Five or six of Mr. Lin's college classmates worked in the city, and Mr. Zhang, who had the best relationship with a classmate named Zhang Jiahu, who had borrowed the Santana he drove when he returned to his hometown during the Spring Festival. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Du Qiu made a phone call to his father on the evening of April 18, contacted him about borrowing a car, and left the capital by plane early the next morning, and when he arrived in Spring City at half past nine o'clock, Zhang Jiahu was already waiting for him at the airport in a car.

"Brother Tiger, you're too polite, I'll just go get it myself. ”

As the saying goes, things gather by like, people by groups, Zhang Jiahu, like Lin Dawei and Wang Changan, are more bold and enthusiastic people, he said with a smile: "Dawei said that you just came back from the United States, you are tired, I happened to be idle, so I came over and took a ride by the way." ”

Zhang Jiahu himself does not have a private car, but he works in an automobile factory, and he can borrow any kind of car, last time he borrowed Santana, this time he borrowed Audi 100, and the grade has improved a lot.

Around 1995, the tariff on imported cars in China was very high, with a displacement tax rate of 150% above 3.0 and a displacement tax rate of 110% below 3.0, and the price of Mercedes-Benz BMW and the like was more than one million, even if it was bought, there was no need to spend that unjust money, so Audi 100 was almost the only optional high-end car, Du Qiu did not like its old-fashioned shape, but he really needed a better car in China, so on the way out of the airport, he asked: "Brother Tiger, how much is this car?"

"It depends on what model you buy, 300,000 for 4 cylinders, 400,000 for 5 cylinders, 580,000 for 6 cylinders, the specific prices are different from place to place, but eight or nine are not far from ten. Zhang Jiahu, like Wang Changan, transferred from the low-paid and tiring technical department to the lucrative sales department not long after joining the work, and promised: "I am very familiar with the dealers in Sanjiang Province, if you want to buy, I can help you negotiate an internal preferential price." ”

"Thank you, Brother Hu, I'll call you first when I buy it. ”

Du Qiu sent Zhang Jiahu to his work unit, made an appointment to return the car in 3 days, and then bought some food, drinks, medicines and maps necessary for wild trekking in Spring City, and bought some incense candles from a shroud shop, and then called to Heping Village to tell Du Cunzhi that there was a temporary business matter to deal with, and he would return to his hometown after 3 days.

After preparing everything, Du Qiu drove towards the mountains alone, preparing to find his uncle's remains and bring them back to his hometown for burial.

In 2011, the scientific expedition team only found a small part of Du Qiushi's remains, so Du Qiu and his father Lin Dawei together before the crossing, according to the satellite map provided by the scientific expedition team, walked back and forth between Heping Village and the waterhole several times, intending to find all the remains as much as possible, but the dark river is deep underground, deep and tortuous, unable to go down to explore, each time in vain, but also remember the geographical location of the waterhole.

The waterhole is less than 30 kilometers away from Heping Village in a straight line, but the mountain road is tortuous, and it takes about 80 kilometers to walk past, and the mountain is steep and inconvenient to walk, so Du Qiu did not choose to start from his hometown, but went to a neighboring county, and chose a path with gentle mountains and a shorter itinerary from there.

He purchased a full set of mountaineering and camping equipment in the United States, and in the past few months, he has exercised regularly, and his physical strength has increased significantly.

After careful searching, Du Qiu found his uncle's remains, the same as the 2011 scientific expedition team found, thin and mutilated, he was very sad, after putting it away, he took out incense candles and yellow paper from his backpack, respectfully worshipped again, and then cleaned up the traces and left the waterhole.

Two days later, Du Qiu replaced the Audi with a light truck, carrying a full carriage of books and some sports and entertainment goods back to Heping Village, the whole village was a sensation, everyone praised him for the lintel of the gate, not forgetting the hometown, Du Cunzhi was even more overjoyed, even the poker face could not be maintained, personally climbed into the carriage, touched the rows of brand-new books, and smiled like an old farmer who had just finished harvesting grain.

The next morning, Du Cunzhi didn't even look at the yellow calendar, so he asked a few neighbors to help tear down the old house, and then announced that he would build a literary and entertainment center on the original site, in addition to books, but also to make some table tennis, billiards, and video players and other things, so that the old and young masters of the village have a place to relax when they have nothing to do.

"Principal Du is now like a different person, he used to be very strict, he was angry when he heard the students say that he watched the video or something, and a few years ago he almost smashed the video hall opened by Xiao Wang in the town, but he didn't expect to open the video hall himself now. ”

"Before, Qiuzi was not there, he felt uncomfortable, and there was no place to vent, of course it was not pleasing to see anything, but now Qiuzi is not only back, but also so promising, of course enlightened. ”

"Qiuzi is indeed out of luck, last time Chunhua called back and said that he had designed a notepad, which sold more than 100,000 a month and made a lot of money. ”

"You're all old yellow calendars, Qiuzi went to the United States last month, it is said that the foreigner personally invited him to give a lecture, accommodation and round-trip plane tickets are all included, even Americans invited him to be a teacher, what is it to sell a few notepads!"

"If it weren't for Principal Du's gritted teeth and built a primary school back then, our village would be full of illiterates, and no one would want to go out to work. ”

"That's right, I used to hear people say that the Du family is a scholarly family for generations, I haven't believed it much, but now I believe it, with their family as an example, there will definitely be more and more college students in our village in the future, as long as the children have knowledge, are they afraid that they will be unproductive?"

