dance like a butterfly

There was no words all the way, the car was fast and steady, and soon arrived at Yinshuifang Village.

Lao Han's house faces south and is a small building with three rooms wide and six stories high.Because every family in the village became rich overnight and built tall buildings, his house was hidden in it, so there was nothing special about it.

On the thick red iron door of the room, there is a pair of elegiac couplets conspicuously pasted: the silent string of the Baoqin is broken; there is a moon mirror in the Yaotai.

I don't know whose handwriting it was, but the vigorous handwriting imitated Lao Han's state of mind, which made people cry.

A group of people got off the car with Lao Han, and Lao Han's brothers and sisters also came out to welcome him, and the relatives and friends in the house also followed when they heard the noise.Lao Han's daughter howled in her already hoarse voice, "Oh my god, my dad is back!"

It was this cry that made several women in the yard burst into tears.

There is also a spiritual seat in the main hall of the back room.A tribute of fruit and pasta was set on the table.During the period, joss sticks were lit, and a huge photo of an old Korean woman was squatting against the wall.The photo is surrounded by black yarn.Slip along the wall and lean against five or six large wreaths.There are seven bills posted conspicuously on the wall.

Beside the incense table is a row of soft cushions for filial sons to kneel down on.

Next to the cushions, there are several chairs for the elderly to sit on.

Lao Han's daughter was wearing a robe of filial piety, with a filial cloth wrapped around her head. When she saw Lao Han coming to the incense table to burn incense and bow, she knelt down again and burst into tears.

At this moment, two people rushed in from the outside quickly, almost knocking me overboard. The person in front slapped Lao Han directly, and said plausibly, "Your surname is Han, what are you doing?" Don't die, who wants you to offer incense, who cares?"

Fortunately, I was big enough to block him, and before his hand touched Lao Han, Lao Han had already reacted, and when he moved a little, the man missed him, and everyone took the opportunity to get those two people out.

The women started arguing: "Uncle, it's fine to make a fuss, besides, Han Jun didn't do anything to your sister. It's really sticky, there is no depth, don't you see that she is still sick?"

When the two people were dragged out, their feet were still kicking in the air, and they were cursing something.

Old Han turned around and asked, "Xiaohui, are you okay?"

I kept saying, it doesn't matter, are you okay?

Lao Han nodded, and then said loudly to the people present: "My Han Jun family was in misfortune, thanks to everyone's help. Haohao, Meimei, come, kowtow to your uncle, aunt, grandpa, grandma."

Everyone wanted to stop them, but the two children had already started banging their heads on the ground.

Xueping hurried forward to help the two children up, and then they burst into tears one by one.

Lao Han's brothers, sisters, and my family helped Lao Han into the room. Seeing that there were so many people, I didn't go in, and looked at the yard from time to time.

Everyone's voice is loud, there are many people, and the voice is also very noisy.

It seems that an elder is persuading Lao Han, probably the elder brother of the old Han that Zhang Wenjing mentioned.After a few words of persuasion, he went on to say that the matter was handled thoroughly this time, how many meetings he had spent, and the gift list received in the account of the money spent will be shown to Lao Han later.

Then someone asked about Lao Han's situation in the hospital, and asked about his injury. At this time, Lao Han shouted: "Xiao Hui, where is Xiao Hui?"

Xueping came out and called me: "Old Han is calling you."

I didn't know what Lao Han asked me to do at this time, so I answered and followed Xueping into the room.

Old Han said to me; "Come here, Xiaohui."

Someone made room for me, and I walked up to Lao Han: "Brother, what's the matter?"

But Lao Han didn't look at me, and said to a middle-aged and elderly man with a small cut in a Chinese tunic suit sitting across from him: "His name is Hong Xiaohui. When I was in the hospital, he was the one who took care of me. We have known each other for a long time. He is a very good guy." I have already recognized him as my brother. Come on, Xiaohui, call me Brother, this is Brother Junwu from our family."

Such a scene was something I never imagined in my dreams, my blood began to churn, and I was surrounded by happiness like sunshine.This is Lao Han, who pushed me in front of everyone without any discussion with me in advance, without any psychological preparation for me.

