On a sunny morning, the warm sunlight spreads evenly on everyone in the village. Among them is also Tang Wan, who is wielding a hoe.

Today is April 6th, Qingming Festival, the annual day for Chinese people to worship their ancestors.

When it was slightly bright in the morning, Tang Wan was woken up by Zhao Huijuan from a wet and sticky dream.

I finally had a comfortable and exciting dream, but I didn't expect to be interrupted, and she was very unhappy.

However, the tigress's order could not be disobeyed, so she had to obediently change into sun-protective clothes, put on ice sleeves and a sunhat, and get into the car returning home.

Next to the village temple in his hometown, after eating a big pot meal with a warm atmosphere but the taste is really indescribable, Tang Wan's family of three followed the large army and marched towards the mountain.

The crowd turned around and came to a small cemetery at the foot of the mountain, where the construction began.

According to previous years, Tang Wan, as a female family member, can be lazy openly.

But this year, because Tang Jing was studying in college in other places, she couldn't come back, so she could only be taken by her as a younger sister.

At this time, she was swinging her hoe vigorously, hoeing on the overgrown mud floor again and again, and silently chanting in her heart: "Eighty! Eighty! Eighty! ”

Although today's temperature is twenty-one or two degrees, there is still a breeze blowing from time to time, but it can shine under the sun for a long time, coupled with the great movement, it didn't take a while, Tang Wan was so hot that she was sweating.

She gritted her teeth, and countless negative emotions grew in her heart.

This world is broken, and it can be destroyed!

Every year, they have to come here to weed. This year the shovel was clean, and the next year it was half a man high.

Tang Wan didn't understand, paving the floor tiles, pasting the cement, saving some effort every year, isn't it fragrant?

But the people in the village don't do it, so I just want to call people to hoe the land for free, and it is also called physical exercise, and group labor is conducive to the unity of the village.

Tang Wan just wanted to say, pull it down!

Her family came back again and again, and she never saw her uncle and second uncle hoeing the ground. It's all when the incense is served, and it's too late.

also pretended to be enthusiastic, chatting with everyone for a word or two, making them seem as if they were hoeing all the time.

If you don't go back, you will marry Lu Youde directly, go to the rich man's house to be a rice worm, eat and drink well every day, and give him a toy at night, and change the black and white suspender with him.

In this way, under Tang Wan's complaining and laboring, half an hour later, only bare mud was left in the two conjoined cemeteries, and there was not a trace of weeds in sight.

Everyone went to the next step, took out a large pile of paper treasure candles from the basket, and then put all kinds of food such as chicken, duck, fish, etc., in front of the grave one by one.

Tang Wan didn't understand this, she held the hoe, stepped aside to watch, and wiped the sweat on her forehead and neck with a towel.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and wanted to send a few photos to Lu You to complain, but the big "E" letter on the signal bar dispelled her thoughts.

It's worthy of my hometown, and even the signal is still 2G.

Tang Wan clicked on the station, fortunately there was a download in advance, otherwise it would have to be moldy on the side.

At this time, another group of people walked in carrying a big fat pig.

It is said that the villagers partnered to find someone to slaughter, and the families present at that time could get the corresponding pork according to the number of heads.

Tang Yixiong stepped forward quickly, greeted everyone warmly, and then walked back with a few people who seemed to be familiar.

He introduced them: "This is my daughter, who is in her first year of high school this year, and the eldest is my son, who is now studying in college in the capital and has not come back." ”

Then, he looked at Tang Wan and said, "Come, Wanwan, don't be so rude, call uncle and aunt." ”

Tang Wan tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't say a word.

She didn't know anyone, she didn't even know what to call it, it was purely difficult for a strong man.

A few men and women dressed in rural characteristics didn't care, the juniors didn't come back often, and it was normal not to recognize them.

One of the old men, who had a kind face and a little rickety on his back, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Yixiong." You come back once a year, so don't be embarrassed to call her someone. ”

Tang Wan was moved by the old man's words.

She didn't want to go back to her hometown, partly because she didn't want to see her bad relatives, and partly because she didn't want to deal with the villagers she was familiar with.

Obviously, she doesn't know anyone, but everyone knows her well. Any one who comes to say hello can say her parents' names, the man hugged her when she was young, and the woman helped her change her diapers.

It made Tang Wan annoyed, but everyone was an elder, so she couldn't ask who they were directly, so she had to deal with the questioning with "uh-huh-ah".

Now, for the first time, she met an old man who could understand her juniors, so she naturally had to respond well.

"Good morning, Grandpa."

It doesn't matter if you can't recognize who it is, it's right to call grandpa.

The old man nodded slowly, a kind smile on his face.

"Well, you're okay too. Where to go to high school? Are you in the city like your brother? ”

As an elder in the village, the old man has a certain understanding of the situation of each family. And Tang Jing was admitted to one of the top universities in China last year, and a banner was hung in the village for a month at that time.

"No, I'm reading in Chunhua. My brother said Chunhua is better. ”

"Then study hard and strive to be admitted to a good university like your brother in three years."

"Yes."

After a simple chatter, the old man stopped asking.

Just say a few polite words to the juniors, and if you continue to talk about it, people should dislike you for talking too much.

