After the meal, Meng Changqing went out alone. I wanted to go with him, but he refused. He asked me to spend more time with my grandparents at home. ......
When my grandparents came out after washing the dishes and saw that Meng Changqing was gone, they hurriedly asked me where he had gone. When I said he had gone out, my grandparents began to reprimand me for being ignorant, saying that guests should not go out alone. Or what to do if you get lost, let me find him quickly.
I was a little dissatisfied, one was my master, he refused to let me go, and the other was my grandparents, and they let me go, the embarrassment is always only the middleman.
According to the principle of who is listening to whom, I followed the advice of my grandparents and went out to find Meng Changqing.
At this moment, Meng Changqing didn't know where he went. After I went out, I searched for it aimlessly. During the period, I called a few times, but I didn't see him agreeing.
There is a hill at the top of the village, and all the tombs are built on the entire hill. People in the village will be buried there when they die. From generation to generation, the place has long been crowded with tombs.
I thought that Meng Changqing would like such a place, so I picked up a stick on the ground and walked towards the hill.
People in the village do not allow children to come here, saying that children are not polite, and if they do something wrong here, they will offend the ancestors buried here.
Because they said so, I came here cautiously. After entering the hill, I walked among the tombs one after another, trying to avoid them as much as possible, without touching any trace of dirt on it.
Some of these tombs have been in disrepair for a long time and have collapsed, and some are newly built, and they are still taken care of, and they look much neater.
I avoided tombs one after another, and stopped when I reached the back of the hill. I was not very scared when I entered the hill. The more I walked inside, the more fear I felt, because it was easy to escape outside, but it was difficult to escape inside. , I thought to myself, do I have to go further?
After struggling for a while, I decided to move on.
People from the next village are buried on the back of the hill. There is another reason why I don't want to go there, that is, the people in my own village must be closer. people are different.
Thinking about it, I didn't stop under my feet. I looked over the hill and saw that the tombs here were basically neglected.
Most of the people in the neighboring village were brought into the city by descendants. They didn't come back for several years, so the tombs were naturally abandoned.
I froze here for a moment, and then stepped down. These tombs are generally relatively short, and if I stand upright, I can pop out of them, but there is only one tomb, which is much taller than me.
The tomb is divided into two parts, the first part is a gate made of stone, and the other part is the main body of the tomb.
There are two monuments standing on both sides of the stone gate, and the inscriptions on them have been wiped clean by the rain. But the tombstone on the tomb is clearer.
I looked here, and the name on the tombstone was also Ye Hai. I was surprised when I saw it. In just a few days, I saw Ye Hai's tomb for the second time.
This tomb has been here since I was born, so it can't be for me, I think it's just a duplicate name.
Now that I knew the same name, it aroused my interest even more. I squatted in front of the tombstone and looked at it. After reading it, I said: "You have the same name as me. Next time I come to burn paper, I will bring you some."
After I finished speaking, I regretted it. Didn't I take things for myself? In addition, after I finished speaking, I always felt that the people inside heard it.
Staying alone in front of this grave, the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and then I ran back to the house.
When he returned to the house, Meng Changqing had already returned, and he didn't go back in the afternoon, but sat there with his grandfather and chatted lamely.
Our native dialect is relatively easy to understand, but it's just a little rusty at the beginning. After listening to it for a while, Meng Changqing can barely guess what my grandparents said.