dance like a butterfly

Seeing Lao Han's face beaming with joy, the car immediately cheered up.

Happiness is contagious.Because of Lao Han, my Spring Festival this year is destined to be new.

Maybe it was too cloudy for too long, and the sky suddenly cleared up.

A round of red sun pierced the clouds from the south, spreading the long-lost warmth on the road, and the brown and gray Nanshan became clearer.The snow and sunshine in the northern country play with each other, you reflect me, and I contrast you. Suddenly, a carefully polished and transparent world is displayed outside the car window.

Haohao's dark eyes stared out of the window.

After all, he is a child, after all, this is the first time he has looked at this road that he has never paid attention to seriously.A ravine by the side of the road, a farm house on a slope, and a few red persimmons that were not picked on the persimmon trees in front of and behind the house all made him scream with joy.

I guess, when Lin Wenlong called Lao Han and said that I would go back to Hua County, Lao Han reluctantly agreed.I went back to Hua County to "abduct" Haohao away, and gave Lao Han another reason to come.Or, in the past two days, he has dealt with several troublesome business affairs at hand. Seeing that Lao Han is in a good mood this time, although I am also happy for him, I feel a bit of regret in my heart.It’s not that I’m AIDS now, in front of Lao Han, I’d like to be as transparent as the sunlight outside the window, so that I can know how much I love him, and he will also understand how difficult my life is without him .

Before reaching Weinan, Lao Han suddenly turned the car to the side of the road, stopped, and said, "Xiaohui, did you forget something?"

"What's the matter?", I was a little baffled.

Lao Han's face suddenly became serious, and I was a little nervous.

"You used to celebrate New Year in Hua County, right?"

"Hmm!" What's the point of asking?

"Then, in Xi'an this year, don't you think there's something that hasn't been done?" Old Han said solemnly.

When Lao Han said this, I had some shadows in my heart, but I couldn't remember it for a moment.I scratched my head, what is it?

"Could it be that you didn't come to your mother's grave to burn some money for her old man every year?"

That's right, in the past, on New Year's Eve, my father took me, my two brothers, and my nephews to light incense on my mother's grave. My father squatted down and burned paper for my mother, and the rest of us respectfully Kowtow respectfully.My father always said that the underworld is the same as the yang world. We celebrate the New Year, and "they" also have to celebrate it.

"Damn, I forgot!"

I look apologetic.

Mother, I am really a disdainful person!

"Then, let's take a trip?" Old Han said with a smile.

Seeing me nodding, Haohao jumped up excitedly, "It's time to play again!"

Old Han stretched out his palm and patted Haohao's forehead lightly, and blamed, "I know I'm just kidding, but when you get to the grave, you have to be honest and kowtow to grandma!"

The car started, and it didn't take long to reach the outskirts of the city, and soon found a paper flower shop.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a burst of crying inside, and then I saw an old woman with white hair sitting on a stool made of a tree stump, wiping her tears with her skirt.

Old Han coughed and asked with a smile, "Ma'am, it seems that Chinese New Year is coming, why are you crying?"

Seeing someone coming, the old lady stopped crying, raised her face and twitched, and said, "My disdainful person, he doesn't do anything serious all day long, and only cares about playing mahjong. Just now, he took away the hundreds of dollars I had hidden away." I do paperwork all day long, and the business is not good, how much money can I earn? I think I’m dead, and I won’t even have any money in my mouth at the time. what?"

Seeing the fine wrinkle on the old woman's face as fine as walnut skin, looking at her faded blue dress with a large front, looking at the long and narrow gatehouse and the scattered nine lotus lanterns with wreaths all around, I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

"We want some incense frames." Old Han said.

"Yes, yes, yes." The old lady stood up, took two staggered steps, and went to a big cardboard box on the ground to fetch us something.

It turned out that the old lady's legs and feet were not good.While fetching things, she murmured, "Comparing people to others, I am so angry. Look at other people's children, they are all filial to the elderly. Why is my life so hard?"

As soon as I turned around, I found that Haohao hadn't followed me in. I took the opportunity to pinch Lao Han's hand, raised it to my mouth, and sucked lightly on the back of his hand gratefully.Lao Han smiled knowingly, "There's no need to do this!"

After taking what the old lady brought over, I took out the change and gave it to her.

Old Han blocked me, took out his wallet, took out two brand new hundred-yuan bills in it, and handed them to the old woman.

The old woman said, "It's too much, it's too much, ten yuan is enough." After finishing speaking, she returned one piece, touched the money to test the authenticity, and was about to change the money, Lao Han stretched out his hand to block her and said, "Ma'am, don't worry, The money is real, and the rest of the money is for you."

A stranger suddenly gave her money. She may have never encountered such a good thing in her whole life. Obviously, the old woman was taken aback. She rubbed her dry eyes, but the money in her hand was clearly real, " Oh, ah, so..."

The old lady didn't know how to repay Lao Han, so she turned around and took out a lot of incense from the paper box where the incense watch was stored just now, and stuffed it into Lao Han's hand.Lao Han smiled and said, "Ma'am, I can't use it, I really can't use it!"

When we came out of the paper flower shop, I heard the old woman muttering: "What kind of world is this? An outsider is closer than my son. My son is a 'robber', but someone who has nothing to do with me is giving me money for nothing. ..."

When Lao Han saw me smiling at him, he laughed too.

I know what Lao Han is laughing at. Lao Han must have heard a jingle from Dongfu: Diaopu City, Wild Weinan, unreasonable Dali County.Hua County is so close to Weinan, and not far from Huayin Tongguan. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. In the past, the people were poor, and there were too many robbers who cut their way.However, everyone is taboo to say the word "robber" here, and the year is approaching, and the old woman's emotion is that she scolds herself for the word "robber". It was really warm.

