I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 306 Grave Sweeping! 【2】

Yang Ming finished the dinner.

Back in the room of the Wailong House, Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong came over in a hurry. They knew that Yang Ming had been out all day today because of worshiping his ancestors.

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

"Master, let me see your feet."

Azhu and Zhong Chuhong felt even more distressed when they saw some places on Yang Ming's feet, even bleeding.

"Master, you can see that you are bleeding."

"It seems that my skin is still too delicate."

Today Yang Ming saw many children of a few years old following the past to watch the excitement, and many of them even ran along without shoes, nothing happened at all.

"Master, do you want to attend the grave sweeping tomorrow?"

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

"Can I not go?"

"Of course not. This time I come back to visit the tomb and worship the ancestors is a very important part. This represents my sincerity, and respect and reverence for the ancestors!"

Can Yang Ming not go?
of course.

If he is not willing to go there, others will not force him.

Yang Ming felt that if he couldn't even handle these difficulties, he would be able to survive even more difficult things in his business empire in the future?

Along the way, many folks took care of him.

Under the service of Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, after taking a bath and bringing medicine to disinfect the wound to stop bleeding.

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

. . .

Early the next day.

Yang Ming heard a knock on the door.

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

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

"Mr. Yang, are you going to visit the grave today?"

Today, I mainly went to visit the cemeteries of Grandfather Lie, Grandfather Tian, ​​and Great-Grandfather. It would also take a whole day. Considering Yang Ming's physical condition, Yang Shuhai felt that Yang Ming could not go, and Yang Jirong could just go there by himself.

"Tang uncle, of course I'm going."

Yang Ming got up and took a shower.

Came to the place to eat, finished breakfast with everyone, and started to visit Grandfather Lie's grave.

This way down.

About the same as yesterday.

Also took a whole day.

After six o'clock in the evening, the night was very dark, and they returned to Weilongwu to finish their dinner.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong looked at the young master's feet that seemed to have many more scars today.

. . .

1979 1 Month 11 Day.

Today is the third day of grave sweeping.

In the first two days, sweeping the grave 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 cemeteries are not too far from Triangle Pond, but these are more important.

Yang Ming still followed suit.

This made Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang really admire. They knew that Mr. Yang could stand up and walk, but he couldn't walk like an ordinary person.

For three days in a row, Yang Ming actually participated in this grave-sweeping ceremony in person.

They felt that Yang Ming's success had nothing to do with the Yang family's feng shui. On the contrary, as Yang Ming said, the best feng shui is themselves.

When we came to the last grave-sweeping place, it was the cemetery of Yang Jirong's father Yang Shuquan and his mother Zhou's.

Yang Ming came here for the first time.

What he saw here was a cemetery like a mound, completely different from the well-protected white graves he saw before.

It should be that Yang Jirong's brothers were too poor to build a larger cemetery for their parents.

Yang Ming himself didn't know much about Feng Shui. He came here because he thought that the cemetery here was not too far from the Triangle Pond, perhaps not even 1000 meters away.

Standing here, you can look at the Triangular Pond and even the Dragon House.

According to the Fengshui master invited at that time, it should be that such a Fengshui layout is very good.

However, Uncle Chen and Song Shaoguang told him that they all followed the Yang family's cemetery to look at it, and they all had very ordinary geomantic omen.

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

Even so, the place will definitely have to be rebuilt, including the use of cement and bricks for protection, so that no more weeds will grow around the cemetery.

Standing here, looking at the cemetery of his grandfather and grandmother, Yang Ming still felt a little emotional.

"Mr. Yang, you can start now."

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

In addition to the firecrackers that have been coiled around many times, more paper money was burned. When Yang Haiquan was alive, Yang Jirong was smuggled to Xiangjiang to develop, and he had many children, so he should be very concerned about Yang Jirong.

After Yang Jirong left his hometown and went to Xiangjiang, he could still contact him through letters in the 50s. 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.

At that time, the family was really too poor, there was no way, so many brothers and sisters stayed at home, could not get enough to eat, and it was even possible to be single. Yang Jirong had an idea to change this family, so he smuggled to Xiangjiang with villagers from the next village Take refuge in my cousin.

Now, when Yang Jirong and his wife, and even their son Yang Ming made his name in Xiangjiang, his parents had long been separated from each other.

"Abba, Amu, Ya finally came back from Xiangjiang with his wife Li Yufang and son Yang Ming to see you."

. . .

"Abba, Eminem, when you were alive, I couldn't let you enjoy a day of happiness. This is the most sorry thing for you in Ya's life."

Yang Jirong said while crying over there.

This is also the first time he has come to the cemetery.

Seeing his parents more than 20 years ago, when there are only these two small mounds now, the feelings he has suppressed for more than 20 years are finally vented at this moment.

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

Other Yang family members around were also watching.

Yang Jirong cried for almost half an hour.

The old man of the Yang family began to read his sacrificial text, and after the old man finished reading and burned the sacrificial text, the surrounding firecrackers began to sound.

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

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

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

it is finally over.

Many villagers put out some sparks that hadn't been burned to prevent a fire. Yang Ming bowed respectfully to the cemetery of his grandparents and left here with his parents.

However, as if he felt something watching him from behind, Yang Ming didn't dare to look back, and hurriedly followed his parents and others out of here.

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