Le Xiaololi coaxed the little fox and ran away again, rushing back to the fields behind Jiudaomei Village to exchange jobs with the little fox.
The little fox sent the little girl home and sighed. After working hard for most of the night, the fox was exhausted!
Returning to the bedroom, Mr. Le Xiao sent the little fox back to the star core space. He helped the little fox take off his disguised rat skin, then fetched water for him to bathe, washed the little cutie with fragrance, and then gave him an emerald stone and held it in his hands.
Kissed him wildly and then let him sleep.
The little fox, who received another sweet kiss, had a silly and happy meal, and then rushed back to the table in the corridor of the wooden palace room, holding his own snacks and gnawing away.
Classmate Le Xiao gave snacks to the little fox, went to take a bath himself, washed and dried his clothes, and then dried his hair with infuriating energy before leaving the star core world.
Returning to the bedroom, he looked at the little Huihui who was sitting on the bed as a guardian beast for his little brother. He picked it up and kissed it. After kissing the little cutie until he fainted, he sent it back to the star core space. He lay down to sleep with his little brother.
Mr. Le Xiao slept for about an hour and woke up on time at five o'clock. Then he dug his younger brother out of the warm bed and supervised him to practice for an hour. Then he went to the roof of the south building to practice plum blossoms and darts.
After the Cold Food Festival, Mr. Yi naturally lifted the ban and boiled water to make a pot of tea. He and Mr. Yan took the teapot to the roof of the building and drank tea while watching the little girl teach his young disciple the exercises.
Le's dad, Zhou Qiufeng, gets up around 5:30 to make breakfast as usual. When it breaks, Le's dad goes out to observe the weather that day.
Dad Le looked at the sky and returned to the kitchen, feeling a little tired: "The clouds didn't look like it was going to rain yesterday, but now it looks dark and heavy. It feels like there will be heavy rain today."
"It rains when it rains. It's normal for it to rain during Qingming Festival." Zhou Qiufeng was surprised. Raining during Qingming Festival is a common occurrence. Raining during Qingming Festival this year is nothing to be surprised about.
"Lele also said yesterday that it won't rain in three days." Lele's father muttered in a low voice. Lele used to say that if there is rain, it will rain. She said that if it doesn't rain, it really won't rain. This time it doesn't seem to work.
Zhou Qiufeng reacted: "Are you afraid that if it rains today, people will think that Lele's words are inaccurate?"
Dad Le didn't say anything, his expression was just like that.
"You're worried for nothing. Even the weather station can't measure it accurately. Lele is not a weather station that specializes in measuring weather. Isn't it normal for it to be inaccurate?"
"That's right." Dad Le was comforted by his wife. After thinking about it, he thought it was right. He immediately changed from a sad face to a cheerful one, and he no longer had any worries.
Not only did Le's father find it strange, but Yan Lao, who was on the roof of the building, was also very puzzled after looking at the sky. He looked at the clouds and sky yesterday evening, indicating that it would be sunny the next day, but why was the sky completely different in the morning?
It was dark and oppressive, just like every time there is a storm in the coastal areas.
Le Yun also couldn't figure it out. Whether it was observing the clouds at night or analyzing the moisture content in the air, it was not a sign of rain. How could the weather suddenly change?
She couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and taught her younger brother Qinggong and darts with peace of mind.
In fact, not only the young and old of the Le family were surprised, but the people in the market were also extremely puzzled. The weather forecast for tomorrow said it would be sunny, and they also emphasized that people should pay attention to fire hazards during Qingming tomb sweeping. As a result, when we woke up in the morning, the sky was so cloudy that it looked like a heavy rainstorm was coming.
No matter what, those who were going to visit the graves still prepared as scheduled. Some people wanted to take advantage of the lack of rain to visit the graves, so they set out extra early.
After having breakfast, Le's father, Zhou Qiufeng, put the things he needed to go up the mountain to sweep the tomb into a basket on his back. He also caught two big red roosters in captivity and put their feet and wings in them, and also put them in a basket on his back.
The Le family only waited for a while. Village chief Zhou Papi and others also arrived. After meeting Grandma Zhou, they set off to the back mountain together.
The Cao sisters also arrived at Grandma Zhou's house in the morning and followed their mother to visit the graves of the Zhou elders.
The Lejia Zhou family set out neither early nor late. Many people from Meicun and neighboring villages also set out to worship the mountain. Those who had cars, no matter what kind of car they were, and those who could drive to the foot of the back mountain, drove them. Some rode motorcycles, and some
Some were driving tractors, some were plowing vehicles, and some were walking. The crowds on the road were moving like a swarm of ants.
Le's father and Zhou Ge Zhou Papi drove an electric tricycle. The Zhou family also had two electric tricycles, and there were more than a dozen people riding motorcycles to take people with them. The procession was quite spectacular.
At the foot of the mountain, everyone parked their cars and walked up the mountain.
Le Yun sat with her brother on her neck and took her to climb the mountain.
Li Zhao also went to visit the grave with the Le family, and he was envious when he saw the little girl doting on her younger brother. Sure enough, good sisters all belong to other people's families!
