After becoming a stepmother,I transfered the whole family into farming

Chapter 184: Visiting the Grave

"I dreamed about his mother."

Liu Ji wrapped himself in a quilt and said this to Qin Yao pitifully and helplessly.

At first, Qin Yao thought he was cursing.

After a pause, he realized that the curse of the Mo family had taken effect. Liu Ji successfully completed the psychological suggestion to himself and dreamed of the dead Mo.

It is said that if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door at night. Liu Ji's reaction was obviously the result of doing too many bad things.

A cold wind blew in from outside. Qin Yao signaled Dalang to close the door and tell the younger ones that everything was fine.

Dalang agreed and did as he was told. He then put on a coat and came back, closed the door, and naturally jumped onto the bed, squeezing into the same quilt with his father Liu Ji, which was warmer this way.

Maybe because he was scared, Liu Ji hugged Dalang in front of him.

Dalang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes embarrassedly.

Qin Yao sat opposite the father and son and asked curiously, "What was in the dream?"

Liu Ji hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain clearly, but it was a very horrifying scene, with people choking him by the neck, cursing that he would not die a happier death, and wanting to take his life.

Liu Ji had never had such a dream before. This was the first time he dreamed of the dead Mo, which really shocked him.

After listening to his confusing description, Qin Yao yawned in boredom, "I thought it was going to be exciting, but this is it?"

"Da Lang, go back to your room and sleep." Qin Yao stood up, waved to Da Lang, opened the door and left.

"Hey!" Liu Ji panicked. He couldn't stop Qin Yao, so he hugged Dalang tightly and said, "My dear son, sleep with daddy. We can be close to each other."

Dalang: "."

However, when the young boy heard his father mention his dead mother, he couldn't calm down. He nodded. The father and son asked Qin Yao to help close the door, and then they lay down in the bed together.

Qin Yao shook her head speechlessly and helped close the door impatiently.

It was less than two hours before dawn. Qin Yao went back to her room, took a short nap, and then got up for morning exercises.

After she finished her morning exercise, she heard some slight movement from the room of Liu Ji, who usually got up the earliest.

It seems that he slept quite soundly this time.

There was not much work in the water mill factory, and all the original workers in the factory were sent home. Qin Yao came to the factory and took a look around. Only Carpenter Liu and his son were painting inside.

The small orders for delivery after the New Year have been almost completed, and we will wait until the 15th to deliver them to the customers' homes.

Seeing Qin Yao coming over, Carpenter Liu looked at her and sighed, "We're not going to close down, are we?"

"Do you look down on individual orders?" Qin Yao asked jokingly.

Carpenter Liu shook his head. "How could that be? They were connected one by one in the past."

"It's just that I was so busy before, and suddenly I'm free, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Qin Yao checked the millstone to be replaced, and said with a calm smile: "It's okay, it's a good time to take a break. Besides, after the 15th, many people will probably come to us for repairs, and we will be busy then."

Purely wooden water wheels are prone to problems, so she carefully inspects the small water mill in her home every half a month.

The main problem is caused by the limitations of the water flow environment. Without cement to build a smooth and flat water inlet channel, and without iron mesh as a filter to filter out debris in the water, the water truck is easily entangled in debris and gets stuck.

However, Qin Yao has already asked Carpenter Liu to study the bamboo filter net. The bamboo covers for charcoal basins he had previously woven for her were very well made.

It is this kind of thing with low raw material cost that cannot be sold at a high price.

Moreover, the smarter villagers have already made their own bamboo filters.

"Don't be anxious, check the situation later, maybe there will be good news." Qin Yao said this to the anxious Carpenter Liu before leaving the water mill.

Bai Shan brought 50 water mills south. If the feedback was good, wouldn't their business come?

If the feedback was bad, it only meant that the market demand was not high, and stopping in time could also stop the loss.

Carpenter Liu knew that there was no rush, so he simply stopped thinking about it and just focused on the task at hand. He still had to repair the house and would be busy by then.

When Qin Yao returned home, Liu Ji had already prepared the meal and had cooked two extra pieces of fatty pork belly, which he placed in a separate celadon bowl in a bamboo basket.

There are also some incense, candles and paper money in the bamboo basket.

"Auntie Yao, we want to go see my mother later." Dalang said to Qin Yao a little nervously.

Qin Yao looked at Liu Ji in surprise. Did his conscience suddenly kick in?

But when did he develop a conscience?

Qin Yao instructed Dalang, "Bring your sickle and clear the grass on the grave."

After thinking about it, he realized that he had never been there before, and he also wanted to see what Liu Ji, the scoundrel, was going to do, so he asked the four children, "Can I go with you?"

Dalang was delighted, "Really?"

He thought Qin Yao would mind, but he didn't expect that she not only agreed, but also wanted to be with them.

Qin Yao nodded and asked again whether they agreed or not.

Of course I agree! Dalang and Erlangtou both clicked on it and were very happy.

So, after finishing their brunch, which was neither too early nor too late, the family of six, carrying offerings, sickles and hoes, headed towards the foot of the mountain in the south.

This is the Liu family's ancestral land, where the dead members of the Liu family are buried.

However, because Liu Ji had sold his share of the ancestral land to Liu Dafu, Mo's tomb could only be built alone on the small hill opposite the ancestral land.

The closer he got to the grave, the stranger Liu Ji's expression became.

He seemed to have never been to this place before. He looked in amazement at the grave mound that had long since collapsed to a small bulge, and the weeds growing wildly on the grave. His feet were fixed and he stood there in a daze.

"How did it become like this?" he murmured to himself.

Qin Yao was also a little surprised. The grave was so sloppy.

Then he glared at Liu Ji and said, "You really should have more nightmares."

When they arrived at the grave, Old Man Liu felt guilty about the hasty burial of Mrs. Mo because they had no money, so he asked Carpenter Liu to help him make a wooden plaque.

Now, after being exposed to wind and rain, the words on the plaque have become blurred, and the wood has been almost corroded. Qin Yao feels that if she pinches the wood lightly, it will turn into fragments and dissipate in the wind.

Dalang would occasionally come quietly to worship, and there were traces of paper money left in the weeds.

Sanlang and Si Niang looked at the overgrown mound in front of them, then turned back to look at the adults in the family, their eyes filled with confusion.

They didn't know why the adults were here. The eldest and second brothers said that their mother was here, but they didn't see anyone.

Erlang looked at the confused eyes of his two younger siblings, touched their heads helplessly, and told them to stand aside and not run around.

Dalang put the sickle in Liu Ji's hand. Liu Ji seemed to have just come to his senses, and the father and son silently picked up the weeds.

Erlang took out the sacrificial items from the bamboo basket and arranged them one by one. He then stood up the wooden plaque of Mrs. Mo and wiped off the dirt on it.