Shao Haibo's return made the quiet mountain town boil, and the people who carried eggs and bacon in and out of the Shao family every day were about to level the threshold of the Shao family.

No one asks if you are poor in the downtown area, but you have distant relatives in the mountains! Shao Haibo is the most promising person in the history of the town, pushing forward three hundred years, there has only been a person in the town, but in the end he only achieved a six-grade official, and Shao Haibo's current position is a serious hall official, and he may be promoted again in the future.

There are everyone who comes to the door, including neighbors, childhood friends, elementary school classmates, and distant relatives who have not been in contact for many years. Of course, there are also people who come to seek medical treatment, in the eyes of the villagers, since Shao Haibo is the dean, he is naturally omnipotent, omnipotent.

This made Shao Haibo very busy, and he didn't do anything on the first day he came back, just dealing with the guests who came to the door made him tired enough, more tired than standing on the operating table for a day.

The next day, Shao Haibo went out with Zeng Yi early in the morning, couldn't afford to provoke him, could afford to hide, and took the craftsman to the back mountain to repair Zeng Wenfu's grave.

The town is surrounded by mountains, and there is only a sky and endless mountains above the head as far as the eye can see, according to the customs of the town, each family has a fixed grave yard on the surrounding hills, which is a good place for the ancestors to ask the feng shui master to see, and the old man of the family will be buried in the tomb yard of the ancestor before he dies.

However, Zeng Wenfu is an exception, he is an outsider in the town, there was no fixed graveyard before, Zeng Wenfu's grave was selected by Zeng Wenfu himself before his death, there is a distance from the town, farther than the graves of other people, and there is only one grave of Zeng Wenfu on the mountain.

It was still dawn when I set out, and when I arrived at the cemetery with my tools, it was already sunset.

Shao Haibo and Zeng Yi placed sacrifices in front of Zeng Wenfu's grave, burned yellow paper incense, and sprinkled a jar of Zeng Wenfu's favorite rice wine before his death, and this ceremony before the tomb was over. Workers take tools and start repairing.

According to Zeng Yi's meaning, Zeng Wenfu's tomb was not overhauled, but only shoveled the surrounding weeds, and then raised the tomb higher, and planted a few trees around it, which is also in line with the pure and indifferent quality of grandfather Zeng Wenfu during his lifetime, but the most important thing in this repair is that it is the most important thing. It is to erect a tombstone in front of the grave of grandfather Zeng Wenfu. People in the mountains do not have the habit of erecting monuments, firstly, it is a waste of money, and secondly, everyone is an ordinary person, and there is no remarkable achievement in life, so naturally there is no need to erect a monument for future generations to know.

But when he came back this time, Zeng Yi wanted to erect a monument to his grandfather Zeng Wenfu. Although his grandfather Zeng Wenfu has been nesting in the mountains all his life, he does not have the slightest fame outside, and he is not a famous doctor of a generation, but his grandfather has practiced medicine for decades, countless people have lived, and his medical ethics have spread all over the world, and no one admires him. That's enough to last a lifetime.

Zeng Yi picked up a shovel, worked with the craftsmen he invited, determined the location and interval of the trees according to the location and size of the grave, and Zeng Yi began to dig the pit.

Shao Haibo is not good, although he is also a mountain baby who grew up from snacks, but after all, he has not done this kind of hard work for many years, and he picked up a shovel and shoveled it twice. The palm of his hand was blistered with blood, and he had to put down his shovel and go to help lay stones on the grave, but he was hit by the falling stones again, and had to sit aside to rest.

Seeing that everyone was busy, but he couldn't help at all, which was completely contrary to his original intention of coming back this time, Shao Haibo felt a little uncomfortable. I feel that I am not using it and that I am not doing my best.

Looking up at the mountains, Shao Haibo suddenly remembered the situation when he was led to Zeng Wenfu by his family, and he was apprehensive. He was accepted as an apprentice by Zeng Wenfu, at that time he was still young and ignorant, because he was unwilling to drop out of school, and he was thinking about how to continue to go to school, so he always had a kind of resistance to studying medicine.

Later, Zeng Wenfu found out that Shao Haibo was not here, he was not angry, nor did he feel sorry for the waste of his hard work, but took out his savings for Shao Haibo to go to school until he died.

Thinking of this, and looking at the familiar mountains, the master often took himself to the mountains here to collect medicines, teach himself to identify herbs, explain the efficacy and usage of each herb, and the master's voice and smile suddenly came to mind.

