471. Retribution for the orphans and widows

471. Retribution for the orphans and widows

Feng Zijian knows that over the years, my mother has always wanted to go back to see my father, but the conditions were not good before, and they didn't want to go back to face those snobbish relatives.

Feng Zijian sent his mother home, called someone to look at the day, determined the nearest day to prepare to repair the grave, and the next day, he and Xiao Liu drove back to their hometown together.

The village has not changed much, the road from the village to the county seat is still that narrow dusty dirt road, most of the houses in the village are still the previous mud-walled tile houses, and a few have two- and three-story brick houses.

Feng Zijian's memory of the village is very vague, and his father's grave is even more unclear.

He met an elderly man in the village and asked where his father's grave was.

It took the old man a long time to remember.

"Oh, so you're Feng Yougen's son, what's your name......"

"Yes, yes, you keep remembering? My father's name is Feng Yougen, my name is Feng Zijian, Ah Jian!"

The old man looked Feng Zijian up and down, "It's Ah Jian! You've grown so big! Back then, your mother and son walked together, what about your mother?"

"My mother is at home! I will first come back to recognize the grave, repair the house for my father, and then let my mother come back to visit his grave, I haven't been back for many years, uncle, please help me lead the way, go and see my father's grave! I'm ashamed, I can't find my father's grave anymore. ”

The old man shook his head, "It's been many years, and the grass has grown so tall that I can't see the grave clearly, okay, I'll take you to the mountains to look for it." ”

The old man asked Feng Zijian to wait for him at the entrance of the village, and he went to the house to carry a basket and take three sickles.

"I cut the grass without a sickle, and I couldn't find it. The old man explained.

On the way, Feng Zijian asked and found out that the old man's surname was Yu, and there were three surnames in the village, Yu, Feng, and Wu.

"Hey, you were only eight years old when you mother and son left, right? Uncle Yu took the initiative to chat with Feng Zijian.

"Yes, we have been gone for more than ten years, my mother has been thinking about my father, and now I have time to come back to see, I am not filial!"

Uncle Yu sighed, "It's not easy for your mother and son all these years! At that time, you were still young, and your mother was a woman's family, and she must have suffered a lot when she took you to a young country and went away from home!"

"It's not easy, but it's all over. ”

"Ah Jian, I see that you are out of business now! I don't know how much a car is, I don't know how much your car is, but I can buy it for a lot of money at a glance!"

"It's nothing, it's just a good mix!"

Uncle Yu told Feng Zijian that his two uncles' families had a bad time over the years.

The eldest son of the uncle's family drowned when he was eighteen years old, and the other second son had a car accident, lame, married a wife, came back and ran away, a daughter, after marrying into her mother-in-law's family, because of the bad relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she was often beaten by her husband, and then I don't know why, she went crazy.

The three sons of the second uncle's family, one is in prison, the other went out to work, left and never came back, more than five years, there is no news, many people say that he may be missing, the other son is at home, has not yet married a daughter-in-law, people in the village and outside the village know that their family is full of disasters, and the girl is not willing to marry their family.

Everyone said that the reason why the two of them were not doing well was because they did things too desperately back then and drove Feng Zijian and their mother and son away.

The ancients had a saying that the orphans and widows were punished by God, and the ancients did not deceive me.