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Lin Qingwan smiled and said, "It's the same when I come back, third uncle, who is the owner this year?" ”

"Your Uncle Shan's house, the public grave will be cleaned early tomorrow morning, I will let Uncle Hua hand over the money you sent back, and the clan will have dinner together tomorrow night, who will go to your family?"

Lin Qingwan narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "My father is back, so naturally he went." ”

"Okay, this should have been done by him, how many days will you stay this time?"

"My grandfather and I stayed for two more days, and we had to go back to Suzhou to visit my grandmother's grave. My dad and they'll be back tomorrow afternoon. ”

The third uncle was not very happy, "This is as it should be, there is no one in your grandmother's family, your family is the closest, it is said that your father should do this, but his grandparents over there." ”

Why are the old people in the clan dissatisfied with Lin Wenbo?

The annual Qingming Festival is a big reason, before and after life, it is important before and after death, but it is not to be ignored, and even some old people regard things after death as more important than before life.

Lin Wenbo didn't go back here to sweep the grave, but there was still a father and daughter back, and he didn't ask a word from outside, which shows how cool it is.

Therefore, the third uncle and mother-in-law were very dissatisfied with Lin Wenbo and his wife, and even the third uncle couldn't help but say: "Since they are all coming back to sweep the tomb, why don't they go together and leave in two?" You're old, and you're still tossing on the high-speed rail. ”

Lin Su smiled indifferently: "The Qingming Expressway can be blocked, I think it is much more comfortable to take the high-speed rail than to take the car, you see that we are all here now, and they haven't seen it yet." ”

Having said that, the third uncle was still a little dissatisfied, "So what's the same, just sit comfortably in the car when you take the high-speed, and you have to toss up and down to do the high-speed rail." ”

Lin Qingwan knew that her grandfather didn't like people to say that Lin Wenbo was bad, so she smiled and changed the topic, "Third uncle, there are still fragrant wax firecrackers sold in the village now, and my grandfather and I only brought clothes, and we didn't prepare these things." ”

"Yes, in your Uncle Biao's commissary, everything is sold there."

Lin Qingwan got up and said, "Then I'll take a look, grandpa, do you want to walk around the village?" ”

"It's okay to meet your uncles."

In this way, the third uncle took Lin Su to meet his brother of the same generation, and the third uncle and mother-in-law led Lin Qingwan to buy things, only Uncle Hua and his wife were left in the house, and by the time Lin Wenbo found it easily, it was already noon.

They went out early in the morning, Lin Qingwan and they arrived at the village at ten o'clock in the morning, it was said that Lin Wenbo should be about the same, but they didn't arrive until more than twelve o'clock.

Uncle Hua almost thought that this brother had turned around and went back halfway.

Seeing Lin Wenbo being led to the door with a blank face, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Abo, you can be regarded as here, why, don't you remember your own home?" ”

Lin Wenbo's embarrassed smile, he really didn't remember.

He didn't come back for eight or nine years, when his mother was critically ill, and invited several old people in the clan to come over to testify, leaving all the inheritance to Qingwan, including the family's house.

He felt that the old people in the clan looked at him differently, and he knew what they would say about him when they returned.

is nothing more than unfilial piety and unkindness, so that his parents did not even give him an inheritance.

Lin Wenbo felt embarrassed, and since then he has been reluctant to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, especially in less than two years, because of the house, the father and son had an unpleasant quarrel, and he was even more reluctant to come back.

He didn't expect that his hometown had changed so much, in the past, the Lin family's house was at the entrance of the village, and it was the most magnificent house in the village, but now it was surrounded by two or three story farmhouse courtyards, which were not much different from villas.

Their house is old and old.

Lin Wenbo felt that the change was so big, and Lin Chunjun didn't remember it.

However, he liked the old house, especially when it was covered with rose vines, and it was April, and the roses were in full bloom.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Dad, aren't we going to have three days off, why don't we leave the next day, I want to stay here for two more days." ”

Qiao Meng felt that Aunt Hua looked at her very sneering just now, and didn't want to stay here, so she persuaded: "There is not even rice here, what are you going to eat here?" We can't always trouble people, let's go back tomorrow after the festival is over, there are few high-speed cars in the evening, and we will go back in two hours. ”

"If you don't have it, buy it, I just took a look, and the kitchen is quite complete, just buy a can of gas."

Lin Wenbo glared at him and said, "Your mother and I are busy with work, and we have to go back to work overtime the day after tomorrow, how can we have time to stay here?" ”

"Then you go back, my grandfather and sister and I stay here."

"No," Lin Wenbo said angrily: "They still have to go to Suzhou, what are you doing with it?" ”

"I'm ......" Lin Chunjun was about to speak, when the door was pushed open, and Lin Qingwan came in with two large bags of things.

"Sister." Lin Chunjun hurriedly went to pick it up.

Lin Qingwan smiled at him, pointed to the backyard and said, "Put it in the second hall, I'll divide it later, and use it directly tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Lin Chunjun carried the bag and went back.

Lin Wenbo and Qiao Meng looked stunned, when did the relationship between their sister and brother become so good?

Lin Su also glanced at his granddaughter suspiciously, but he didn't think that Qingwan would harm people, so he was naturally happy that their sister and brother were close.

