Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Little Pei looked down and saw the pig's blood holding her ankle, looking very happy.

"Wow! It really is! Don't look at it, it's covered in blood and it's so scary!"

Waiya crossed her arms and her body suddenly relaxed. One leg was bent and the other was straight. She just looked at her speechlessly with her lips pursed.

The child humbly asked, "What went wrong?"

"You smiled, but you didn't run away."

If it was really scary, she wouldn't be standing there stupidly talking to her about this and that.

"It's so scary and bloody~" Waiya said sarcastically, imitating the look of a child covering his mouth in fear.

The child looked at her pretentious appearance, stamped his feet and said dissatisfiedly: "I am not like that!"

Waiya bared her teeth and claws: "I'm not like that~"

"Hmph! A smart imitator!"

Not only did he fail to play a trick on others, but he was also laughed at. The child pouted in frustration.

Waiya even imitated this, shaking her head and putting her hands on her hips: "Humph! Imitating others!"

The angry child chased her and beat her. Waiya ran very fast, making faces from time to time.

Finally, the child angrily pulled the pig's ears to vent his anger.

It's the fastest one!

The chickens, ducks and geese started eating the weeds on the grave, but the two children didn't care too much and were still playing and fighting.

When they got tired of fussing, they slowly continued their search. They couldn't see all the graves in a short time. It was getting late, so they had to go back. It took them two more days to finally see them all. The child said with certainty, "There is no one named Miao Xianglan. There are two Liu Miaos. One died in the fourth year of Tianyou, and the other one is hard to identify, but her tablet was set up by her son."

The fourth year of Tianyou, it has been more than 30 years since then.

The child was born in the 35th year of Tianyou, and the previous emperor died in the 37th year of Tianyou. The reign title was changed the following year, and now it is the 6th year of Tianji.

Waiya really wants to be the older sister, and she is indeed the older sister. She is two years older than the child. She was born in the first month of the thirty-third year of Tianji, and is already eleven years old. She just looks young. But she died in the fourth year of Tianyou, so there is no way she can be her mother.

"How could there be none?" Waiya lowered her head sadly, but soon her anger returned. "Could it be that the old man didn't even erect a tombstone for my mother? He didn't even ask someone to write a wooden plaque?"

There are such graves.

But there is really no need.

"Grandpa Village Chief doesn't charge for writing."

The old village chief doesn't know many words, but he can still help the villagers write their names. If all else fails, he can copy the household registration form.

It's just a waste of paper, and my family will nag a few words, but death is the greatest thing, so they won't say anything too harsh. The more sensible ones will bring some things when they go to ask for help, such as two eggs and a bunch of vegetables, which is at least a token of their thoughtfulness.

Those who are wealthier will simply hire someone to make a stone tablet.

The child thought of this and clapped his hands, saying, "The burial sites must be divided. The village chief must know where your mother is buried."

According to the law, the dead cannot be buried randomly. Unowned land must be reported to the government and purchased at the price of wasteland. If there is an owner, the matter can be discussed directly with the owner. The body cannot be buried in fertile fields or in places where people live.

However, no one cared about them at all, and most of the villagers didn't know about this law. So they just followed their own ideas and found a hillside. The unreliable witches and fortune tellers said it was good, so they started burying people there.

Before burying the body, they went to the village chief to ask if there was any vacant land. The village chief walked with them to the hillside and pointed out a place for them.

Whether to erect a monument is a family's business, but if someone buries the body randomly, the villagers will have opinions. If they occupy the land that others want to share, it may lead to enmity. Therefore, before burying the body, they must go to the village chief to ask.

The village chief also has a booklet specifically used to record this matter.

When Liu Tongsheng and Liu Lianhua died, it was also the place where they were divided. The child following the crowd saw him flipping through the booklet, looking at the hillside from time to time, and finally he chose a good place. He licked the ink on the pen and wrote it down.

Waiya had never seen the village chief's book, but she knew the village rules. When the child mentioned it, she remembered: "That's the village chief. Will he pay attention to us?"

Waiya was afraid of the village chief in his heart, just like he was afraid of the county magistrate. He would take a look out of curiosity, but would never get close to him.

The child was unsure: "I think so. He looks quite kind."

At first glance, I couldn't really tell what was wrong. Waiya even nodded along, then realized:

"What's the point of looking nice?"

Waiya was not one to judge by appearances, and she had told him when the county magistrate came that one of her eyes was damaged, and now there was a blood-red spot in it, making the other eye that was not damaged a little blurry, and she couldn't see clearly.

The child was at a loss for words: "Don't worry about that. What's the fear of asking? If you don't want to go, forget it."

Pei Xiaohai didn’t care. She wanted to go back to the valley on the other side of the hillside. Those flying balls were so interesting.

It took two days of effort, it would be a shame to give up, but Waiya still went.

The child brought a group of chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and cats with her. In fact, she should have driven them back to Liu's house, but she really didn't want to see Liu Renben and Pei Zhu.

So the old village chief was sitting on a recliner, basking in the sun with his eyes swaying sleepily, when a fluffy cat suddenly jumped onto his legs, put its paws on his chest, and meowed at him.

The old village chief didn't think much of it. He rubbed the ugly cat head and asked in a strangled voice, "Oh, who are you? You're so fat, why are you looking for me? There's no fish to eat here."

Pumpkin meowed and nudged his chin with his head. The old village chief changed his tone and said, "That's not to say there aren't any. Why don't you come with me to the river to fish? If you do, just meow."

Pumpkin: “Meow~”

The old village chief stood up with great joy: "You are quite smart, let's go..."

Didn't move around.

There were chickens, ducks and geese all around, a pig in front, and two dumbfounded children squatting on the left and right.

Pei Xiaohai and Waiya were ready to run away the moment Pumpkin jumped up, but they didn't expect that the village chief would start chatting with the cat in a hoarse voice.

The village chief hadn't expected these things to be so quiet that he didn't even notice someone coming in, and he was embarrassed: ...

"Are you... in trouble?" After all, he was the village chief, his face flushed, but he still hadn't forgotten the important matter.

Waiya: "I want to find my mother."

Child: "I'll accompany her to find her mother."

Old village chief: Do you want to look for him at his house?

The two children explained their purpose one by one. The old village chief could no longer farm the land this year and was bored, so he went into the house, took out the booklet and started looking through it.

The child and Waiya stood on tiptoe and tilted their heads to look at it. There were things written on it that no one could understand, with big circles and small circles, big circles within small circles, and big circles pasted onto big circles.

The village chief flipped through a few pages and pointed to one of the circles and said with certainty, "That's right, Liu Miaoshi, your mother is here."

Next to the circle was a character called "Liu," along with a few thin lines of ink. Little Pei pointed at the line and figured out its meaning: "Is this Miao?"

Old village chief:!

"Kid, you understand me!"

As for the seedlings, just draw some grass.

As for Liu, you have to take the trouble to remember it, as there are many people with this surname in the village.

Pei Xiaohai said modestly, "No, no, your drawing is more like it."

Waiya was confused: Does it look alike?

The old village chief also thought it was similar and sighed, "I think so too. It's a pity that others are not as smart as you and can't understand it."

The child grinned so hard that his eyes curved: "No, no, I'm not very smart either."

Waiya: ...

Waiya squinted her eyes and studied hard for a long time: That’s right…

She still couldn't understand, but that was not her problem.

Especially when children guessed that the owner of the tomb next to it was surnamed Qian.

Waiya became even more certain that there was nothing wrong with her. Who could see money from a pitch-black ink dot?