Chapter 193 Sister, there is an avenue to the sky(2/2)
Saturday, March 25, 2023.
At eight o'clock in the morning, after having breakfast, Jiang Feng and others brought tools and sacrifices such as shovels, knives, hoes, lawn mowers, chicken, duck and fish meat, rice balls, fruits, gold and silver incense paper, fire dragons, wine, and tea, and then drove.
Set off.
Bailiang County is very mountainous, and people here are buried in the earth after death, and they are all buried in the mountains, so there is a saying of shoveling the mountains and worshiping the mountains.
There are two types of mountain worship: one is to worship ancestors within three generations of the ancestors, which is called "family mountain". The other is to worship ancestors of the clan, which is called "dazhong mountain".
Jiang Feng and others are naturally going to visit Jiashan now.
In the past, when there were no cars, we had to walk, carry tools, and carry sacrifices to shovel the mountain. Now it is much more convenient to have a car. Although the car cannot drive to the mountain, it can at least drive to the foot of the mountain and walk the rest of the way.
You don't have to work so hard.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Feng and others finally drove to the foot of the first tomb.
After parking the car, everyone began to divide the work and cooperate. Jiang's father carried the lawn mower, his uncle picked up chickens, ducks, fish and other sacrifices, while the others held various tools with different functions.
Jiang Feng held a machete.
In Bailiang County, basically every mountain has a path up the mountain, and everyone starts by taking the path up the mountain.
However, when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Father Jiang, who was walking in front, stopped and said, "The road opened last year was covered with weeds again. If we want to get over, we have to open a new road!"
Jiang's mother said: "In the past ten years or so, almost every household in the village has used gas. No one has gone to the mountains to cut firewood, so the weeds on the mountains have grown more and more lush. In more than ten years, I'm afraid they will all become '
Primeval forest'."
Jiang Feng stepped forward with a machete to open the way.
In Qinghe Town, shovels basically have to clean up the weeds around the tombs. This is not an easy job, especially in the past ten years, the weeds in the tombs have grown more and more lush, and it takes a lot of time to clean up every year.
strength.
In previous years, Jiang Feng was not so active when he was shoveling mountains. His thoughts were no different from those of contemporary young people. He felt that ancestor worship was just a way of commemorating ancestors. There was no need to make himself so tired, as long as it came to his mind.
However, since he had the magical plug-in, Jiang Feng's thoughts have changed a lot. He is no longer a staunch atheist like before. If there are really no ghosts and gods in the world, how can he explain the plug-in in his mind?
Therefore, when he was shoveling the mountain today, he specially chose a machete, just to use it hard, unlike previous years where he was too lazy to work hard.
Slashing left and right, Jiang Feng slowly opened the way ahead.
Jiang Fei followed behind and shouted: "Xiao Feng, if you get tired, take my place."
Jiang Feng said without looking back: "I know, I'm not tired at the beginning."
Jiang Fei hummed, and then introduced to his wife who was following him: "The person buried here is Emperor Gaozu."
Sister-in-law Zhang Rongying followed behind with a fire dragon and asked: "How many graves are there in our family?"
Jiang Fei replied: "There are fourteen graves in total."
"Oh!" Zhang Rongying responded, then looked at the surrounding environment, trying to think of a way to remember this tomb.
Jiang Feng chopped in front for seven or eight minutes, and finally opened up a passable path, and then everyone followed the path to a tomb.
The graves here in Qinghe Town all have one characteristic, that is, there are no tombstones, just small earthen bags. Moreover, there is often more than one grave on a mountain, and two graves are often only a few meters apart.
To be honest, many times Jiang Feng couldn't tell which grave belonged to his own ancestor and which grave belonged to someone else's.
Although worshiping the wrong grave is rare in Qinghe Town, it does happen. After all, it only comes once a year, and some people only come once every few years. The graves look almost the same, so it’s not surprising that they can’t identify them.
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