Later, in private, I asked Lao Han, why are you so reckless?What if I can't turn the corner, or I'm slow to respond, or I refuse to recognize my relatives, make you blush, and you can't get off the stage?But Lao Han laughed and replied: If I don't even have this vision, am I still worthy of being your brother?If you are really what you said, are you worthy of being my younger brother?Such an opportunity couldn't be more appropriate to do such a thing.

I can only bow to everyone present here one by one, as a recognition of relatives.

Everyone laughed and praised me one by one, saying that I know etiquette, I have a good appearance, and I treat Lao Han well.Xueping took the opportunity to tease me: "In the future, my sister-in-law will be able to look at the handsome guy more."

I blushed and winked at her: "Sister-in-law, you can help me more in the future, I'm stupid and don't know anything."

Everyone laughed at me again; "You are stupid, so stupid that Han Jun wants you to be his brother."

Perhaps, the matter of recognizing relatives is the only thing that the Han family has gotten a laugh from recently.

Lao Han called the two children over again and asked them to call me in front of everyone.

The children were very obedient, bowed to me, and called out sincerely: "Uncle Xiaohui."

Old Han was dissatisfied, so he corrected them, "I can't call you by my name, it's called Fourth Uncle."

The children repeated once: "Fourth Uncle!"

I can only answer loudly: "Hey."

In my life, all the flowers seem to bloom together at this time.

Not long after, someone shouted from behind: "Dinner is ready, dinner is ready."

Han Junwu, the old man from the same family, began to greet everyone habitually, so-and-so, you go and serve meals, who-so-so, who are you sitting at which table.It seems that he is really a boss.Today is no different than the day when he was working, there are fewer people, and he has even taken over the errand of the deacon.

A table was opened in the living room, and Xueping and Lao Han's sister Nuanmei sat around the table.

I may feel very strange about this younger brother whose surname is not Han. Lao Han's relatives asked one another, where is your family, how old is it, what job do you do, what is your income, and whether you are married.

I will cut the complicated and keep it simple, and answer them one by one.

Lao Han didn't interrupt, just smiled lightly from the side.

The rice was served quickly, with four cold dishes and four hot dishes, both meat and vegetarian.

Han Junwu also sat with us, he poured a glass of wine for each of us, I got up and poured wine for him, he raised his arm and said: "I have to come today, next time it's up to you, you are a newcomer ah."

What are you talking about newcomers, my face turned red immediately, and I peeked at Lao Han, who was smiling with his lips pursed.

Brother Jun Wu stood up and said, "It's not easy for us old Han. We all know that when we come back from the army, we work as an accountant, drive a tractor, work as a loan officer, run a cattle farm, and become the village head. Half the sky collapsed when I was working hard on my career, and it was so unlucky to meet that unlucky thing. Let’s not talk about these things. People say that auspicious people have their own celestial features. No, a younger brother fell from the sky to Lao Han .In my opinion, he is a good young man. Today's first drink is just for this joy, let's drink it."

Everyone toasted, raised their glasses in the air, and started drinking.

When I realized that Lao Han couldn't drink, I went to see him again, and he was already taking pictures of everyone with an empty wine glass.

My tears rolled down, and I said: "Brother, you can't drink now, why don't you think about yourself."

Lao Han didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head.

Xueping complained, saying that he brought boiled water for Lao Han, why did he serve wine instead?

Brother Jun Wu patted himself on the head, "It's all my fault, carelessness. Brother, you can't drink any more."

Old Han said, stop drinking, stop drinking.

Later, as for what brother Junwu said, I didn't pay attention to what he said, and I kept worrying about whether Lao Han would drink again. When everyone raised their glasses, I drank it, and when everyone put it down, I also let it go.

I am not going to say a word at today's wine table.On such an occasion, at such a timing, it is inappropriate for me to say a word more.

When the glutinous rice noodles were served, something went wrong.

Lao Han's face turned red suddenly, and Xue Ping screamed, "Go to the hospital quickly."

I didn't know where the energy came from at the time, so I put Lao Han on my back and went out. Fortunately, there were several cars at the door.

Xueping also hurried over and said to the driver: Red Cross Hospital!