sbdcsierra Chapter 1273 Extra Old Man 4
Chapter 1273 Extra Old Man 4
During the feast, the villagers brought the woman's family along. The family sat in an inconspicuous corner, wolfing down their food. As they ate, they said, "Eat more, eat more. There won't be another feast like this after this one."
Although the old man was eating, he would glance over there from time to time. Compared with what he remembered, the old woman was very old, and there was no trace of her youth left.
Never mind, what’s past is past.
By the time we finished the meal, it was already afternoon.
Everyone was reluctant to leave and pulled the old man together to reminisce about the past and their childhood.
But to be honest, he left home when he was eight years old, and the few memories he had of this place were all about being cold, hungry, being beaten, scolded, and having endless work to do. As for other memories, he had very few.
He didn't have much to remember.
After the meal, the pots and pans placed at the door of the old house were cleaned up. Everything was almost the same as when I first arrived.
The only difference is that the grass is gone and the ground has been trampled flat, but it won't be long before it returns to its original state.
Zhou Guo looked at the people behind him, who were still waving reluctantly even as they moved away, and asked the old man, "Master, are you really not going to build the old house?"
"No need." The old man said without thinking: "I am so old, I can only live for a few years. After this house is built, can you still live in it? Don't waste this money."
Zhou Guo nodded, "Okay, then let's go burn some paper on the graves of our ancestors and then we'll go back."
The Zhao family’s ancestral tomb is halfway up the mountain. You can’t get there directly, so you have to rely on manpower to walk up there.
Zhou Guo supported the old man and walked in front, and the people behind them were carrying a bunch of things, including paper money and offerings, several large loads.
The grave was vaguely visible among the weeds, and on top of it stood a tree thicker than a wrist. No one knew how many years it had been growing.
If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that there is a cemetery inside.
Zhou Guo asked uncertainly: "Master, are you sure it is here? Is that the home of my ancestors?"
The old man sighed, "Yes, but no one has visited the grave for many years, and the gravesite is no longer visible."
The tone is particularly vicissitudes.
He hadn't been back for so many years, but he didn't expect that Zhao Hulu had passed away sometime in the year. After he left, no one came to the cemetery anymore, and it has been unattended for so many years.
I wonder if the ancestors of the Zhao family would scold him for being unfilial in the underworld?
Zhou Guo took the lead and started clearing the surrounding weeds and trees with his men.
Seeing how enthusiastically she worked, the old man opened his mouth and said, "Let them do it. How can you, a prince, do these things?"
Zhou Guo said: "Although I am a prince, I am also your disciple. The people lying in these graves are my ancestors. What's wrong with me showing my filial piety?"
The old man was speechless. He picked up a knife and went to the grave himself to cut off all the weeds and small trees on the grave.
Although no one has visited the grave in recent years, the stones used to build the grave are still in good condition and have not collapsed. The weeds have been cut cleanly, and all we have to do is add some soil on the grave.
The Zhao family's ancestral tombs are all in this area. With so many people, it only took them half an hour to clear out the cemetery.
The old man took Zhou Guo to each grave and just burned some paper. He didn't even let Zhou Guo kowtow, he did it all by himself.
He didn't know when he would be able to come back after this departure. He was old and could no longer run. He estimated that he would spend the rest of his life in Prince Yan's Mansion.
It was almost dark when the group went down the mountain.
The old man fulfilled this wish that had been in his heart for a long time, and he felt much more relieved all of a sudden. He didn't have more than two years left to live, and when he went to the underworld and met his parents in the future, he would not be so embarrassed.
Zhou Guo comforted him, "Master, don't worry. Now that I know where the Zhao family's ancestral tomb is, I will come to visit the tomb every year. If I don't have time, I will ask someone to come."
Just like the Zhou family, when they really don’t have time to go back, they send someone to go. The money is given by them, and according to everyone, the people below can receive it.
The old man said, "You don't need to worry so much. It seems that this branch of my Zhao family will be extinct. You can worship in this life, and in the next life and the next life, but after a hundred years, the lineage will eventually be cut off. Besides, the dead are dead, and doing these things will only make us living people feel better."
"That may not be the case." Zhou Guo muttered. If the person is dead, then how did she get here?
What are those things from her past life in her mind?
Could it be that she has a very sharp brain and is just imagining things?
The old man was amused when he heard her mumbling, "Why are you different from others? Other children don't really believe in this either. It's only when people get older that people like us start to believe in it. Why do you believe in this more than us old people?"
Zhou Guo said: "Were we not taught to offer sacrifices, make offerings and sweep graves since we were young? Wasn't that taught to us since we were young?"
The old man stopped talking. He was in his fifties when he met Zhou Guo. He left home at the age of eight when he knew nothing. He wandered around the world all his life without being taught by anyone. He probably didn't know as much about these things as Zhou Guo.
Soon, they returned to the capital.
Zhou Suli and Li Laidu have just married and will soon have children. Zhou Mai and others have already had several children. The Zhou family now has a lot of people.
There were crowds of people in every room.
The old man simply moved to Prince Yan's Mansion and lived with Zhou Guo. Zhou Dacai and Li also came to stay from time to time.
Zhou Guo lives in the Prince of Yan's Mansion, and she has no old people above her, so she can live however she wants and is very happy every day.
The old man also lived a good life. The master and apprentice were only free to sit down and have meals together in the evening. Sometimes Zhou Guo was not free at night, and they might not see each other for the whole day.
That day, the master and the disciple were busy with their own things.
The old man went out to drink tea, listen to books, watch plays, play chess with others, and visit Zhou's house. He had a rosy face all day long and you couldn't tell at all that he was in his sixties.
Zhou Guo was very busy every day. When he had dinner with him, he saw his rosy face and said with a smile, "Master, you said that you will not live for another two years because of your age. I think you can live for another twenty years."
The old man waved his hands and said, "No, I don't have that energy anymore. When I was young, it was no big deal to not sleep for a few days. Now I can't do that. If I stay up all night, I can't go out the next day. It wasn't like this when I was young. Isn't this getting old?"
He has some martial arts skills and was very strong in his early years, but it is obvious that he is getting weaker and weaker in recent years.
Zhou Guo smiled and said, "Don't worry about staying up late. It gives me a headache too. Doctor Li will come to check your pulse once a month. Just have fun and don't think about these things. I guarantee you will live a long life."
The old man nodded with a smile, "Such a good life, I don't want to live a few more years, otherwise it will be a big loss, right?"
……
The old man lived to be eighty years old. In the last few years, he got bored of living in the capital, so he returned to the north and spent two years there. After running around outside for two years, he got tired and finally closed his eyes forever in Cangshan Village in the north.
People from several nearby villages came to see them off.
Half of the people in the village know the old man. It is a blessing for him to live to such an old age.
Before he died, he left everything under his name to Zhou Guo, his little apprentice.
He also told her to burn his old bones and scatter his ashes when he died. He had been wandering for most of his life and finally didn't want to be buried in one place.
This year, Zhou Guo was thirty-eight years old.