It was still early after eating, Wang Defa thought for a long time, and was going to go to his father's grave to lay a tea. Of course, he was also going to go to the apricot grove in the back mountain to take a look, to see the forest that let him into the class room, and Lao Wan who was sleeping in the thief cave. There were once two living people, after all, they have turned into a handful of loess, but in Wang Defa's mind, one is a father, who is blind to the grief and indignation of taking his son to prison; One is a fool, and the fool has the blessing of being a fool, and he was buried alive in a hole because he didn't work in this fool. These have something to do with him.

"I'll want to go out and take a look in a moment." Wang Defa said to the woman.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go to my father's grave, have a drink, and chat with him!"

"Can't you go tomorrow, it'll be dark in a while, and nothing will change, but after all, you haven't been there for so many years, don't find your way in the dark."

"I just went while it was dark, there were a lot of people during the day, and I didn't want to go out." Wang Defa has his own considerations.

After that, he found a box of incense watches, filled it with some yellow paper and a box of incense, and went to the kitchen to get a new box of foreign fire. The cans and bottles he used to drink from were still there, and it looked like no one had used them for a long time, and a layer of dust had fallen on the lid, so he wiped it with a cloth and habitually went to find his own tea. Almost nothing has changed in the house, and the tea leaves are still in the same place, whether it was the tea from five years ago is unknown.

After making tea, Wang Defa went to the grain house opposite, wanting to see if his old smoking gun and the tobacco leaves he had dried before were still there. Now in addition to the familiarity of this home, he is curious, and he is curious about how much this home is left, which is the same as it was five years ago.

When the door of the grain room was pushed open, there was a sound of the wooden door squeezing. A small room with food for a family of six was stored, and the middle of the room was surrounded by cow felt, and the hoop formed a round granary. Every year, after the grain is packed up and dried, Wang Defa pours bags and bags into this granary.

It can grind the flour six or seven times a year, and when the flour is grinding, the grain is dug out of it and pulled to the mill to grind. Occasionally, when the family's expenses are tight, they will dig out some grain from the granary, regardless of whether it is expensive or low, and sell it for some money. This shows the importance of this granary.

When Wang Defa was young, if anyone fell in love with a girl from a family and wanted to marry a daughter-in-law, the matchmaker would go to see the grain house on behalf of the woman's family to see if there was a lot of food in it. There have even been cases where in order to prevent his son from beating a singleton, when the matchmaker came to see the granary, he went everywhere in advance at the homes of relatives and friends to bring it back to fill the scene.

Wang Defa walked into the granary, he didn't look for his tobacco leaves and smoking guns first, he stretched out his head to look at the inside of the granary, most of it was empty, lying on the edge of the granary, and he couldn't reach the grain below. Wang Defa became emotional all of a sudden, and the remaining bit of food could last for about half a year at best.

The few plots of land at home, the food is enough for the family to eat, he knows why it is about to bottom out now, it is just to support the family, and the woman sells the grain from time to time. In the past five years, what kind of life have old mothers, children and their own women lived? When I think of the neighbors around me, the houses are more beautiful than one another, and the life is better than the other, only their family is still standing still.

Thinking of these, Wang Defa couldn't help laughing, an old man, this can be regarded as the most depressed time. He walked towards the place where he hung the tobacco leaves, and the tobacco leaves were still there, a thick layer of soil, and they looked a little damp. Wang Defa untied the hanging rope, went to the door and blew the soil on it with his mouth, went in and took out his tools for smoking dry tobacco, and hurried towards the main house.

He crushed the tobacco leaves as fast as he could, put them in his pocket, and went out with the prepared incense watch box, tea, and half a bottle of liquor that had been kept for an unknown amount of time.

"I'm leaving, leave me alone at night, I'll be back after brewing tea."

"You try to be as early as possible, not too late, and come back as soon as it gets dark."

"What's the matter?"

Wang Defa held a box of incense watches in his armpits, and carried tea and half a bottle of wine in his hands. Walk towards my father's grave. The changes in the river are really big, there used to be no people around the river, but now the people from the surrounding mountains come to the river, and they build houses on both sides of the old national highway nearby, and slowly settle down.

The land where his father was buried took more than ten minutes to walk. When the child came out of the class room today, it was right to comfort the old father's spirit in heaven. His father's fall made him unable to close his eyes, and a large reason may be because Wang Defa did something that lost his ancestors.

In this small town, in an even smaller village, I haven't seen a son come with shackles and police on his hands when his father is at his funeral. When his father was alive, Wang Defa, as a son, was justified and right in front of Lao Tzu; But after the old man died, Wang Defa didn't let his father settle down in the future.

Looking at the changes in Manchuan, Wang Defa felt that the past five years were real time, and the changes were in his eyes, real. He couldn't be more familiar with this piece of land, which piece of land has more area, whose family owns it, whether it is fat or owed, he knows it. Of course, he also knew which things had been done in his hands, and now he remembered this.

