January 1, 1991

Jia Lei was asleep on the bed, and Sanni walked in and called him to get up.

"Jia Lei got up, got up! If you don't get up, it's going to be late, and it's already 8:30 a.m. Sanni shouted.

"Don't be noisy, let me sleep a little longer. Jia Lei turned over and buried his head in the quilt.

"I can't sleep anymore, I'll have something to do in a while!" Sanni pushed Jia Lei and said.

"It's useless for you to call it like that! We entered the station at 12 o'clock last night, and everyone tossed until 2 o'clock in the morning before falling asleep, this is the most fragrant time to sleep, look at me!" my aunt walked in and said, and then she lifted Jia Lei's quilt.

"It's so cold!" Jia Lei said in a daze, then closed his eyes and began to reach out to touch the quilt, and his aunt put the quilt aside and put her two hands on Jia Lei's neck.

"Ahhh

"Are you awake, if you haven't woken up, I'll pull you out again!" asked my aunt, who had just walked from the hotel and was cold.

"Don't bother your old man, I'm sober! You go out, I'll change my clothes and come right away." Jia Lei hurriedly said.

"Look at your bear-like appearance, that's how we children in the Northeast wake up! You might as well be Sanni when she was a child. After the aunt finished speaking, she took Sanni and left.

Jia Lei sighed and got up to get dressed, at this time, people wear autumn clothes and pants in winter, so they won't go out, if you can't get up with these two in the Northeast, you should put a snowball on your face. Jia Lei was extremely glad at this time, and there was very little snow in Pearl City in winter!

Yes, Jia Lei and Jia Chunxing are now in Mingzhu City, along with the third master and the uncle of the big house.

After eating the flowing water seat, they rushed to Mingzhu City overnight, and they wanted to burn the anniversary for Jia Aiguo.

Everyone in Gangyao Village is now a 10,000-yuan household, so everyone can come up with a few hundred yuan for the trip to this trip! Jia Lei is still young, and Jia Aiguo is a figure who glorifies his ancestors for Gangyao Village, and his family should still be present on such a big day.

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"Jia Lei, what's in your bag? It looks weird, I'll help you get it." The lobby uncle looked at Jia Lei's backpack and asked.

"It was the soil I brought from the ancestral grave in my hometown, and people say that the leaves fall back to the roots! My father can't go back because of the state arrangement, so I brought him some soil. Jia Lei said that the bag on his back contained more than three catties of soil, all of which Jia Lei dug in his ancestral grave when he was free.

"What should you do if you go to the ancestral grave to get soil and surprise the ancestors? Will the ancestors blame you?" asked my aunt worriedly.

"Probably not, I asked my ancestors about incense and paper money before digging the soil. Jia Lei said.

Although Jia Lei is not superstitious, he always feels that he was very sorry that he failed to save his father, and Jia Lei always wants to do something for Jia Aiguo in order to be worthy of Jia Aiguo's nurturing grace.

"It's time to get out of the martyr's cemetery!" said the driver, the car was specially sent by the textile factory, and the car in front of it was sent by someone from the city government.

Jia Lei and the people of the Jia family in Gangyao Village brought incense, candles, paper money and offerings in front of Jia Aiguo's mausoleum, and the deputy mayor and deputy factory director each laid a wreath.

Today is the first day of the new year, and it must be unfortunate to sweep people's graves at this time, so all units have invariably sent deputy positions, and only the one from the port is a full-time director.

After Jia Lei knelt on the ground and burned paper money for Jia Lei, he kowtowed to Jia Aiguo three times, and his forehead was red when he looked up.

"Dad...... Don't save this money, just spend it when you go underground! Your son can earn money now, and you can do it enough! Don't be reluctant to let me not be reincarnated, I'm doing well now! As you can probably see below, it's a good time to be reincarnated...... As soon as he was born, he was born in the 90s, and he didn't have to suffer at all, and he could catch up with the 21st century......" Jia Lei chattered and talked to Jia Aiguo, and the others also burned paper money to incense.

The words of the post-90s and the 21st century are fine, Jia Lei can rest assured that he has also nagged Jia Aiguo in his heart about those words that cannot be exported.

"Bring the soil and sprinkle it around the grave!" The third master looked at the structure of the martyr's cemetery and said, and the hall uncle obediently took out the soil in Jia Lei's backpack and sprinkled it.

