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Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. According to the traditional folk custom in China, people burn money to worship their ancestors, go out for a walk to pay homage, or invite spirits to come to the door and work in the Dojo. In short, I want to express my grief and concern for my ancestors.
Put down the compass, Qin Feng plunged into the room and lay on the bed. It was a tiring day for him. Early in the morning, I rushed back to my hometown in Qiugang Village from the university to pay homage to my grandmother with my grandfather and parents. I want to get ready to have a good sleep and get rid of all the fatigue in the car, but soon, my neighbors will come to the door, and I want to show them the feng shui of the grave while it is still sunny. Although I learned a little skill from my grandfather, it is no problem for Qin Feng to solve those trivial problems. In this way, Qin Feng suddenly became a celebrity in the village.
No, just lying down for five minutes, "work" came again.
"Is your Xiaofeng there?" A loud middle-aged woman's voice came from the yard.
"Yes, Aunt Zhang, what can I do for Xiaofeng?" ……