Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 145 The incident happened

The most talked-about thing among the villagers of Xinghua Village during the past three months was naturally Xu Yuzhi's wedding in mid-June.

The huge amounts of betrothal gifts and various gold and silver jewelry dazzled the villagers, and they are still often mentioned today.

At noon that day, after Song Ying caught the insects in the fields, he began to look for herbs along the mountain road. Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he had to pound glutinous rice cakes at home in the afternoon, so he could only pick some now.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Ying simply walked back with the basket on his back. When he passed by Grandma Sun's grave, he quickly cut all the weeds on the grave with his sickle.

"Oh, you are a very brave woman. You even dare to cut the grass on the grave of your grandmother Sun Sanpo!" A familiar exclamation came from above.

Song Ying looked up and saw Zhao Xiaocui and her mother Aunt Meihua, each carrying a basket of grass on the mountain path above.

"Aunt Meihua." Song Ying greeted her, scratched his head, and explained with a little embarrassment, "It's almost noon, and I'm in a hurry to go home."

"You can't go to someone else's grave to cut the grass." Aunt Meihua shook her head unhappily, "Come down quickly, or your uncle Sun will scold you to death if he finds out. This is his mother, how can you stand over her head!"

Song Ying pointed to the end of the tomb and said, "That's where the head is. Where I'm standing should be the waist."

In the burial custom of Xinghua Village, the grave is built at the position of the feet, so that daily worship is done facing the feet of the ancestors.

"Hey! You're mowing the grass, it's really weird! Is a grave a place to mow the grass? Come down here quickly!" Li's voice suddenly sounded from above.

Song Ying looked up and saw Li and Yang carrying hoes at the edge of the field above.

She couldn't help feeling a little guilty, so she jumped down from the grave and pressed the full backpack, feeling more at ease.

"Grandma, Second Aunt, why are you also..."

Before she could finish, Li said, "The sun is too strong today, so let's not do it now. We can do it again in the afternoon when it's cooler."

Aunt Meihua smiled and said, "You two, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, work so hard every day. You can't bear it anymore, right? I told you before that you don't need to work so quickly. If you get sick from sunbathing, the money you spend on medical treatment can buy four or five times as much food."

"What can we do if we don't hurry? The weather waits for no one. If we miss the season, the crops won't grow!"

Aunt Meihua, Li and Yang were walking and chatting, while Zhao Xiaocui asked Song Ying: "Aren't you afraid that Grandma Sun will come to you in your dreams at night?"

Song Ying pursed her lips. She was of course a little scared, but there were herbs she had picked in her backpack, so she had to use some grass as a cover. There was no more weeds further down the road.

The group went down the mountain and soon entered the village. From afar, they saw many people sitting in front of the village chief's house, and there were many backpacks on the ground.

From a distance, Aunt Meihua shouted jokingly, "Aunt Qian, are there any guests coming to your house?"

Qian stood up in the crowd and responded with a smile: "There are visitors, but they are not from my family. It is Yuzhi who brought her sister-in-law back to her parents' home to celebrate the festival."

Also standing up was Qian's daughter-in-law, Xiao Qian. She glanced over here and turned back into the house.

Song Ying was stunned. Bringing her sister-in-law back to her parents' home? Who would bring their sister-in-law back to their parents' home? Don't they usually bring their husbands and children?

Aunt Meihua was obviously also startled, but she quickly adjusted her expression, searched for He Tianyu in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's Miss He who is here. She really brightened up our village."

Song Ying touched the tip of his nose and whispered, "Aunt Meihua, this is a great honor for my humble home."

"Yes, yes, yes, my humble home is so beautiful! You should have a good time while you are here. Ask your sister-in-law to take you around. The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the mountain have bloomed these past two days and they smell so fragrant!"

He Tianyu pursed her lips slightly and said shyly, "Thank you, auntie."

"Oh my, you are worthy of being Mr. He's daughter, you are so polite."

Yang also echoed: "The children of rich families are different from the girls in our village..."

Zhao Xiaocui rolled her eyes when she heard this. It was just a thank you. What's the difference? It made it seem like they didn't say thank you on a normal day.

As they were talking, they had already reached the village headman's house. Aunt Meihua put down the backpack, and Xiao Qian came out with two chairs and called out, "Aunt Li, two sisters-in-law, come and sit down!"

The three of them took the chairs, found an empty space, put them down and sat down. Little Qian said to Song Ying and Zhao Xiaocui, "There are no more chairs. Go squeeze in with Yulan and sit down for a while."

As she spoke, Xiao Qian walked over to help them put down the backpacks: "It just so happens that you and Miss He are of the same age, so you can get along better. Sit down and talk to Miss He."

Xu Yulan was sitting on a long bench. Xiao Qian, who was sitting next to her, saw the two of them and moved to the side excitedly, making room for most of the seat: "Song Ying, Sister Xiao Cui, come quickly!"

Song Ying slightly turned aside to let Xiao Qianshi's hand lift her backpack. "Thank you, Aunt Xiao Qian. I won't sit down. I have to go back and cook."

After that, he said to Xu Yulan, "Let's play again when we are free in the afternoon."

She didn't know He Tianyu, so what was there to talk about? She was almost embarrassed to death when she didn't see Xu Yulan. Xu Yuzhi was the same. She brought her sister-in-law back but didn't accompany her. Wasn't she afraid that He Tianyu would be embarrassed?

Aunt Meihua also quickly noticed that Xu Yuzhi was not here, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where is Yuzhi? Why is she not here?"

"She went home to cook with her mother and second aunt. Their house is in a remote place. After Miss He went there, there was no one to talk to. She just played here for the time being." Xiao Qian said with a smile.

Song Ying glanced at Xu Yulan who was sitting next to He Tianyu, and thought to herself, isn't Xu Yulan a human? Why is no one talking?

After muttering a few words, Song Ying was about to leave. Xiao Qian's attention was on Aunt Meihua, so she didn't stop her.

At this time, a slightly curious voice asked: "What kind of herbs are in your basket?"

!!!

Song Ying's body stiffened, and she felt as if all the blood in her body had solidified instantly. She turned around with difficulty and saw the owner of the voice - He Tianyu.

How could it be her? How did she know there were herbs in her backpack?

A series of question marks climbed up Song Ying's mind. She calmed herself down and tried to put on a puzzled expression, "Herbs?"

Hearing her voice, Zhao Xiaocui, who had already walked to Xu Yulan's side, controlled her fear and echoed, "Did Miss He see it wrong?"

The villagers didn't think much about it and laughed happily. Aunt Meihua was as cheerful as ever. She smiled and said to He Tianyu: "What herbs? They are wild vegetables used to feed chickens and ducks."

Song Ying calmed down now, thinking that he had something to hide, which was why he was so nervous. The basket was filled with small pampas grass, which had certain medicinal value but was rarely used as medicine.

This stuff is everywhere. Cows don't like to eat it, so villagers use it to feed pigs, chickens and ducks.