Chapter 954: Returning to the Hometown

I haven't been back to my hometown for several years, and my hometown has changed a lot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What was once less than two meters wide brick road has been turned into a concrete road for two trucks to meet, and a small bridge that was once made of two slabs without even a guardrail has become a bridge. As far as the eye can see, there are beautiful small western-style buildings all around, most of them are two-storey, and it is not uncommon for them to have three or four floors, and some people even install glass curtain walls outside.

Not only are the roads wider, the bridges bigger, the smaller western-style buildings more, and private cars everywhere.

The life of the villagers is getting better and better, and Han Bo is happy in his heart, feeling that this is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

While driving, turn around the intersection of the old Xiangyang supply and marketing cooperative, slow down the speed and look around, find the most impressive landmark to go to my grandfather's house----- Xiangyang Gate, confirm that I am not wrong, continue to drive forward along the cement, turn three more corners, and find that the small shop about 500 meters away from my grandfather's house has almost become a parking lot, one by one full of cars with Donghai and Nangang license plates.

"Brother has arrived!"

"Han Bo is back!"

As soon as he rolled down the window, his cousin Xiaojun rushed up, pointed to a gap under the tree in front of him, and said happily: "Brother, there is still a place over there, continue to drive forward, drive to the front and then fall, I will help you watch from behind." ”

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

The old man is ninety years old, it's time to come back, it seems that the arrangement is good, and there is a special person here to direct the parking.

"Okay, help me watch it," Han Bo raised his hand to greet the villagers who got up at the door of the small shop to greet him, and then drove to the front under the command of his cousin, and made three or four consecutive beats before reversing the car into the "parking space". For fear of affecting traffic, I looked back after getting out of the car to confirm that the truck could pass, but I couldn't meet here, and I pulled the rearview mirror again.

"Brother, how did you get here, I'm waiting for you. Xiaojun thought that he was going to help carry some luggage, but his cousin didn't bring anything, so he simply walked to the small store side by side.

"It's all here?" Han Bo asked curiously as he greeted the five groups of villagers in Xiangyang, who were watching the bustle.

"Qingqing, Xiaoqin, and Erxiao are on the way, and they just called Sigang. Hongying came back by plane, and it was time to get off the plane, so she didn't let us pick it up, saying that she would find a taxi at the airport. ”

Obviously, all the parents of this generation have arrived, and the juniors are rushing back from Tiannan and Haibei like themselves.

The farthest university graduates were assigned to the Northeast, and it was not easy to get together once.

Han Bo nodded, and just took out a cigarette and was about to distribute it to the onlookers, a woman in her forties was dancing and introduced to a few old people sitting at the door of the store: "This is the eldest girl's family, the son of Han Baoguo of Changhu Team 8, and your classmate." The most promising, as a big leader, in Shenzhen is the director of the public security bureau ......"

"Carpenter Han's son?" asked an old man who listened for a long time and stared at Han Bo, who was handing him a cigarette.

"Yes, uncle, my name is Han Bo, and I am the son of Carpenter Han. ”

"It's so big, don't say who knows? I know your father, the dowry of the second girl in my family was your father helped me, and I worked in my house for a winter, and finally counted 122 jobs, at that time, the wage was low, a job was four yuan and five, and finally counted 549 yuan. But I was also poor at that time, and it took two years to settle it with your father. ”

The old man's ears are back, his memory is good, and after so many years, he actually remembers how much money the Han family has earned him!

Everyone immediately burst into laughter, and Han Bo couldn't help laughing.

"Is it uncle, remember so clearly?"

"I am not as capable as your mother-in-law and grandfather, he still farmed until last year, and raised six sheep, I have done three things in my life, building a house, marrying a daughter-in-law for my son, and sending a girl to marry, I remember how much money I spent. ”

"Director Han, your grandparents-in-law and grandmothers are capable, eighty or ninety years old, and they still cut sheep grass every day. The sons and sons-in-law are more productive than the other, one is more filial than the other, they all give him money to spend, and they buy things for him one by one, and he is the most blessed and richest in the team, but they still have to do it. ”

Xiao Jun was afraid that others would think that his family was not filial, so he said coldly: "They can't be idle, and they don't listen to what we say." ”

"The peasant guy is the life of the worker, he can't enjoy that blessing, my son and daughter-in-law are also filial, call me every day to go to Sigang, I am not used to it, I am not used to it, I am not used to it, it is better to come back to farm. ”

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It's rare to come back once, of course, you have to have a good chat with them, and you won't be scolded.

It's talking, but it's actually listening.

The villagers were chatting enthusiastically, and the old man behind his ears raised his head again and said with a regretful face: "Your father is now a big boss and no longer works as a carpenter." If it's not a big boss, I still have to ask him to do something, he is a master and has good craftsmanship. ”

"What do you always want to fight?"

As soon as Han Bo asked, everyone burst into laughter again.

Just inexplicably, the woman who knew everything couldn't help but explain: "What can you hit at this age, hit the coffin!"

When you get older, you will think cranky, and there is this custom in the local area, so it can be said that this is really a big deal for the elderly.

Han Bo can only be his own master, and he can't make decisions for Mr. Han, so he can't help this, so he can only smile and say: "You always think too much, you can always make a coffin early, you can always live one hundred and two!"

