Back to the Northeast 1970

Lu Xiangbei's uncle, Lu Jianhai, has lived in the countryside since he was a child. Even if Lu Jianjun has gained a foothold in the city, he still stays here. To put it bluntly, this is the root of every child in the old Lu family, no matter how far Lu Jianjun goes. No matter how high he climbed, this is still his hometown.Lu Jianjun's father, that is, Lu Xiangbei's grandfather, when Lu Jianjun and his family went to live in Tongyuan City, the old man chased him for more than a mile, and kept repeating a sentence, "Son! , you must not forget your roots."

Lu Jianjun never forgot his old father's teachings. He never forgot his roots. He made up his mind early in the morning. After he retired, his sons made arrangements. With their own dreams and futures, he packed up his bags and returned. Come to this small village where he was born and raised.

People, you really can't forget your roots, you can't deny your fathers and villagers just because you have lived in the city for a few years, or you have gained a firm foothold, or you can show your power in front of your fathers and villagers when you return home. If you use the words of Mr. Lu To me, this is simply inferior to pigs and dogs, you should never appear in front of me.

Lu Jianjun is very filial, so naturally he would not go against Mr. Lu's intentions. Of course...he is very clear and understands his identity. No matter how high his official position is now, no matter how high his rank is, he is still the son of a farmer. Even after many, many years, he will let his descendants remember that your ancestors were farmers, poor farmers, hardworking farmers, simple farmers, and farmers who are worthy of pride.

These words were all Yan Baoshu heard from Lu Jianjun when he followed the crowd into the village and came to Lu Jianhai's house.Although old man Lu is old, he is still alive. As soon as he entered the house, Lu Jianjun led Lu Xiangbei and Lu rushed south to the edge of the kang, knelt down with a plop, and kept kowtowling while crying, cursing himself: "Dad! Ah, my son is not filial, I have only come back to see you now after a year, my son is not filial."

Mr. Lu is old, and his eyes are not very sharp. He squinted his eyes and looked at the kowtowing people on the ground. After a while, tears came down, and the tears slid down his dark and wrinkled face, "Mr. My son is back, I'm back to see my father."

Yan Baoshu leaned against the door, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel his nose sore, and tears fell down his face.Gu Jun was also sour in his heart, he whispered to Yan Baoshu, "We are outsiders, shall I take you around the yard?"

Yan Baoshu nodded and shook his head again, and said in a low voice, "Just stay in the outhouse, don't worry if you can't find us in the north." After speaking, Yan Baoshu and Gu Jun went to the outhouse, There was no one here, they took a bench and sat in front of the stove and started a fire.

Gu Jun sent his hands to the mouth of the furnace, looked at Yan Baoshu and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite emotional?"

Yan Baoshu wiped his face with the back of his hand, "It's okay, but I can't bear this touching scene." Yan Baoshu's touch came from the old man, he suddenly thought of his own father, he has been here for so long, and he also misses home , miss his mother, also miss his father.

The old man has lived his whole life, supporting his family, hoping that his son will have a great future, but in the end?All he got was tanned skin, dry hands, and wrinkled cheeks. Thinking of this, Yan Baoshu couldn't stop crying, and whispered softly: "I miss my dad too. .”

Gu Jun was moved by Yan Baoshu, sobbing with a big nose, "I miss my brother, I don't know how he is doing in there!" After finishing speaking, Gu Jun lay on his knees He began to shake his shoulders violently, and the sobs startled Yan Baoshu, and he quickly comforted him and said, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, it's Chinese New Year, why are you two crying?" ah."

Gu Jun raised his head and pushed Yan Baoshu's hand away, and said with a big grin, "Let me cry for a while, or I will cry when I get home, and my mother will be very uncomfortable at that time."

Yan Baoshu withdrew his hand, sniffed and said, "Well, it's not a crime for a man to cry."

Yan Baoshu raised his head to prevent the tears from falling again. After the tears were finally under control, he put his hand into Gu Jun's coat pocket, took out half a box of cigarettes without skins, twisted one out and sent it to the mouth of the stove. , he quietly smoked slowly with a cigarette between his hands.

There was still a big family in the room, and Lu Jianjun was wailing loudly. Mr. Lu sat cross-legged on the kang, holding a big dry cigarette pipe in his hand, "Juner, how are you doing away for more than a year? Are you homesick? Bar?"

Lu Jianjun cried so much that he lost his usual image of not being angry and arrogant, "Well, I'm homesick, so I'm back."

"Well, well, like my son Lu Dashan."

Lu Jianjun kowtowed very hard, and after a few kowtows, the skin on his forehead was broken, and the blood mixed with the unswept dirt on the ground was condensed on his forehead, looking very embarrassed, "Father, I came back this time and put everything from the south to the north. Bring it back, you..." Lu Jianjun turned his head and directed his two sons, "Why are you still standing there?"

Lu Xiangnan and Lu Xiangbei hurried forward on their knees, "Master, I am Xiangnan, your grandson, do you think I look like you?"

"Master, I'm Xiang Bei, and I'm also your precious grandson. We've all come back to see you."

The old man burst into tears, "Like my grandson, he is the seed of our old Lu family. When you come back, I am happy and happy."

