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Memories like a storyteller,

?a? ?n?en???? ．??

Jump over puddles, around the village,

and so on.

……

From now on there is a man in my heart,

We used to be small.

……

I'm looking for the people in that story,

You are the part that cannot be missing.

Little hands holding little people,

Guarding the little eternity.

……

The mountains are vast, the harmonica is melodious, and the singing is clear.

Hundreds of young people stood on the side of the road under the cliff, listening to a fairy-like bride singing in a low voice, like a young girl who grew up and remembered the beautiful childhood with her big brother next door, and the little promise she made to herself, and waited silently for it.

Li Jiaming, who has never heard this song, can use the old harmonica to blow the melody and rhythm after listening to the CD twice, but he was sung by his wife's singing to tears. Before the age of seventeen, she and she didn't have the childlike fun in the song, but they had her infatuation.

The past is repeated, and unconsciously, the harmonica sound carries emotions, and there are memories and sentimentality in it. The song is the voice of the heart, Liu Shasha, who is in love with songs, looks back, sees that her husband actually has tears in his eyes, and also remembers the past when he was young, stretches out his hand around her husband's bear waist, and affectionately sings this song that she heard on the radio in Cambridge Town again.

The harmonica is played very well and the singing is average, but having feelings is a good song, and the emotional entanglement between the two has been heard of by many fellow villagers. Older classmates also saw Li Jiaming riding a bicycle on Liu Shasha on the street, and saw them study hard at the same table.

It's so fast, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. The two immortals of the year have now returned from Liuyang and have become husband and wife.

The singing slowly subsided, and the echoca lingered, and the peers who remembered their youth couldn't help but applaud softly. The troublemakers didn't know what was going on, but they knew that the cousins who applauded were all cousins' classmates back then, so they hurriedly applauded gently, for fear that the loud voice would make the doctor's cousin angry. In the legend, this fairy-like cousin is an out-and-out witch, and no one in the village dares to offend her, let alone the idol Li Jiaming since childhood.

Lao Zhang, who was coaxed just now, didn't feel embarrassed anymore, watching a pair of childhood sweethearts finally become married, he also remembered the shadow in Cambridge Town back then. It's just that he didn't have that fate, he struggled for fame when he was young, and when he became famous, the girl of that year was already a wife.

The past cannot be traced, Lao Zhang, who is a game of life, sighed secretly, helped his old friend open the car door, and directed the convoy to set off.

The mighty convoy traveled through the mountains and mountains, and soon arrived in the countryside.

What was once a small street has become a sizable town, with the neighborhood blocking the wide streets and the sound of firecrackers so loud that the motorcade had to move slowly through the crowd.

Li Jiaming, who knows etiquette, couldn't let the bride get out of the car, so he had to ask the driver to open the sunroof, and the couple stood in the car and waved to the neighbors and neighbors to accept everyone's blessings and congratulations. Mao Ling, who came to pick up his relatives, got out of the car, carried bags of candy and cigarettes and distributed them everywhere, thanking the villagers for their love.

After finally walking two or three hundred meters of the street, the convoy arrived at Yinzitan and it was another scene. The renovated You clan ancestral hall was wide open, and Li Jiade, who was deliberately sitting in the passenger cab, hurriedly got out of the car, and according to the old rules, he threw himself to the ground to the head of the ancestral hall with the four doors wide open, and then bowed to the cousin's maternal elders to thank the elders of the mother clan for their care.

The nephew is a Peking University student, a big doctor from an American university, and the one who salutes is also a big doctor, and the grandfathers and uncles with bright old faces smiled from ear to ear, but they waited for Li Jiade, who knew how to count etiquette, to finish the salute before saying: No courtesy, no courtesy.

When the convoy re-entered the road, Sasha, who had never seen this kind of etiquette, asked curiously: "Jiaming, do you still have this rule here?"