Talk to them until dark.

Xiaojun was a little impatient, took out the soft China and scattered it again, and said enthusiastically: "Fourth master, third grandmother, Aunt Wang, everyone in the family is waiting for my brother, let's go back first, and you should go over early." ”

Although tonight is a "warm life", but tonight please invite the neighbors in the team, Aunt Wang just went to investigate, the three cooks are busy, the big tent has been set up in the old family's yard, the juniors help set up the tables, chairs and benches, pay attention to the count, tonight is estimated to have twenty tables.

Not only can there be a lively and banquet to eat, Aunt Wang couldn't be more enthusiastic, and urged vigorously: "Go, go, go, don't let 'Shou Shenglao' (Shou Xing) wait, it's okay to park the car, we'll help you keep an eye on it." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, come over early!"

Say goodbye to the blind dates, talk and laugh with my cousin and walk to my grandfather's house, in fact, it is my uncle's house, the three aunts and several aunts are all busy working, my grandmother is sitting in the tent and talking to her granddaughter-in-law, Han Bo hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

The most promising grandson came back, and the grandmother was extremely happy, and took Han Bo to the east room full of various nutritional products, and shouted: "Old man, old man, Xiaobo is back!"

"Grandpa, I'm Xiaobo, I'm back. ”

"Xiaobo, Xiaobo......"

"Well, I'm back. ”

As soon as he saw his skinny grandfather, Han Bo felt sad for a while, he still remembered how good his grandfather was when he was in elementary school, and how good his father was when he was in his fifties and sixties doing farm work was better than his father who was in the prime of life at that time.

But now, he is so thin that he has no time to speak.

"I'm back, don't delay anything," the old man asked with concern as he lay on the bed and held Han Bo's hand.

"Don't delay, you have a good birthday, it's Sunday. ”

"It's good not to delay things," Grandpa seemed to have forgotten what he was going to say, so he just looked at Han Bo and said yes.

What he needs now is rest, Han Bo racked his brains and thought about it, and talked about it for a while, the old man laughed, and fell asleep listening to it.

Helping him cover the quilt and helping his grandmother back to the yard, Han Bo looked at the busy cook, turned around and asked, "Uncle, where are my mother, Xiaolei and Susu?"

"In the back, in the back, go see. ”

"Xiaobo, go ahead, it's okay here. ”

Grandma was in good spirits, turned around and said, and chatted with a few old ladies who came to see the excitement.

The three uncles' houses are next to each other, and the three beautiful small western-style buildings are almost the same, but they have been empty for many years, and they live with their grandparents. They have a decoration business in the East China Sea and a commercial house in Sigang County, and they only come back during the New Year's holidays.

If you don't live there, why build such a big house?

But it seems that my own house is the same, there are buildings in the town, and there are three tiled houses in the village, no one lives in it, but it must not be demolished, because that is the root of the old Han family!

Han Bo secretly sighed, greeted more than a dozen cousins and cousins one by one, and poured into the courtyard of his second uncle's house with them.

I don't know if I don't come in, and I'm scared when I come in.

Mr. Han is no longer in a suit and leather shoes, but wearing a work uniform that he didn't know where to find, and is making a coffin in the yard with the help of his uncle, second uncle, second aunt, third aunt and others!

Hands-on, the whole family mobilized, one by one busy panting and sweating profusely.

No wonder the old man at the door of the small shop sighed with great regret, it turned out that he was very envious of his grandfather for having the best carpenter master in this area to help him make coffins. What's even more ironic is that Rui Rui and Su Su show great interest in carpentry work, and the two children are having fun there with their planers.

"Susu, your dad is back, don't make trouble here!"

"Xiaobo, it's just in time, take the two children away, get all dirty, and then talk about what to do if you touch your hands. ”

Mr. Han either didn't work, but as soon as he started working, he was very focused, wiped his sweat, and turned around to send his grandson and grandson away.

"Sussy, Ruirui, come here. "The coffin made today is called "Xicai" and also called "Shoucai", which is a very serious matter in his hometown, Han Bo didn't dare to make trouble for them, let alone his son and nephew to make trouble for them, so he walked over and sandwiched one in one hand, and sandwiched the two children who were playing happily to the third uncle's house in the last row.

When I came in, I was surprised.

The front is doing carpentry work, and this side is doing "bricklayer work", building the Great Wall!

There are two tables in the hall, one table in the west room, and one table in the east room, and even the upstairs is full of mahjong rubbing sounds, and the old mother and mother-in-law are "gambling" with the eldest aunt, the second aunt, the third aunt and a group of women who look quite familiar and can't name or even know how to call them.

If you guessed correctly, the wife and the elder sister should be upstairs.

No wonder the children don't want to stay here, they only care about playing by themselves, and they don't have time to take care of the children at all, Han Bo was completely convinced, put down his son and nephew, looked at the piles of change on the table and smiled: "Auntie, second aunt, auntie, it's not too small, who won today?"

"Your mother won, and your mother won it all by herself. ”

Auntie even teased: "Xiaobo, I know that when you see us playing mahjong, you want to catch a bet, you want to catch your mother first, she is the main offender and we are an accomplice." ”