"That's right! You were just watching the fun. There's still a fire burning on my stove!" said another woman, and ran away.
Everyone else also dispersed, only the children in the village were still gathered at the door of the village chief's house, looking curiously at the horses tied outside by the Twelve Guards.
After Yueyang and the others had eaten and drunk their fill, Yuebing helped the village head grandmother clean up the dishes, and then took Yueyang and Yuexue to their parents' graves.
Several other people also planned to pay their respects. Although they had never met Yueyang Yuebing's parents, given their current close relationship like siblings, it was reasonable for them to pay their respects.
A group of people brought prepared sacrifices and attracted the attention of other villagers along the way.
"Where is the village chief going? Isn't this the guest who came to the village chief's house at noon?"
"Yes, look at the baskets they brought, filled with incense and paper money as offerings. Could they be going there to worship?"
"I haven't heard that the descendants of that grave in the village have great prospects?"
The villagers were all puzzled.
Instead, a man shouted, "Uncle Village Chief, where are you going?"
The village chief also responded: "Aren't Chunwa and Qiuya back? I'll take them to pay homage to their parents."
"What? Chunwa and Qiuya are back?" The villagers were shocked when they heard this.
"Weren't these two siblings sold off by their great aunt? I heard they were sold off to someone else, and then treated like slaves. How could they possibly come back?"
"What the village chief said must be true. Who are these Chunwa and Qiuya? They have changed so much that I can't recognize them!" said a woman.
"Then! The two in the lead, judging by their faces, must be Chunwa and Qiuya. My goodness, look at what these brother and sister are wearing. They don't look like servants at all. If you don't know them, you might think they are some young masters..."
"Now that you mention it, it's true. She's grown so tall now. Back then, Qiu Ya was as skinny as a chick, but now she's grown into a beauty."
"Yeah! They don't look like they were bought by someone. Their temperament is different. Look at the remaining ones, each one is dressed in gorgeous clothes. They are not ordinary people!"
"I didn't expect that these two siblings must have had a fortuitous encounter!" someone said enviously.
Yueyang and Yuebing also heard the villagers' discussions, but did not say anything. At the beginning, when they were bullied by their aunt, few people in the village were willing to lend a hand except for the village chief's family. Now things have changed and there is no need to say hello.
We walked all the way to the back of the entire Lotus Village, where there was an open area. There were tombs of various sizes, some of which had stone tablets in front of them. They were all the deceased ancestors of the village.
Yueyang and Yuebing of course still remembered where their parents' graves were. They walked through the entire cemetery, came to the edge, and finally stopped.
The village chief took out the things in the basket one by one and said, "Dahai, Sanniang, Chunwa and Qiuya are here to see you. They are doing well now. You can rest in peace in your grave."
Yueyang and Yuebing felt a little sore in their eyes at this moment. Their parents were buried in these two short graves. Compared with the surrounding graves, they were really pitifully small, but they were kept clean. They knew that it was done by the village chief, and their gratitude to him increased a lot.
Yueyang knelt down with a thud and said, "Dad and Mom, I am an unfilial son. I haven't been able to come back to see you in these years." After saying that, he kowtowed to the ground with both heads.
Yue Bing also knelt down, her eyes red, but she didn't say anything.
The village chief sighed and said, "Children, your parents will understand you. Parents only want their children to live a good life. With you now like this, they should be satisfied. You don't have to endure the beatings from your aunt anymore."
The remaining nine members of the Twelve Guards looked at each other and knelt down.
"Uncle, aunt, don't worry. Brother Yueyang, sister Yuebing and us will be their family from now on. Please rest assured in your nine springs." Yue Xiao said.
"Yes, uncle, aunt, Brother Yueyang's enemy is our common enemy. We brothers and sisters will avenge Sister Yuebing for the harm she suffered before. Please rest in peace." Yue Xuan also said.
The others nodded heavily and said, "Yes, please rest assured, uncle and aunt."
Several people said that they all kowtowed three times respectfully.
When Yueyang and Yuebing saw this, their eyes became sore.
"Thank you!" Yueyang said with emotion.
"Brother Yueyang, you are not treating us as brothers by saying this. We are all fatherless and motherless children, and some of us don't even know our parents' names. Now we are fortunate to be together because of the young lady. We all call you brother, and your parents are our parents." Yuefeng also said.
Yueyang looked at his brothers and sisters' serious expressions and nodded heavily.
Yuewu held Yuebing's hand and gave her silent comfort.
Seeing this, the village chief nodded with relief. These children are all good. He will feel more at ease knowing that Chunwa and Qiuya have these friends around them in the future.
"Grandpa Village Chief, I plan to rebuild my parents' grave and erect a tombstone. I wonder if it is convenient." Yueyang said.
"This is a good thing. It's convenient. This way your parents can live more comfortably." The village chief nodded.
"Well, thank you for troubling the village chief!" Yueyang thanked him.
"It's no trouble, no trouble. I'm happy for your parents." said the village chief.
Just as everyone was immersed in sentimentality, a sharp voice broke the atmosphere...
"You have all been sold to others as slaves. You are no longer members of our Liu family. Why are you still coming back to worship us?" A lady in a blue coarse cloth skirt walked over with a twisted waist, followed by a chubby boy.
When they saw the person coming, a cold light flashed in Yueyang and Yuebing's eyes. It was this woman who occupied the house left to them by their father and always beat or scolded them. And the boy behind her was their cousin Liu Dabao. He was still as fat as he was a few years ago. All the delicious food in the house must have gone into his stomach.
"Wang Dahua, what are you doing here?" the village chief scolded.
"Village chief, why can't I come? Is it wrong for me to come and see my brother-in-law and sister-in-law who are buried here?" Wang Dahua said this while looking up and down at the clothes on Yueyang and Yuexue, her eyes full of jealousy.
She hadn't expected that these two little beasts could live so well as slaves. She still heard from the villagers how much the brother and sister had changed.
At first, she was a little bit unconvinced that a servant could be so prosperous, so she brought her son to come and see for herself. When she saw it, she found that it was just as everyone said. The clothes these two people wore were probably enough to cover his family's total expenses for a year.
"You'd better save some time! I've never seen you come here before, so how come you have time today? Well, since you said you are here to worship, let me ask you, where are the offerings you brought? How come I didn't even see a stick of incense!" said the village chief.
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