"Hey, where's Haohao?"

Haohao had disappeared, and on the unfamiliar Weinan grounds, the child was neither at the door nor by the car.

Lao Han was also a little anxious, and was about to shout, but saw Hao Hao holding a large handful of bright yellow chrysanthemums at the entrance of a flower shop not far away, smiling and waving at us.The road under his feet was a little slippery, and the ice and snow hadn't melted. He sprinted forward in a hurry, but fortunately he temporarily controlled the center of gravity and didn't fall down. I couldn't help feeling a little anxious watching.In the past, Lao Han would definitely scold him a few times, but today, he was in a good mood, but blushed a few times, glanced at him, and said nothing.

My heart ached, and when he came up, I patted his head and said, "You should tell us anyway, so that we are impatient."

Haohao ignored me, shook the bouquet in his hand, leaned close to my face and said, "Do you smell it, does it smell good?"

The strong scent of medicine fluttered on my face. This child, in order to visit my mother's grave, rarely holds a bouquet of flowers in these cold weather.Suddenly, I felt that Lao Han and I were very rustic. In our hands, we were holding a rhubarb watch made of incense, wax and paper, and this child obviously did not follow the traditional path with us.

I got in the car and turned back. Not long after, the car stopped by the Xiaoyu River at the northern foot of Jiuhua Mountain outside my village.

The water of the Xiaoyu River came out, and the peach forest was silent in the ice and snow.Walking forward through the creaking and thick snow, a brown hare will suddenly be alarmed and scurry on the snow below his feet. Li is gone.The sun shrouded the shadow of the ridge, and the mountain wind looked very slashing. I said, "Haohao, you are cold with flowers, come, let fourth dad hold it!"

The child was very stubborn, his hands and face were flushed from the cold, but he refused. Lao Han said, "If he wants to take it, he can take it. It's rare!"

This father and son are so close to my heart in an instant.

Under a tall cypress tree planted on the high slope is the tomb of my mother.This cypress tree was planted by myself, and now it is covered with a thick layer of snow like a hat.

Seeing me coming straight to the front, Lao Han asked, "Is this here?"

I nodded, feeling unavoidable in my heart.

"Fourth dad, why didn't you build a stone monument for grandma?" Haohao asked.

"Don't ask nonsense, each place is unique." Haohao stuck out his tongue.

Lao Han was right, we are not like the people in the city now, and we are not happy to build a stele for the adults alone. Even if we want to build it, we have to wait for my father to be buried with my mother after a hundred years.

Old Han walked to the tree, held the trunk, and shook it vigorously. The snow fell in a rustle, some fell on him, and some splashed into his collar.The dark green branches suddenly lost their pressure and seemed to stretch even more.

On the grave, I was just about to press two square hole papers, when Lao Han said, "Wait a minute!" He held me with one hand, and went to dig the snow on the grave with the other.Lao Han didn't wear gloves, but bare hands, as if he was digging warm spring water, "Among the ice and snow, how can auntie feel your heart?" He said with a smile.

Seeing Lao Han laughing, my tears are about to pop out.

I shuddered.

Mother, I am so disdainful, I can't bring you a daughter-in-law back to pay homage to you, have you seen it?Do you feel it?The man who is standing in front of you now is the person I will follow forever in this life. What I have neglected and what I have failed to do, he has done better for you than me. You know, please forgive me, please forgive me. Forgive me, please bless me, please rest in peace!

Originally, I only planned to burn a few pieces of paper hastily, but because of Lao Han's patience and carefulness, I calmed down.Number the Ming coins on the first page of the grave, and then divide the incense candles, and draw a big circle under the grave, leaving a small opening facing the grave.

Haohao put a bouquet of flowers upright on the grave, stood aside and watched in silence as Lao Han and I knelt down to burn the paper money.

"Mom, it's the Chinese New Year, and my son is here to send you money!" With just one sound, it seemed that the grievances suffered in the past few decades gathered together into a raging glacier and rushed towards the mountain slowly. In the candlelight of the wind, my tears whirled down.

Lao Han suddenly knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "Mother, I, your half son is also here to bring you something, I believe you can see and hear, and you will definitely receive our wishes We will bear the pain of the past, the suffering of the present, and the happiness of the future together. As long as I am here, I will not make Xiaojun suffer anymore. Don’t worry when you are old.”

The flames of the burning paper burst into flames, and Haohao also came to help. When the mountain wind blew, the ashes of the paper flew up and flew to the other side of the river. Old Han's white face was burned red, and the two lines silently Tears were clearly hanging on his resolute face.

After burning the paper, Lao Han insisted on kowtow to me, Haohao felt novelty, and followed the two of us step by step, knelt down and bent over.

When I was walking towards the car, I remembered the series of expressions of Lao Han in front of the grave just now, and then I thought of the bizarre illness in Huihua County this time, I thought, if one day, it is not my mother but me lying here , I don’t know what Lao Han will do.

Suddenly I heard a cry of "Ah--" like a fried pot, and a black bird flew past my scalp.

Haohao was so startled that he almost fell on top of me. Lao Han and I exchanged glances without looking back.

Then, it must be a pitch-black jackdaw, which sprang out from nowhere and flew to the mountains behind at an untimely time.

Can't help but shiver.

There are many rough bird nests on the mountain. Haohao opened his eyes and looked around. Lao Han stroked his head and said, "Don't look, your fourth dad will take you to see magpies in the spring!"

When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, on my mother's grave, when we burned paper, Lao Han and I believed that there must be chirping magpies, and they were in groups.