In the past, the Yellow River often opened its mouths. When the Yellow River passes, the place where the water flow is tight leaves silt, and the place where the water flow is slow leaves sand, which is "tight silt and slow sand". The sandy land is high, and no matter how heavy the rain is, it will not flood, and the water will flow to the depression in all directions.

There is a large depression in the southwest of Juye City, which is more than 40 miles long from north to south and more than 10 miles wide from east to west, on both sides of the Sushui River. There is no need to dung on this field, and a good crop of wheat can be harvested in April, and what is planted is not guaranteed, and it will not be harvested in ten years. In autumn, there are many waterfowl flying in the large depression when the water is out of sight. The children all sang: "The sky is boundless, the earth is borderless, and the monk has no hair braids." ”

The big depression of the land can be planted casually, and whoever sows will reap it.

When the people who fled the famine outside and asked for food came, someone advised them: "Don't go, plant some land in the big depression." In this way, the surnames of several Zhuang Baishitun, Dong Guantun, and Sun Guantun in front of Dawa are mixed.

Qiao's ancestor was in Dingtao County, Xibali Qiaolou, there was a businessman in the 14th century, he went to the northwest Hubeikou to do leather business, and made a fortune. He saw that there was a lot of land in Dawa, so he bought dozens of acres of land in Sun Guantun and moved there to settle down during the Qianlong period.

The sixteenth ancestor Qiao Zhitang, after inheriting the ancestral business, abandoned business and started farming, and created another foundation. Provided by Qiao Niantian.

The 16th Qiao family head is called Qiao Zhitang, he is the president of Sun Guantun, and took the lead in repairing the White Niangniang Temple in Sun Guantun. The clay statues in the temple are old and not presentable. After the temple was repaired, he asked someone to reshape the statue of the god and make it exactly like the previous statue.

In the spring, when the green and yellow crops are scarce, he will set up a large pot on the temple to cook porridge, and the poor families and those who ask for rice will take their own bowls to drink the porridge.

At that time, the land planted was far away from home, and when I went out to work, someone had to bring food to the field. That time, Qiao Fangxing, the nineteenth generation of the Qiao family, went to the north with his father to cut sorghum, and cut it until noon, and his father said: "You go home to eat, after eating, bring me some, I don't have to go back." ”

Fang Xing ran home to finish eating, and brought a four-nosed jar to bring food to his father. There were two bowls of black mush in the jar, made of sorghum flour, and some soybean grains were put in the mush. On the mouth of the jar is a bowl, and in the bowl is a dish. My hometown eats steamed vegetables, steamed out in a pot with Wowo, and covered with a plate. On the top of the plate is a nest wrapped in a white ground blue flower handkerchief, which I call Ning Wowo Wo there. First mix a piece of white flour and roll it out on a board to form a cake, then a piece of black flour, which is ground from sorghum and soybeans. Put the black noodles on the white noodles and roll them out, roll them out, put them on the green onions, oil and salt, roll them up, knead them into pieces of them, and make them into nests. Delivering food like this doesn't cool anything. This kind of meal was the best meal at that time.

Halfway through, I met an old man passing by, with unkempt hair, like a begging for food. He asked Fang Xing, "What's in your jar?" ”

Fang Xing said: "I sent food to my father, but my father hasn't eaten yet." ”

The old man asked, "I've been hungry for a day, do you give me food?" ”

Fang Xing saw that he was not young, and said, "Medium." ”

The old man opened the jar and ate it, and the two nests and the bowl of food were not left at all, and the two bowls were drunk for him.

Thinking that his father was starving, Fang Xing was not very happy.

After eating, the old man threw the four-nosed jar out, and the jar flew out and broke it.

Fang Xing got angry and said, "I was kind enough to give you food and drink, you are full, why did you drop my jar?" ”

The old man said, "The feng shui here is good. ”

Fang Xing didn't understand what he was saying, and thought to himself what a person who wanted food understood.

The old man said, "To tell you the truth, I look at feng shui." I didn't eat this jar of rice in vain, where the jar landed, you should treat this place as Zulin. With that, the old man left.

Fang Xing was suspicious, and told his father, and his father said, "Let's listen to others." ”

When my father died, he was buried there.

At that time, there was a disease, there was no good medicine, and people often died in the tunzi. In the past forty years, the Qiao family has not added graves or hurt anyone, and the Qiao family will treat it as an old forest in the future.

Fang Xing added five sons and two daughters, with more than 140 offspring, and talents from all walks of life.

Fang Xing is Niantian's grandfather, loyal and honest, went to school until he was in his thirties, did not get admitted to Xiucai, and was a cultural person who could read "Three Kingdoms" and watch "Journey to the West" in Zhuangshang. He was not very good at farm work, and his family had an animal, which was often tethered outside. When it was time to use the livestock, the grandfather couldn't see the animals and looked around.

The neighbor said, "Don't look for it, when you feed the animals, they will come back." ”

When it was time to feed the animals, the animals and carts were tethered outside. From that, I knew that it was borrowed from the poor family with my own surname, and it was okay to use it.

Niantian's father, Qiao Yuanxiang, was the twentieth generation of the Qiao family, with five brothers and two sisters. Yuan Xiang went to school in Bigan Temple, and Zhang Tiefu was in the same class. When he graduated from elementary school, Zhang Tiefu said: "Let's go to the south and do something together." ”

As a child, Qiao Niantian took a group photo with his father Qiao Yuanxiang (middle), mother Wang (left), and grandfather Qiao Fangxing (right). Photographed in a photo studio in Heze in 1941.

Yuan Xiang was not in good health and did not go out with him. After graduating, he taught an anti-Japanese elementary school.

In 1948, he was teaching at Dayi Primary School, and Zhang Tiefu was already a senior official of the Communist Party.

