Xi Tongfang wanted to clean the tomb for his biological mother several times, but Cheng did not allow him to burn paper money, and even ordered the servants of the Xi family to stare at him.

In order not to make her mother angry, Xi Tongfang did not dare to disobey her.

Therefore, every year during the Qingming Festival, Xi Tongfang and Ruan tribes always shouted the name of Lu's family and burned some paper money and ingots for Lu's family in their own yard.

This year, the second house broke up with the big house, and the second house decided not to visit the grave with the big house anymore.

Xi Tongfang also decided to go to Lu's grave to burn paper money and ingots, bring offerings and tools to clean the grave for Lu's grave. He could not let his biological mother's grave look like a lonely grave that no one cared about.

"Although I haven't bought a big house this year, my mother has bought a lot of paper money. I have bought the one from your aunt." Ruan said, "Your aunt has passed away for many years, and our family has not carefully burned some paper money for her. This year we will burn what we owe over the years for your aunt to use together."

In addition to grandpa and aunt, there are also ancestors of the Xi family. Together, they have to fold four or five baskets of ingots and two large baskets of paper money, which is really a lot.

"Your father said, let us leave some gold and silver paper, and when he comes back to fold it in the evening, he will personally fold the ingots for your aunt." After a pause, Ruan said again.

Xi Feng smiled, "Then I will only put a stack of gold and silver paper aside and fold it for my father. I will also give it some ingots for my aunt. I will put these I have to put them in a separate way and cook them for my aunt tomorrow."

"Put a basket yourself." Ruan Shi said, thinking for a while, and instructed Mrs. Xu to get a few more baskets, and put a basket yourself with the ingots that Xi Feng folded.

The ingots that Ruan’s made were occasionally thrown into the basket of Xifeng.

The people from the second wife of the Xi family were busy preparing things for tomorrow's Qingming Festival, while the people from the Xi family were looking for stolen property, and no one cared about the things to use tomorrow's Qingming Festival.

The next morning, Xi Tonglinzhao sent his teacher Agen to the second bedroom to get the items for the grave in the same past year. But not long after, Agen came back, and the carriage was empty.

"Master, it's not good. The door of the second bedroom is locked. The second master's family has gone to the ancestral grave." Agen jumped out of the carriage and ran into the lobby, reporting to Xi Tonglin.

"What?" Xi Tonglin was angry, "Before we set off, Xi Tongfang actually dared to go first. Where are the items to visit the graves? Did he stay there?"

"Master... this was taken away by the second master." Everyone went to the grave, how could the things be left for the eldest master?

Xi Tonglin's face turned pale, "He is so brave. I am the eldest son of the Xi family. He is a concubine. If he dares to go to the grave in front of me, he will rebel against him."

"Master, the eldest and second houses have long been separated." Agen timidly reminded Xi Tonglin.

After so many years of separation, the big house has been bullying the second house. They are used to bullying. They think that the second house is the slave of the big house, and the big house does whatever it wants. There is no resistance. Everything is taken for granted. They ignore the two houses at all and have long been separated.

Now that Agen reminded him, Xi Tonglin was extremely angry, roared, "What's the matter with the separation? After the separation, Xi Tongfang must also listen to me."

"Master, the family has been separated. The second wife goes to the grave by herself. If you don't violate the family rules, no one can tell him anything." Agen reminded again.
Chapter completed!