The Snail Spirit Travels to the 1970s

Chapter 128 Qingming Chapter

Mrs. Tian explained, "The world has been in chaos recently. Tian Tian is a young girl, so I don't feel comfortable letting her go out. She didn't go to high school. But her grades were pretty good in junior high school. I thought I'd send her to high school after two years when she's a little more settled."

Old man Sun's leg has been broken for seven or eight years, and he has been staying at home all these years. Although he has not witnessed the chaos outside with his own eyes, his several sons at home can always complain a little, so he has some idea of ​​it.

He nodded, "People still need to study, especially little girls. If they don't study, they will be easily deceived. It's a pity that none of my kids have a talent for learning. They complain of being sleepy as soon as they open a book. Oh! I was hoping that they could get into a junior high school in my lifetime, but it seems that I won't be able to see it before I close my eyes."

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Even if they don't study, there are ways to live without studying. Besides, the boys in your family are all strong, which is also a gift from God." said Old Mrs. Tian.

Old man Sun sighed, "What's the use of having strength without brains? If they really meet someone with a lot of tricks, they will be sold by others and help them count the money."

The two of them started chatting back and forth. Old Man Sun had a good relationship with Old Man Tian when they were young, and he also often saw Old Lady Tian. Now they have a lot of topics to talk about.

No one paid any attention to Tian Tian. She just stood there quietly looking at the furnishings in the room and Old Man Sun.

The hut was no different from an ordinary hut, with no furnishings except for a small leather suitcase on the ground with a wine jug on it, a quilt on the hanging ceiling, and a few wooden stakes on the kang for support, which seemed to be nailed to the wooden board. The mattress was spread on the wooden board and placed under Old Man Sun's body.

This idea is quite good. The small room is right next to the stove. In winter, in order to heat the kang in the east room, the small room between the east room and the kitchen will be even hotter, and people can't sleep there at all. Besides, it is inconvenient for Old Man Sun to move. Putting a wooden board can also block some heat, so at least he won't be burned when he sleeps at night.

After Tian Tian finished reading, she inadvertently glanced at the book that Grandpa Sun had been reading. Only then did she realize that what Grandpa Sun was reading was actually a first-grade textbook. No wonder he dared to take it out and read it blatantly at this time.

The pages of the book were smooth, and the corners were a little curled, and it looked like it had been read for quite a long time, but the person who read it took great care of it, and there were not many obvious damages, which showed that Grandpa Zisun was a person who really loved reading.

Thinking of this, Tian Tian couldn't help but look at Grandpa Sun. Although Grandpa Sun had been bedridden for many years and was a little too thin, he did not have the numbness of a long-term illness in bed. His eyes were bright and energetic, and he looked full of energy.

They were all kept clean and they ate, drank, defecated and urinated in this room. There was no smell in the room. It seemed that the Sun family took good care of them and Grandpa Sun himself was not depressed and was willing to cooperate.

Tian Tian didn't show anything on her face, but in her heart she admired Grandpa Sun even more. If she had been paralyzed in bed for so many years, unable to move anywhere without a wheelchair, she would probably go crazy even if she had a mobile phone to play with. How could she maintain the same mental state as Grandpa Sun today?

Old Mrs. Tian chatted with Grandpa Sun for a while before taking Tian Tian home.

When I got home, I found that Tian Lisong and his two brothers were all in the house. After asking, I learned that the small coffin had been prepared.

Originally it was a coffin for a baby, so it didn't need to be too big, so it was made quite quickly and was completed in just one morning.

Although a normal coffin needs to dry out the moisture in the wood first, Tuwawa is not Huang's child after all. Moreover, after this incident, Aunt Huang and Zhang Lanru felt uncomfortable looking at Tuwawa's body, so they wanted to bury the child as soon as possible. If they couldn't see him, they wouldn't have this thought in their hearts.

"The coffin was made so quickly? It seems they also want to bury the child as soon as possible." Old Mrs. Tian said with a sigh.

She didn't know what to say about what happened in the Huang family. She had only heard of such ridiculous things from others before, but now she didn't expect that such a thing would actually happen to her.

She wanted to say something, but seeing that Tian Tian was beside her, and not wanting the child to hear these things, she kept silent.

"They said Tuwa will be buried tomorrow in the Huang family's tomb. We will go over to help in the morning, and Aunt Huang will go with them as well." Tian Lisong said.

Although Tuwa is not a member of the Huang family, Aunt Huang has never cared about this. Even Huang Kangri was an adopted child from outside, and the birth of Tuwa was caused by Huang Kangri. The child himself is innocent.

Aunt Huang also noticed that her son was acting weird and was worried that he might get into trouble again, so she decided to go up the mountain with everyone.

"Okay! Eldest brother's wife, you should go over there and take a look tomorrow. If you can help, please do so. After all, you have been neighbors for so many years, so you should have some affection for each other." Old Mrs. Tian said.

Lin Meiyu nodded and agreed.

Zhang Lanru hasn't even finished her confinement yet, and something like this has happened. Who knows how sad she must be. Although Lin Meiyu can't help her to relieve her mood, she can still help her get something or pour her some water.

At dawn on the fifth day, Tian Lisong and his friends helped to bury the earthen doll.

Although a little baby passed away and everyone felt a little sad, it was not their own family matter after all. After a few days, they put the matter behind them and lived their own lives.

On the contrary, Zhang Lanru was a little depressed. After the confinement period, she was in low spirits and seemed a little dazed.

In the blink of an eye, it was April. The educated youth who went home to visit their families came back, and the weather gradually became warmer.

On the day of Qingming Festival, Tian Lisong and Tian Lilin got up early and went up the mountain to worship their ancestors and sweep the tombs.

Originally, people should burn some yellow paper and paper money, but now in order to break the feudal superstition, these things are not allowed.

Although there were always some people who used it secretly, Tian Lisong was the accountant of the brigade. He wanted to set an example, so he did not use paper money, but instead offered some pears and apples.

It only took them an hour or two to go up the mountain to sweep the graves, and they returned before breakfast.

After the Qingming Festival, the family will start making soybean paste. In the eyes of Grandma Tian, ​​soybean paste is much more important than the Qingming Festival. After all, they can't live without this soybean paste for the whole year to come.