"Patriotism, rest assured, the family is fine! You gave birth to a good son and made a fortune with the villagers. How filial this son is, he was afraid that you would miss home, so he went to the mountains to dig the soil of your ancestral grave. If you sprinkle this soil around you, you will be like a family member, and your ancestors will bless you. Third Master Jia said.

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After the anniversary ceremony, the Jia family was not in a hurry to go home, and finally came to a big city like Pearl City, everyone wanted to go shopping and buy some gifts to take back, the third grandfather and the lobby uncle went out every day, but the aunt and grandmother did not go out except for the martyr's cemetery to attend the funeral.

Jia Chunxing came this time to burn Jia Aiguo's anniversary, and secondly, to wait for her eldest grandson and daughter-in-law Li Chunhua.

"Grandma, what should I do if I gave birth to another girl this time, when I gave birth to the second girl, the child's father's work was done, and I was fined a thousand yuan, so I have to be punished for giving birth to another child, right?"

"I asked someone to go to the town to inquire, and I have to pay a fine of at least two thousand yuan!" Jia Chunxing sighed and said.

"Why don't you give this three girls away? There are many rich people in Mingzhu City, so it's good to find a good family to send the children out to eat and drink spicy food. Li Chunhua said.

She has been thinking about this matter for the past few days, as long as she sends the child back, she can say that the child is miscarried, and there is no need to call family planning fines.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Now that the family has no food, how can you give away the child!" Jia Chunxing disagreed.

"But Su Chao and I have no money to pay the fine, Su Chao can earn more than 200 a month by selling goods to his little cousin in Mingzhu City, but he has to support a family of four, we don't have a Mingzhu City hukou, there is no supply of grain and food stamps, and we have to buy high-priced grain for food!" Li Chunhua said.

In these years, the villagers are desperately trying to go to the city to get the urban hukou, just for the food that can be supplied at the same price in this famine year.

"Don't worry about money, your second uncle made a lot of money with Jia Lei in a year, he paid me 10,000 yuan during the New Year, this money was originally reserved for a few of you to build a new house, this time I will give you 2,000 yuan to pay a fine. You are to give birth to a grandson for the old Su family, and we should pay this money. Grandma said.

"Thank you, grandma, but won't the second uncle have an opinion?" Li Chunhua asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, your second uncle doesn't have the time to take care of these little things! He just gave birth to a son, and now he's so busy that he won't even go home, and he's staying on the other side of the Jiehe all day. Jia Chunxing said a little angrily, you must know that this child is her first eldest grandson, but she has never even seen the face of the child until now.

"This ...... The second aunt also has to do confinement, and when she comes out of confinement, she will bring the child back to show you. Li Chunhua comforted her and said.

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January 5th

Jia Lei saw off the third master at the station, and they took the bus to go back, but they didn't expect that when the car stopped near the school, several students excitedly grabbed a newspaper and jumped on the bus?

"Sanmao is dead!" said a boy excitedly.

"No way, how could she die! Why did she die?" asked the female classmate next to him.

"I don't know, but the newspaper says that Sanmao is suicidal if he has depression!" said another boy with red eyes.

"Suicide? Why? Why did Sanmao die? She is so talented, so beautiful!" said the schoolgirl as she cried and grabbed the newspaper.

Jia Lei took a curious look and found that it was reported that the Wanwan female writer Sanmao committed suicide in the hospital on January 4, 1990.

"Sanmao is dead, it's a pity! I really like her poems!" Jia Lei sighed and said, there were too many messy things this year, and he couldn't care about this kind of thing at all.

In Jia Lei's eyes, Sanmao's death is just a bit of a pity, but in the eyes of Sanmao's book fans, this is a big deal. On this day, Jia Lei saw many people discussing Sanmao, discussing her poetry and love!

In the 90s, the most admired poets in China were poets, especially Sanmao, a splendid female poet, who had as many fans as the traffic superstars of later generations! On this day, many fans cried bitterly on the street, not believing that their idol died like this.

"Sanmao's death is one of the top ten mysteries, what can you discuss?" Jia Lei thought to himself as he looked at the students who were sad together.

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"Jia Lei, what are you doing with paper money?" a neighbor asked.

"Go burn some paper, someone you know has passed away!" Jia Lei said, and then he walked to the intersection with the paper money.

On the road, there were many students and literary youths who were sad about Sanmao's death, these two people had no money, and it was impossible to find a place like a restaurant or café to sit down and talk, Jia Lei sighed and walked over.

"Do you want to burn some paper money for Sanmao? I'm also a fan of her books, and I think I have to do something for Sanmao! She's a good girl!" Jia Lei said.