Shao Haibo's eyes were full of tears, he and the master had no relatives and no reason, but the master treated himself like Zeng Yi, but because he was ignorant when he was young, from the beginning of his art to the death of the master, he had an inexplicable hostility towards the master, and he never kowtowed to the master, including the apprentice back then, he was also reluctant, the old father at home only used the sole plate to pump himself, and he refused to kowtow to the master, and finally the master was generous, let himself toast a cup of tea, This apprentice can be regarded as accepting.

Including when the master died, he didn't come back to the funeral of his old man because he was studying in other places.

Now I am building a grave for my master and making up for many years of shame, but for such a trivial matter, my hands are blistered and my feet are injured, and I can't even do it myself, Shao Haibo feels uncomfortable in his heart, and he shrugs his throat and wants to cry.

Zeng Yi seemed to see Shao Haibo's situation, and said, "Senior brother, why don't we divide the work, I will stay on the mountain, and you go back to handle the repair of the old house?" ”

Shao Haibo pretended to be blinded by the wind, turned around and wiped his eyes, and said, "It's better for me to stay on the mountain, I want to accompany the master more." Besides, I can't go back, and when I go back, I'm sure I'll be entangled and unable to get out, and I won't be able to do anything. ”

"It's good!" Zeng Yi nodded and said, "Then this place will be handed over to you, senior brother!" ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely make the master's tomb beautiful!" Shao Haibo gritted his teeth and said, he was afraid that if he relaxed, his tears would not be able to help flow out.

Zeng Yi didn't delay much, put the shovel on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and went down the mountain.

Back in the town, the repair work of the old house has been opened, and the person in charge of Zhang Luo is Wang Guoli, the owner of the grocery store next door, when Wang Guoli was the poorest, it was Zeng Wenfu who reached out to help, and in the name of "medicine", he continued to buy dried fruit candy cubes from Wang Guoli, which is why Wang Guoli is today, so Zeng Yi came back and mentioned that he wanted to repair the old house, Wang Guoli was very enthusiastic, and came to help Zhang Luo early in the morning.

"Just leave it to me here. Can't you still trust Uncle Wang? When Wang Guoli saw Zeng Yi, he laughed and said.

Zeng Yi waved his hand and said: "Where can I not trust Uncle Wang, isn't Uncle Wang responsible for taking care of these old houses, and there is no place on the mountain that I can intervene in." As he spoke, Zeng Yi opened his handbag, took out a cigarette from it, and said, "Hard work Uncle Wang." This eye gives the masters a point. ”

Wang Guoli picked up the cigarette and glanced at it, and sighed: "If Old Man Zeng can live until now, he will definitely be very happy, you and Shao Haibo grew up under his watch, and now you all have a great future!" Hai Bo became the president of the Nanjiang Provincial People's Hospital, and now you have also been transferred to Nanjiang as a senior official. ”

"No matter how big an official you are. You are also my Uncle Wang, and I have to go to Uncle Wang's house to eat when I come back, right? Zeng Yi smiled.

Wang Guoli laughed so much that his eyebrows were raised, and he said: "I know that Zeng Yi, your child, is the most nostalgic and affectionate, and his behavior is exactly the same as that of the old man, I can see it when you were very young." ”

said. Wang Guoli took apart the cigarette, divided the work in the past, and said: "Everyone has to use dim sum to work, the old man Zeng was a living bodhisattva back then, who hasn't received the favor of the old man!" ”

"Uncle Guoli, you can rest assured, not only will we do this job well, but we don't need money, just take care of food, cigarettes, and water!" The crowd got the cigarettes. said with a smile, but no one smoked, but carefully put the cigarettes in their pockets, and then took out their own cigarettes and smoked.

Zeng Yi took a look. I went to Wang Guoli's grocery store and picked up a few more cigarettes that everyone smoked and distributed them to everyone again.

"Zeng Yi is promising now, if my kid has half of Zeng Yi's potential, I don't have to nest in the mountains!" An older man took his cigarette. praised Zeng Yi.

"Zeng Yi, Uncle Wang said that you became a big official outside, what kind of official is it!" There was a young man, so he asked curiously.

Zeng Yi handed the cigarette to the other party and said: "The director of the Zhonghua Municipal Agricultural Committee is not a big official, serving the farmer friends!" ”

"Tsk, that's amazing!" Everyone praised it, collected the cigarettes and began to work, but they began to discuss what kind of official the director of the Committee of Agriculture was, a position that was so idle that even the peasants themselves had basically never heard of it.

