Chapter 258 Chapter 24: Don’t Move the Tombstone

The straw under the rice cooker made a slight crackling sound.Thick smoke came out from the gaps in the straw, like the ink spit out by a cuttlefish, and went straight out.Hanging ropes and beams flickered in the thick smoke. Wen Sazi joked: "This kind of smoke is the best for smoking bacon." Then he coughed a few times deliberately. "There are green things in it, the grass should be dried again. If you burn the green things, you will be blind." The young woman said while poking the straw in the fire. "A man must be faithful, but a fire must be hollow." The old lady said, while taking the poker from the young woman's hand, she poked the burning straw herself.Soon, the crackling sound was gone. "You have to make the burning end hollow, and stuff it directly under the pot like you did. There is a lot of smoke and the fire is not strong. You young people burn coal and gas for convenience. You burn such straw not good."

The young woman smiled sheepishly. Grandpa saw that the old lady was hunched over and struggling to light the fire, so he said, "Let me do it." Grandpa took the tongs, took half of the burning straw and stuffed it into the straw ash.The burning end of the straw went out immediately. Wen Sazi waved his hand and said, "Master Ma, the fire isn't that big. If you reduce the straw by half, the chicken will be cooked until tomorrow morning." Grandpa didn't answer his question, but gathered the remaining half of the straw, clamped it with tongs, and lifted the burning end a little. With a bang, the flames sprang up, and Wen Sazi was so frightened that he leaned back and almost fell off his chair.

Both the young woman and the old lady laughed. Not only did the fire not decrease, but it burned more intensely and smoothly. Wen Sazi went down the steps by himself and said, "Master Ma is teasing me." Grandpa didn't respond, turned around and said to the old lady: "Old man, if you are willing to give Seventh a chicken to eat, then I might as well tell you something. I don't speak well, please forgive me, old man." The old lady smiled and said, "See what you've said! I'm only willing to give up a chicken. You worked so hard to help others set this and that. If it was in the past, this would be a real work point."

Grandpa nodded and said, "Actually, I saw you hunchback like this as soon as I entered the door, so I was a little suspicious." Hearing what grandpa said, the old lady and her young daughter-in-law immediately turned their attention to grandpa.The red flames danced on Grandpa's face, creating a mysterious color. "Oh?" The old lady simply responded. Grandpa poked the straw in the fire, and the flames jumped more than two feet high.Grandpa tapped the tongs on the blue bricks, making a crisp metallic sound.Then, grandpa raised his head and asked, "Did your back become so hunched this year?"

The young woman hurriedly replied: "My mother used to have a hunchback, but to tell you the truth, she was not so hunchbacked. When I married here, she was also very hunchbacked, but she is not as hunchbacked as she is now. You Look, now her hands hang down naturally to touch the insteps of her feet." The old lady nodded and said, "I used to have a hunchback, but this year it's even worse." Grandpa asked: "Not only is the back even more hunchbacked, but does it feel heavy on the back, as if a stone slab has been pressed on it?" Grandpa said while continuing to pretend to carelessly fiddle with the straw in the fire.I know that grandpa is afraid that the people who listen to him will be nervous, so he deliberately pretends to be nonchalant.

"Huh? You really hit the spot. I also tried to straighten my body. When I used to hunch my back, it was better to straighten myself up. But since the beginning of spring this year, not only can I not straighten up, but I feel There was a heavy stone slab on my back. It forced me to bend down even more obediently." The old lady clasped her hands around her waist, imitating the movement of carrying a slate. Wen Sazi said in his usual mocking tone: "Old lady, you really know how to flatter Master Ma. He said you were carrying a stone slab, do you really think you are carrying a slate? Even if you really think you are carrying a slate There is pressure, but you can say that it is like a sack of rice pressing on your back, or you can say that it is like a threshing machine barrel pressing on your back, why do you say it is like a slate?"

Although I don't like Wen Sazi's teasing tone, I think his words are not unreasonable. The old lady gesticulated and said: "I didn't flatter. Really. Not only do I feel pressure on my back, but also a burst of cool air on my back penetrates into my skin. If it is carrying rice, it will feel like a mangzha. ;If it is a threshing machine box, it will feel awkward. When I was young, did I do any farm work? When I built a house for the landlord, I also carried stone slabs. Now it is really the kind that Master Ma said It feels like being stoned." Hearing what her mother-in-law said, the young woman quickly snatched the tongs from her grandfather, and asked nervously, "Is there something strange? Is there something attached to my mother? She still takes care of my child every day, my child." It won't be affected, will it?"

Wen Sazi squinted at the young woman, and said with disdain: "You are wrong. Now Master Ma is talking about your mother-in-law, but you only ask about your children. You are too selfish." Before Wen Sazi finished speaking, the old lady asked grandpa hesitantly: "I hold my grandson the most times, will it affect my grandson?" Hearing what the old lady said, Wen Sazi pursed his lips , immediately shut up. Grandpa waved his hand and said, "It's fine. Your grandson is fine, and you are fine too. Just restore the worship stone to its original place." "Worship stone?" The old lady's voice suddenly rose a lot. "Who dares to move that thing that worships the stone?"

Grandpa frowned and said, "Yes. Logically speaking, no one would mess with that kind of thing." The young woman was puzzled and asked, "What is worshiping a stone?" Wen Sazi smiled and explained: "You are a foreigner, don't you know that our language is different from your natal family's language? The worship stone is the tombstone, so the tomb of a certain adult is engraved on it, or the tomb of a certain adult is first engraved. slabs of the tomb." While lighting the fire, the young woman asked, "Is worshiping a stone a tombstone?" Wen Sazi said: "Because people of the younger generations have to kneel down to worship during the New Year, people here also call it a worship stone."

"Oh." The young woman nodded, and turned to ask the old lady, "How can you move someone's tombstone casually?" "I, I, I don't have it. I am most taboo to disturb the tombstone of the dead." The old lady turned her puzzled eyes to Grandpa.Grandpa was lowering his head and pinching his fingers to calculate something, and he was saying something he couldn't understand.