"Yixiong, come over here. I have a few words to say about your eldest brother and second brother. ”

Tang Yixiong's face changed a few times, he didn't want to have anything to do with those two elder brothers anymore, but the old man's words couldn't help but listen.

I had to suppress the unhappiness in my heart and follow the old man to the side.

Tang Wan glanced at the two of them, whose conversation was becoming increasingly intense, and turned her head to walk to Zhao Huijuan, who was chatting with several women.

"Mom, uncle and second uncle, did they do anything again?"

Zhao Huijuan opened her mouth and was about to speak, but several women had already restored the whole thing in a gossiping manner.

"Hey, those two pieces of trash, what else can they do? Isn't it just gambling again. ”

"I heard that this time I stole the child's kindergarten tuition to gamble, and I lost everything."

"Don't lose! I still owe a lot of money, and all the debt collectors last week came to the village. ”

"That's right! At that time, I saw a few people splashing paint on their doors, and they still haven't washed it. ”

Tang Wan's eyes became more and more disgusted. Those two families, even if they were scathing and mean, they still touched these things, and they were completely hopeless.

She felt a little pity for the little nephew who didn't even know who his father was, reincarnated in such a family, and the beginning of hell was difficult.

The rest, who have done their own sins and cannot live, are not worthy of the slightest mercy in charity.

Not long after, Tang Yixiong's chat with the old man ended.

He walked up to the mother and daughter, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Huijuan probably guessed what the situation was.

"Big brother, they want to borrow money again?"

Tang Yixiong nodded and said, "Yes." They saw that the phone could not be reached, and they were afraid that they would be found by the debt collectors when they went out of the city, so they asked the village chief to talk. ”

Zhao Huijuan looked at his eyes expressionlessly, and asked in a tone that was so calm that she couldn't hear her emotions, "How much to borrow." ”

Tang Yixiong raised five fingers and said, "This number." ”

Zhao Huijuan's face turned blue, and her eyes spewed blazing flames.

"These two families use our house as an ATM, right? 500,000 mouths to come? Is it really the wind blowing the money? ”

Tang Wan's family can indeed get this money, after all, Tang Yixiong has been working hard outside for more than 20 years, and he has also caught up with the good times, and it is not uncommon to have a deposit of one or two million.

However, this money is all saved by his own family's hard work, so why should he fill in the hole for other family members?

Just because there is a lot of money, so I want to give it to you? It doesn't make sense.

Tang Yixiong hurriedly hugged Zhao Huijuan's shoulders and comforted: "Dissipate your anger, if you lose your body for this kind of popularity, it's not worth it." I have already told the village chief that it is okay for me to pay for the construction of roads and temples, but it is impossible to give them a penny. ”

Zhao Huijuan slapped his palm away in disgust and said, "Okay, don't talk about them, it's bad." ”

Looking at the interaction between the husband and wife, Tang Wan was a little sad.

I want to find my brother for a hug too!

So she held her phone high and ran back and forth.

Finally, on a large rock on the mountain road next to it, two 4G signals were found.

Tang Wan climbed up excitedly, clicked on the top chat box, and her fingers flew on the screen at great speed.

A series of texts kept being sent out by her.

……

The other side.

Lu You held a large bouquet of flowers and walked among the tombstones with several of his cousins and sisters.

They would stop in front of each tombstone, pay a solemn respect, and leave a flower.

After the worship, a few people walked down the road and gathered beside their great-grandfather.

The great ancestor put his hands behind his back and didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the tombstones in front of him, as if he wanted to engrave all the soil and trees here in his mind.

He also wanted to go up to give flowers to his comrades-in-arms, but unfortunately, he had more than enough heart and not enough strength, and it had already taken half of his strength to get here.

After a long time, the great ancestor spoke: "In the future, when I leave, you will come here at least once a year to see, do you hear?" ”

The crowd immediately responded: "I heard you." ”

They won't say anything about how their great-ancestors lived a hundred years, because they weren't allowed to say it.

Great-grandfather has long looked down on what is happening after his death. Nearly 100 years old, watching the country grow from poor to rich and strong, watching the younger generations grow up and leave.

The battlefield with the roar of artillery has been experienced, the white-haired people have experienced the black-haired people, and the poverty and wealth have been experienced.

He has lived too long, he has seen all kinds of things in the world, and he is ready to leave at any time, without any nostalgia.

Everyone watched with the great ancestor for a while, and Lu Buyu walked over from behind.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat, we'll come back after eating."

Their Lu family had to stay here until the evening before going back, sweeping the grave in the morning and listening to the stories buried here in the afternoon.

This is the rule set by his great-grandfather, he doesn't want his children and grandchildren to forget who made them have such a stable growth environment.

"Hmm."

The great-ancestor raised his hand, let Lu Buyi support him, and slowly walked down the stairs.

Lu You fell behind the crowd, walked down the stairs, and glanced back again.

It is obviously a place where human beings are buried after death, but there is no sense of gloom and horror, only solemnity and solemnity.

Suddenly, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated slightly.

Lu You didn't stay any longer, and then followed the large army in front of him and went down the mountain together.

The mausoleum is quiet again. A light breeze blew, swept off a few green leaves from the trees, and fell to the dusty stone slabs, silent.

One more, simple transition

(End of chapter)