Chapter Seventy-Nine: Worship the Ancestors
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Wang Chunlan heard that Zhang Zheng was going to invite CCTV reporters to interview and report, and felt that the time had come for her husband to show his face. According to the division of labor led by the provincial government of Dongshan Province, Zhang Wenjin is in charge of culture, education, health, civil affairs and other work. These jobs are usually not taken seriously, so Zhang Wenjin's ranking is very low, so that even Wang Rui, the son of Deputy Secretary Wang, looks down on him. However, if this large-scale donation activity is broadcast on CCTV, it will certainly cause a sensation, and it will certainly attract the attention of the high-level leaders of the central government and the departments concerned, and the leaders of the provincial government in charge may thus enter the attention of the high-level leaders.
"Xiao Zheng, don't worry, I know your intentions, thank you." Wang Chunlan said gratefully.
"Brother Zhang, Xiaohui, it's time to leave for the cemetery." Manru reminded.
"Okay, thank you." The graves of grandfather and parents are located in the southwest of the village on a half-hill slope called Hanjiayu, south of the famous local mountain peak Muge Village, north of the beautiful tourist resort Wohu Mountain Reservoir, east and west each have a ridge, forming a peculiar three-sided mountain hugging one side of the unique topography around the water, praised by the feng shui master as the place of "dragon vein".
It's a pity that since ancient times, not to mention that the Zhang family has never produced emperors and generals, even the entire village has never produced decent high-ranking officials. However, the Wang family in the west and the Guo family in the south have produced military division-level cadres and CEOs of listed companies.
The tombs of grandfather and parents are made of local bluestone, and there are tombstones engraved with dragon and phoenix inscriptions in front of the tomb, and the words on the two tombstones are concise and clear, and the inscriptions are respectively "grandchildren: Zhang Shaojie, Zhang Shaohui knocks" and "son Zhang Shaojie, daughter Zhang Shaohui knocks" words.
Standing quietly in front of the solemn tomb, looking at the cigarettes slowly wafting from the incense burner on the table under the monument, the happy scenes of childhood and parents appeared in Zhang Zheng's mind from time to time, especially the bits and pieces of the brothers and sisters who depended on their grandfather in the hard years were like movies, constantly flashing in his heart and mind.
Spring goes to autumn, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, the spring is not there, the flowers are gone, people go to the empty building, and the love is unforgettable in the depths, only to let the crystal tears condense into poetry, and treasure it in the bottom of my heart: the year of dancing spoons is gone, and the year of standing returns.
The scenery is still the same, the things are not people, and there are two boundless life and death in ten years.
Two tombs, one billet loess, are even more desolate after the wind and rain.
When the sheep is not gone, Nanshan Gang, seeing things and thinking about feelings, bursts of pain and broken intestines.
Relatives are hard to find, the ancestors lie on the ground, and they are speechless for each other, only a thousand tears.
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When Zhang Zheng softly read out the temporary memorial text prepared on the spot, he was already in tears and couldn't cry. The whole sacrificial text is full of sadness and sentimentality, and Zhang Zheng's true feelings are revealed between the lines. Ten years ago, the family was happy, and ten years later, although the scenery is still there, it is no longer human, yin and yang are separated, the sky is separated, life and death are boundless, and it is miserable. After returning, the beautiful mother, the handsome father and the grandfather of the fairy wind bones were gone, only a handful of loess, two tombs, quietly staying in the wind and rain, desolate. Looking at the tombs of my parents and grandfather, thinking back to the emotions of my relatives in the past, there is a pain of seppuku that keeps coming, and it hurts. The elder brother is concerned about his sister, and the younger sister is looking for his brother, looking for ten years, and finally reunited. But the parents and grandfather were lying on the ground forever, and now standing in front of them, the relatives were speechless, and they could only cry silently and be sad. What a miserable, heart-wrenching, desolate and sad thing it is!
Xiaohui listened to her brother's sad sacrifice, looked at the tomb of her grandfather in front of her, and thought about it, if she hadn't been rescued by her grandfather back then, she would have become a lonely ghost like tens of millions of people who died of hunger and disease.
The grief and crying of the brother and sister infected everyone present, many of whom had already burst into tears, and Manru had also wept bitterly and couldn't help himself. Wang Chunlan hurriedly hugged her daughter in her arms and continued to comfort her, while Yu Lei and others stepped forward to comfort the president with red eyes.
Yu Lei said softly to the president: "By the way, the president's day is sad, and now you should kneel down and worship." ”
Under the auspices of Yu Lei, Zhang Zheng, Xiaohui, cousin and others knelt in front of the graves of their elders, kowtowed, and although Manru, Qian Jin and others were not close relatives of the Zhang family, they also knelt down to salute due to their special relationship with Zhang Zheng.
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