In 1957, the authorities let "make a big noise" and give more opinions to the leaders. Qiao Yuanxiang said that some people in Tunzi did not have enough to eat. He was branded as a rightist, saying he opposed the country's food policy.

In those years, he was not less fought. Let him teach, and he will teach well. He was not allowed to go to class, he planted vegetables for the brigade, and he did not need to work to collect dung.

After 1978, the authorities said that he was a rightist who had been wrongly classified, and he was rehabilitated.

Yuan Xiang has worked in Dayi for decades, teaches seriously, loves to read poetry, and is known as "Old Master Qiao". He later became ill and went home from Hugh.

On the fourth day of the first month of 2001, it was Yuanxiang's 86th birthday, and his children came to celebrate his birthday. The children were gone, he went out to watch the cards for a while, finished reading "News Network" at night, read books for a while, and went to bed at ten o'clock at night.

The next morning, my wife shouted three times, but he didn't get up. When I came to see it, I was out of breath. The children received the call and came home from all walks of life to see the old man lying on his bed, his face ruddy and his expression serene.

The granddaughter-in-law Xiufang heard that the third grandfather was old, and ran in a panic, she said: "I dreamed of two yin people at night, carrying a small sedan chair to the west, thinking about who was leaving, but I didn't expect to invite the third grandfather away." ”

Neighbors all said that this is called the end of life, and it is a blessing from his old man's family.

On the day of the memorial service, many people came, and the students sent wreaths, and the couplet read: "Teaching and educating people for decades, high morality and good reputation." ”

In 1994, Qiao Yuanxiang took a photo with his wife and children on his 80th birthday. The front row is seated by his wife Wang (left) and Qiao Yuanxiang (right). Standing in the front row, the first on the right is the youngest daughter Qiao Chunlan, and the first on the left is the eldest daughter Qiao Guilan; Standing in the back row, from right to left, is the eldest son Qiao Niantian, the second son Qiao Nianshi, the third son Qiao Nianke, and the fourth son Qiao Nianju.

From the 15th to the 23rd, the Qiao family flourished, and the five generations were in the same house, flourishing, with more than 140 descendants, including teachers and engineers. Photographed during the Spring Festival in 1994.

Dad is gone, what should my mother do? The children have discussed well, they can live with whomever they want, and their mother can talk to whomever she wants.

Nian Tian asked his mother: "Who do you want to live with?" ”

The mother said, "I don't follow anyone." I'm still staying at this house, living by myself. ”

The children were afraid that their mother would be lonely, so six people came back in shifts to accompany their mother, take care of their mother, and accompany them alone for ten days.

My mother lived to be ninety-six years old. In the last year, it was Niantian's turn to accompany his mother, and he went to Dongguantun to buy a few sugar cakes, and his mother loved to eat this. My mother ate the sugar cake, but she couldn't eat the next day, and she was fine on the third day, and she left on the fourth day.

On the day of the funeral, on the twenty-seventh day of June in the lunar calendar, it was hot, and the filial sons were all wet in white. At one o'clock in the afternoon, black clouds came from the northwest, followed by lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain was about to arrive. If the weather is good, you have to go out on time, the coffin is carried out of the mourning room, and the memorial begins.

A gust of wind came, the black clouds disappeared, the temperature dropped, and the old lady was buried safely.

Nian Tian is the eldest of the twenty-first Qiao family, two years younger than me.

When he was a child, the Eighth Route Army lived in Sunguantun, and the Central Army lived in Dongguantun. As soon as he heard the gunshots, he knew that it was the Central Army coming, so he grabbed the chickens and put them in baskets and hurried out. Run into the ground and dig a pit first, put the basket in the pit and put it on top of a small branch.

When the Central Army left, he carried the chicken home.

Niantian became a class leader after going to school, and in 1959, he was admitted to Shanxian Normal School and also served as a class leader. At that time, the school gave two yuan a month for stipends, seven yuan for five living expenses, and twenty-seven pounds of food stamps, which was not enough, but it was much better than the common people.

During the winter vacation at school, he talked and laughed with his classmates, and walked home in the dark, tripped over things on the way.

Group photo of Qiao Niantian and Gao Sulan at their golden wedding (1962-2012). Photo taken in November 2012.

What can be on the road on a dark day? One touch, it is a person; When I touched it again, my body was cold, my nostrils were airless, and I was a dead man.

He was frightened, walked again, and was careful.

Another classmate also made the dead person trip, and the classmate stopped laughing.

In politics class, the teacher always said that the national situation was very good, and they stumbled two times, and their political class this semester was in vain.

During the winter vacation of 1960, Nian Tian went home, went hungry, and went to the smoking production team canteen to order sweet potatoes and radishes to eat. School started, and I walked all the way back to school asking for food.

In 1962, he graduated from Tiantian Technical College and registered his marriage after graduation. The daughter-in-law is a classmate Gao Sulan, and her mother's family is Chengwu. After graduating and leaving school, he went to his mother-in-law's house with his daughter-in-law. When the new aunt entered the door, the mother-in-law made the best meal of that year - black pot cakes without bran.

Before leaving, his mother-in-law packed him with six small pots of cakes and told him to eat them on the road. His stomach was empty, and he didn't get out of the five miles, and he ate all six small pots of cakes.

After going to work, he worked hard. First, if you want to promote him, you must first find out his background; As soon as you check your background, you won't be promoted. My father is a rightist, my grandfather is a landlord, what else is he promoting?

More than 20 years later, his father was rehabilitated and stopped talking about the ingredients, so he was not affected, transferred to the county education bureau to work, and also joined the party.

Now, he is retired early, in good health, with a straight waist and fast walking, and he doesn't look like a person in his seventies.