Ball Ball Cultivation

"Sister, August 15th is coming soon. Do we still need to send gifts to my aunt's house?"

Qiuqiu: "If you have money, just give it to me. I don't need it."

Wen Lei: "Then I won't send it. Earning money to support my family is too tiring. I don't think I'll make any money from this project in Zhan County."

"Why are you still doing this if you can't make any money?"

"It was introduced by an old client. He bargained hard. So, the project in Yi City is still profitable, but the one in Zhan County was all included in the transportation fee."

"Then raise the price again. If it doesn't work, find a good reason to refuse."

"Well, I'd like old customers to introduce other customers. By the way, since we don't give gifts on the Mid-Autumn Festival, when should we go visit our grandparents and parents' graves?"

Qiuqiu: I have always wanted to know about the relationship between Wen Na and her living relatives, but I forgot. Those closest to her have all passed away. There may be something wrong with the ancestral grave.

Thinking of this, he quickly replied: "Go tomorrow, I will go to work the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, take Chenchen with you. Wife, think about what you need to bring."

The next day, Wen Lei didn't go out until after ten o'clock after breakfast. He drove a car worth fifty or sixty thousand yuan and took Qiuqiu and others back to his hometown to visit the graves.

It took less than an hour to drive back to my hometown, Miaoshan. It had been less than a year since my grandmother passed away, and my home looked extremely desolate.

"Sister, I'm going to buy some yellow paper and some snacks, and then I'll go to the mountain to visit the graves when I come back."

Qiuqiu checked Wen Na's memory and learned that as a daughter, she also had to buy a piece of yellow paper and offerings, which usually consisted of three or five kinds of mooncakes.

"I'll transfer a hundred dollars to you and buy my share as well."

"That's thirty at most, sister. Your errand fee is too high this time. You guys take a rest at home, open the windows and doors to ventilate. I'll carry Chenchen and leave."

Wen Lei's wife Yang Huan: "He doesn't mind the weight. How can he carry the things when he comes back with the child in his arms?"

"It's okay, you can use your hands and feet."

"Haha, isn't it the spider that uses both hands and feet?!"

Qiuqiu reminded: "There is a big spider right next to you."

What followed was an exclamation of "Ahhh".

Qiuqiu is not good at Feng Shui, but her Xu family has a part-time cultivator as an ancestor, and she has read the notes and records, so she understands the most basic things.

This old house may look fine on its own, but the overall feng shui of the entire village is problematic.

There is a mountain in the southwest of the village, a river behind the mountain, and a fairly large junior high school under the cemetery in front of the mountain.

There is a large pond in the middle of the village and a small pond to the east. There are small ditches connecting the front and back of the village, but they are blocked by the newly built road. The three water sources are not flowing, and the domestic sewage is turbid and fishy.

The school is full of literary atmosphere. With mountains and rivers blocking the way in front, it flows into the village and forms a small literary place near Wen Na's home.

And near Dashuipo, an even smaller place called Wuhui was formed.

However, with excessive quarrying in front of the mountain, the civil and military energy leaked out, and even a village clinic was built in front of the land of literature. The civil energy disappeared and was condensed into sick and dead energy.

After chatting with my second aunt-in-law, I confirmed that the son and three grandsons of the family living south of Wuhui held important positions in the army. The elders in the village joked that his family had produced a great general.

Among the five families in Wen Na's row, four have college graduates, and the worst one has a bachelor's degree. The family right behind Xiao Shuibo, whose youngest son is the same age as Wen Na, has now obtained an academician degree.

The other family did not have any college students because they had no students of school age in recent years.

These five families have each had their own problems in the past thirteen years. From east to west, the first family's eldest son was admitted to an ordinary university and settled in another place, while the seventeen-year-old youngest son died of asthma;

The second family has only one daughter, and the husband and wife are not in harmony, so they are considered to be extinct;

Wen Na's family: she is in college, her parents died of illness in middle age, and her grandparents are getting old;

When the fourth family's Wenhui land was formed, the current owner had already dropped out of school, married and had children, and the Wenhui land had already deteriorated. When he was nearly forty, his wife and children left him.

The last family is closest to Wenhui. The youngest son is already an academician, while the eldest son and his family are nowhere to be found. Now the house is basically vacant.

There is no completely good outcome. But this cannot affect my own causal relationship.

Soon, Wen Lei came back holding Chenchen, carrying two large bundles of yellow paper and two large bags of snacks: "Sister, come and pick it up quickly. It's about to fall and I can't hold it anymore."

Yang Huan quickly took his son in: "Who told you to carry him? He's so lazy. He's over three years old and doesn't want to walk. He's even too lazy to talk."

Wen Lei: "My son is not lazy. Children who speak late are smart, right?"

Qiuqiu took the things, and Wen Lei lifted his son up again, making Chenchen laugh.

"Wife, you two take care of the kids. I'll make fire paper. You can fold gold and silver ingots when you have nothing to do. Just about ten of each will do."

Qiuqiu searched Wen Na's memory and quickly found the method to fold the gold ingots: "Didn't you buy gold and silver foil?"

"There used to be some left over, in that pile of yellow paper hanging against the back wall."

Yang Huan: "Why buy more when we already have so much yellow paper at home?"

Wen Lei explained, "That was saved to burn on grandma's anniversary. It can't be used now."

Yang Huan is a girl who married from another province. She met her second aunt's son-in-law who was a long-distance transporter of fruits. Yang Huan's brother was a small boss of a fruit base in the deep mountains, which was relatively poor. He wanted to find a way out for his sister. The two of them got together and she became the wife of Wen Lei, a golden bachelor who had a car and a house and whose parents had both passed away.

"Your customs here are completely different from ours."

"You guys are very particular over there, but we have fewer rules here."

"well enough".

"During the half month of the Lunar New Year, there are so many different kinds of cooking, including New Year's greetings. It feels like I'm constantly cooking, eating, and preparing to cook."

"Isn't this the first time your son-in-law has come to my house? My mother is receiving him with great respect."

"That's your mother, isn't she also my mother? I'm here, so you don't need to receive me."

"You are such a sweet talker that my mother is completely lost because of you." Qiuqiu was silently stacking gold ingots on the side, and suddenly he was fed a handful of dog food.

While the four of them were busy, someone came in from the door. Qiuqiu saw that it was a cheerful middle-aged lady with short and neat hair.

"Wen Na, Wen Lei, Yang Huan is back with our baby. Is it time for dinner? Let's go to my house for dinner first. It won't be too late to visit your grandparents' graves in the afternoon."

Everyone rushed forward, "Third Aunt, why are you here? Come and sit down. We just came back from dinner."

The third aunt took Chenchen in, couldn't let go, and her eyes were full of love.

"Wen Lei went to the supermarket to buy yellow paper, holding Chenchen. He met my neighbor on the way. She called me after seeing him, and I rushed over on my electric bike."

"We're going to the grave this afternoon. Do you want to go?"

"I'm here now, so I'll go with you guys. We're just kids who don't know anything."

Then she started urging Wen Na to have a baby. "Don't learn from those fools. What's the point of being a DINK if you don't have children? When you're old, you won't even have anyone to serve you tea and water. Have one while you're still young. Our family doesn't favor boys over girls. Your grandfather has four daughters and one son, and he never said anything harsh about his daughters. Feng Feng is also good to you. He even said he wanted a daughter last time."