Chapter 304: Tomb Sweeping! 【2】

Yang Ming finished the party.

When he returned to the room of Weilongwu, Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong came over in a hurry. They knew that Yang Ming had been out all day to worship his ancestors.

Now Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong felt sorry for Yang Ming.

"Master, let me see your feet."

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong felt even more distressed when they saw that some parts of Yang Ming's feet were bleeding.

"Master, you see it's bleeding."

"It seems that I'm still too delicate and smooth."

Today, Yang Ming saw many children who were several years old following him to watch the fun, and many of them even ran without wearing shoes, and they were fine.

"Master, are you going to participate in the tomb sweeping tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and both."

"Can I not go?"

"Of course not. This time, coming back to sweep the tombs and worship the ancestors is a very important part. This represents my sincerity and respect and awe for the ancestors!"

Can Yang Ming not go?

Of course.

If he doesn't want to go, others won't force him.

Yang Ming thought, if he couldn't even handle these difficulties, how could he survive when he encountered more difficult things in his business empire in the future?

Along the way, many villagers took care of him.

With the help of Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, he took a bath and took medicine to disinfect and stop the bleeding of the wound.

As night fell, Yang Ming rested alone in the room.

. . .

Early the next morning.

Yang Ming heard a knock on the door.

Yang Ming got up and found that it was Yang Shuhai.

Yang Shuhai already knew Yang Ming's situation, but he admired Yang Ming even more.

"Mr. Yang, are you still going with us to sweep the graves today?"

Today, we mainly went to sweep the graves of Grandfather Lie, Grandfather Tian, ​​and Great-grandfather, which also took a whole day. Considering Yang Ming's physical condition, Yang Shuhai felt that Yang Ming could not go, and Yang Jirong could go by himself.

"Cousin, of course I have to go."

Yang Ming got up and washed up.

He came to the dining place, had breakfast with everyone, and started to sweep the graves of Grandfather Lie.

In this way.

It was about the same as yesterday.

It took a whole day.

It was past six in the evening, and it was very dark before they returned to the Weilong House to finish dinner.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong saw that the young master's feet seemed to have a lot more scars today.

. . .

January 11, 1979.

Today is the third day of tomb sweeping.

The first two days, tomb sweeping was quite urgent.

Today there are also the graves of Yang Jirong's great-grandfather, great-grandmother, grandfather, grandmother, and Yang Jirong's parents.

These graves are not too far from Sanjiaotang, but they are more important.

Yang Ming still participated.

This really impressed Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang. They knew that Mr. Yang could stand up and walk, but he couldn't walk normally like ordinary people.

For three consecutive days, Yang Ming actually participated in this tomb sweeping ceremony in person.

They felt that Yang Ming's success really had nothing to do with the Yang family's Feng Shui. On the contrary, as Yang Ming said, the best Feng Shui is himself.

When they came to the last place to sweep the graves, that is, the graves of Yang Jirong's father Yang Shuquan and mother Zhou.

Yang Ming came here for the first time.

He saw that the graves here were just like mounds of earth, which was completely different from the well-preserved white graves he had seen before.

It should be that Yang Jirong's brothers were too poor before and could not build a larger grave for their parents.

Yang Ming himself did not know anything about Feng Shui. He came here just because he thought that the graves here were not too far from Sanjiaotang, maybe less than a thousand meters away.

Standing here, you can look at Sanjiaotang and even the dragon house.

According to the Feng Shui master invited at that time, he should think that such a Feng Shui layout is very good.

However, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang told him that they had followed him to see the Yang family's graves, and the Feng Shui was very ordinary.

Yang Jirong originally wanted to move his parents' graves, but moving graves is more complicated than sweeping graves. Now Yang Jirong has given up the plan to move his parents' graves.

Even so, this place must be renovated, including using cement and bricks for protection, so that no more weeds will grow around the cemetery.

Yang Ming stood here, looking at the cemetery of his grandpa and grandma, Yang Ming still had some feelings.

"Mr. Yang, we can start."

The old man of the Yang family came over and said to Yang Ming.

"Old Yang, as long as my father thinks it's okay." Yang Ming said.

This place is similar to the cemetery for worshiping other ancestors, but for Yang Ming and Yang Jirong, this is the cemetery of the closest relatives, and they pay more attention to it.

In addition to the many circles of firecrackers around, there are more paper money burned. When Yang Haiquan was alive, Yang Jirong sneaked to Hong Kong to develop. He had many children and should have been very concerned about Yang Jirong.

After Yang Jirong left his hometown and went to Hong Kong, he could still contact through letters in the 1950s. Later, he didn't know the situation in his hometown at all. Now facing his parents in the cemetery here, Yang Jirong knelt there and cried loudly.

Yang Jirong really felt sorry for his parents.

Back then, the family was really too poor. There was no other way. With so many brothers and sisters, they could not eat enough and even be single. Yang Jirong wanted to change the family, so he sneaked into Hong Kong with villagers from the next village to live with his uncle.

Now, when Yang Jirong and his wife, and even his son Yang Ming, are making a name for themselves in Hong Kong, their parents have long gone their separate ways.

"Dad, Mom, I finally came back from Hong Kong with my wife Li Yufang and son Yang Ming to see you."

. . .

"Dad, Mom, when you were alive, I couldn't let you enjoy a day of happiness. This is the most sorry thing I have done to you in my life."

Yang Jirong cried and said.

This was also his first time to come to the cemetery.

When he saw his parents more than 20 years ago, and now there were only these two small mounds, he suppressed his feelings for more than 20 years, and finally vented them at this moment.

Yang Ming and Li Yufang knelt behind him and kept watching.

Other Yang clan members around were also watching.

Yang Jirong cried for almost half an hour.

The old man of the Yang clan began to read his eulogy. After the old man finished reading and burned the eulogy, the sound of firecrackers around began to sound.

In addition to setting off many firecrackers, there were also those incense paper money.

Yang Jirong and his wife knew that they had not received filial piety from Yang Jirong and his wife when they were alive. Now that they have been gone for so many years, the only thing they can do now is to burn more incense and paper money for their parents in another world.

This worship and tomb sweeping lasted until after six o'clock in the evening.

It was finally over.

Many villagers extinguished some sparks that had not yet burned to prevent fires. Yang Ming bowed respectfully to the graves of his grandparents and left with his parents.

However, he seemed to feel something looking at him from behind. Yang Ming did not dare to look back and hurriedly followed his parents and others to leave.

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