Grandma Li previously divided the treasures hidden at home into three parts, one for each of the grandchildren and one for her. She gave He Songbai's share to her granddaughter-in-law and asked her to keep it on her behalf. Saying that, she took out a piece of paper and handed it to her grandson.
"I heard that my father-in-law likes gold and stone playthings. This is a very collectible gold stone that your grandfather bought from others back then."
"Although they are not worth a few dollars now, they will slowly increase in value after a few years. After you dig them out, grandma will help you choose a copy and let you take it back to City G."
Speaking of which, she was a little sad. I don't know how long the current liveliness will last. Both my grandson and grandson-in-law are in business, and it is impossible to be trapped in the countryside all the time.
Business people are always running around, how similar to the situation when her husband and son were together in the past. She looked at the young man in front of her, from being taciturn, low self-esteem and sensitive in the past, and gradually growing into a man who can now stand alone.
Grandma Li also realized that he was going to leave her side too, just like the young eagle will one day leave the nest to spread its wings and fly to the blue sky, opening up a new world.
He Songbai heard the old grandmother's melancholy, he smiled and said, "Grandma, come with us."
"Didn't my grandma say that she would teach my children by herself? Tangtang and Dahai still don't know how to speak, so grandma will be responsible for them."
"You said, teach them like you taught me..."
"How can you teach Tangtang and Dahai if we don't go to G city together? The development of G city is very fast, and the customs and customs are also very good. Lanxiang and I have discussed buying a house with a yard, which is more than enough for grandma. , If grandma likes to raise chickens, we will raise chickens, and if you like to grow vegetables, we will grow vegetables. If you like to wake up and see the mountains at a glance, we can live in the suburbs."
He Songbai talked about his future plans with longing, and Auntie Li's eyes warmed after hearing this.
She murmured, "Yes, I promised you that I would teach Tangtang and Dahai... teach them Chinese, arithmetic, painting... just like I taught you."
"I'm going to teach them everything I have in my head."
He Songbai clenched the old grandmother's hand that was as dry as an old branch, and looked at her with encouraging and warm eyes.
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Soon, He Songbai took the "treasure map" given by the old grandmother and led people to dig for ancestral property. There are brother-in-law Li Dali and good friend Liang Tiezhu.
Grandma gave a total of five pictures, the other three are not difficult to find, the hardest to find is the treasure buried in two places near Niujiao Mountain. The landslide that year destroyed this majestic mountain and destroyed the terraced fields that everyone worked hard to develop day and night. After the landslide, the devastated mountain peaks that looked like spider silk cracks have now turned over, and green pines and wild grass have regrown in the cracks. Looking at it again today, it has to make people sigh.
In particular, Li Dali was a survivor who suffered a life-and-death catastrophe but survived in the end.
After they entered the mountain, at the fork in the road, they saw the tomb of the members of the commune who had been erected a few years ago. These are the resting places of the victims whose bodies have no longer been found and who have completely disappeared.
The small earthbags are overgrown with weeds, withering every year. If the family members of the deceased come to visit the graves, they may grow to be half the height of a person.
The three of He Songbai stared at each other for a long time, bowed and made a toast, and then carefully went up the mountain from this detour. The mountain range of Niujiao Mountain is huge, and the only part of the mountainside that collapsed was the reclaimed terraced fields. It has a main peak and two accompanying peaks.
He Songbai carefully probed the terrain and followed the map given by Grandma to find a spot. He recalled the grass and trees of Niujiao Mountain back then, and then compared with the changed environment now, after thinking for a long time, he drew out a few most likely buried points.
He Songbai said: "After the reform of the land system, there is now a contracted mountain in the village, and I have to contract this mountain."
"And the top of the mountain where our family's ancestral property is buried is also covered."
"We have time to dig slowly."
Liang Tiezhu patted his head, "My darling, how much does it cost to wrap up these hills, can the treasure of Brother Bo's family be worth this money?"
He hasn't hung out with his brother Bai like Li Zhong over the years, so I don't know how Brother Bai is doing now. After reuniting today, when I heard his brother Bai's tone, he was speechless.
But Liang Tiezhu remembered the swollen face he had been beaten many years ago, and now he is numb after listening to his brother's words. The couple are both unexpectedly capable people, and Liang Tiezhu only needs to follow blindly.
Li Dali has not left the village in recent years, although the people's commune has disappeared, and his title of captain exists in name only.
But because he led the members to put on a red handprint and sacrificed his life to implement the family contract system, his status in the hearts of the members seemed unshakable. A year ago, he was nominated by everyone's real name as the village head of Hezitun.
He lit a cigarette and said calmly, "I also stamped the contract here. This mountain belongs to the collective property. When the time comes, I will open a collective auction and go through the process."
He Songbai finished detecting the changing treasure spot of Niujiao Mountain, and went to step on a few others. The old landlord of the He family was in a hurry when he buried his ancestral property. As long as he found the right spot, he could dig one or two meters deep. Out of the baby.
He Songbai found another treasure hiding spot in the mountain. The three of them went ahead and dug a dozen pits. It took a whole day to dig out two treasures.
