The next morning, Su Zhengguo accompanied Lao Zhang to the village committee, and Fu Yuting also went with him. Although Su Zhengguo had retired, everyone in the village knew his identity.
The village committee quickly agreed to put road construction on the agenda after the rain stopped this season.
When the three of them returned home, Su Zhengguo didn't look at Su Xiaoluo and couldn't help asking, "Where are they?"
"They went to the fields again." Su Wan replied, "Grandpa, how is the road construction going?"
"Well, they agreed to start construction after the rainy season, and I will come again when the time comes." Su Zhengguo was still worried, so he asked the girl to do the calculation when she came back.
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It rained yesterday, and the ground became muddier. Su Xiaoluo stood in front of Song Jingshu's grave, burned some yellow paper, and stood quietly for a while.
She looked into the distance and pointed over there and asked, "Whose grave is that?"
Fu Ran replied: "That is my ancestral tomb."
"Yours?" Su Xiaoluo raised his eyebrows.
"What's the problem?" Fu Ran couldn't help but ask.
"I'll go take a look." Su Xiaoluo stood up and walked over there, and Su He followed him carrying the remaining yellow paper.
"With the main mountain behind it and surrounded by mountains and water, this place should have been a good place for Feng Shui." Su Xiaoluo approached the tombstone and murmured, "No wonder."
"What's the wonder?" Su He was anxious.
"Look here, there is a collapse here, the Feng Shui of the tomb has been destroyed, forming evil spirits, and cracks appear on the tombstone." Su Xiaoluo pointed at the ground and the tombstone.
Su He got closer and saw that there were indeed cracks on the tombstone and the ground had obviously collapsed. He asked, "What will happen if this is discovered?"
"If this location collapses, it will prevent our luck from gathering and increase the probability of accidents happening to our descendants in the future." Su Xiaoluo replied.
"My eldest brother?" Fu Ran covered his mouth. In recent years, the atmosphere at home has become increasingly abnormal. Could it be related to the feng shui of the ancestral tomb?
Su Xiaoluo nodded and continued, "The cracks on the tombstone will mainly make your family's fortune unstable."
Zheng Baozhen was possessed by a ghost, and the feng shui of her ancestral tomb was destroyed.
Who did the Fu family offend?
"What should we do now?" Fu Ran was at a loss for a moment.
"We should plant some trees around here to prevent soil erosion. But we can't plant them too close to the graves, and remember not to let the roots of the trees penetrate the coffins." Su Xiaoluo said, "As for the tombstone, it needs to be opened."
"What does it mean to start?" Fu Ran asked.
"We opened the tomb, washed the bones of the Fu family's ancestors, and reburied them," Su Xiaoluo explained.
Open the grave!
Fu Ran's face changed color instantly.
Fu Ran was full of worries, and no matter how Su He teased her, she was not happy.
After returning, Fu Ran looked at Fu Yuting, and then she seemed to have regained her confidence. She walked over and repeated Su Xiaoluo's words.
Fu Yuting looked at Su Xiaoluo, frowned slightly, strode over and asked, "I need to go home and discuss it with my grandfather and parents before making a decision."
"This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later, so you should reach an agreement as soon as possible. Next Wednesday is the best time." Su Xiaoluo said seriously.
When Wen Ting heard the words, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this just digging a grave? This is a very unfilial act!"
Su Wan had only heard that some people dug up other people's ancestral graves to vent their anger.
It is unbelievable that Su Xiaoluo now lets the Fu family dig up their own ancestral graves. What on earth is she doing?
"Brother Ting, the ancestral tomb cannot be disturbed."
"I know it in my mind." Fu Yuting replied indifferently.
They decided to return to Weicheng in the afternoon. Aunt Hu brought a bag of noodles for Su Xiaoluo, and her eyes were reluctant when she looked at Su Xiaoluo.
"Auntie Hu, I will come back." Su Xiaoluo looked at her left eye, the blue pupil. If she wanted to heal it, she had to prepare some things first.
"Okay." Aunt Hu nodded.
She and Lao Zhang had never planned to have children because she was afraid that her child would suffer in the future due to her eye disease.
The old lady treated her well, and when she faced Su Xiaoluo, who was somewhat similar to the old lady, she felt closer to her.
Wen Ting looked at Su Xiaoluo carrying a bulging bag and couldn't help asking, "What else did you bring back?"
No one brought anything with them, but Su Xiaoluo had so many bags and small bags that it was like she was moving house, which really took all the advantage.
"What's it got to do with you?" Su Xiaoluo hugged the bag tightly and got into the car.
This was left for her by her grandmother. No matter whether she loves it or not, it was a token of her grandmother's love.
Wen Ting sneered: "I've never seen such a shameless person. He really thinks this is his own home! Just take whatever you want!"
Su Wan knew what was in the bundle, it was a red wedding dress. Last night she saw Aunt Hu taking it from Su Xiaoluo's room, why did Aunt Hu give Su Xiaoluo a wedding dress?
Could it be that Su Xiaoluo was actually Aunt Hu's child? Even if not a biological child, perhaps a relative.
No, why is Aunt Hu so nice to her?
Aunt Hu knew the Su family's situation very well, so it was not impossible for her to let her own child impersonate the child.
right!
It must be like this!
The slightly curly hair and the characteristic appearance must be a conspiracy of the Hu aunts. She will definitely tell her parents about this matter when she returns home.
We can't let an outsider take all the advantage.
Everyone returned to Weicheng with their own thoughts. Abuyi came to greet them, and Fu Ran said in surprise: "Sister Buyi, you are still here."
"Well, Xiaoluo said that he was too busy at home and asked me to help out here for a while." Abuyi explained embarrassedly.
"Great!" Fu Ran saw A Buyi again, and his heart was finally at ease. "Sister Buyi, my brother misses you very much. He hasn't smiled much these past two days."
Abuyi looked gloomy, but he forced a smile: "It's good to get used to it. In the end, everything will be back on track."
Fu Ran knew that A Buyi would not go back as long as Zhang Ping stayed at the Fu family, so she sighed.
"Sister Buyi, this is a bag of mixed noodles. They will be delicious when made into dumplings." Su Xiaoluo was not afraid of being tired at this time and just took it over.
Fu Yuting took it for her and put it on the table. The bag was not light, weighing at least ten grams. Su Xiaoluo, with her thin arms and legs, could still carry it.
"Thank you!" Su Xiaoluo smiled.
"Well, we'll go back first." Fu Yuting said calmly, "Su He, put this in the kitchen."
"Okay!" Su He responded subconsciously, "Hey, 놛놇 ordered me? Me!"
Fu Yuting had already returned to the car, and only the two siblings were left in the car.
Fu Ran said: "Brother, I believe what Xiao Luo said. Look at what happened to my eldest brother. It's related to our parents."
Fu Ran spoke more and more quietly. It was an adult matter, and we, as young people, should not make comments.
But……
"Brother, I want our family to be like when we were little. Although we are not rich, we are very happy."
Fu Yuting gripped the steering wheel tightly, doubts swirling in his mind, is it really okay to go back to the way it was before?