Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

At this time, there are no roads built in Benxi. Out of the urban area, there are national roads, winding mountain sandy roads, but covered by snow in winter, the roads are similar.

The three cars that came out were all escort cars. They were heavy and thick, and the chance of accidents was greatly reduced. Moreover, there was a lot of space in the car, and people could sit comfortably.

Grandma and grandpa didn't come with me. Uncle Mao's family lived in Zhang Xingming's house these days, taking care of the two elders and five puppies along the way.

The car did not go to Pianling, and went directly to Fatai out of the urban area. This is the shortest way to Zhangjiabao.

The car was parked in the place of my grandma's old house, leaning against the side of the road.The house is gone. From the road, there are only signs of the location of the vegetable cellar. The old walnut tree is still there, and the big bluestone under the hawthorn tree looks black in the snow. Except for these familiar trees, there are no more The original blot was made.

The entire garden house became a flat land and became part of the vegetable field. The path from the highway was still there, leading to the road in front of Zhong's house. It seemed that people were still walking on it.

Standing on the side of the road, Zhang Xingming stared down blankly, and couldn't help thinking of his childhood, farming, playing, laughing, crying, thinking of the warm kang and the sauerkraut that was always hot in the stove.

Thinking of the big tabby cat, I don't know where it went. At that time, my grandma moved away in a hurry, but the cat couldn't take it away.

Both the plum tree and the apple pear tree became wild trees, and most of them were cut down by those who later cultivated the land. This thing is not a rare thing in the mountains. It is because my grandma has children at home, so I brought it back and raised it. However, that was Zhang Xingming's memory.

After standing and watching for a while, my mother said: "Let's go, what else to see, there is nothing to see, go up the mountain first."

Zhang Xingming nodded, took his younger brother's hand, turned around and walked across the road.

Climbing up from here, the graves of grandparents and grandparents are in the pine forest halfway up the mountain. Although it is cold in winter, there is nothing but snow around, because there are few people walking, and it will not be slippery if you walk slowly. If it is summer Come here, just the one-meter-high weeds all over the mountain will give people a headache.

Everyone started to go up the mountain, and Dad walked in front, only he knew the exact location here.

Going up the slope is an open area. In summer, half of it is a vegetable field and the other half is a grass field. It is very difficult for people to walk in it, but there is nothing at the moment, so it is convenient to just walk over it.

Beyond this open land is the pine forest.

This area is not fruit pine, there is no pine cone, the pine trees are densely crowded together, and I don't know how many years have passed. Anyway, in Zhang Xingming's memory, it has always been like this, and it has never changed.

Passing through the woods, there is very little snow, and it is blocked by the treetops. The thick pine needles are spread on the ground, and it is soft to step on. There is a nice smell of pine in the whole forest. Although it is winter, But the taste is not weak.

In the middle of the woods, a clearing suddenly appeared. Two earthen graves stood there quietly. The yellow paper was pressed on the top of the grave. The footprints and paper ashes stepped on by someone in front of the grave must be the second uncle and the fourth uncle. My family has been here before, and there is a custom of going to graves during Chinese New Year in the Northeast. As long as you are not far away, you will come to burn paper and light a candle on the night of New Year's Eve.

Even if it is far away, find a well-connected intersection and burn a few knives of paper money to worship.

Dad took a stick, walked around the grave, and used the stick to pick up the weeds and leaves. In fact, the surrounding area of ​​the grave has been cleaned up. This is just a ritual-like process.

Turning to the grave, Dad took out the yellow paper from the bag, took a few and pressed it on the grave, then put the rest of the paper aside, knelt down, took out the lighter and lit it, watching them quietly Burn quietly.

Before all the papers are ignited, some papers need to be taken out from among the burning papers and put aside for burning, and while throwing them away, they say: "Little ghost passing by, take it and spend it, don't rob my mother's money. "

The paper burned more and more vigorously, and the fire reached nearly one meter high. My father knelt down and kowtowed three times, and my mother kowtowed beside him.Then Dad started to say: "Dad, Mom, the third child is coming to see you. We live far away and we don't come here very often. Don't worry about it. We can come every year in the future. Our family is doing well now. The car and the kids are getting older, so it’s more convenient than before. Parents, look at these three grandchildren.”

Then Dad turned his head and called Zhang Xingming and his three brothers to come forward and kowtow.The three brothers stood in a row, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times.

Dad went on to say: "Look at it? Now your three grandchildren are all promising, studying well, earning money, and the second child has become a high-ranking official. Dad, don't you always think that someone in our family can be an official? In the future , you two elders, please bless and bless your three grandchildren, let them go well and be healthy, and let them visit you often in the future."

As the yellow paper was burnt, Dad also finished talking, stood up with a stick on his body, and walked around the grave, and then asked my brother to take out the prepared firecrackers, hang them on a tree on the side and light them. The sound spread far and far along the hillside, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the pine forest.

After worshiping at the graves of grandparents and grandparents, I went to the graves of my great-grandfather and grandma to burn some paper money, kowtowed a few times and hung the whip, but it was not as formal as my grandparents. After a generation, I just wanted to express my sacrifice. Bye attitude.

