"I didn't taste it before. Old man, don't eat it all by yourself. Give me another one to try." Ms. Tan spoke again.
Old Yangtou was happy, "Okay!"
Handed one over again.
This time, Mrs. Tan ate it in small bites and nodded: "Well, it's not bad this time. It's sweeter than white radish in winter and has more water."
Old Yangtou smiled, Mrs. Sun also laughed, and Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.
Sun said: "Father, mother, the strawberries Qing'er sent are rare things. You can just eat them as snacks. I made some home-made cakes, and you can try them too."
Mrs. Sun took out the insulated food box she brought over, gently opened the lid, and took out a bowl of artemisia and bacon cake.
"It smells so good!" said Tan.
"Take one and let me try it. I haven't had enough of it this morning." Mrs. Tan held out her hand.
Of course Mr. Sun said hello and quickly took one and sent it to Ms. Tan.
Mrs. Tan took a bite, and this time, her satisfaction could be seen from her expression.
"Oh, if I say something later, Girl Qing will find it distasteful. Even if she finds it distasteful, I will still say it." Mrs. Tan added.
"I still think the third daughter-in-law's bacon and wormwood cake is more to my taste. These things are better," Mrs. Tan said.
Sun smiled and looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing was not angry this time, and just said: "That's all, at least you said something to warm my mother's heart."
Tan said: "Bring me another daddy."
Sun quickly handed over another one.
Then he glanced at Lao Yangtou: "Dad, do you want to eat one while it's hot?"
Lao Yangtou waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll eat later. I have something to tell you."
Sun and Yang Ruoqing both looked at him.
Yang Ruoqing was actually a little confused when she saw Old Yangtou coming back. In the past few days, after breakfast every morning, Old Yangtou, Suntou, father, fourth uncle and the others accompanied Liu Dixian all over the mountains and ridges. Went to look for the tomb.
Every day when I came back, it would be dark, but now it was almost noon when Old Yangtou came back.
Here, Old Yangtou has already spoken: "Today, we accompanied Liu Dixian to the mountains to find a grave for Hua'er's biological mother, and we finally found one."
After hearing that they had been found, Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, with joy in their eyes.
"What kind of land is it? Where is it? Is it good?" asked Sun anxiously.
Choosing a yin house is sometimes more important than choosing a yang house, and you cannot be careless, because it is related to Feng Shui and the impact on future generations.
Xiaohua Hua's mother and Xu Dakui divorced and officially belonged to Xiaohua and Da'an to worship. Therefore, the rise and fall of future generations will be reflected in Xiaohua Da'an Feng'er and others, so we must be more cautious.
Old Yangtou said: "Liu Dixian found two pieces of land. He said that the two pieces of land were good, but there were still some small flaws. He didn't go into details yet because he was busy taking note of the place at the time. Yes, he will tell us more about it during lunch!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Sun quickly stood up and said, "Since that's the case, then they have all gone home now, right? Well, I'll go back and have lunch right now!"
After lunch, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua quickly cleared away the Eight Immortals table and made new tea for Liu Dixian, Lao Suntou and Lao Yangtou, so that they could discuss and finalize the matter of the tomb.
Of course, both of them stood behind Yang Huazhong and Daan and listened with their ears pricked up.
Here, Liu Dixian didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. He took a sip of tea and went straight to the topic.
He took out a piece of parchment and spread it on the table.
Mountains and rivers were drawn on the parchment, all in black and white, with circles and marks in certain places.
Judging from the condition of the parchment and the mottled marks on it, it seems to be quite old.
"This is a map that my master gave me back then. It shows the direction and trend of Mianniu Mountain..." Liu Dixian gave a brief introduction.
Everyone was shocked, and Yang Ruoqing secretly exchanged glances with Xiaohua.
Liu Dixian's master, isn't that the powerful old Mr. Dixian who selected the cemetery for Zhu Yuan's family forty years ago?
The two ladies' breathing suddenly became rapid, their adrenal glands were soaring, and their eyes followed Liu Dixian's fingers without blinking.
"As the saying goes, look at one part of the yang house and some part of the yin house. After several days of searching over mountains and rivers, I finally found these two points."
As Liu Dixian spoke, he tapped two places on the map with a pointed melon seed shell.
Lao Yangtou and the others all leaned their heads to look, and Yang Ruoqing also locked her sights on those two places.
To be honest, based on this survey map alone, Yang Ruoqing could only judge that the two points were probably located in the southeast of Mianniu Mountain, probably near Zuo Niujiao Peak!
"Liu Dixian, these two places are the two places we marked today at Zuo Niujiao Peak, right?" Old Yangtou asked.
Liu Dixian nodded.
"Although the cemetery is a shady house, the Feng Shui pattern should also be based on mountains and water. The owner of the mountain, Ding Shui, controls wealth. With the green mountains and backing, there will be many noble people in the future, and the descendants will be prosperous. And water can make money rolling in. .”
"Both of these points are in line with the characteristics of hiding wind and gathering energy, so they are good points."
Hearing Liu Dixian's words, Da'an turned his head and glanced at Xiaohua, with relief in his eyes.
Xiaohua was filled with gratitude.
Because when her biological mother died, Xu Dakui simply couldn't afford to invite the earthly immortals to come over and choose a grave. He just packed a thin coffin and carried it to the back mountain to find a piece of land to bury her casually.
Now Xiaohua was grateful for the fact that everyone was so serious about helping her biological mother find a secret house.
"Mr. Liu, you have found two good holes, but we only need one to move the grave. Can you help us make an idea and choose one of them?" Yang Huazhong said respectfully.
Old Yang glanced at Yang Huazhong, but he still hesitated to speak.
Here, Liu Dixian frowned. He pointed at one of them and said, "Although these two tombs are good, they both have disadvantages."
"Ah? How do you say this?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Liu Dixian pointed to one of the places and said: "Although this place is good, judging from my geographical position on the compass at that time, it conflicts with the birth date of the deceased. If we force people to move in, it will be counterproductive and cause backlash to future generations." !”
"At the least, there are kidnappers and people with broken legs in the house, and at worst, there are continuous murders, the whole house is damaged, men are stealing and women are prostitutes!"
Yang Huazhong was stunned with fear.
Others turned pale with shock, looking at the cemetery as if they were looking at a terrifying place.
Xiaohua took a deep breath and almost lost her balance.
Yang Ruoqing quickly supported Xiaohua and said in a low voice: "Don't panic yet, let's listen to Mr. Liu first. He is an expert and must have an idea!"
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