Liang Tiezhu was holding the half-human-height box. If it wasn't for the fact that he had been struggling to improve his arm strength for cooking in the past few years, I'm afraid he would not be able to lift this big box.
He stared blankly and asked He Songbai, "Can you open it up and let me see the world."
He Songbai readily responded.
Tie Zhu'er rubbed his hand, lifted the axe and slashed the lock with great force. After a burst of sparks, he blew at the box and slapped the box open with a big palm. Inside is a whole box of grass and wood ash covered with thick straw.
The expected golden and radiant baby didn't exist. What caught their eyes was a pile of black ash and rotting straw. Anyone who sees this pile of things will not think that there are treasures.
Tie Zhu'er choked out a breath.
Li Dali touched it with his hand, and felt a fist-sized rock, which was mixed with charcoal to form a charcoal rock. He wiped it with his clothes and washed it with water, gradually forming a little outline.
The night will be dark, and a corner of the dusty jade is exposed, the milky white like cream is moisturizing the eyes, thick and thick, and the tentacles are warm. Just this flash of mutton fat jade is enough to make Tie Zhuer's eyes sharp. Although emerald jade is not worth much, the top-quality goods of this color are always hot and invaluable in any age.
He hurriedly closed the box, his heart pounding, "It's really a baby!"
He Songbai said decisively: "When it's dark, let's carry the box down the mountain."
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Zhao Lanxiang didn't eat the dinner that her husband made by himself. The dinner was made by the eldest sister.
The eldest sister's craftsmanship is very general, not even half of the team leader's craftsmanship. But Zhao Lanxiang also ate deliciously because he was accompanied by his own mother.
Feng Lian used her experience of raising two children with her own hands, taught her how to take care of the children, and gave her a way to stop lochia. Tangtang didn't like strangers very much at first, but when she came into contact with Feng Lian, who was gentle and friendly, she stopped crying.
Feng Lian hugged her granddaughter while eating, and her heart was melted by this pink and tender dumpling.
She pointed to Tang Tang's pink lips moistened with saliva, "They both look a lot like you, the more you look, the more they look alike."
The kind heart of one of Feng Lian's grandmothers was filled and filled by these two babies. She frowned and complained on behalf of her grandchildren: "I don't know where Brother Bo has gone."
"It made Tangtang cry all day."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, except for the sea, Tangtang's stickiest is her father."
The old grandmother only implicitly revealed that Brother Bo and Li Dali had something to do and might not come back for dinner tonight. After everyone finished eating, Zhao Lanxiang had to warm the rice in the pot and let them both come back to eat.
Until late at night, after everyone had stopped, she heard light footsteps.
Zhao Lanxiang got up and opened the door. He Songbai came back dressed in a thick night. He took off his autumn coat and wiped off his sweat.
In the dark night, he lightly placed a large box in his hand on the ground and slowly opened it.
The man's low, hoarse voice revealed a hint of lightness and pride, "Xiangxiang, turn on the light—"
In fact, when the treasure in the rotten wooden box does not need to turn on the electric light, just relying on the weak oil lamp in Zhao Lanxiang's hand illuminates it, it can also make people breathe and suffocate tightly.
The moment the box was fully opened, the light was dazzling, too, beautiful.
The box is full of gold, silver and jade, and the delicate silverware reflects the dazzling luster and exudes a sparkling cold light; the white jade is crystal clear and moist, the oil lamp is a little closer, and the vague ancient characters are engraved on it, a sense of simplicity and history. Come, the inscription "Zai Rui He Xiang" is engraved on the large round poem wall; the dazzling golden gilt ware, the dragon and phoenix utensils inlaid with gorgeous rich gems, enamel, etc. are dazzling.
There are also the lifelike reclining lotus Guanyin carved by Tian Ziyu, the Qing Dynasty white jade carving double dragon chasing pearl amphora, and the jasper carving Xiyuan elegant collection picture pen holder...
Why was Zhao Lanxiang able to recognize them so quickly.
Because in the last life, they were all found in the old man's collection room, but obviously many ancestral treasures had been lost and could not be redeemed. Now what she sees in her eyes are the original treasures of the He family.
She picked up a jade bi and gave it a light kiss.
"Brother Bai, are you digging up your ancestral property?"
He Songbai nodded. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Grandma said that we should pick up a few and give them to Dad. Dad likes this kind of collection the most."
Hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang had mixed feelings in her heart, and her eyes gradually turned red.
"Grandma always remembers us," she said.
"After worrying about this and that, she even remembers her father's hobbies."
In fact, the old grandmother, who has been impoverished for half her life, has nothing else to do with her besides these hot goods that are "worthless" in her eyes. She took out all her most valuable things and distributed them to them without hesitation, not afraid of being old and helpless after the baby was distributed.
Generous and generous, in the eyes of the elderly, friendship is always more precious than money.
"She was so nice to us..."
He Songbai touched the corner of his wife's reddened eyes, and comforted softly, "Don't cry, you can't cry during the month."
"Let's remember Grandma's goodness, and we'll be more filial to her in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang gave a deep hum.
