477. Chapter 477 Seven and a Half Ghosts Knock on the Door Seven
After dinner, the family packed up and prepared to pay homage to the eldest brother and the third brother. Since they were of the same generation after all, and when they passed away, the Yu family had already settled in the capital, so for the time being, only these two were buried in the newly purchased ancestral grave of the Yu family.
An individual's body. As for Yu Dingshan's parents, their bodies were sent back to their hometown, so their memorial tablets can only be found in the ancestral hall.
Yu Tingxiang lost his temper early in the morning and was unwilling to go out with them. Mrs. Yu was helpless and wanted to persuade her a few more words, but because Yu Dingshan was impatient, she simply left her at home alone.
Sitting in the carriage, Yu Dingshan felt his temples throbbing and felt very uncomfortable. He frowned and looked very ugly. He simply took out the snuff bottle in his arms, put it under the tip of his nose and took a deep sniff.
A breath of coolness instantly rushed in from his nose and went straight to his forehead. A coolness seemed to flow along this breath to his limbs and bones, refreshing his spirit. Yu Dingshan felt a little more comfortable.
Then he slowly opened his eyes.
Not long after the carriage, it took a group of people to a piece of countryside not far from the capital. This is the ancestral tomb bought by the Yu family. Yu Dingshan searched for this place for a long time and determined that the feng shui was good.
They are solemnly preparing to take root here in the future, thinking that the capital will have a place for their Yu family from now on.
This land was very desolate. When the carriage arrived at the village outside, there was no way to go inside. Fortunately, after passing through a bamboo forest, not far further in, we arrived at the Yu family's ancestral grave. Yu Dingshan Shi Shiran got off the carriage.
He walked forward first. A group of servants followed behind Yu Dingshan and Mrs. Yu, carrying large and small tributes in their hands.
Not long after walking, two lonely tombs came into view.
Yu Dingshan's gaze rested firmly on Yu Dinghai's tombstone. He squinted and seemed to remember. It turned out that the so-called "cellar" where he hid in the dream was actually Yu Dinghai's grave.
And that small space is probably the coffin in the grave.
In the dream, I actually got into the coffin and closed the lid of the coffin myself.
"Humph." Yu Dingshan sneered and walked over slowly.
No one knows the truth about what happened seventeen years ago. Even Mrs. Yu, the person beside him, never knew what happened back then. Yu Dingshan walked to the tombstone and reached out to gently brush away the traces on the tombstone.
Fuchen said softly, "Brother, have you missed me recently?"
Mrs. Yu didn't notice Yu Dingshan's small movements, she just greeted the servants, moved the offering table over, and placed the tributes one by one.
"Master, burn the paper money."
Yu Dingshan was silent, but he had been talking to the tombstone in his heart for a long time. Mrs. Yu's voice pulled him back. Yu Dingshan nodded and said with a smile: "Burn it, eldest brother and third brother.
I’m afraid I’m just waiting for the money to be spent.”
A copper basin was placed in front of the two tombstones. A little oil was thrown into the basin, and a few pieces of paper were pressed on it. The servant took out a fire stick, lit a bunch of paper money and threw it into the copper basin. In an instant, the flames
Then it suddenly burned.
Yu Dingshan kept standing, reaching out to take the paper money from the servant next to him, and casually throwing it over the copper basin.
"Brother, don't blame me. My younger brother has done so many things step by step for the long-term development of the Yu family. I'm afraid you have been reincarnated a long time ago. Remember, you have to be more ruthless in your next life." Yu Dingshan said softly.
As he spoke, a strange smile slowly appeared on his lips.
