Tong Qiaoxin couldn't accept her mother's remarriage at first, and in her heart, no one could replace her father Qiao Haisheng's position. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, after these events, she was really distressed when she saw her mother's thin shoulders and haggard face.

With the intervention of Voter Li, she felt that this man was still good, and during the time when she was injured, she made a lot of efforts for her family.

She deeply felt that the smile on her mother's face was from the heart.

She smiled and said to Li Xuan: "Uncle Li, you can wear it, this is what my mother carefully selected for half a day." ”

Voter Li's slightly red cheeks closed with joy.

On the afternoon of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the traditional customs of rural people, it is necessary to invite the deceased ancestors to come back for the New Year.

This was originally a matter for the men in the family, but now there are only two people in the Tong family, the mother and daughter.

Tong Qiaoxin went out with incense, wax, and paper watches, and went to the old cemetery in the village.

On the way, there were quite a few people who went with them, and they all went to the grave.

Tong Qiaoxin greeted people he knew well in the village and walked in their strange eyes.

Someone behind her was calling her name, this was Cheng Liang, a boy of the same age as her in the village.

"Tong Qiaoxin, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. Cheng Liang said, "Are you okay?"

Tong Qiaoxin knew what happened to him this time, and most of the people in the village knew about it, and there were different opinions.

"It's good, what about you, what are you doing after graduation?" she asked Cheng Liang.

Cheng Liang is a person who doesn't talk much, he lowered his head and said: "I didn't do anything, I used the money from the village to open a pickle workshop, and I was half dead." ”

Tong Qiaoxin sighed and said, "Take your time, don't worry." Don't you see that our neighboring village is also getting bigger?"

With that, he arrived at the graveyard.

After talking to Cheng Liang, he went to his own cemetery and found the graves of his grandparents first.

According to the old rules of the past, burning paper, burning incense, chanting words, telling what is the New Year, going home for the New Year, and so on.

When I arrived at my father's grave, tears welled up at once.

The pain and grievances of this time were all released, and she cried loudly.

Here, no one will wonder why you are crying, no one will advise you not to be sad, this is a sad place in the first place.

She fell to her knees on her legs and cried profusely.

Instantly, I felt a burning heat in my neck.

She knew that was the role of the pendant.

The people around the grave began to go home one after another, and Tong Qiaoxin said to the loess lump in front of him: "Dad, go home!"

A gust of wind blew, and the loess of the grave was raised......

On the way home, she saw a water tap, picked up a few handfuls of water with her hands, washed the tears on her face a few times, and then wiped them dry with her sleeve.

At home, Tong Hui began to vacate a table in the house, put these three photos of relatives, and put them on the table.

Apples, oranges, and bananas are placed on it as fruits for the offering.

Tong Qiaoxin lit incense and candles, and the relatives in the portrait were like those before their deaths, and their faces seemed to have the joy of the New Year.

Qiao Haisheng's portrait is the same as when he was alive, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, white and clean, it is difficult to associate him with a man who farms and raises cattle, just like a scholar.

"Dad, you must bless me and Mommy......" she muttered in her heart.

There was a deafening sound of firecrackers outside......

Tong Qiaoxin also took out the firecrackers he bought, no matter what, for the New Year, there must be a New Year's appearance.

At the gate, she lit the firecrackers and watched the sparks on the ground rise in a crisp voice.

Firecrackers, please take away all my bad luck, hope from the bottom of my heart.

The landlord uncle was also at the door, and he saw Tong Qiaoxin and said, "Woman, have a good New Year." He stuffed a red envelope into Tong Qiaoxin.

She is not easy to refuse, she has spent three Spring Festivals in this small courtyard, and every Spring Festival, the landlord will give red envelopes to the children in the yard.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, and I wish you and Auntie good health. Tong Qiaoxin took the red envelope with both hands and said.

The sound of firecrackers was too loud, and it is estimated that the landlord uncle did not hear her blessing clearly.

Tong Hui's buns are also steamed, although there are two people, there are many customs that cannot be missing. Especially this year, we should pay more attention to it, so that there is a good omen for the coming year.

The Spring Festival Gala, keeping the New Year, and making dumplings, the two of them are also happy.

Tong Hui also prepared a big red envelope for her daughter.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the two of them got up early in the morning and went to the original temple in the village to offer incense.

When the village was demolished, this ancient Guanyin temple was preserved.

People of the older generation have said that the bodhisattvas here are very effective and respond to requests.

Therefore, on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, there will be good men and women from four miles and eight villages to come, and the incense in the temple is quite vigorous.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, a new beginning of the year.

Before I walked to the gate of the temple, I saw several gong and drum teams in the village, all of which were vying for incense.

The temple was built at the junction of three villages, and if you trace back to the source, it belongs to the public boundary.

The importance of the head incense represents the prosperity and development of the village for a year.

The gong and drum teams of the three villages, together with the teams from the neighboring villages, blocked the door.

Of course, those who came early have not yet come out of it.

Tong Hui met her old neighbors at the door, and they all stayed with them and chatted.

Tong Qiaoxin stood beside her mother, listening to these people talking about houses, land, and mother-type topics such as children and grandchildren.

When he could go in, Tong Qiaoxin felt hungry.

After offering incense and worshipping the Bodhisattva, I ate a bowl of fasting in the temple - vegetarian whistle noodles.

Then, I went back to my small home with my mother.

Tong Hui turned on the gas stove and began to cook dumplings.

You can only eat dumplings after fragrant, which is also a particular thing.

In order to please this good fortune, it must be.

At noon, a few relatives of their own came to the house, which can be regarded as walking around.

When they come to the door, it is the traditional four gifts.

A box of crystal cakes, a bottle of Xifeng wine, two bottles of canned food, and a can of tea.

Sitting on the sofa, as usual, there is no pain.

Then, one of them, Tong Qiaoxin had an uncle, and he began to accuse Tong Hui of not disciplining his daughter well, and this time there was such a big incident.

As a member of the Tong family, he felt a little embarrassed or something.

Tong Qiaoxin was in the hut, and she felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard such words.

She walked out and said, "Third uncle, you can't say that. Don't blame my mother for everything, there is such a big thing in my family, and I haven't seen you here, and when you come to the door for the New Year, you say this, isn't it a blockage?"

"This woman, how do you speak?" The third uncle stood up, pointed at Tong Qiaoxin and said, "It's not big or small, didn't you teach it at home?"