These offerings were all prepared by Da Sun before leaving yesterday.
At that time, in order to prevent bumps, Da Sun packed these offerings in separate small bowls with lids, and placed seven or eight small bowls in the basket.
When we arrived at the grave today, when Yang Ruoqing took it out of the basket one by one, opened the lid, and placed the offerings in the bowl in front of Ga Po's grave, Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized something.
That is, there may be a big error in the previous positioning of the eldest aunt.
It turned out that Yang Ruoqing had always felt that her aunt was a more manly woman, careless, careless, and careless.
She and Yang Ruoqing's mother, Sun, are completely different extremes.
Moreover, looking at how Da Sun treats her two grandsons, Dashunzi and Xiao Shunzi, one can feel that Da Sun is indeed not the type of kind-hearted grandmother.
She is a person who is more casual, free and easy-going.
But now when she saw the seven or eight bowls of offerings in front of her, Yang Ruoqing discovered that the Sun family was very delicate deep inside.
Seven or eight bowls of offerings, chicken, duck, fish, cold vegetables, steamed vegetables, stews, everything!
Large pieces of pork belly, Dongpo pork in various patterns tied with hemp ropes, steamed pork made from home-milled five-spice rice flour, braised pork that is 40% lean and 60% fat, sauced pork ribs, and pork liver with pickled peppers.
Not only Yang Ruoqing was shocked by the good intentions of eating more meat, but Sun Kui and others next to them were also shocked by the generosity of the Sun family.
The meat used for visiting the graves is full of variety. As expected of someone who runs a pig farm, there is no shortage of meat to eat!
Unlike the people in the mountains, they kill a pig during the Chinese New Year all year round...
Usually, if you want to eat pork, you have to go to the town market to eat it, or you can go out to the mountains to buy it from Lijia Village or Changping Village.
But it takes several hours to go back and forth. Except when the weather is cold, you can bring pork back from outside the mountains. In other seasons, as long as it is a little hot, you can't bring pork back if you have money.
Why?
Because all the meat has gone bad along the way. Who will eat the stinky meat that I bring home?
Then, Yang Ruoqing was placing other offerings, this time fish.
Braised fish cubes, fish head with chopped pepper and pickled cabbage, braised prawns, stir-fried eel, stir-fried scallops and snails with leeks.
Finally, there are fried cabbage vermicelli, a bowl of white rice, and a white flour steamed bun.
Oh my gosh, there are more than seven or eight bowls. Yang Ruoqing counted, including pastries, there were twenty-six bowls in total, arranged in several rows in front of the tomb.
No wonder I was carrying a basket yesterday and it felt so big and heavy. It turned out to contain so many things!
The more than twenty offerings were placed here, which once again opened the eyes of Zhang Kui and the others.
Some even couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva.
Even during the Chinese New Year, none of them can eat so much food.
It is such a luxury for a dead person, Old Mrs. Sun, to enjoy so many offerings!
This is enough to show that the Sun family's conditions are already far behind them.
As for the Luo family where Yang Ruoqing lives, let alone that, there is no comparison at all.
It turns out that the lives of rich people can be extravagant beyond their imagination?
This made Sun Kui secretly clenched his fists and strengthened his determination to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with Yang Ruoqing Restaurant.
Only by boarding this ship can we make money and let the whole family live a life without worries about food and drink!
Not only Sun Kui thought so in his heart, but his two sons and two in-laws also thought so in their hearts at this moment.
So in the following sacrifice, everyone appeared very pious, respectful and solemn.
Old Suntou left these things to everyone, while he himself held the cigarette pole and sat next to the grave of Mrs. Sun. He held the cigarette pole in one hand and stuffed it into his mouth while smoking the cigarette. He gently laid on Mrs. Sun's grave.
Just like when the old lady was lying on the bed with her clothes undressed, and he was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, with his palms resting on his wife's quilt, the two of them were chatting with each other, and time was slowing down at this slow pace. It flows slowly until the black hair turns white and the wine has been drunk for more than a year. Suddenly, half of the body has passed and I am alone...
Yang Ruoqing knew that Ga Gong was communicating with Ga Po with his heart, so she didn't bother her. After burning the paper money and kowtow, she and the two sons of Sun Kui's family got up and went to the area behind Ga Po's grave, preparing to put it there. The overgrown weeds and small trees there were cut down.
While he was chopping, the second son of Sun Kui's family next to him suddenly missed the mark with his foot.
"Ouch!"
Everyone was attracted by his voice.
Yang Ruoqing happened to be beside her and hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab him.
"Thank you very much, cousin." The second son thanked him and quickly stood aside.
The people next to him asked him what was going on?
He pointed to the back of the tomb and said, "There seems to be a hole there."
Hole?
Yang Ruoqing immediately bent down and used the hatchet in her hand to pull away the obstacles of dead vines, grass and leaves.
Sure enough, it was a small pit the size of a washbasin!
The depth of the small pit is nearly fifty centimeters, and it slopes down. There is also rainwater accumulated here from the recent rain. Because it does not face the sun, and the top of the pit is blocked by a pile of obstacles, the water accumulates. It doesn't evaporate, so it's all stored here.
The soil itself is very soft and has good water absorption. The water accumulated here will definitely seep through the soil layer by layer over time, and then flow into Ga Po's tomb...
etc!
Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something!
In the dream, the woman begging for tea said, "Is there a leak in my mother-in-law's house?"
What the hell!
"Ga Gong!"
Yang Ruoqing was about to call Lao Suntou to come over and take a look. When she raised her head, Lao Suntou had already stood up and came over.
And looking at Lao Suntou's expression, Yang Ruoqing knew that Mr. Ga was thinking about her.
The main purpose of their grandfather and grandson's trip to the mountain this time was to confirm this dream. Unexpectedly, it was really so mysterious!
To explain it using the traditional thinking of the older generation, this is a mysterious thing.
Using scientific knowledge to popularize science, this should be attributed to quantum entanglement...
"What kind of hole is this? It's so big, the water even ran into the tomb!"
Lao Suntou knelt down and carefully inspected the hole under his feet, feeling very worried.
Sun Kui and his son on the side looked at each other, feeling guilty.
Sun Kui, in particular, rubbed his hands and apologized to Lao Suntou and Yang Ruoqing with an apologetic look on his face: "Uncle, I'm really sorry. Maybe it was caused by the continuous rain a while ago that caused the landslide."
"There was no such hole before it rained. I clearly remember that I came to this area to chop wood, and even walked around to my aunt's grave. There was no such hole at that time."
After saying that, he found Yang Ruoqing staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.
This look, how should I put it, made Sun Kui feel penetrating, as if he could cut open his body and see into his heart, leaving nothing to hide.
