Say goodbye to my father's grave with tears

Early the next morning, Zhiyuan's mother got up as usual to cook breakfast and beckoned the three siblings to get up. There were five pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table, Ning Zhiyuan felt that his father was still sitting on the upper seat, and he used chopsticks to put the dishes into the bowl, held ten in both hands, and said, Dad, you use the rice to bless the family with happiness and peace.

He has always kept this habit, and every time the family reunites during the festive season, he will make a solemn offering to express his deep thoughts about his father.

In the evening, Zhiyuan's mother called the three brothers and sisters together, and said slowly, your father has confessed before his death, the family has contracted fish ponds, pig raising, and grain planting over the years, plus your father's salary, has saved about 40,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan for each of your brothers and sisters, and I will save the rest, who has an urgent need to give it again; There are six houses in the family, and there will be no division, and whoever of you stays at home will live there, and if it is not enough, you will repair it yourself.

Ning Zhiyuan said, Mom, I'm still studying, just put the money there for you, when my living expenses, my brother doesn't need to provide me with education.

Ning Qiushui said, the money left by my father will become a family in the future, and now I will pay for your studies. Zhiyuan's mother took over and said, I raise my son, it doesn't cost money to grow grain and vegetables in the countryside, and it's no problem for the third child to study.

She paused and said, the eldest and the second, you are working, and you are also older, you have to consider starting a family, and I can't control it, so make your own decisions.

Tranquility opened her mouth to say something, but Zhiyuan's mother raised her hand and said, That's it, the second brother will send his younger brother to study in a few days, and he will take too long to delay his studies.

Ning Qiushui said, Mom, there is another matter, which is settled now. Zhiyuan's mother asked, what's the matter? Ning Qiushui said, Mom, Dad is gone, the land at home will be transferred to the people in the same village, and you are not in good health, so don't do farm work anymore.

Zhiyuan's mother disagreed, and Ning Ning also persuaded gently, and talked for a long time before finally agreeing. Before returning to school, Ning Zhiyuan went to his father's grave to pay respects, inserted incense, lit wax, burned paper, kowtowed, and then said goodbye gently: Father, now should we say goodbye, the child will always remember your teachings, you must get ahead, and stand up straight at all times!

I must take good care of my mother and let her live happily in her old age! As long as I have something to eat, my brothers and sisters will not be hungry, and the whole family will be happy!

After getting married, I will bring my wife and children back to see you every year and kowtow to you. The leaves of the hill rustled, as if the father was responding.

Ning Zhiyuan's tears rolled down again.

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