Leshan only let her sister lead her for a part of the climb and walked firmly on her own.
Zhou Jiale's family climbed halfway up the mountain and separated.
The four members of the Le family and Mr. Li took a small walk, first to pay homage to the Le family's great-grandfather, great-aunt, and aunt, and then to pay homage to the Le family's grandparents.
When the young and old of the Le family paid homage to their ancestors, Li Zhao also offered a stick of incense to the elders of the Le family. Leshan was his younger brother, so it was appropriate for him to offer incense to the ancestors of the Le family.
After paying homage to grandma, Xiao Le made a small pile of stones not far from grandpa’s grave and marked the plot of land first.
The pile of Lei stones belongs to the Biaoyin cemetery and is a local custom. If someone is looking for a cemetery in the future, they will know that the land has been booked when they see the small pile of stones, and they will look for another Feng Shui treasure.
"Lele, what are you doing with this?" Lele's father was frightened when he saw the child smashing into a pile of rocks.
"No matter what, this place will be reserved for my aunt first. If I can't find my aunt in the future, I will build a place for my aunt and let her accompany my grandparents to comfort the two elders." Le Yun lowered her eyebrows and stood on the pile of stones.
I burned a handful of paper money in front of me.
"Lele is right." Lele's father took a moment to agree before saying that his sister, whom he had never seen before, disappeared and there was no news about her, which was also a worry for his parents.
Zhou Qiufeng also knows that Yueqing has a sister. Nowadays, no one knows where her sister-in-law is, and older people can only sigh when they mention her.
After paying homage to the close relatives and elders of the Le family, and then going to visit the graves of Grandma Le’s parents, and then going to pay homage to Le Shan’s grandfather, the Le family and the rest went down the mountain to go home.
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When Dad Le and others returned home, it was still dark, and it felt like the sky was getting lower and would soon fall over our heads.
The gloomy sky makes people feel nervous.
While most of them were busy sweeping the graves, Huang Maode, Huang Maogao, and Huang Maocheng had not noticed that their children were missing. They didn't see their children getting up in the morning and didn't care, thinking that because of the holiday, the children were sleeping in.
The three brothers each had breakfast. Someone who was going to take the child to visit the grave of their grandfather's family called the child but got no response. They felt a little angry but did not force it. The couple set off on their own.
People who don't sweep graves will not bother their children, and will either be busy with their own business or go shopping for groceries.
Huang San's husband found out that his wife was not at home in the morning. He thought that she was in a hurry and went back to Shishi with her brothers and sister-in-law to sweep the graves, so he did not look for her.
None of the Huang brothers and sisters found out that any of their family members were missing, so naturally the world was peaceful.
Huang Zhichang, who was sitting in his hometown, got up early in the morning, had breakfast, and went with Mr. Weng to see the master of metaphysics invited by Mr. Weng.
The master of metaphysics whom Mr. Weng knew promised to give the Huang family Feng Shui advice, but he firmly refused to stay at the Huang family. He arrived at Shishi the day before and checked into a hotel.
Mr. Weng and Mr. Xuanxue made an appointment for a meeting place, and rushed to the place with the head of the Huang family, where they also met the person.
The master of metaphysics, Mr. Sansuan, is an old man who looks to be in his seventies. His facial features and height are ordinary. He wears a black windbreaker with a semi-old spring and autumn style, and carries a semi-new backpack.
When Mr. Weng saw someone, he said a few polite words to Mr. Sansuan before introducing the two of them.
Huang Zhichang clasped his fists politely: "Master, you have come all the way here, and Huang can't thank you enough. If you have neglected me in any way, please don't blame me."
"Mr. Huang, you're welcome." Mr. Sansuan nodded and looked at Mr. Weng: "Brother Weng, should we leave now, or should we wait a little longer?"
"Mr. Huang, why don't we go now? Going late will be too crowded and inconvenient." Mr. Weng also knew that Mr. Sansuan did not want to act together with the Huang family's troops.
Huang Zhichang naturally listened to the master of metaphysics and called a taxi to take him to the grave.
The taxi dropped the person at the foot of the cemetery and returned to the city in a flash.
His son was not accompanying him, and no one from the family was present. Huang Zhichang took Mr. Weng and the master of metaphysics to climb the mountain by himself.
Mr. Weng and Mr. Sansuan are both practitioners. They are in excellent health and can climb mountains as easily as walking on flat ground. However, Huang Zhichang suffered several blows and his body collapsed. He was out of breath after only climbing a short distance.
Mr. Weng and Mr. Sansuan were afraid that the head of the Huang family would not be able to catch his breath and eat vegetables, so they crawled slowly with him, walking and resting for a while. It took about an hour to climb to the cemetery of the ancestors of the Huang family.
When he arrived at the end of the field, Mr. Sansuan looked at the mountain to find the dragon's veins. After looking for a while, he took out the compass, a must-have magic weapon for metaphysics, from his backpack. When he held the compass, his heart sank.
The compass needle didn't move at all!
Mr. Sansuan didn't believe in evil and fiddled with it for a while, but the result was still the same. No matter which way he was facing, the compass needle seemed to have roots and was firmly fixed there.