Wang Defa's heart is very complicated, he himself can't give a definition of half of his life, what kind of person he is, he himself has a vague understanding of himself. The past has become the past, and when he was an accountant in the past, no matter how majestic he was, he couldn't go back, so what about the future? What to do next? What's the plan? It may be difficult, but you have to lift your feet and move forward, in fact, it is not up to him to walk or not, and the sun will still rise tomorrow.

Thinking about things in his head, the road under his feet seemed to become shorter, and Wang Defa came to the place where his father was buried. There is wheat planted in the field, this land, can not be said to be the best in the whole team, it is also one of the best, the terrain is just high in the north and low in the south, and the speed is fast when the water is watered and the head can be watered. The team charges for watering the land of each family according to the time, and some people's land is exactly the opposite of the height of the canal, and the water is released for a long time, not to mention the long time of the water, and sometimes the water is not released in the slightly higher places. Wang Defa agrees with the woman planting wheat on this land, and the harvest is guaranteed.

He walked along the ridge to the ground, and judging from the current situation of the wheat seedlings that are emerging now, the growth should be okay. Leaning on the middle of the ground, a mound of earth was overgrown with grass, Wang Defa circled around the mound, knelt down, even he didn't know what to say, sobbed and opened the box of incense watches he brought, burned the yellow watch, and let go when it was about to burn out, a breeze blew up the ashes and flew into the sky, and then took out three sticks of incense and lit them, made a gesture, kowtowed and inserted them on the mound.

"Dad, I'm back."

"My son is not filial, my son is also confused for a while, I'm back, you don't have to worry about it, look at it."

"For most of my life, in the past five years, I have figured out a little bit about myself, I have done illegal things, but I am also for this family, if it is not for the sake of having a son, I will not lose my office, if it is not for this family, I will not take risks to dig the grave of my ancestors."

Wang Defa said as he opened the half bottle of wine and tea he brought, gave it to his father, and then took a sip of the wine bottle.

"Come out today, this way, it really makes me panic in my heart, five years, our Wang family has been in decline for five years compared to other people's families, you look at the neighbors around you, the house is newer than the other, and the life is stronger than ours. Daddy, you say, what should I get some? We can't go behind people. If you can hear it, bless our family! ”

Three wisps of green smoke drifted crookedly with the wind, as if with Wang Defa's words drifting to his father who was sleeping underground. The sun has not yet set, and there are fewer and fewer people in the river, and it will cool down after a while, Wang Defa looked at the half bottle of wine he was holding in his hand and took another sip.

"Dad, you can just fall asleep, I'll go back, while it's dark and there are few people, I will come to see you often in the future." Don't worry, don't say it's five years, it's fifty years, as long as I come back, I have a way to make our Wang family have a face. You fall asleep, I'll be back. ”

Wang De started to walk back, he can still imagine that after he was taken away by the police, his father accidentally fell, and he couldn't get up in one breath, and his eyes couldn't compare.

He walked all the way, thinking all the way. This may be life, sometimes everything does not go as expected, and it does not satisfy everyone; Even if it is a job of stealing chickens and dogs, some people will get away with it, and some people will be scoffed; When he was an accountant, no matter how good he was, some people recognized it, and some people pointed it out. Since nothing will satisfy everyone, then why worry too much, what kind of labor prisoners, what face, is all empty. What people recognize and obey is what the eyes can see, and this is reality.

Wang Defa wants to repair the house, and he has to repair it if he has money or not, so he will prop up this face first, but he also has concerns, where will the money come from.

After thinking all the way, when he was about to return to the team, Wang Defa hesitated at the fork in the road. Towards the left, go home; Facing right, back hill. In the back mountain, there is the buried Lao Wan. It is estimated that the mound on Lao Wan's head is also overgrown with weeds.

Wang Defa didn't want to go back early, he looked up at the sun, and if he went to the back mountain and came back, he could still come back before it got dark. He wrapped up his clothes and walked towards the back hill.

The more he walked to the bottom of the mountain, the more gloomy Wang Defa felt, and the chill hit him, which made him shiver a little.

He rubbed his scalp three times on his head with his right hand, which was considered to give himself courage, and then opened the half bottle of wine, and drank two large sips of the wine, which also strengthened his courage.

When he climbed up at the foot of the mountain, Wang Defa saw the caverns that could be seen everywhere, all of which were made with probe rods, and they could be seen after walking two or three steps. He also saw a complete thief hole, unburied, but bare. The further you go up the mountain, the more you see, and this back mountain is estimated to have been stolen. And the initiator of this incident is Wang Defa himself. He thought about himself five years ago, Lao Wan five years ago, and looked at these thieves again, and didn't know what to say. But the fact is that in the past five years, he has not only been regarded as an example of law popularization, but also imitated by many people in private. He looked back at the village in the distance, and behind the new days, how many people were doing things that cut off their children and grandchildren, and did not die well?

Wang Defa continued to climb up towards the apricot forest and walked towards the grave where Lao Wan was buried.