After the old house was demolished, Du Qiu found a few idle neighbors such as Huang Dashan, and went to the town to buy a coffin in the name of making a tomb for his "adoptive father" who died in RB, and then built a new tomb near his grandmother's tomb, and quietly buried his uncle's remains in it.

"Akiko, what's the name of that RB mute? I'm going to find someone to carve a monument for him. ”

"He couldn't speak, he couldn't write, and I never knew his name. Du Qiu looked at the handful of loess in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll write a sample for you later, and you can help find someone to carve it." ”

"Okay. ”

After the elementary school in the evening, Du Cunzhi went over to take a look, burned some yellow paper, then folded his hands, stood in front of the grave and said: "Big brother, all sins are made by human traffickers, I don't blame you, I don't blame you, on the contrary, I am very grateful to you, you have educated Xiaoqiu very well, better than my own teaching, I have to thank you." ”

After he finished speaking, he was about to kneel down to worship, but Du Qiu hurriedly stopped him and comforted: "Dad, this is just a mound of clothes, it's okay when the heart arrives, and it's not too late for us to go to RB to find the ashes and worship later." ”

Du Cunzhi thought about it, so he didn't kneel, and after burning the yellow paper, he asked, "Xiaoqiu, you don't even know his name, what are you going to write on the inscription?"

Du Qiu was silent for a while, then recited an ancient text and said: "Even the peaks and the sky are dark, and the birds can't get through." The wanderer is nostalgic for his hometown, and he doesn't know the west and the east. I don't know the west and the east, but the sky is the same. Exotic, surrounded by the sea. Daguan is with the residence, and Xi must give the palace. The soul is terrible, and there is no sorrow to threaten. ”

This is a passage written by Wang Yangming in the Ming Dynasty in the "Travel", to the effect that the continuous mountain peaks are high and the sky is high, the birds do not pass, and the wanderers who miss their hometown do not know the west and the east, although they do not know the west and the east, but the sky on the top is the same, even if the places are far apart, they are all surrounded by the four seas, and the people who want to open up are everywhere for their homes, and they do not have to stay in their hometowns, so the soul should not be sad or frightened.

In the time and space before Du Qiu traveled, Du Cunzhi often wrote or recited this passage silently after learning that he had cancer, which not only expressed his optimism about death, but also expressed his deep longing for his missing uncle, so Du Qiu remembered it very well.

He chose such a passage as the inscription, so that Du Cunzhi was nostalgic and surprised, and felt that the "son" was not only diligent and studious, but also similar to his own taste, and there were successors, Lao Huai Dachang, and said with a smile: "I will help you write a sample at night, and then let Huang Dashan go to the county to find the best stonemason to carve it out." ”

"That couldn't be better. ”

In the evening, when Du Cunzhi wrote "Travel", he asked Du Qiu to write a copy, he was busy with business in the United States for more than a month, no practice, and the level was much lower than during the Spring Festival, but Du Cunzhi was not as harsh as before, but just admonished: "Calligraphy is used for self-cultivation, you can not practice when you have no conditions, but you must not relax when you have conditions, you must not relax, you are good at diligence and frolic, once people are lazy, it will be difficult to work hard." ”

"I'll practice more. ”

After Du Qiu finished practicing calligraphy, he took 20,000 yuan out and said: "Dad, Mr. Feng, a few of them have been teaching with you for 20 years, and now they don't even have a formal establishment, and they only have a salary of less than 200 yuan per month. ”

In the eighties and nineties, the salaries of rural private teachers were very low, not only did they have no welfare, but they were often in arrears, and sometimes they could even drag on for more than half a year.

Du Cunzhi was very happy to see that Du Qiu not only brought back a bunch of books, but was also willing to pay money to the teacher out of his own pocket, but he refused, saying: "The teacher's salary is responsible for the state, and you take the money out to send it, if the name is not right, what is it!"

"Dad, I didn't say pay them a salary, I said a bonus. Du Qiu put the money on the table of the Eight Immortals and said: "Teacher Feng, they are not from our village, they come every morning and come back in the evening, they have persevered in the wind and rain for 20 years, and they have taught so many children to read, they should not be treated badly, they must give some material compensation and rewards, otherwise you will all retire in the future, who will want to come to the village to teach?"

This matter has always been Du Cunzhi's heart, he was silent, looking at the money on the table in a daze, and after a while, he asked: "Taking so much money out at once, will it have any impact on your business?"

"It's okay, now the company is presided over by my sister, and it is running very well, and there is no shortage of money. Du Qiu took out the notepad business as a cover, and after explaining it a little, he proposed: "I think it is best to gather the whole village, make a box at the entrance of the primary school to donate money, let everyone donate a little anonymously, and then send it to Teacher Feng and them together with the 20,000 yuan, which is justified and more meaningful." ”

"That's a primary school, not a temple!" Du Cunzhi scolded with a smile and said: "It's not a shameful thing to donate money to give bonuses to teachers, why are you making such trouble?"

"Everyone can donate as much as they want according to their hearts, and they are not willing or reluctant, so as not to have comparisons and moral kidnapping, and turn good things into bad things. ”

Du Cunzhi felt that this was a good idea, so he put away the 20,000 yuan and said, "Your brother-in-law...... Dawei raised a sum of money last year to help the primary school renovate the classrooms, if you do a prosperous business in the future, take more money out and help install a few air conditioners in the classrooms, now it is cold in winter and hot in summer, and it is very uncomfortable for children to go to class. ”

"Good. ”