Although the house built by my grandfather was very large, my grandmother still leveled a piece of land outside the house where she usually planted some vegetables, and built a shed.

My father is a filial son (here is only the identity of the day of the funeral), that day he was the busiest person, put on a sackcloth, each table ushered in the send-off, the old saying to raise a son, is looking forward to waiting for you to leave after there is a person who can hold the urn for you, he and my grandfather basically "do not get along" for more than ten years, but in the end it should be his responsibility, he still did his duty.

I am a relatively leisurely person, whether it is my grandmother or my father, I have not arranged any work, probably because I have been abroad for a long time in the past few years, and I usually have a cold look on my face, or they feel sorry for me, so on the day of my grandfather's funeral, everyone is very busy, and I have nothing to do alone.

If you put a camera around my neck, then I am a student who has returned from studying and researching ancient Chinese funeral customs and preparing to give an internship report.

But I remember that there were indeed a lot of relatives and friends who came that day, but there was a table of people who seemed a little special, and Mengzi was also sitting at that table.

These people are obviously not all the way with other relatives and friends who come to mourn, and they also have the atmosphere of not approaching, people who have participated in this kind of funeral should have that kind of experience, except for the immediate family of the owner's family, most of the people who come to mourn are mostly in the mood of watching the excitement, and most of them know each other, even if they don't know each other, they can chat a few words.

But the people at that table sat there quietly the whole time, no one went to greet them, they didn't greet anyone, and that table was specially arranged by my grandmother.

Because the meals on that table were made by my grandmother herself, and my grandmother personally served them one by one, so the dishes on that table were not as rich as those on other tables, after all, my father still had a few stinky money in his hands, and the pomp and circumstance of the funeral were also made with thirst, and the meals made by my grandmother alone were definitely not as much and better than those specially invited masters.

I stood aside, although I had nothing to do, but I didn't really sit down with the guests to eat, after all, my father and my grandmother didn't eat either, and I noticed that every time my milk served the food, the people at the table would stand up together, and when my milk was gone, they would sit down and eat their own quietly.

Grandpa was buried in the end, although there are rules that cannot be buried, but my father took care of it, and after all, this is not from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and it can barely be regarded as the emperor of Tiangao.

I thought that even if this matter was over, I wouldn't be able to see my grandfather for the last time, but after attending my grandfather's funeral, my father seemed to be staying here for a while, and I wasn't embarrassed to say that I would go first.

But my father took the initiative to help me book a plane ticket and let me go back to Nanjing first, this time my mother didn't come, because my mother just had an operation on her knee and was resting at home, so she really couldn't come.

I know it's my dad who sees me bored here alone, so give me a step down, he died my own father, I died my grandfather, between each other, a generation apart, this is a bit unpleasant, but seriously, the sentimentality and guilt in my heart still existed on the first day I came back, and after a few days until the funeral, I wanted to find it, but I couldn't find it.

Grandma packed the bag for me, and delivered it to me, in fact, I was a satchel and a boarding suitcase, my grandmother helped me clean up, I was embarrassed to say anything, but when she turned to leave the room, I personally opened the boarding suitcase, because I was worried that my grandmother would put Grandpa's makeup box in it, because I thought about it later, and I felt that Grandpa asked me to help him put on makeup, which meant passing this makeup case to me.

If my grandmother put it in, I would be embarrassed to take it out, after all, it was a relic passed down to me by my grandfather, but I always felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there is no box in it, but the satchel seems to be a little heavy, I didn't put a computer in the satchel, just two data cables and some tissues and a wallet, after all, I can't say that I came back to attend my grandfather's funeral I sat alone and played computer games next to me.

I always thought that after wandering in the West for so long, I had long learned to despise all rules and etiquette, but in fact, some things in my bones are difficult to change.

I opened the satchel and found the copper seal, which should have been put in by my grandmother, and I remember that day my eyes were red when I looked at him, and my grandmother slapped him directly and told him that my grandfather gave it to me.

Well, it's just a copper seal, and I can accept it, at least more than the vanity box that I don't know how many dead people have put makeup on.

The one who drove me to Chengdu Airport was still Big Yellow Tooth, I sat in his car, he still handed me a cigarette, I took it very familiarly, bit it in my mouth, he lit it for me again, I was a little embarrassed, he was my uncle after all.

But Big Yellow Tooth doesn't seem to care at all, he also clicks on his own, holding the steering wheel in his hand, and he has been busy with my dad these days, as if he has returned to the days when he was a child with open crotch pants and followed my dad to steal chickens and dogs.