Wang Guoli said at this time, and said: "What do you know, Zeng Yi was the county magistrate two years ago, and the director of the Agricultural Committee is naturally an official who is even bigger than the county magistrate!" ”

Everyone is a little frightened, Shao Haibo's president of the Provincial People's Hospital, everyone thinks it is very big, but the main thing is that there is this relationship to facilitate future medical treatment, but Zeng Yi has even done it as the county master, which is really surprising, in everyone's eyes, the county magistrate of Baima County is already a great official.

The furniture and objects of the old house were carried out one by one, first put into Wang Guoli's yard, and the things in the house were moved out to facilitate repairs.

Wang Guoli was busy, directing everyone to move the furniture, and when each piece of furniture was put away, he took out a rain cloth and covered it.

Seeing that the large items were basically moved, Wang Guoli went over to check and inspect to see if there were any important small objects left, and when he went to the house, Wang Guoli saw that when he moved the Eight Immortals table just now, he dropped the pulse pillow that the old man usually gave to the patient's wrist when he was diagnosing the patient, he picked it up and patted the ash, and said, "You all be careful, don't leave anything behind!" ”

As he spoke, Zeng Yi came in, and he went to temporarily place his grandfather's tablet in the ancestral hall in the town.

"Look at it, the old man's pulse pillow was almost lost!" Wang Guoli held the pulse pillow towards Zeng Yi, and when he took it back, he found that the pulse pillow had cracked and shortened, revealing the cotton inside, so he said: "Let my old woman sew it again, and it can be used again!" ”

Zeng Yi took the pulse pillow and said, "No need, it's just a pulse pillow." ”

"How can it be done, this is the old man's thing, and it's a thought to make up for it!" Wang Guoli tugged hard, snatched the pulse pillow again, and said, "You don't want it, then give it to me!" ”

With this effort, the crack in the broken thread was even greater, Wang Guoli's old face was red, and he couldn't make up for it this time, so he took the pulse pillow home and asked his daughter-in-law to sew it.

After a while, Wang Guoli came back, holding a basket in his hand, and packed up the small things in the house with Zeng Yi.

"Uncle Wang, is your wholesale business okay?" Zeng Yi asked casually.

Wang Guoli said: "What do you say, the business was okay a few years ago, in the past few years, the young people in the village have gone to the city to work, and those who have a good income have bought houses and lived in the city, and there are no people in the village, so this business is naturally not good." But I'm getting older, so let's make do with it. ”

Zeng Yi nodded slightly, what Wang Guoli said is also a common phenomenon at the moment, there are more and more people in the city, there are fewer and fewer people in the countryside, and the ghost town has not appeared, but it is very common, because there is no one, and the economy and consumption in the countryside are basically zero.

At this time, in a restaurant not far from the street, there was a large table full of people, all of whom were leaders of the town, accompanied by a fat man with a fat brain, and the ten fingers of the fat man were all wearing yellow gold rings.

"What's going on over there?" The fat man pointed to Zeng Wenfu's old house through the glass of the hotel.

The town leader glanced at it and said: "Mr. Luo, no one has lived in that house for a long time, it used to be an old Chinese medicine doctor in the town, and the medical skills are very good, the old Chinese medicine doctor has passed away for many years, and now his grandson and apprentices are developed, go home and repair the old house, and then set up a monument in front of the old Chinese medicine doctor's grave." By the way, the tomb is not far from the stone field that Mr. Luo fancies. ”

The fat man let out an "oh" and said, "That old Chinese medicine doctor is surnamed Zeng?" ”

The town leader smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Luo has also heard about the old Chinese medicine doctor?" ”

"I've heard a little, I've heard a little!" The fat man coped twice, his eyes still staring in the direction of the old house, and the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble.

"Come, Mr. Luo, we toast you!" The secretary of the town took the lead in raising his glass and said: "The conditions in the town are simple, there are no delicacies, only some worthless wild things in the mountains, and the places where the hospitality is not good, please bear with Mr. Luo!" ”

"Well said, well said!" The fat man snorted twice, raised his glass and drank with the town leader.

Zeng Yi and Wang Guoli were cleaning up the small things in the house, and Wang Guoli's wife walked in at this time, holding something in her hand, and said, "Shopkeeper, look at what this thing is?" ”

Wang Guoli was a little impatient, and said, "Don't you see that I'm busy, I'll talk about it when I'm busy!" ”

"Just now I removed the pulse pillow and was about to re-sew it, and this thing fell out of the cotton!" Wang Guoli's wife held up the thing and said, "I thought it might be something from the old man, and brought it to Zeng Yi to see!" ”

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