Mr. Sansuan left the Huang family's ancestral grave with the compass in his hand and went to a far away place. He found that the compass needle had returned to normal.
If the pointer moves, it means the compass is not broken.
He held the compass and walked towards the Huang family cemetery. When he walked not far from the Huang family ancestor's cemetery, the compass needle stopped again.
Mr. Sansuan suddenly shed a cold sweat. He wiped away the sweat calmly, immediately stuffed the magic weapon into his backpack and walked to Mr. Weng: "Brother Weng, let's go down the mountain."
Huang Zhichang had been secretly watching the master of metaphysics. When he saw him carrying the compass and going elsewhere, a string in his heart was pulled. When he saw that he didn't say anything and only talked about going down the mountain, he immediately ran over and asked urgently: "Master, is there anything wrong?"
OK?"
Mr. Sansuan shook his hand and refused to answer. Not only was it inappropriate, the Huang family clearly knew that a disaster was coming!
Mr. Weng guessed that there must be a problem and agreed: "Okay, Brother Sansuan has seen it, and we will go down the mountain. Should Mr. Huang wait for the juniors to pay homage to their ancestors before going back, or should we go down the mountain together?"
"You two and I will go back first." Huang Zhichang also guessed that there must be something wrong. The master of metaphysics refused to say it, so it must be because the money was not in place.
While he answered, he picked up his backpack, went down the mountain with the two guests, and repeatedly asked the master of metaphysics to visit the Huang Family Ancestral Hall.
Mr. Sansuan didn't want to go to Huang's house, but because of Mr. Weng's face, he reluctantly agreed to go.
Many grave sweepers also arrived at the tomb, including both men and women. The owner of the Huang family was also there. To avoid suspicion, Mr. Weng did not mention a word about the feng shui of the Huang family's ancestral tombs.
The three of them walked to the foot of the mountain, and the Huang family's tomb-sweeping team also arrived.
Huang Zhichang asked a junior of the Huang family to drive him and the two guests back to the family residence, and then he led the master of metaphysics to the family ancestral hall.
Mr. Sansuan took out his compass after getting off the car and observed it while walking. The compass pointer kept changing as people moved. When he walked outside the Huang family ancestral hall, the compass pointer stopped again.
Mr. Sansuan felt a thump in his heart and quietly covered the compass.
Huang Zhichang climbed up the steps in front of the first door of the ancestral hall courtyard wall, unlocked the door, pushed open the door into the ancestral hall, and turned on the lights.
The sky was originally so gloomy that it made people feel very stuffy. When the door was pushed open, the door opening looked like a monster opening its mouth, as if it was about to devour people, which made people's hair stand on end.
Mr. Sansuan glanced inside the door, feeling the gloominess and retreating in his heart. However, he had already agreed, so he had to bite the bullet and go take a look.
After passing through the first hall, I looked around the Huang Family Ancestral Hall. My eyes fell on the pavilion on the left side of the entrance, and I felt as if my heart was about to jump out of my chest.
Mr. Sansuan didn't say a word and followed the Huang family owner through the courtyard and into the ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Huang family.
Mr. Weng felt uncomfortable in front of the Huang Family Ancestral Hall. If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Sansuan was invited by him, he would have made excuses and left long ago.
Huang Zhichang took the master of metaphysics into the ancestral hall and stood aside waiting for the results.
Mr. Sansuan tried to look at the compass again and found that the compass needle still did not move. He looked around in the ancestral hall and walked out again in silence.
Mr. Weng followed up in three steps.
The master of metaphysics left without saying a word. Huang Zhichang also guessed that there must be a problem, so he caught up and asked: "Master, are there any offerings in my ancestral hall that are taboo?"
Mr. Sansuan walked out of the ancestral hall and went to the courtyard outside. He looked at the pavilion that made people tremble with fear at just a glance: "What is that pavilion in the southwest suppressing?"
Huang Zhichang followed the metaphysics master's gaze and saw the soul-suppressing pavilion on the right. His heart skipped a beat and his breathing became tight: "To be honest, master, there is an ancestor in the family who is not at peace with himself. He is causing trouble to the younger generations. The family scandal cannot be tolerated."
Waiyang, out of helplessness, had no choice but to suppress him in the ancestral hall."
Mr. Sansuan glanced at the head of the Huang family, then looked at the pavilion. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He immediately looked away and swallowed what he just wanted to say.
"Mr. Huang, this young man is too ignorant to be able to do anything about your house. You should hire someone else who is wise." Mr. Sansuan suppressed his racing heart and walked out quickly.
Mr. Weng didn't know what was being suppressed in the Huang family ancestral hall, and he also wanted to inquire about the privacy of the Huang family. When Mr. Sansuan was about to leave, he asked for it and followed him quickly.
When the master of metaphysics said that there was nothing he could do, Huang Zhichang thought of someone and his expression suddenly changed. Could it be that the talisman to suppress that person failed and that person was unwilling to give in and wanted to rebel?
Is the series of unfortunate events in the Huang family also related to that person?
