Qingming worship ancestors.

The little uncle Cheng Yuzhi and the lobby brother Cheng Gang specially rushed back from the city, the little cousin Cheng Shu and the cousin Cheng Kan also went home on vacation, and the Cheng family finally got together.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, the eldest aunt Zhao Chunjuan got up and began to prepare the sacrificial items. After the day was completely bright, after a hurried breakfast, a large family set off in the drizzle with packed offerings and headed to the ancestral tomb mountain in Chengjia Village.

Fortunately, a new cement road has been built on the mountain, if it was put a few years ago, this kind of rainy day to sweep the grave and step on the dirt road is definitely a foot of mud.

Cheng Qiao held an umbrella in one hand and supported Old Man Cheng with the other. Dragged the family to walk not fast, crossed the stone bridge and passed his old house to the top of the slope of Luofeng Slope, along the undulating hills, after a few hills, a wide lake appeared in front of everyone's eyes, looking from afar like a mirror embedded in the mountains.

In the mid-to-late 50s of the last century, a rare earthquake occurred in Taowu Town, and the ancestral cemetery of Chengjia Village was not on the mountain, but a piece of feng shui treasure land in the middle and late fifties of the last century. When the earthquake came, the flood waves came, forming a huge dammed lake, submerging the ancestral grave of Chengjia Village at the bottom of the lake.

Now, more than 60 years have passed, and the dammed lake has been surrounded by a high embankment, which has become a beautiful scenery in Taowu Town. There is a waterfront platform by the lake, and some people have made an altar. The eldest aunt took out the offerings from her baggage, set them on the altar, and lit the candles.

The juniors of the Cheng family held three incense sticks in their hands and kowtowed in turn, and then scattered a wad of paper money into the sky. After sacrificing to the ancestors, he returned to the mountain to sweep the tombs of Cheng Qiao's grandmother and father.

Cheng Qiao took the broom from his uncle and wanted to clean the Cheng family's cemetery himself, but found that the cemetery was exceptionally clean and tidy, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Old Man Cheng looked at the surprise on his granddaughter's face and said, "Probably someone from the village has come." Hey, although the second child is gone, everyone is worried about his goodness, and often tells me that if it weren't for the second child, they would have lived a good life like this......" said and said that his eyes were a little red.

Cheng Qiao listened to his grandfather's words, and his mood was extremely complicated. When my father was alive, he was dedicated to being a good official, and most of his time was devoted to work, and he had very little time for his family. She can remember that she was going back and forth between her grandfather and grandfather's house, and when she was a little older, her mother chose to divorce her father and crossed the ocean, only a quarter of an hour long transatlantic phone call every month to express her concern for her daughter. Dad is persistent in his ideals and beliefs, and she admires and respects him in her heart, but sometimes she inevitably resents him for caring too little about herself.

"Qiaoqiao, come and put incense on your grandmother...... the eldest aunt's voice called Cheng Qiao's fugue back to her thoughts.

"Huh. She stepped forward and stood respectfully in front of the tombstone and bowed. When she moved to her father's tombstone, she reached out to wipe the rain off the tombstone photo, "Dad, I've come to see you." As he spoke, he bent down and placed a bunch of white lilies in front of the tombstone.

When I returned from sweeping the tomb, it was almost noon, the rain had stopped, and the sun had broken through the thick clouds and shone on the earth. As soon as the front foot arrived home, the eldest aunt Zhao Chunjuan pulled Cheng Yuan into the kitchen to prepare a hearty lunch for a large family.

Others sat around the sofas and chairs in the hall and gossiped. Cousin Cheng Shu was very happy when she saw the stationery that Cheng Qiao gave her, and pulled her to say a lot of words. Cousin Cheng Kan is just the age of naughty, and he was spoiled by his mother Lin Jiaojiao, so he couldn't sit still at all, so he was making a fuss there. was warned several times by his father Cheng Yuzhi, and after a few minutes, he began to toss again. First ran in the hall, and then kicked upstairs and found the golden retriever obediently, and reached out to pull the big fluffy tail.