When the dark fire of paper ash was extinguished, Dad picked it up with a stick to confirm that there were no sparks, and the group turned around and went down the mountain.

The real worship of the ancestral tomb is more troublesome than this, but it is all on big days when the whole family will come, and it is not that complicated at ordinary times.

While talking, everyone slowly went down the mountain.

Going up the mountain is slow, and going down the mountain is even more urgent. If you slip and fall on one step, even if you step down the mountain, although the snow is heavy, injuries are inevitable.

Li Chun and the other four followed the parents in front, and Zhang Xingming led the younger brother and followed behind the older brother, walking steadily down the mountain step by step.

When they finally got down to the road, everyone relaxed. They couldn't help but move their bodies, stomp their feet, and walk a few steps slowly to relax their muscles. In such a cold day, if the muscles are tense for a long time, they will cramp.

After playing for a while, Dad took out a cigarette to smoke, Li Chun and the others had only one smoker, so he politely took one and helped Dad light the fire.Dad took a puff, spit out the cigarette, stared blankly at the snow-covered castle in the distance for a while, turned around and asked Zhang Xingming, "Would you like to take a look inside the castle?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Go, go and see Sixth Uncle, visit Fourth Uncle's house, and then have dinner at Second Uncle's."

My mother was not very happy, and said: "Where to go, go to Gaha for the Chinese New Year, what to eat at other people's house? Go back and eat."

Zhang Xingming went over and put his arms around his mother's shoulders and said, "Mom, now that the father is gone, he must be my father's brother. Besides, what is our family's status now? Do you still remember the original thing? Haha? Did you lose your identity?" He lowered his voice and whispered in his mother's ear: "Our family is happy, what do you think of my father's personality?"

Mom glared at Dad, but didn't make another sound. Zhang Xingming winked at Dad. Dad laughed happily and said, "Let's go to the castle. I haven't come back for so many years. I guess it's time for someone to come back." I don’t even know each other when I see it, the change is not small from such a distance.”

Chapter 451 Zhangjiabao (1)

Everyone got in the car, and the car went around the small cement bridge of Sandaohe, and drove along the village road to Baoli.

The three or four houses at the top have not changed much, just as Zhang Xingming remembers, the same thatched cottages and the yard fenced with branches.

After passing these three houses, the changes came out. There were not many houses on the side of the road, but now there are more red brick houses lined up side by side, and the courtyard walls are also made of red bricks, which looks very tall in comparison.

Dad stared out of the window tightly, and kept saying: "It's changed, it's changed, I don't know who it is, I can't recognize it."

Zhang Xingming said to the driver: "Go forward and stop at the third car."

Mom asked: "Gaha?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Uncle Qingge's house, at that time my brother went to school and he didn't say much, and he offered food every day. Let's go and have a look, let people know that they don't enter the house through the gate. What do you think?"

Mom said: "Oh, his house, I have to go there, I don't know, is his house here?"

Dad didn't come back to the fort for seven or eight years, and my mother didn't come back to the fort even longer, and she never went into the fort when she came back.

The car stopped, and the family got out of the car. The house was still the same old house, not changed at all, but Zhang Xingming just felt that it was different, and he couldn't explain why.

Dad led the way, and the family went to the uncle's house. Zhang Xingming said to the elder brother: "Brother, can you still remember to eat at the uncle's house? It's big and delicious, haha."

The elder brother also laughed, and said, "Can I forget that? Uncle Qingge really recognizes his relatives, and he really treats me as his own child."

The younger brother asked, "Have I eaten meat here?"

Zhang Xingming said: "No, you were only young at that time, and you haven't been to Zhangjiabao a few times in total."

Walking to the middle of the yard, my father yelled loudly: "Brother, are you home?" The people who came to a yard were stunned for a moment, and then laughed immediately: "Oh! Qingzhi, oh, oh, why did you come back so long ago? Why did you come here before? I haven't seen you for a long time. Come in, come in! House, old man, Qingzhi's family is back."

The uncle has a hoarse voice. He was beaten in the cowshed during the Great Revolution, and his voice was broken.

"Ah? Who? What's the matter?" The aunt's voice sounded, and the man came out from behind the door, patting the face on his hands as he walked, and raised his head, "Oh my god, oh my god, Gui Xin Huh? Is it Gui Xin?" The aunt's expression changed from surprise to excitement, and when she opened her mouth, tears were about to flow out. I thought you guys would never come back again, how many years have passed since then. How did you come back?"

Uncle Qing Ge said: "Go into the house first, and tell me, it's so cold."

The aunt nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes, come in, come in, I'm too busy talking, come in quickly. This is the big army, right? It's changed, it was still so big in front of my house before. This is the second child ? Oh, it’s changed, it’s the first time I’ve seen the third child, how old is it?”

The younger brother said: "I'm 11." The aunt reached out and touched the younger brother's head, clicked a few times, and dragged the mother into the house.

In the room, Brother Da Hai was lying on the kang smoking a cigarette, and Xingliang was sitting on the edge of the kang tinkering with something, when he heard voices and looked up.Brother Da Hai got up quickly, sat on the edge of the kang and put on his shoes. This is the rule, when you have a visitor, you must behave like a visitor.