Metropolis: Start to be a hero today

Chapter 258 Funeral
Chapter 258 Funeral
Lao Qu was buried, and Tibetan Qing carried the coffin to the front of the team again.

This time, those with children at home took turns to carry the children on their backs to prevent the children from falling behind again, which resulted in not being able to climb the mountain.

Qin Chuan also carried Su Mei on his back. After all, Su Mei would be the first to fall on the road after walking like this.

Although Su Mei didn't want to be carried away by Qin Chuan, but when she thought about what happened just now, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on Qin Chuan's back.

Daqingshan is very big and very high.

It was not until noon that Qin Chuan saw the top of the mountain.

There are few people here, so the weeds here are more than one meter high, and they look so infiltrating.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense. It is not an exaggeration to say Daqingshan.

The thick trees blocked the sun, and only a little sunlight came in through the gaps in the leaves.

On the wet ground, there are dry and piled leaves everywhere, coupled with the soaking of rainwater, it seems to be a layer of lubricant, so smooth.

But this is it, everyone stepped on it steadily.

"Go up the mountain." Following Tibetan Qing's words, everyone began to hum again.

After the humming continued for 15 minutes, Qin Chuan finally stood on the top of Daqing Mountain.

Here, Qingshan Town can no longer be seen, only the white clouds surround the bottom of the mountain, it is so beautiful, so beautiful.

The top of the mountain is so big that you can't see the side at a glance. Qin Chuan didn't dare to measure it, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to go back alone.

The Tibetan Blue Club on one side found a suitable position, and stopped under the three trees.

At this moment, everyone consciously began to dig a hole there.

The soil and rocks on the top of the mountain are a bit hard, and it is not an easy task to dig them out.

It took an hour to make a nearly two-meter-large pit.

During this period, Qin Chuan also dug the pit himself.

After the big pit was dug, Tibetan Qing moved down step by step, for fear of disturbing the old patriarch inside the coffin.

The coffin was placed there, and Tibetan Qing started the strange sacrifice again.

After some sacrifices, three long incense sticks were inserted next to the three trees, and then the soil filling began.

There are also no tablets, and no tablets are required.

In the words of the old patriarch, eating in the mountains, raising in the mountains, living in the mountains, and dying in the mountains, this is what he yearns for all his life.

As the ground was completely filled, Qin Chuan murmured: "Old patriarch, you don't want to go out, but this will not prevent you from standing deep in the mountains and looking at your descendants outside. I hope you can bless them and grow up healthily."

Sitting on the ground, everyone didn't leave, and then saw that the girl made some food and water out of nowhere, and distributed them.

After eating the grass cake, it still tasted good, and it was also the first time Qin Chuan ate food from these people.

Su Mei next to her also took a sip, then she nodded and said, "This is really delicious, why don't we take some back?"

"I can't take it with you. Although the workmanship of this grass cake is not complicated, it can only be used for sacrifices on our side. It is not allowed to eat normally." The girl sat beside Qin Chuan, and the little monkey gnawed obediently With a straw cake.

"Why?" Su Mei was very puzzled, why was such a delicious food not allowed to be eaten casually.

"Because this grass cake has no nutritional value at all. It can be said that it is just a taste of the mouth. The appearance of this grass cake is a way that my ancestors came up with when they were extremely hungry. It can be regarded as painting cakes to satisfy their hunger, but The pancakes that existed in the imagination have been made and sprinkled with spices." The girl said.

"But, isn't that the same as not being allowed to eat or not to be sidelined?" Su Mei still didn't understand.

"People of the older generation hope that the people behind them will be down-to-earth and not be fooled by this fake cake, so that they will become lazy and live on this grass cake. In their eyes, they will only eat this kind of food when they are desperate. "Qin Chuan understood.

"So that's the case, but why is it used in sacrifices?" Su Mei continued to ask.

"It is the ancestors who are sacrificed, and the ancestors have an order. At most, grass cakes are used for sacrifices, and other grains are not allowed to be wasted. It is enough if you want to. The sacrifice is a bumper harvest, so it is the same." The girl explained patiently.

Qin Chuan admires this group of people more and more at this moment. This group of people has no selfishness. To put it bluntly, they are all for the continuation of the entire ethnic group.

This has been the case for hundreds of years.

Although Tibetan Qing did something wrong, its purpose was for the entire ethnic group.

In the past, Qin Chuan would never have believed that such a village existed.

On the outside, people become powerful and selfish. If you have money, you are a grandson, and if you have no money, you are a grandson. Those ideas are distorted.

After eating a piece of straw cake, Qin Chuan found that it was really like what the girl said, it was not very hungry at all, it was just an appetite.

After drinking a little water, the straw cake in my stomach was washed by the water, and I felt a little something.

"After eating the grass cake, you can go down the mountain. The road down the mountain is slippery, be careful." The girl stood up slowly.

The people on the side, Zang Qing and the others also stood up, drank the last sip of water one after another, and then lined up to go down the mountain.

This can be regarded as a custom, remembering bitterness and thinking sweet.

The road down the mountain is even more difficult. The mountain road is wet and slippery. Once you fall, you don't have to go, you can just roll down.

When we got back to the cave, it was already sunset.

Tibetan Qing took out all the belongings of the old patriarch, put them there and burned them.

There are not many things, that is, some daily necessities and some clothes.

The flames danced, and Su Mei said to Qin Chuan beside her, "Say, how about we find someone to develop Daqingshan?"

"No." Qin Chuan shook his head directly.

"Afraid of spending money?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of spending money. I have a lot of money, but Daqingshan can't be developed." Qin Chuan said.

"How nice this place is, if you build a resort, people will definitely come here, and the scenery here is so beautiful, it can also be regarded as a good place for shooting." Su Mei said.

"Daqing Mountain is beautiful, but it belongs to the Tibetan and Qing people. Even if they agree, can you ensure that there will be no problems here? You must know the danger in the mountain, which is unknown to you and me, so I advise you to cancel this Thoughts." Qin Chuan said.

It was only then that Su Mei remembered that she seemed to be attracted by the beautiful scenery and forgot about the danger. Both poisonous snakes and poisonous insects are fatal to people.

This is also why the trail in Qingshan Town will only be built for such a section. It is good to feel the charm of Daqingshan. If you delve deeper, it will cost you blood.

For this reason, Su Mei also put away this idea, after all, it doesn't feel so realistic.

Daqingshan is indeed beautiful, especially at the moment when he stood on the top of the mountain, Qin Chuan really had an urge to stay.

(End of this chapter)