When Fang Xinning returned home, his mother and sister were already waiting for him at home.

"If you don't call, you won't come back." Fang Mu criticized.

Fang Xinning said: "Aren't I coming back? What is so urgent? I didn't make it clear on the phone, so I couldn't settle down for the past two days. ”

Fang Xinxin said: "You are back, but the Qingming Festival has long passed." ”

Fang Xinning asked: "Qingming Festival?" What has to be the Qingming Festival? ”

Fang Xinxin said: "Go to the grave of my father!" ”

Fang's mother said: "In his heart, where is his father." ”

Fang Xinning suddenly remembered that he had already said that he would go to his father's grave during Qingming this year, but in order to organize students to go to the martyrs' cemetery to sweep the graves, he forgot all about it. Fang Xinning slapped his brain, regretting it very much.

Fang's mother prepared a few dishes of side dishes, as well as wine, paper, incense and other items that should be used for the grave, and carefully put them in the basket. Fang Xinning walked in front with a basket, and her sister Fang Xinxin carried a shovel to accompany her mother behind. In fact, on the day of Qingming, my sister also came, but my mother said, if Ning Ning doesn't come back, how can she go to this grave? Ning Ning is the only man in the family.

Fang Xinning walked very fast in front. The road leading to the fields in the village was widened, and the ballast was paved with ballast, and there was no mud on rainy days. The wheat sprouts are green, and the earth is covered with a green coat, which makes people feel clean and refreshed everywhere. When the sun shines on the head, the wind is also warm. In the wheat field, I saw a few people doing farm work sporadically, and a few people who were close to this side greeted Fang Xinning: "Ning Ning is back!" It's like meeting on the street and asking, "Have you eaten?" But the title of "Ning Ning" made Fang Xinning sound a little harsh, and when his mother and sister called him, he didn't feel it much, and the villagers felt very uncomfortable when they called it like this. He is no longer the kid who played hide and seek and followed his partner to steal the orchard, and now he is an upright people's teacher Fang Xinning!

There is a forest in the south of the village, which is a barren beach. Years ago, when the mourning house where the urn was stored collapsed, the village tacitly allowed the villagers to bury the ashes there. Now, there is a large tomb here. Fang Baoguo's grave is in the southernmost part, and a juniper tree is the most eye-catching mark. When Fang Xinning was in junior high school, this juniper tree was asked for by a group of workers who were responsible for greening the highway. It was as tall as a child stumbling to walk at that time, and now it has surpassed Fang Xinning. At that time, when the pit was dug, it was full of sand underneath, and it was still sand at a depth of one or two meters with a shovel, and it was a miracle that it survived. Look at the gray cypress saplings specially bought by several families around, but they are already dark green and mottled with dry yellow spots, and they almost want to die. Fang Xinning thought, a small sapling from someone else can grow so vigorously, could it be that his father is blessing him?

My sister was already crying loudly. The mother instructed Fang Xinning to burn paper, incense, pick vegetables, pour wine, and kowtow. Fang Xinning knelt on the ground, thinking about a question: If his father knew underground, and he didn't know what he would think of himself as a teacher, would he be able to keep his eyes open, or would he not be able to close his eyes?

"Daddy," said Fang's mother, "the children have come to see you." This simple sentence is full of Fang's mother's deep longing for her husband, and you can feel it when you listen to her sluggish voice.

Fang Xinning finally couldn't help it and cried. How many years have passed, my mother has had ups and downs, stumbling and stumbling, father, do you know? A family that has lost its pillars, after so many years of ups and downs without letting the sky fall, orphans and widows are more supported by spirit. He has no resentment towards his father, and even time has almost worn out his memory of his father, and the vague image has turned into some simple symbols, the content of these symbols is serious, kind, persistent, serious, loving, and simple.

And the reason why he wants to know how his father feels about his current job as a teacher is because he has some doubts and contradictions recently, which he can't explain and eliminate on his own.

"Bless my daughter's family with peace and security, bless my son with a smooth work, and marry my daughter-in-law home as soon as possible." Fang Mu said.

Fang Xinning picked up the shovel and added some soil to his father's grave. This is the first time he has personally added soil to his father's grave, and it should also be a ritual for Fang's mother to pass on the responsibility of the family to him. He solemnly pressed some new paper on his father's grave - someone had already pressed new paper there, and I don't know who had come.

Let's say that Ji Meiting's family is taking a walk in the park. A couple also took photos in the park. The woman was dressed in a white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in both hands, while her boyfriend carefully lifted the hem of her skirt. A large group of family members gathered in the back, clamoring and shouting. Everything seems to belong to them, and they are indeed the most striking sight in the entire park.

Ji's mother said: "What a match, look at that guy." Deputy Mayor Ji said: "Oh, the young man is very energetic!" Ji Meiting smiled disapprovingly, thinking, spirit? I don't think so. Look at how thin he is, the dress hasn't been held up yet, it looks like a beautiful dress draped on a dead stake, if Fang Xinning wears it, he can really use the word "spirit". Look at this man's long, small eyes, collapsed nose, and his whole face is flat as if it had been slapped with a board. Such a person is embarrassed to show off here, just hide in the photo studio and take an interior scene, it's his fault to come out disgusting.

Mother Ji secretly glanced at Ji Meiting and said, "Wei Zhong is a good young man in the Propaganda Department. Deputy Mayor Ji Yinghe said: "The guy is good, graduated from Forestry University, and the pots of flowers in my office are all up to him." Ji's mother was asking Ji Meiting just now, and when she saw her husband talking again, she gave him a blank look. Deputy Mayor Ji didn't notice this, and commented there: "If you want to talk about shortcomings, it's a little soft and not decisive enough." ”

Seeing that Ji Meiting ignored herself, Ji's mother asked directly: "Tingting, you should recognize it." "Who?" Ji Meiting didn't seem to hear what her mother said just now. Deputy Mayor Ji said: "Wei Zhong in the Propaganda Department. Ji Meiting pretended not to understand and asked, "What's wrong with him?" Something went wrong? Mother Ji heard her say this, and tried her best to control her emotions: "I said that he is a good person, what do you say?" Ji Meiting said: "Well, it's pretty good." Ji's mother said: "He is very good at raising flowers, in a few days, you invite him to our house to see those pots of flowers, and let him help to serve them." She obviously said it to Ji Meiting, but she didn't expect to let Deputy Mayor Ji take over the conversation: "Okay, I'll call him, the person is very diligent, and he will arrive on time as soon as he calls." Ji Meiting took the opportunity to speed up her pace. Ji's mother finally couldn't help it, and said to Deputy Mayor Ji: "Why can't you be missing anything?" Who told you to call? Why don't you have any brains at home? Deputy Mayor Ji asked Ji's mother to snatch the white, and simply walked a few steps quickly to the front. Ji Meiting had already seen all this in her eyes and was secretly happy.

Ji Meiting sent a text message to Fang Xinning: Our family is walking in the park, but it's a pity that you are missing.

Soon, Fang Xinning replied with a text message: Our family is grave in the cemetery, but it's a pity that you are missing.