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    The ancients said: To be successful in life, you need to have all the fun, and don¡¯t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

    The three blessings put Luo Meng in a good mood. He drank heavily with his father that night. Although Luo Meng was not drunk, the effect of the alcohol allowed Luo Meng to have a very sweet night's sleep.

    The next day, the bright sunshine came through the window, and Luo Meng was in particularly good spirits.

    Early in the morning, after Luo Meng and his father finished washing, they said goodbye to Ye Xuan's three cousins. Luo Meng followed his father back to his hometown of Yunshan Town to pay homage to his mother who had not paid homage to him for a year.  In Luo Meng's body, the memory of his mother was too weak.  Apart from knowing that his mother was a gentle and kind-hearted woman, Luo Meng had no other impression of her.

    Dad never forgets his mother. During the eight months he was in prison, he did not pay any incense to his mother's grave, which made him feel very guilty.  Luo Meng had just inherited this body and had forgotten about worshiping his ancestors.  This body of Luo Meng was given by his mother.  The matter of paying homage to the deceased mother is a matter of heaven and earth.

    Luo Meng bought an ordinary car and took his father to his hometown three hundred kilometers away.  Along the way, my father sighed and recalled every moment between him and his mother.  Luo Meng could only comfort his father symbolically.

    About three hours later, the car arrived at a small mountain village.

    Pieces of golden rice rise and fall with the wind, turning into golden waves.

    The air is filled with the fragrance of rice and the fresh smell of earth.

    In the distance, there are continuous green hills, and the fruit trees make the green hills more beautiful. Nearby, there is a quiet and gurgling stream.  Fish are playing in the crystal clear water, and the colorful pebbles make the stream colorful.

    There is no bustling city here, only the tranquility of the mountain village.

    At the foot of the mountain.  In the small villages, there are many villas. These villas are completely different from the villas in the city, with different styles, and they all have large yards.

    After decades of development, China's economy has reached the level of developed countries. The rural areas have a completely new look, and all roads are cement roads.  Broad and strong.  All agriculture has been completely mechanized.  There is not much difference in living standards between rural areas and cities, and the environment is more beautiful than that in cities.

    Along the small rural village, the car slowly drove in.  It was the first time that Luo Meng saw these pastoral scenery with his own eyes, and he was very interested and in a good mood.

    On the side of the road at the entrance of the village, Luo Ying asked Luo Meng to stop the car, father and son.  Carrying some sacrifices, he stepped out of the car and walked towards the hillside at the head of the village.

    "Hey! Isn't this Zhang family's uncle Luo Ying? Oh, brother Luo Ying, long time no see."

    "Haha. How are you, Brother Zhang? How have you been these past few years?"

    "Well, life is going very well. Luo Ying, it's rare for you to come home. Come, come to our house for a drink at noon. I also have cured fish and bacon, let's have a good meal."

    Luo Ying smiled all over her face: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your kindness. Am I coming back to see the child?"

    As soon as Luo Ying said these words, the smile on the dark-faced man suddenly froze. He didn't say anything, just smiled: "Okay, Brother Luo, you can go and sacrifice your sister-in-law, but alas! I still don't want to  I said it. It¡¯s not my turn to say more about this matter.¡±

    After that, the villager shook his head and left with a sigh.  Luo Ying and his son felt a little strange.

    An aunt holding a cabbage in her arms recognized Luo Ying at a glance and ran over happily: "Oh, this is Luo Ying, I haven't seen him for a long time! Oh, he is still so handsome."

    "Haha, Aunt Wang, you are joking. Come on, Luo Meng, this is Aunt Wang."

    "Hello Aunt Wang."

    "Oh, Luo Ying, this must be your Luo Meng! When I was a child, I saw him. He was very naughty at that time. He often hit other people's windows with rocks. Any child who scolded him would have to chase him for miles.  Catch up and give him a good beating. Haha, this kid was naughty when he was a child. I didn¡¯t expect him to be so handsome now! Luo Meng, tell your aunt, have you found a wife? How about I introduce some to you?  ?¡±

    Auntie¡¯s enthusiasm made Luo Meng a little overwhelmed. He could only grin and pretend to be stupid: ¡°Auntie, you are laughing at me. Where can I find a wife? I came back this time to burn incense for my mother with my father.¡±

    "Youyou are here to worship your ancestorsthen, don't bother me." The enthusiastic aunt, as if she was afraid of something, suddenly lost her enthusiasm, took Cai Lanzi on her arm, and ran away quickly.

    "Dad, these villagers seem a bit strange. When we mention ancestor worship, they seem to change into different people."

    Luo Meng also felt strange and could only laugh it off.

    Along the way, the villagers greeted Luo Ying and his son enthusiastically. Luo Ying was a friendly person and greeted them with smiles.  No one seems to care about Luo Yingzeng?Been in jail.  The kind and simple villagers made it easy for the father and son.  In this prosperous world, there are always some people who maintain the purest side of human nature.

    But it¡¯s strange that when it comes to worshiping ancestors and visiting their graves, people stay silent and stay away.  The strangeness of the villagers made Luo Meng and his son always feel that something had happened. Luo Ying refused to be a guest in anyone's home.  He just didn't want to break the tranquility of the village. Life had its ups and downs, just like a game. Life was washed away. After the prosperity came to an end, it was quite different to look at the scenery alone. Luo Ying just wanted to be a passer-by, pay homage to his wife, and then leave.  , I don¡¯t want to miss it too much.

