Qiao Jiayue thought that the correspondence between herself and Deng Ying was a secret between them, but she didn't know that all this was seen by the second brother.

In the days that followed, he silently watched the jerky interaction between the two young people, but he didn't think of getting married straight to the point.

But as an elder brother, he won't remind him, it's good that he doesn't stop it, okay?

When Qiao Jiayue returns to school, her mentality is a little different from before, and she will pay more attention to the emotional state of others.

For example, Guo Yufan often looks at the portrait in the notebook in a daze and sighs. Zheng Mingxin kept her husband from having too much contact with other girls all day long.

and Qiu Honglian seems to be in love, is she hiding and smirking secretly, and pays more attention to her own dress.

But others still focus on studying, pay attention to current affairs in their spare time, and live a simple and fulfilling life.

And Qiao Jiayue is actually no different from usual, she and Deng Ying made an appointment to meet once a week, the two would chat a few words, exchange letters and leave separately.

The contact between the two was in the school library, and no classmates had noticed such a strange interaction between them for the time being.

On the day of Qingming Festival, many students spontaneously went to Tiananmen Square to hold a memorial event, but Qiao Jiayue did not go.

To be exact, she doesn't like the scene of such a large-scale event.

In schools, especially in the literary club, some mourning poems are also written, and in addition to broadcasting some current affairs news, these articles are being read on the radio.

Qiao Jiayue has planned to go to the People's Heroes Monument on Saturday to put a bouquet of flowers.

However, some students organized everyone to go to the cemetery to sweep the graves of the martyrs and some leaders, and the momentum was not small, Guo Yufan also participated, and came back to tell Qiao Jiayue what happened.

The current situation is much looser, and there is no sense of criticism for some traditions such as tomb sweeping during the Qingming Festival, and there is no need to hide it.

Especially a few days ago, the newspaper reported on the restoration of cultural relics and monuments such as the Temple of Confucius.

Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but think of those crazy years, and couldn't help but sigh a few times in her heart, even if she took action at the beginning, how much did she save?

There is an older brother who studies cultural relics restoration, and she is happy to see these monuments restored.

However, she knew that because of the movement ten years ago, the concept of breaking the four olds had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there were not so many people who really valued what their ancestors left behind.

When the economy develops, those things that are old and cannot be used by those who benefit will have to disappear.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but rub her forehead, she wanted to do so much, so many things in the future, who could take care of everything?

Guo Yufan on the side was still sighing, saying that he couldn't sweep Premier Zhou's tomb in the cemetery.

When Qiao Jiayue heard this, she couldn't help but feel sour, yes!

The ashes of this great man returned to the motherland, and I hope that one day, he can see the prosperous Chang'an on the land of China.

Guo Yufan came to Qiao Jiayue's side and whispered: "Jiayue, do you know? There was another incident that happened back then, and there is still no solution. ”

At that time, she was still studying, and she also went to Chang'an Street, and followed her to Babaoshan, and now looking back, she is still impressed.

It's about something strange that happened during the cremation, a well that had not been dry for hundreds of years suddenly ran out of water and never recovered.

"You say, is this God foreshadowing something?"

Qiao Jiayue said in a sullen voice: "Maybe God is also sad." ”

Guo Yufan sat on the edge of the bed and sighed again, "I don't dare to go home, my mother has to cry every year during Qingming." ”

Obviously the country was about to be founded, but her grandfather and grandmother died before they could wait.

Qiao Jiayue patted Guo Yufan on the shoulder and comforted her silently, which was more effective than any words.

At this time, Qiao Hongzhi had been back home for several days, and let Qiao's mother keep it in the house with good food and drink, and when he went out again during the Qingming Festival, it was a lot whiter.

In these years, firewood was burned, and the grass on the grave basically had no chance to grow taller, so it had already been cut and burned.

This year there are no restrictions, there is no need to sneak around as before, and every family happily carries a hoe up the hill and carefully trims the grave.

Grandpa Qiao personally took his sons and grandchildren up the mountain, and found that there were plants growing on the edge of the grave, and he didn't let everyone cut them down, not to say that the descendants had a chance and would become officials in the future, and his face was red with joy.

This year's Qingming sun is shining, the temperature is not low, and people are sweating.

Qiao Hongzhi hid behind, he couldn't understand Grandpa Qiao's thoughts, it was good that he could come as a wounded, as for doing things, forget it, anyway, there are many people, and there is no shortage of him.

He couldn't help but think of when he was a child, every season, he took his friends to run around the mountains.

But now look at it, his son's friends are all married, and Chen Bai is not there, so he is a little alone.

There are also two more remote tombs, Qiao Hongzhi and Grandpa Qiao didn't go, and the grandparents and grandchildren walked to the brigade one after the other.

Halfway through, Grandpa Qiao suddenly said, "Xiaozhi, take good care of your injury, and go back to the army when you're well." ”

"Being a soldier is very promising, and your younger brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces will all rely on you to pull them in the future. ”

Qiao Hongzhi listened, his expression was slightly cold, what is the plan of the old man?

He has no obligation to help these cousins and cousins, they are usually ordinary relatives, and he really can't find a reason to help them.

"Grandpa, don't worry, my injury is not healed yet. If there are any sequelae, the army will definitely not want me. ”

Grandpa Qiao then remembered Qiao Hongzhi's injury, his face was a little unsightly, he saw that Qiao Hongzhi could walk, and he didn't think much about it, so he forcibly asked him to come and sweep the tomb.

Although this section of the road is relatively smooth, it will take more than ten minutes to walk, is it really no impact?

Qiao Hongzhi saw that Grandpa Qiao stopped talking, his eyes rolled, and he snickered in his heart.

In fact, he didn't feel any discomfort, and the most serious injury he had was actually his arm, and now he is almost recovering, and proper exercise is needed.

The reason why he said this was just to let Grandpa Qiao know that the troops were not necessary for him, and he could leave that place at any time.

When he arrived at the door, Qiao Hongzhi invited Grandpa Qiao into the house to drink saliva, and the old man replied angrily that he didn't need to, and left with his hands behind his back.

Qiao's mother came out of the kitchen and called Qiao Hongzhi to rest, while asking what was going on.

Qiao Hongzhi explained the situation again, "This opening can't be opened, how can anyone have a good life, and the family will eat and drink with the person who has a good income?"

"Think about Xiaoyuan, Xiaoliang, and Yue'er, which one will be better than me in the future, and you can't make trouble for them. ”

When Qiao's mother heard this, she patted him, "Be careful when you speak, don't make your grandfather angry." But he did not object to what he said.

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Chapter 578: Qingming