How can there be, this is the rule of the You family, but Li Jiaming is not easy to explain, Li Jiade, who got off the luggage just now, explained: "After the Huaiyuan Gong of the You family won the Jinshi, when he returned to his hometown, he deliberately parked a sedan chair in front of the Hu Family Ancestral Hall to worship his grandfather and grandmother, in order to show that he did not forget his roots." Later, the You family married a daughter, and the nephew married a relative passing by here, and those who were angry opened the door of the ancestral hall, and those who were not angry made a fuss casually. ”

Some understand, Jiaming has also lost his mother since he was a child, and his family background is similar to that of Huaiyuangong, but Liu Shasha, who grew up in the mountains, still doesn't understand.

"That?"

"Oh, you're talking about Jiaming, right? He is a descendant of the Li family, and the newcomer hasn't worshiped his ancestors yet, so how can he worship the ancestors in the mother's house first?"

"You have so many rules."

It's not that there are many rules, but although my wife is a girl in the mountains, she grew up in the forest farm and in the unit, and she hasn't experienced this. At that time, a household registration book divided people into two classes.

After turning a few corners and going up and down a few slopes, the convoy stopped in front of the Li Ancestral Hall archway in Huangniping, and Li Jiaren and Li Jiayi, who were in suits and leather shoes, opened the car door to welcome the two newcomers to get off. Li Jiaming, who got off the car first, got out of the car with the bride in his arms and walked on the red carpet that was spread all the way to the ancestral hall, with firecrackers and streamers flying on both sides.

Worship heaven and earth, worship parents tea, and then record the family tree in front of the shrine, after a set of processes, Liu Shasha officially became the daughter-in-law of the Li family. However, the ceremony is not over yet, the new daughter-in-law is also a big doctor, and Li Jiaming, the groom, will go to Wenhua Pavilion to erect a Wenhua monument for his wife.

And this rule?

Yes, this is what Uncle Chuan and Uncle Chuan jointly decided when Qiao Qiao entered the door. The girl who wants to marry out will set up a monument after being admitted to the university, and the daughter-in-law who marries in will set up a monument to inspire future generations.

This is the great glory of the Li family, and there are only five people who can be in the white marble Wenhua monument in the Wenhua Pavilion, Li Jiade, Li Xinhua, Li Jiaming, Qiao Qiao, and Li Wen. Even Li Jiadao, who received a doctorate from Tongji, did not have that qualification, so he and his wife could only erect two marble Wenhua tablets outside the pavilion, because the university they studied was not the best in China. As for Li Jiaren and Mao Tong, a bluestone tablet far away from Wenhua Pavilion, that is the recognition of them, which is better than the big dogs and military soldiers who can't read.

Stand, this monument has to be erected by hand. Without his wife's hand, the majestic Li Jiaming took off his suit and rolled up his sleeves, and under the watchful eyes of the elders and relatives and friends who watched the ceremony, he picked up the 1.5-meter-high, 0.5-meter-wide and 0.15-thick white marble stele, and placed it firmly in the stone pit that had been dug, and then filled it with white cement and white stone mortar, and stood side by side with his Wenhua stele.

"Licheng!"

Uncle Chuan, who was also in a suit and leather shoes, shouted in a long voice, and firecrackers rang out inside and outside the pavilion, and Yang Lili, who had never studied in college, looked at the newly erected Wenhua monument with red eyes. That monument represents not only honor, status in the hearts of uncles, but also power. When the family deliberates, only the daughter-in-law who has erected the Wenhua monument can express her opinions, and the daughter-in-law who does not have the monument does not even have the qualifications to observe. Even You Xiaohong is a person who is the deputy county magistrate, and every time the clan has a discussion, he can't enter the house, so he can only wait in the wing, while Qiao Qiao and Yuan Ying can go in to listen and speak, and now there is another Liu Shasha.

The concubines are just envious, Liu Shasha is such a talented and beautiful concubine, and the little uncle is so dazzling and terrifying, they can't afford to be jealous, but they all want to tie up this concubine who can round and pinch the monster-like little uncle. They have heard from the sister-in-law that the little uncle doesn't know how many grievances he has suffered for Liu Shasha, but they must know that the little uncle is a person who is never angry.

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