Obediently taken aback by his actions, he turned his fluffy head and stared at Cheng Kan vigilantly. The second middle school boy didn't receive the danger signal at all, grabbed the tail hair and swept the big golden retriever on the ground as a mop and dragged it over, laughing heartily.

Obediently twisted his body and jumped up, opening his mouth to bite.

The boy hurriedly withdrew.

Obediently arched straight, his mouth open and let out a low "whining" sound, obviously in a state of attack.

Cheng Qiao heard the movement and ran upstairs, and found that a person and a dog were in a confrontation, and soon found that the usually docile and well-behaved golden retriever was very wrong.

"Cheng Kan, what are you doing?" asked Cheng Qiao, his voice a little stern.

Cheng Kan is not afraid of this cousin at home, he is a little timid when she asks, and he stumbles when he speaks: "I ...... I didn't ...... either Didn't do anything, just ...... with it Let's have fun!"

"Oh?" Cheng Qiao narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his waist, "Have you finished your homework?"

"Uh......" the young man's face changed instantly, "I didn't do it...... The results are not out yet...... Ah, cousin, don't tell my dad he's going to kill me!", he said and trotted downstairs.

Cheng Qiao squatted down and put his hand on the obedient head, gently stroked it in the direction of hair growth, and comforted softly: "Obedient, don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

The relaxed golden retriever shook the long fur on his whole body, stood up and leaned against the hostess.

This short episode did not have any effect, and the Cheng family gathered around the dinner table to talk and laugh.

Cheng Yu knew that it was rare to go back home, he ate happily, drank water and did not forget to dig the well, and kept praising in his mouth: "Sister-in-law's cooking skills are getting better and better, this plate of chicken is delicious!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chunjuan actually covered her mouth and laughed, and said, "You are praising the wrong person, this dish is made by your daughter." ”

"What?" Cheng Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, looked at his daughter and asked, "When did my family Yuanyuan become so capable?"

Seeing his stunned younger brother, the eldest Cheng Yuzhong also cheered: "You are not at home all the year round, so I don't know, your family Yuanyuan may have done it." used to help Chunjuan, but now she is in charge. ”

"Is this called the back waves of the Yangtze River to push the front waves...... "As soon as Cheng Gang, the elder brother in the lobby, said halfway, Cheng Kan, a second-year teenager, took the next sentence: "The front wave died on the beach!"

Then he slapped his father with chopsticks, "How do you talk!"

Cheng Kan covered his head and screamed, and was touched and comforted by his mother's mother, who was overflowing with maternal love.

Halfway through the meal, Cheng Qiao suddenly opened his mouth and whispered to Old Man Cheng: "Grandpa, I want to redecorate the old house." ”

Everyone who was eating and drinking was stunned, and the hall was silent for a moment.

After a while, Cheng Yuzhong asked first: "Qiaoqiao, why did you suddenly remember to decorate the old house?"

Cheng Qiao put the chopsticks on the table and said slowly: "I went to the old house a few days ago to see it, it was very barren inside, and if it is not repaired now, it may collapse in a few years, which is a pity." “

Lin Jiaojiao sandwiched a piece of braised pork for her baby son, sneered, and said, "The child's family is cranky. Nowadays, everyone lives in a new house, and the old house is inconvenient without water or electricity, who wants to live in it, if it is empty, it will be empty! Why spend more money to repair it. ”

"Yes, yes!" the other elders chimed in.

Old Man Cheng didn't say anything for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked after a while: "Qiaoqiao, what do you think in your heart?"

"I like the house and don't want it to go on like this. Cheng Qiao thought for a while and said firmly.

The old man looked at his granddaughter's dark and bright eyes, and knew that she had made a decision, so he said, "Then let's fix it." ”