    The father and son smiled and walked toward the hill in the distance. There was a piece of land at the end of the hill, where Luo's mother was buried. The custom in the countryside was to return fallen leaves to their roots.  At the beginning, Mr. Feng Shui showed this cemetery to Luo's mother and said that after the burial, the descendants would be rich and powerful.  Luo Ying didn't believe in superstition, but thought that his wife was born and grew up here, compared with the lifeless cemeteries in the city.  There are green mountains and green waters here, which is not bad.  In addition, Luo Meng's uncle Zhang Ping lives in the village, and it is better to have him take care of the grave than a deserted cemetery.

    The father and son walked to the hill and were suddenly dumbfounded. The land in front of the hill was bulldozed, the graves were missing, and broken tombstones were scattered around.  .

    A nameless anger made Luo Ying's whole body tremble.

    "Who did it? Who did it?" Luo Ying, who had always had a good temper, looked like a crazy lion.  Looking at the surrounding wilderness, he roared with blood-red eyes.  The person I loved most in my life, as a man, his grave was destroyed after his death.  Luo Ying could no longer bear this anger.

    Tears streamed down her cheeks. After not seeing her for eight months, her beloved wife's grave was destroyed and the tomb soil was bulldozed. This discomfort gave Luo Ying the urge to kill.

    Luo Meng¡¯s eyes were also red, although he had no impression or memory of his mother who had been dead for many years.  But no matter what, the people lying in this tomb are the relatives who gave birth to and raised them, and now the tomb is destroyed.  Luo Meng was also furious.

    "Son of a bitch, let me know who it is. If you don't kill him, my surname will not be Luo." Luo Meng was furious and punched a big hole in the ground.

    Luo Ying trembled.  After collecting the broken tombstones from all around.

    Wiping the tears from her eyes, Luo Ying was filled with anger: "Son, this land belongs to your uncle. I gave him one million at the beginning. I bought this land to make a cemetery for your mother. Now the cemetery has been bulldozed.  This matter must be related to that uncle of yours. Follow me. Go find Zhang Ping and ask."

    "Dad, don't worry, no matter who it is, as long as they let me know who pushed this grave, I will never let them survive today." Luo Meng controlled his impulse to kill.  Following his father, he left the land and walked towards the village.

    In front of one of the houses in the village, a grandfather in his seventies came over happily after seeing Luo Ying and Luo Meng: "Oh! These are Luo Ying and Luo Meng."

    Luo Ying was in an extremely bad mood and could only nod.

    Luo Meng suppressed the anger that was about to burst into his chest and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

    "You baby looks very similar to your mother. No need to guess, I know you are the child of that girl Zhang Yuan. I remember back then, I watched your mother grow up, and that girl was born to be a beauty.  It's a pity that beauty is so miserable."

    "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

    "Child, tell me, I have a good memory! If you want to ask anything, just ask."

    "Uncle, wasn't my mother buried in the ground in front of that hill? Why is the tomb missing?"

    After Luo Meng asked this question, the old man shook his head repeatedly: "Alas! Ask your uncle about this. Alas! These days, people will do anything for money."

    After the old man said that, he shook his head and turned around and entered the courtyard with a sigh, not wanting to say more.

    "Sure enough, it has something to do with that bastard Zhang Ping, Dad. Let's go to Zhang's house and ask that bastard." Luo Meng had a gloomy face, pulling his father and walking towards his uncle Zhang Ping's house.

    In the village, a villa stands against the mountain. The yard and house are about more than 300 square meters. The yard is surrounded by a tall wall and two iron gates lock the yard tightly.  Luo Meng was so angry that he went up to smash the door.  Luo Ying held him back: "No matter what, Zhang Ping is your uncle. Let's ask first to find out who did it. You are too impulsive, so let me ask."

    Luo Ying pulled Luo Meng behind him, walked to the iron door, and knocked gently on the door.

    "Is there anyone? Is anyone there?" Luo Ying knocked lightly on the iron door.

    A few minutes later, the barking of a wolf dog came from the yard.

    "Who is it? Who the hell is making such noise?" A young man came over cursing.

      Through the iron gate, the young man saw Luo Meng and his son, and sneered: "Oh, who do I think I am? It turns out to be you, father and son."

    The bald man with a fleshy face in front of him is Luo Meng¡¯s cousin, Zhang Heng, the son of his second uncle Zhang Ping.

    Luo Ying's face was full of anger: "Zhang Heng, Luo Meng and I have something to ask your mother and father. Please ask them to come out."

    As the name suggests, Zhang Heng became a small boss in the town by relying on his father Zhang Ping. He was domineering and picked his nose. Zhang Heng did not open the iron door, but faced the villa and shouted proudly: "Mom  , Dad, there are two beggars looking for you."

    "Mom, what are you talking about, you bastard?" Luo Meng was furious. This cousin was so rude and didn't care about the relationship between relatives.  It was probably because they heard that the Luo family's property was confiscated and they had nothing. Luo Meng was imprisoned. Now he looked down on others and actually laughed at himself and his father for being beggars. Luo Meng was very angry.

    "Romon, you bitch, who are you calling a bastard?" When Zhang Heng heard Luo Meng scolding him like this, his face suddenly became fierce, and he walked over with two wolf dogs.

    "Romon don't be like these idiots." Luo Ying stopped his furious son.

    Luo Ying's obstruction made Zhang Heng think that Luo Meng and his son were afraid of him, and he became even more arrogant: "You two bitches, get as far away from me as you can. This is my home. Since my aunt's death, we  The Zhang family has nothing to do with your Luo family. If you go to another family to ask for food, our Zhang family doesn't owe you anything. I would rather feed the dogs if I have food."

    "For relatives like you, anyone who gets involved with you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes." This idiot cousin made Luo Meng hate him so much that he wanted to go up and beat him up.  .  .  )

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