In fact, Lu Xiangbei followed Lu Jianjun back to Dongfanghong Village last year. Unfortunately, the old man is old, has a bad memory, and has bad eyesight, so every time he comes back, Lu Xiangbei has to go forward and introduce himself, otherwise The old man will not be able to tell who belongs to whom.Furthermore, Lu Xiangbei usually lived in the city, although he came back once or twice a year at most, but he would never forget how much the old man loved him when he was young.

Lu Xiangbei looked at his old grandfather and cried, "Master, I'm Xiangbei. I've missed you this year. How are you?"

Although the old man cried, it was tears of joy. He nodded his head happily, narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand, "Xiangbei, don't kneel down, get up quickly, let grandpa take a good look, isn't it too long?" Taller."

Lu Xiangbei quickly stood up, leaned in front of the old man, choked up, "Master, I've grown taller, 1.8 meters tall."

"Huh, look at my big grandson, he is also a young adult." As he said, the old man fumbled in his shoulder pocket with his other hand, but found nothing, "Grandpa still wanted to secretly give you some What, when I touched my pocket, I found nothing of value."

The old man actually knew how to make jokes. Everyone in the room laughed immediately. Lu Jianhai smiled and said with red eyes, "Father, you've already said it. It's not called sneaking."

"That's right." Feng Chunhong, Lu Jianhai's daughter-in-law, interjected, "Father, hurry up and let eldest brother and Xiang Nan get up, look at this head is bloody gourd."

After being reminded by his daughter-in-law, the old man hurriedly got Lu Jianjun and Lu Xiangnan up, and blamed him, "My eldest son and grandson are both honest, so you can kowtow if you want, why are you so hard?"

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Lu Jianjun looked at his old father, and said with a smile, "My son has rough skin and thick flesh, so it's fine."

"I'm exhausted after coming back from this journey. Jianhai and Chunhong have already prepared meals for a whole day. You pack your heads first, and our family can have a meal when it's over. Dad asked Jianhai to prepare a special meal for you. The jug of wine is ready."

A dear father is a dear father, and he really can't forget what his son likes to eat and what wine he likes to drink the most. On the contrary, Lu Jianhai also remembers what the old man loves most in his life. He loves to eat, so before he came back, Lu Jianjun asked his wife to buy two catties.

"Hey, Xiangbei, the kid who came with you was in the house just now, why did he disappear suddenly?" Lu Jianhai found it by accident, and quickly reminded Lu Xiangbei.

After hearing what Lu Jianhai said, the old man asked Lu Xiangbei first, "Who did Xiangbei bring back? Could it be your wife?"

Lu Xiangbei's face turned red, and he burst out laughing.

"Master." Lu Xiangbei said dumbfoundedly: "Master, I'm only eighteen this year. Where's my daughter-in-law? She's a good brother of mine. He's a very nice person, and he's ingenious and smart. You must like him when you see him." gone."

The old man clicked his tongue, "I don't believe it, bring it in and let me have a look." The old man still didn't turn that corner, maybe because of his hearing loss, he still thought that Lu Xiangbei brought back a girl.

"I'll bring him in right away." Lu Xiangbei let go of the old man's hand, opened the door happily and ran out. He saw Yan Baoshu and Gu Jun in the outer room. Looking down, both of them had red eyes. The red one, Lu Xiangbei was anxious, "What's wrong with you two? Have you cried? Why?"

Yan Baoshu opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Gu Jun began to complain, "Isn't it because the touching scene of your family crying and crying infected us both, Baoshu misses his father, I miss my brother, Just cry along the way."

Lu Xiangbei looked at Yan Baoshu in surprise, and suddenly he was a little unsure of what Yan Baoshu was thinking. He said he had no relationship with his father before, so why...

Yan Baoshu understood what Lu Xiangbei meant, but he was helpless and didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't tell him that I missed my "pro" father, so Lu Xiangbei had to think that Jin Guiqin gave Yan Yonggui a cuckold to get Yan Baoshu. of!

Yan Baoshu smiled bitterly: "I lied to Gu Jun, I was simply moved."

Lu Xiangbei firmly believed in Yan Baoshu's words, and after a few comforting words, he pulled him up from the stool, "Follow me into the house, my master wants to see you."

"Look at me?" Yan Baoshu asked in surprise, "Why should I look at you?"

"Oh, just come in with me." Lu Xiangbei forcibly dragged Yan Baoshu into the back room. Once he entered the door, all the men, women and children in the room looked towards the door. Yan Baoshu had lived two lifetimes, and it was the first time that he became nervous. In this way, he was brought to the kang by Lu Xiangbei with stiff steps.

He was a junior in front of the elders, and it was the first time he came here, Yan Baoshu was really thinking about how to introduce himself, and suddenly he saw the old man stretching his neck and approaching him, glanced at him and immediately laughed Get up, "Okay, this girl is so handsome, she is just right to be my grandson's wife."

Yan Baoshu tilted his head and almost staggered over, while Lu Xiangbei blushed like a monkey's buttocks. Looking at the people in the room, the word roaring with laughter was not enough to describe the scene at this time. The laughter was absolutely It is to lift the roof of the house and jump into the sky.

The author has something to say: the first half of this chapter is tear-inducing (I don’t know if the urgency reaches the urine point, ha), and the second half of the chapter is funny.

The old man is also an assist. I don’t know if the judges have grandparents or grandparents. After getting old, their hearing and vision have declined. When you talk to them, they always fail to express their meaning. Did you ask if you had dinner tonight?He replied, "I haven't washed my feet." And so on, my grandma will interrupt especially when she gets old.