The days that I was worried about in my heart day and night, on the third day of the first lunar month, the day of the wedding to Qinwa, came in urgent preparation and anxious anticipation. Tomorrow, the third day of the first lunar month, in the small cropyard of Kang Tiansheng, who has been lonely and desolate for eighteen years, there will be a woman wearing a floral shirt and long hair. He and his son Qinwa, whether they returned from working in the fields or from digging adobe for other people in other villages, they had a bowl of hot rice to eat when they entered the door. This woman gets up every morning and sweeps the yard with a long-handled bamboo broom, sweeping the street outside the gate, and the yard will never have a thick layer of fallen leaves and wild grass and artemisia again, and the foxes and cats and leopards will no longer dare to come rampantly (on several occasions, Kang Tian has returned from going out to fight adobe, and found their claw marks and hairy droppings pulled down in the small yard, which is chilling)! In such a warm family, Kang Tian died and died, and he was calm in his heart, so he didn't have to worry about anything!

Hello folks, no need to ask, they all rushed to help. Those who planted stakes and built tents in the small courtyard, borrowed tables, chairs and benches, went in and out, and were happily busy. Usually, he and Qinwa spend more time outside, less time at home, and less contact with the villagers and the villagers. People say that the family has a phoenix, and the family has a singles, but this is not true. His father and son are a pair of singles, but very few people come to visit the door. His grandfather and son don't know how to play cards and roll dice, and they don't know how to drink and relax. Whoever comes here will not even be able to drink a sip of hot water. However, when Qinwa wanted to do a happy event, the township party still enthusiastically rushed to help with the cooking. Emancipated, people have become kind and enthusiastic, and the world has become more humane.

Today is the second day of the first lunar month, and my cousin and sister-in-law came after breakfast. They knew that their brother-in-law was a thick man, and he had never gone through such a happy event, so he must be too busy to find a clue, and he didn't even know how to dress Qinwa's relatives. Qinwa grew up in their house since she was a child, just like her mother. They came early to take care of the marriage of their sister's widow, who died early.

Kang Tiansheng felt that he had nothing to do. He couldn't get his hands on it, but was busy with other people's inquiries: where was the axe, was there any hemp rope, and he didn't know what the axe had thrown into at the moment. The time when the hemp rope was found was a pile of hemp silk that was bitten into a pile by mice. The inquirer smiled and didn't ask anything, but went back to his house to get the furniture he needed.

Kang Tiansheng was so idle that he couldn't sit still, and he couldn't always be stable in his heart. The old man walked out of the street, did not take the main road east of the village, but bypassed the south slope beam of the village, and quietly came to a belt-like field between the eastern slopes of the village. In the field tightly wrapped around the hillside, his deceased wife rests for a long time.

The mound lies under the roots of the previous field, the sun does not shine, and there is a layer of snow that has turned black on the surface, and verbena, xanthium, sageweed, artemisia, and withered branches and leaves still protect the mound. The branches of the clumped citrus tree have grown to the thickness of the arm, and it has been almost twenty years!

Kang Tiansheng sat down on the wheat seedlings on the edge of the field, faced the grave of his deceased wife, and muttered for a long time, saying, "I tell you, our Qinwa will marry tomorrow......"

He wanted to tell his dear deceased wife how much he had to endure to raise their diligent baby. The adobe he laid for others can go around the city wall of Xi'an. The sweat he sheds can water a field of rice. He was in the countryside where the war was in chaos and the epidemic was rampant, and it was difficult enough to raise a diligent baby who had left her mother at the age of two to raise a young man! He was worthy of her, and now he should rest assured......

He wanted to tell her how sad it was to be without her sun and moon. On his way back from the adobe threshing, he didn't feel that he was alone, she walked beside him, staring at him with a pair of melancholy and warm eyes. At night, he dreamed of her, shouted in surprise, and when he woke up, he was still alone on the kang......

The four fields are quiet, the afterglow of the sun is still left in the sky where the original slope meets the blue sky, and the twilight haze has gathered from the south and north ridges towards the river. On the dirt road of the river, men and women come and go to visit relatives and friends during the New Year.

Kang Tiansheng sat down, but didn't say anything again. Like any cultured person in the world, this farmer man, who has a wealth of inner emotional activities, is clumsy and hard to beat adobe all year round, and is not good at using his tongue to express his inner feelings.

Thinking about it again, Kang Tiansheng has a sentence that must be said: "Don't worry, now that the world is better, ...... liberated"

He wanted to tell her that there were many frightening things that had happened in Kangjia Village that had never been heard of before. There are officials in gray uniforms in the village, and they are not called cadres but comrades, and there are female cadres who do not tie their hair and wear their hair loosely. The property, fields, livestock and grain of the nine families of Caidong Kang Lao were distributed to the poor people of Kangjiazhuang. The three wicked people of the joint security center who beat him on the ass with a willow stick, were tied up and escorted to the table and taken into prison. He and Qinwa worked on adobe to earn money, and they didn't have to pay it to the joint insurance office......

He sighed: How good it would be if you lived!

Kang Tiansheng noticed that there was a strange feeling of acid stains in his nasal cavity, and he couldn't recall it, so he raised his head.

Raising his head, Kang Tiansheng saw his son Qinwa standing beside him, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

"My aunt called me to my mother...... Burn paper. Qinwa said, "I have burned my father and my mother-in-law, now come to my mother......"

The day before and after the marriage of the younger generations, they should burn paper and pray for the deceased ancestors, not only to inform the ancestors of the spirits in heaven, but also to pray for the protection of the ancestral gods. He actually forgot to let Qinwa come to burn paper for his biological mother, but he came here quietly.

Qinwa knelt down in front of the grave, lit a pair of small lacquer wax, and inserted it in the empty soil in front of the grave, and lit five purple-red incense sticks, and the cigarette smoke curled among the weeds and the dead branches of the citrus tree, and the yin paper was also lit, and the fire flickered.

Qinwa finished all this and quietly waited for the yin paper to burn. He didn't seem overtly uncomfortable, like doing an ordinary thing, although serious, but not emotional. Kang Tiansheng's heart immediately surged with a wave of disgust. I think I've forgiven my son again. He left his mother at the age of two, and he couldn't remember what his mother looked like, and his mother was his aunt!

Kang Tiansheng looked at the flickering candles, the swirling cigarettes, and the fire rising from the yin paper, and his heart surged, no matter whether his son was emotional or not, he wanted to loudly comfort the undead under the Yellow Spring: The world has changed. The fireworks of the Kang family will not be cut off. The days of Kang Tiansheng's real living people have begun! The ancestors and gods, all relax!