Lin Wenbo and Qiao Meng didn't have such a good face, and the two of them watched in horror as Lin Qingwan led Lin Chunjun around the yard, and also instructed him to cut a lot of flowers to insert vases.

Lin Su nodded with satisfaction, and the third uncle smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth, "It's still Qingwan who will clean up the room, this is like a sister-in-law." I also asked Aunt Hua to cut some flowers and insert them yesterday, but the effect is better than not inserting them. ”

Qiao Meng's hand trembled and pulled his son, and said in a low voice, "You come with your mother." ”

"Yo, this is Chunjun, right, have they grown so big?" Seeing that Qiao Meng was going to pull people away, the third uncle narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile, "It's Xiaobo's second wife who is pulling Chunjun?" ”

Lin Wenbo and Qiao Meng's faces were a little unsightly, Lin Su said "um", looked at Qiao Meng and said, "Chunjun hasn't come back for many years, and the family doesn't know anyone anymore, so let Qingwan take him to meet the elders." ”

Qiao Mengqiang smiled: "I'll go with Wen Bo too." ”

She was really afraid of what Lin Qingwan would do to Lin Chunjun.

Lin Qingwan knew that she was scared when she was "young", so she raised her head and smiled kindly at her, but Qiao Meng's face turned white by two points.

Lin Su glanced at his granddaughter warningly, and didn't let Qiao Meng follow.

Let her go to shame?

He didn't want the village to bring up the strife again.

To Lin Chunjun, the people in the village will not mention it, but to Qiao Meng, they will definitely not be polite, didn't they see the third uncle and mother-in-law directly say that she is Lin Wenbo's second wife in front of him?

Lin Qingwan led Lin Chunjun out and said, "Our family has many relatives in the village, but there are only five families who need to come to see in person, all of whom are the children and grandchildren of our grandfather's brothers and cousins. ”

Lin Qingjun couldn't help but ask: "Who is the third uncle just now......

"The third uncle and grandfather are cousins, and the great-grandfather of our two families is a brother of the same parents, so the clan is the closest to our two families."

"Then when there was a revolution back then, the third uncle and they were also reformed by labor?" Lin Chunjun occasionally heard his parents talk about it, but he didn't know about it, and he didn't like to talk about that era when he asked his father, so he was very curious.

"Well," Lin Qingwan grew up listening to these stories, especially the third uncle, who loves to remember bittersweet and sweet, "The Lin family is a landlord, so they have all been reformed by labor." Our grandfather's situation is a little better, my grandfather is a martyr of the anti-Japanese resistance, and he also made meritorious contributions in the war to aid Korea, so although he was decentralized, the production team at that time did not dare to go too far, and there were occasional support from comrades-in-arms, so they all survived. ”

"Uncle Hua was born in that era, lack of food and drink, almost can't live, the worst time, grandma secretly ran back to our house, stole a pot of begonias in the corner of the wall to send to the old friend in the capital, because that person once and grandma begged begonia flowers, grandma was reluctant, said, unless you want to starve to death, otherwise you will never sell."

"The man knew his grandmother's situation when he received the begonia flowers, and asked someone to bring two catties of cornmeal, and Uncle Hua survived by relying on those two catties of cornmeal," Lin Qingwan smiled and said happily: "Because of this, Uncle Hua named him Lin Wenhua, because the third uncle felt that his life was saved by the pot of begonia flowers." ”

Lin Chunjun didn't think it was funny, he only felt full of bitterness, "It must have been very bitter at that time." ”

"Yes, it's very bitter," Lin Qingwan said softly: "It's not just our Lin family, these stinky old men, but also poor peasants, middle peasants, workers, in that era, the vast majority of people were very bitter, I don't know how many people died of hunger and disease in that era." At that time, it was a great happiness to be able to eat and dress warmly, who would have thought that everyone would have such a good life in a few decades? ”

"But life is better, but people's hearts are still not satisfied," Lin Qingwan chuckled, "You can go back and ask your father, did he think that as long as he can eat enough, he will be fine?" However, now the two-room house is too narrow, and the three-room house is not spacious enough. ”

"Sister, that's your dad too."

Lin Qingwan picked her lips and didn't speak.

Lin Chunjun was silent for a while, and as she walked away for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you hate Dad?" ”

He didn't know anything before, his father was a hero in his mind, whether in the mouths of his classmates or uncles and aunts in the neighborhood, his father was an elegant, knowledgeable, and honest person.

He has always been proud of him, but after Lin Qingwan made a fuss, he heard more voices, he subconsciously collected this information, and then slowly deduced the events of the year, he thought, if one day his father cheated and didn't want him and his mother, he would definitely hate his father.

Lin Qingwan lowered her eyes and said, "I hated it a long time ago, but now I don't feel anything." ”

Walking to the edge of the field, Lin Qingwan stopped, pointed to the school in the distance and said: "That was my school, and now the houses are being built more and more, I remember that this area used to be a lawn and a threshing floor." Every day after school, when we rushed back from there, a group of bad boys would stop here and scold me, saying that I was a wild child that my parents didn't want, and that I was not allowed to cross this road again. ”

Lin Qingwan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, pursed the corners of her mouth and didn't speak.