Rebirth: I Have a Spiritual Spring

Chapter 5 Returning to Hometown to Worship Ancestors

Zhang Wanwan continued to hold the book and read bird songs that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother could not understand. Soon, Zhang's mother's exclamation came from the balcony.

"Girl, have you washed the clothes?" Although the tone was questioning, there was no other "idle person" in the family except Zhang Wanwan. Who else could be there besides her?

Zhang Wanwan nodded obediently and said: "I cleaned up the stove this morning and washed my clothes by the way. They are all mine anyway and they are not too dirty."

Zhang’s mother didn’t even know what to say. The couple earned hard-earned money and came home all dressed up every day. Their clothes had to be washed immediately because Zhang Wanwan had a fever and sweated last night, so she changed into an extra set of clothes. She wanted to wash it now, but she didn't expect that girl to do it herself. Could it be that she suddenly became sensible after being ill?

Zhang's mother couldn't understand it, and Zhang's father couldn't understand it even more. Fortunately, their daughter didn't do anything extraordinary and they didn't think much about it.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Wanwan was still lying in bed and Zhang's mother got up. The house was small and there was no sound insulation. The pots and pans in the kitchen were noisy. Zhang Wanwan couldn't sleep even if she wanted to, so she just got up and washed up.

By the time she finished clearing the table, porridge and side dishes were already placed.

Zhang's mother greeted her father and daughter to eat quickly.

Zhang's father finished two bowls of porridge in less than five minutes. Seeing that Zhang Wanwan was still chewing carefully, he took out five yuan from his pocket and gave it to Zhang Wanwan. Say hello, and burn some more paper money for your grandparents."

Father Zhang talked a lot, and Zhang Wanwan could only nod dullly. When she mentioned her grandfather, she felt a little depressed. Her grandmother died before she was born. When she was young, her parents had to work to make money, so she and her brother were taken care of by her grandfather. The older one had a very deep relationship with his grandfather. Unfortunately, the old man was a hard-working man and died before he could enjoy the blessings of many children and grandchildren. , since my grandfather died, Zhang’s father and mother Zhang’s mother borrowed money everywhere to give their brothers and sisters a better educational environment. They bought this house in the city and moved away. I will come back during the Spring Festival, but I will come back on the same day. It has been abandoned for so many years and there is no place for people to live there.

After dinner, Zhang's father went out to work. Zhang's mother specially put on a pair of 80% new clothes and chose a youthful and beautiful skirt for Zhang Wanwan before taking her out with satisfaction.

My hometown is Xiqiao Village, a village near Qingpu, the county seat. From Pushi to Qingpu, I have to take a shuttle bus at the station. The traffic at this time is not as crowded as it was six years later. Not every household in a small city can afford a car. Most people still go out. Go to the bus station and take a shuttle bus. The shuttle bus back to the county town takes about an hour and a half. When you get to the county town, you have to ride a motorcycle back to the village. It takes almost three hours to get to your hometown. It's already noon when you get back.

Zhang Wanwan didn't like going back in the past. She always felt that a trip back and forth would kill half of her life. After her rebirth, she was in awe of ghosts and gods. She always felt that her ability to live another life was the blessing of the Zhang family's ancestors. Not only was she not disgusted, but she was also extremely happy. When I go back next time, I must take a good look at my hometown, burn more paper money for my grandparents, and pay homage to the ancestors of the Zhang family, but I must be very pious.

After squeezing at the station for a long time, the mother and daughter finally bought tickets and boarded the shuttle bus. Most of them were people from Qingpu. Listening to the familiar local accent, Zhang Wanwan had a satisfied smile on her face.

Zhang's mother soon started talking to a passenger next door, talking about things in her hometown. Zhang Wanwan was bored and looked out of the car window, distracted.

The bus was bumpy along the way. The people on it were swaying left and right, but the ticket collector stood still. It was obviously a result of practice. Zhang Yuanyuan glanced at it and couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart. Six years later, the national highway was rebuilt, and the bumpy cement road was all gone. Remake it into an asphalt road and you will never see a scene like this again.

While she was thinking wildly, she had arrived at the county town. Mother Zhang pulled her out of the car and went to the market near the station to buy a bunch of fruit bread and jelly biscuits. She also bought several bundles of incense and gold and silver paper money. The two of them couldn't hold on until they were carrying large and small bags. They stopped a motorcycle on the side of the road and sped towards Xiqiao Village.

At this time, Xiqiao Village was still a small village. Every household lived in a slate bungalow. Those who could afford it lived in slate houses on the second floor. Anyway, all you could see were slate houses and farmland. Even if they were not all slate houses, they were mixed slate houses. She didn't understand before, She always felt that it was dangerous to live in this kind of slate house. It would leak when it rained. It was not as good as the red brick houses built in the countryside in Pushi. When she grew up, she realized that it was because the village was close to the sea and there were only slate houses. Only in this way can we last longer in such an environment.

Master Mo saw that he was the leader of each village. Mother Zhang only mentioned a place name, so he sent the mother and daughter directly to the door of their house. Zhang Yuanyuan paid the fare with the five yuan given by Zhang's father. Mother Zhang did not say anything. What.

As soon as the two put down their things, an old man from the village came over with his hands behind his back and said, "Meilan is bringing the child back to worship."

Mother Zhang looked back, nodded and smiled: "Auntie, have you eaten?"

Zhang Wanwan politely shouted: "Mother-in-law."

The old man smiled kindly and said slowly: "I'm about to go back to eat! You just arrived, why don't you go to my place to eat."

Zhang's mother quickly refused, "We ate on the way, so you should go back quickly."

The old man didn't bother, turned around and left.

Most of the elderly people in Xiqiao Village live separately from their sons and make their own fires. The villagers are used to being frugal, especially the elderly people. Mother Zhang will never take other people's kind words seriously.

Taking out a bunch of keys from her arms, Zhang's mother opened the door of the old house.

My hometown is a small square yard, with a large courtyard in the middle and a well on the side. There are houses on all four sides. On the north side is the hall, which is connected to the room where the photos of the deceased elders are placed. However, this room is usually locked. It is open only when worshiping. On the west side is the kitchen and utility room, where firewood and farm tools used to be stored. The other two sides are sleeping rooms. There are four rooms in total. This kind of yard looks very good. In fact, it is nothing at all in rural areas.

After the mother and daughter entered the house, Zhang's mother closed the courtyard door, so that the passing villagers would not have to come in to say a few words and waste a lot of time.

Zhang Wanwan was very satisfied with Zhang's mother's actions. She couldn't bear to chat with the villagers. She mainly talked about what you were doing, how much your monthly salary was, how your children's grades were, etc. Their family was not in a good financial situation. It took so many years for my father and Zhang’s mother to reluctantly buy it. The money for the house loan is still clear, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the family is impoverished. When it comes to money, Zhang's mother feels uncomfortable. When it comes to studying, Zhang Wanwan feels embarrassed. She said that she was lectured by outsiders, but she felt uncomfortable after talking about it. Feeling comfortable, just close the door and let both mother and daughter be quiet.

(End of chapter)