The village chief hurried to Han Jin's residence at night, knocked on Han Jin's door in the dark, and was also worried for a while, for fear that Han Technician would not agree.

It is said that Han Jin's house has not slept yet, he has just taken a bath, and he is sitting in front of the desk lamp at this time, writing a speech to carry out technical training for local villagers in a week. Suddenly I heard an impatient knock on the door, and I heard that it was the local village chief, and hurriedly opened the door.

The village chief briefly explained his intention to Han Jin, and at first, Han Jin thought that he had heard it wrong, after all, this was something he had never encountered in 30 years. Since graduating from the doctoral program, he has responded to the call of the country and went down to the grassroots countryside to guide local farmers in planting techniques and carry forward scientific planting in the countryside. When I first came to this place, because of the obvious sense of distance from the local villagers, the villagers rarely came to Han Jin for advice or help. At this moment, although Han Zhen had just taken a bath, he still broke out in a cold sweat, but he had always been a materialist, and this was the first time that the fellow had personally come to ask him for help, and he couldn't bear to refuse something that could have been solved with a phone call, so he still nodded to the village chief with great difficulty.

The village chief nodded when he saw him, and after explaining the time and place, he left happily.

And Han Jin was actually still confused, thinking about what he would face tomorrow, and went to bed with apprehension, after all, he would have to get up at 5 o'clock tomorrow to work hard.

Wen Liu didn't sleep all night last night, and even if she was exhausted, she didn't feel sleepy at all, because as long as she closed her eyes, it was all the shadow of her grandfather.

It's already getting dark, summer is coming, and it's getting early and early.

According to the local customs of Chuanjiang, people who wear linen and filial piety can not wash until their relatives are buried, so Wenliu at this time is also unkempt, only a pair of bright eyes.

As soon as the village chief saw him coming, he immediately tied a red thread on his wrist (local custom, as long as someone dies and goes to the master's house, he must tie the red thread prepared by the master's house), and let him pick a stick to take advantage of the hand as a crutch, the slope is not easy to walk, and he has to bear the weight.

Preparing for the work, Han Zhen was led by the village chief to the position where he should be, and passed through the team of filial piety in the middle (there are more than 10 people wearing linen and filial piety), glanced at it curiously, and suddenly saw Wen Liu in the crowd, a small man, about 160, with a thin body and a pale face, but his eyes were bright, and it was obvious that he was crying. I couldn't help it, so I asked the village chief: "The village chief... Village Chief..., who is this? The village chief looked in the direction of his head and said: "This is the granddaughter of the deceased one, called Wen Liu......", the village chief suddenly thought of something, and then said: "I look very young, I am actually 29 years old, I married to Hong Kong City, and I have been married for 5 years. ”

Han Jin really didn't understand, why he just asked, the village chief said so much at once, and muttered in his heart, he didn't want to check people's household registration, but just saw that this girl was more conspicuous in the crowd, because his face was so pale, he felt like he was going to fall down in the next moment.

But it was said that between the village chief and Han Jin's soft words, Wen Liu also noticed Han Jin, knowing that this was a new technician specially invited by the village chief to help, seeing that he was tall, she seemed to be able to only reach his chin, wearing black, wheat-colored skin, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, full of bookish atmosphere, and revealing the temperament of a noble son. Wen Liu is in human resources, so she is more sensitive to people, but with major events ahead, she has no time to delve into these things, so she just nodded gratefully to Han Jin.

Han Jin waved his hand at Wen Liu, looked at her bright eyes, and choked back the words "Festival mourning" again, he was afraid that if he said it, this girl would have to cry again.

When the time is up, the sound of falling tiles sounds, followed by a burst of crying, the person who does the law is in front, followed by the filial son who holds the soul flag, the statue and the spiritual position, and the person who is arranged to carry out a series of customs such as firecrackers, and then the person who holds the spiritual house, then the longevity, followed by the team of filial sons, and finally the villagers who volunteered to send the funeral, a group of people, went to the cemetery in a mighty way......

Wen Liu watched her grandfather's longevity fall into the cemetery, and the sentence Liu Sufang said suddenly popped out of her mind, "There will be no such person as your grandfather in the future", she really couldn't control her tears, and she was about to flow out. …… The person who practiced the method asked each filial son to hold three handfuls of soil and sprinkle them on the longevity materials, Wen Liu's movements were as slow as possible, but she clearly knew that even if she was slow, she would not be able to keep her grandfather......

In a few hours, Wen Liu's grandfather's tomb had been built, and the helpers had already left the cemetery, Wen Liu told Liu Sufang that she wanted to stay a little longer, Liu Sufang knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so she went with her and didn't say anything more.

After Han Zhen completed the task, he left, and when he arrived at the place where he lived, he found that he was still holding the helping stick in his hand, knowing that in the countryside, this kind of tool that was not a tool was still very useful to the villagers, so he wanted to return it as soon as possible......

Because he had to pass by the cemetery of Grandpa Wenliu, he saw this scene in front of him......

In fact, the weather was not very good today, with a negligible drizzle and a wind that blew his hair lightly, and a thin figure knelt beside a new grave, crumbling, but still stubborn......

Han Jin slowly walked up to her, sighed, and came out with the choked words from before: "Mourning and change!" Wen Liu was still motionless. He spoke up again: "In this world, there are people who have things that always make us powerless. When you really accept that this happened, you may find that in fact, it is not so difficult to cross this hurdle, but it is difficult to adjust the mentality at that time, and time will heal everything. ”

After hearing this, Wen Liu finally nodded slowly, shed two lines of tears, staggered to his feet, and slowly walked towards his home......

Han Jin looked at her figure getting farther and farther away, thinking that he seemed to have violated the family's work arrangement last time, and since he left home, he hadn't called his mother and the old man of their family, maybe because his parents were also angry, and he hadn't called him, he thought that he would wait for the training meeting for the local villagers this time, go back home, explain well, and strive for his parents' understanding.

Then he looked at the stick in his hand, hurried his steps, and walked towards the villager's house.