I wanted to take a nap on the way to Chengdu airport, but my dad booked me a ticket for tomorrow morning, so I could have a good night's rest in a hotel near the airport and not be in a hurry.

But when the car was still walking on the provincial road in the mountains, an Audi and a van suddenly drove out from behind, and they overtook directly at the corner, causing the big yellow teeth to curse twice, but they suddenly stopped in front of them, and it was the kind of horizontal parking that occupied both lanes, obviously not wanting the car behind to pass.

Big Yellow Tooth was stunned for a moment, thinking that they had heard the scolding in the car just now, and they had come down to find a place.

To put it mildly, this is a provincial road in the mountains, there are not many vehicles coming and going, and even if there are, most of them don't dare to meddle in this place, and there is no camera on both sides of the road here.

A few people got out of the Audi car, and a few people got out of the van on one side, and I thought they were a little familiar, and when they got closer, I remembered that they were the ones who were sitting alone at a table on the day of the funeral, and the tall fierce man was also standing in the middle of the group.

But Big Yellow Tooth didn't know, after all, there were too many guests who came to my grandfather's house to mourn and eat that day, and he was not as idle as I was at that time, he had been running with my father about my grandfather's burial.

"Brothers, what do you mean!"

Big Yellow Fang rolled down half of the car window and asked, he looked a little nervous, because although there were people in suits or casual clothes on the other side, there were also a few characters who didn't look like they were dressed seriously, especially the one who walked to the window of Big Yellow Tooth at this time, wearing a military camouflage, with a light similar to a falcon in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Camouflage said to Big Yellow Fang.

"Call the police." Big Yellow Tooth pursed his lips, I don't know if it's because I'm a junior or because Big Yellow Tooth is so hard, in short, his current performance is really worthy of me calling "uncle".

"Here, I'm the police." As he spoke, the camouflage uniform threw a document through the crack in the car window onto Big Yellowfang's leg, and then glanced at the person on the other side.

At this time, a young man in a suit who looked like he was four or five years older than me came to my side, and I rolled down the window because I felt that these people had no reason to hurt me, and that my grandfather's funeral day was still at the table that my grandmother had cooked herself.

"Master, don't be afraid, this is my work card, please get off the bus and come with us."

This was the first time Bai Wenliu talked to me, and later, he asked me once, asking me if I would be scared when I first met when I was a student, I thought I had met human traffickers, and I replied with a smile that if you were human traffickers, then you would definitely be the first to be sold by your own people.

At that time, the work card that Bai Wenliu gave me was indeed real, with the first director of the Chengdu Institute of Cultural Relics written on it, and the big yellow tooth who had checked the certificate that I had taken the camouflage uniform and threw it over next to me muttered, "The police card doesn't look like a fake."

Bai Wenliu gently patted the car door again and urged me kindly,

"Get out of the car, sir."

I pushed open the door and stepped out.

I confess that my legs were a little weak, because the battle was a bit big, and about ten people got out of two cars, and they all looked at me and saluted me in the eyes.

It's not because I'm cowardly, if ten students or ten ordinary people look at me like this, I wouldn't think anything, but these ten people, they all look different and dress differently, but their eyes seem to have a very sharp thing, and when I look at them, they are also observing me.

I couldn't tell anything from their expressions, but I knew that the way I was looking would definitely not satisfy them.

"What is this going to do?" I asked Bai Wenliu beside me.

"Take the master to open a meat restaurant, I deliberately chose the tomb of a small landlord in the late Qing Dynasty, which is very crisp." Bai Wenliu patted me on the shoulder, and then walked among the people, and the camouflage uniform who claimed to be a police officer also stood back.

And then

Ten people in total,

Suddenly clasped their fists together, and then raised them in the direction of the sky in unison,

"Pray to God!"

Ten people shouted together.

Then they pointed their fists at their feet again,

"Bow to the ground!"

Finally, they pointed their fists at me, which was much more normal, the same as the posture of the ancients greeting each other and clenching their fists, but this last sound was also the loudest:

"Worship master!"

I was very frightened by this battle at that time, after all, I only longed for the decadent life of an artistic vagabond abroad, not to be a mercenary, and I was only nineteen years old at that time, and I had just graduated from high school and entered my freshman year in China.

But one thing is clear to me,

My life is in this moment,

Embarked on a different path.