Go up the mountain the next day.

Wu Yunchang couldn't follow him, and there were some specialties in worship. For example, if the father passed away, then grandparents were not allowed to worship, and only sons or daughters could go there.

Of course, there are differences between different places, and some places are also allowed.

The Han Jing family's father was missing, so she was the only one who was the filial granddaughter to worship.

And Jiang Chengwen...

It is someone other than the rules in Han Jing's mind.

After all, she has the final say in this family.

The road up the mountain is still muddy. Today I bought a pair of rubber shoes when I was in town to get up the mountain.

Jiang Chengwen said: "I remember when you went down the mountain last time, you had a fever."

"The rain is the boss in the world."

Han Jing shouted and said, "I was really scared that day."

"I was scared to death." Jiang Chengwen said.

Han Jing recalled that day and said, "I was on your back that day. Until now, I feel that it was the warmest at that time."

Jiang Chengwen said: "I'll boil water for you? Try it in a hot pot?"

When Han Jing heard this, her mouth twitched and she reached out to pinch Jiang Chengwen's waist.

"hiss."

"What are you doing with pinching me?"

"Why are you good at learning bad things? Do you still learn this trick of being a good person? Do you still learn this kind of trick, dog?"

"Only Zhou officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lights?"

Han Jing gave him a blank look, hugged her hands and said, "It's not romantic at all. I felt it, but now I just want to laugh."

Jiang Chengwen spread his hands and said, "The touching of previous years is from previous years, and there will be more in the future."

Han Jing snorted softly when she heard this, blushed and said, "I don't believe what you say to coax people."

Jiang Chengwen kept up with her pace.

This girl is just stubborn.

In fact, she believed Jiang Chengwen's words more than anyone else, and even regarded them as the truth. This was not a means of deceived people, but a source of trust in her heart.

It's like people believe that the sun rises every day.

The closer weed the cemetery, the more weeds there were. Jiang Chengwen brought the hatchet, but the same one he used to be.

He walked in front and cut the weeds from the roots until they became flat.

Han Jing dealt with the fallen weeds behind him and threw them into a pile of them in the distance.

After working hard for a long time, Jiang Chengwen's forehead was sweating, but fortunately, he cleaned up the weeds.

Han Jing exhaled from her mouth. She walked to the grave in front, glanced at the tombstone, and turned her eyes to the side.

Jiang Chengwen also followed her, his eyes a little surprised.

Both of them were stunned.

Originally one grave has now become two, which makes people feel a little weird.

"Whose tomb?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Han Jing shook her head, obviously she didn't know about this.

And there was not even a tombstone in front of that tomb.

"Will anyone bury the grave next to others?" Jiang Chengwen asked.

Han Jing said: "Our gentlemen regard this kind of tomb burying next to them as a taboo, and it is impossible for anyone to be buried here."

"You have to ask someone after going down the mountain."

Jiang Chengwen said: "Your village must be clear."

Han Jing nodded and said, "That's all."

"Preserve incense to grandpa first."

"Um."

The two of them came to the tomb and burned some paper.

The blazing flames and gas rose to the sky with a faint white smoke.

Han Jing took out six incense sticks and lit them with the ignited paper money.

Six incense candles merged, and a fire broke out on the top.

"call."

Han Jing swung gently, the fire on the incense candle went out, and the blue smoke rose.

"Dog."

Han Jing called out.

"Um."

Han Jing divided the incense candles in her hand into three pieces and said, "Can you be with me?"

Jiang Chengwen paused and said, "We have to wait until we get married, right?"

He actually violated the rules when he could see him. After all, Han Jing has never had any schoolmates. Among the rules of the older generation, he was just an outsider.

Han Jing said, "Grandpa won't care."

Jiang Chengwen thought for a while and fell silent.

Han Jing looked at him and waited for his reply.

Seeing that Jiang Chengwen seemed a little embarrassed, she said, "If it doesn't work, then forget it."

"Give it to me."

Jiang Chengwen took the incense from her hand and said, "Although according to the rules, I shouldn't, I think he would be very happy if he could receive my incense."

Han Jing smiled.

Two people stood in front of grandpa's grave holding incense and candles.

Han Jing said, "Grandpa, I'm going to get married."

Han Jing took a deep breath and turned to look at Jiang Chengwen.

"It's not bad."

Jiang Chengwen held an incense and candle in front of him and said, "Jiang Chengwen, a generation of the Jiang family, came to worship him."

"I'll pay three times to bring the incense." Han Jing said.

Jiang Chengwen nodded, and then made Han Jing bow three times.

Six incense candles stand in front of the grave.

Han Jing said, "Grandpa, I specially brought him to you to burn incense. He will be my man in a while. Do you think you always say that I have grown up and no one wants it. Now it seems that what you said before is wrong."

"There are good people, they have a much better temper than me, and they also feel sorry for me. They like me and love me, but grandpa, you shouldn't like to listen to these things, so let's say something differently, I and him..."

"It should be like you were like grandma."

Han Jing looked at the small hill, and Jiang Chengwen felt her depression.

She used to be not as much as she is today.

The materialist also gradually believed in the illusory things that exist in this world.

This also means that the pain this girl had suffered had faded, and those things had also turned into gravel in her heart and no longer influenced her emotions as she did before.

This is a good thing.

Han Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and the paper money on the ground was burned out.

Thick smoke floated from the ashes of paper money.

A gust of wind blew, stirring up the paper money on the ground and turned into ashes and dispersed.

The gust of wind also stirred up Han Jing's hair on her temples.

There was a hint of relief in her expression, as if she had done something she had always wanted to do.

Give grandpa an explanation and give yourself an explanation.

Jiang Chengwen came to her side and held her hand.

Han Jing turned her head and looked at him.

While looking at each other, the two of them said nothing.

...

The smoke and dust in the ashes dissipated.

Han Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go."

"Um."
To be continued...