Chapter 128 Woohoo, husband, you are so kind

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 128 Woohoo, husband, you are so kind

I went to the cemetery before dawn at Mao Shi. When I came back, it was already Si Shi, which was around nine or ten o'clock in the morning.

Faced with the scene that happened when he came back, Xia Yuan planned to retract his previous evaluation. It was not that Xia Chen, a little kid, was gifted and had unique abilities in crying. Maybe everyone in this family was good at crying.

This should be a genetic issue.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw two girls holding their knees and sitting in rows on the threshold. Then, Xia Shu started crying towards her father.

Everyone was confused. Xia Ru didn't show his expression, but in fact he felt very distressed. Although this era really favored sons over daughters, fathers often love their daughters. After all, they are caring little cotton-padded jackets.

And Xia Ru was definitely much better to this daughter than to his two sons. If nothing else, at least he had never been punched or kicked, and he had never even said a harsh word.

But now my caring little cotton-padded jacket is crying like this.

Xia Ru originally thought that it was a day to visit graves, and that her daughter was missing her mother. She was waiting for Wen Yan to comfort her, but Xia Shu started to apologize again, Dad, my daughter was wrong.

The people present were obviously confused again. After a while, Xia Rucai asked with great confusion: "What's wrong with Shu Niang?"

"I, I shouldn't"

Xia Shu choked and was about to answer, but she cried again, raised her head and looked at Xia Yuan who was standing next to her, and then asked with tears in her eyes: "Dad, brother, didn't he tell you?"

"say what?"

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After a moment of silence, Xia Shu wiped her tears with her hands and stopped crying. She shook her head and said, "It's nothing."

"Why is Shu Niang like this today?" Xia Ru was filled with doubts. He thought for a while and couldn't think of a suitable adjective. He just felt it was puzzling. After a pause, he turned to ask warmly: "But I miss my mother?"

Hearing this, Xia Shu shed tears again and sobbed: "Dad, my daughter misses her mother."

At this moment, another faint sound of sobbing came to his ears. Xia Yuan turned his head and looked over, and suddenly saw Zhao Yuerong who was wiping away tears.

Okay, cry again.

It is true that New Year's Eve is a day of joyful reunions, but it is also a day to visit the graves of ancestors. On such a day, it will always arouse the longing for the deceased relatives.

Women, in particular, are sentimental by nature, but according to the rules, women are absolutely not allowed to visit graves. Therefore, even if they want to visit their relatives in front of the tombs and chat with them, they cannot do so.

Of course Xia Yuan knew why the poor little girl was crying. He walked over and patted her back gently with his hand to express comfort. At the same time, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "When it gets dark, let's go together."

Go visit your mother, secretly, don’t tell anyone."

There are really many rules these days. Visiting graves and worshiping must be done when day and night alternate. To put it simply, it is either in the early morning when it is getting dark, or in the evening when it is getting dark.

It was almost noon at this time, and the sky was bright, which was obviously not in accordance with the etiquette of visiting the grave.

However, this suggestion was met with a shake of the young daughter-in-law's head, "I can't go, I will bump into my mother and make her uneasy underground."

Hearing this, Xia Yuan could not help but remain silent. After a pause, he said, "Then tell your husband where your mother's tomb is. I will go on your behalf and talk to your mother for a while."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuerong cried even more sadly, and even spoke a little awkwardly, "I, I don't know where my mother's grave is."

Xia Yuan was silent again, not knowing what to say. As for where her mother's grave is, probably only the Zhao family would know.

Even the Zhao family may not know that her mother is just a concubine. According to the rules, concubines are absolutely not allowed to enter the ancestral graves. Unless you are ordered to do so, you can just find a place to bury them. What's more What's more, not even a monument will be erected.

"It's okay. Even so, your mother is not short of money down there. When I went to the grave, I burned a lot of paper money for my parents. It was so much that I couldn't spend it all. My husband also made an agreement with them that they would give it to your mother when the time comes. Those who share money also share gold and ingots."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuerong stopped crying suddenly, then raised his face and looked at her husband with tears in her eyes.

Xia Yuan was puzzled by her, didn't she believe this?

This idea was cut off by him as soon as it came up. Based on his understanding of Xiaoqizi, this guy is definitely a superstition.

Of course, Xia Yuan used to give her advice all day long, trying to get her out of vulgar tastes and stop being superstitious.

But then he gave up the idea, not because he didn't listen, but because he found that this little thing's superstition was quite simple and extremely realistic. To put it simply, she only believed in things that were beneficial to herself, and this superstition was also very practical. It cannot be linked to making money.

Let’s take a closer look at the places where she committed superstitions. Two of them were related to the old Taoist priest who talked about running trains. Once, she wanted him to help save a chicken, so she chose to believe that the other person was a Bodhisattva, but she had to pay for it. The money was used to replenish the body of the Bodhisattva and he quickly gave up the idea.

Another time, she wanted an old Taoist priest to help her do it and spread the Qing Qi around her house to protect her from being admitted to the top exam. Therefore, she believed that the old Taoist priest was a god.

Xia Yuan dared to vouch for it. If the old Taoist priest had to charge for his practice, she might be able to take out a few copper coins despite her heartache, just like spending a small amount of money to buy a lottery ticket.

If the money spent exceeds her expectations, such as dozens or hundreds of copper coins, she will definitely be the first to wake up and get out of the superstitious state.

Oh, there was another time when I heard people from Zhuangzi talking nonsense, saying that redness in Yintang is a sign of wealth and wealth, so she insisted on saying that her Yintang was red.

The same is true for other minor superstitions. To sum up, she has the meaning of a twitching left eyelid, I want to get rich, and a twitching right eyelid, bah, feudal superstition.

Therefore, Xia Yuan stopped caring about her. She had already figured out the feudal superstitions, so why should she care?

As for the question of whether burning paper money will be received by deceased relatives, she is absolutely convinced that they will receive it. After all, it is a way of conveying grief and involves the most original belief of the Chinese people - ancestor worship.

But what does she mean by looking up at her like this?

When Xia Yuan was puzzled, Zhao Yuerong suddenly sniffed. Regardless of the presence of Xia Ru's family, he sobbed and threw himself into Xia Yuan's arms, then hugged his waist tightly, "Wow, husband, you are so kind."

"Yeah, I think I'm pretty good too." Seeing this, Xia Yuan felt relieved, held her little face with his hands, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, "Okay, stop crying, cry You look like a little cat, and why are you still wearing your hair?"

Zhao Yuerong looked up at him and whispered: "I don't have a plate when I fall asleep."

"Of course my husband knows that you have no intentions." After saying that, Xia Yuan turned around and looked to the side. At this moment, Xia Shu stopped crying. She seemed to have noticed something, and turned her head around as if she had something to say.

Xia Yuan met his gaze.

Xia Yuan gave her a sunny and warm smile, and then Xia Shu felt panic in her heart and hurriedly turned her head elsewhere.

"Um?"

what does this mean?
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