In the early morning of the next day, He Songbai brought the gold, stone and jade objects he excavated last night to his grandmother's house. Although the number of these items is quite large, most of them are small objects, delicate and small, so they do not take up space.
Grandma Li touched these familiar things, and she seemed to see scenes and objects of the He family's old house in front of her eyes. She could even remember clearly which things were placed where.
The words engraved on this finger ring have been touched by her lover all the year round, and the handwriting is gradually rounded and blurred.
The enamel was missing a hole. In fact, she lost her temper one year and fell to the ground and broke it.
Even the deceased husband's name engraved under a golden bean brought Grandma Li to tears. After touching for a long time, she took out the two most valuable jade-carved Guanyin and white jade-carved double dragon chasing pearl bottles.
"Bring these two to your in-laws, he will be very happy."
"It's better for you to keep the rest as collectibles. You can use them for other investments when they are valuable in the future, and you can live a little better."
In the past, He Songbai may still have the idea of realizing his ancestral property, but today, seeing the attachment in his old grandmother's eyes, He Songbai decided to save them all and keep them one by one for Tangtang and Dahai. , passed down from generation to generation.
He showed his white teeth, "When the hundred-day wine at home is finished, let's go back to G city together."
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Almost the whole village is looking forward to the He Family's Hundred Days Wine. The roast suckling pig and whole pig banquet prepared by the chef Liang Tiezhu, who wrapped the wedding banquet in person last time, hooked all the greedy worms in the stomachs of the whole village.
The smell of meat did not dissipate for three days and three nights, and the fragrance penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Eating the wine and meat of the He family is a memory that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.
On the day when the He family held the 100-day banquet, a whole village was set up, and the whole village came to eat the wine of the He family. The pomp was very large, and He Songbai thought that this was the last hundred-day banquet in his life. He had two babies in one breath, and of course the wedding wine had to be served twice.
Liang Tiezhu also worked hard and used all the essence of what he had learned in the past few years.
The pig farm has brought nine live pigs over, which means a long time. The pig butcher kills three fresh pigs every day for wedding wine. Chicken, duck and poultry, live shrimp and crab, river fresh and so on.
Liang Tiezhu moved all the pomp and circumstance of "Songlan" to the countryside. The delicacies of the Hundred Days Banquet were delicious and rich, which made everyone in the village a feast for the eyes.
On the day of the 100-day feast, the local custom is called "going out", burning incense to worship the land of the mountain gods and setting off firecrackers to celebrate. .
Zhao Lanxiang wore a red coat, hugged the sea, and kissed gently.
"Mom's baby, Dad prayed for you today. I hope you have a smooth and healthy life for the rest of your life."
He Songbai hugged his daughter. Tangtang's face, which was full of 100 days, was tender and round, and she was wrapped up like a soup dumpling.
She wore a little red felt hat and looked very foreign.
She excitedly grabbed onto He Songbai's clothes, babbling and drooling. He was restless and restless all over his body like twisted candy.
Zhao Lanxiang said: "Sometimes I wonder if the genders of the two of them are reversed. The sea is quiet like a girl, and Tangtang is domineering like a kid."
He Songbai put his daughter on his arm sympathetically and asked her to look around where she was curious, "No, it's more rare for a girl to be lively."
"See for yourself, were you so naughty when you were a child?"
When He Songbai said this, they both remembered the childhood memories they shared on the way back from the city on bicycles many years ago.
Zhao Lanxiang's rebelliousness is buried in her bones, she is clever and naughty, and she often does what she likes against the yin and yin. Singing forbidden songs and reading forbidden songs. Books are still in love at an early age, and there are so many bad deeds.
And He Songbai was a boy who was pressed by his grandmother to learn culture since he was a child. Year after year, he painted pixel pictures of the fat pigs in the team. down.
Zhao Lanxiang burst out laughing, and said cheerfully: "It seems to be true, Tangtang looks like me."
"But I hope that the sea is not like you. It's too honest, and it's a good life."
The second half of her voice was so soft that it was almost drowned in the wind, so light that He Songbai seemed to have a hallucination.
"Is it bitter? It's not bitter at all. Now I'm enjoying myself, and I have hope in life." The man said energetically.
In front of Zhao Lanxiang's eyes, the thin man who had suffered for most of his life appeared. He was gently stroking her hair under the old oak tree that symbolized life.
persuade her to go back.
Go back to "him".
He Songbai is both him and not him. Everything He Songbai has today is probably the most complete look he could ever imagine in his heart. He hoped that He Songbai would continue to be beautiful, and he asked her to go back.
Zhao Lanxiang gradually held back the tears she forbeared. The moment she bowed her head, her eyelashes blinked, and warm tears flowed down the sea's cheeks.
The sea giggled for the first time, with shallow pear eddies on his cheeks, like his mother.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "It's windy, take the baby back."
"I got sand in my eyes."
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After the 100-day banquet, He Songbai and his party packed up their luggage and prepared to leave for city G. Feng Lian and Xiao Huzi happened to follow them home.
Also accompanied by Grandma Li, Sanya, Big Sister, and Li Dali. Grandma's kind face showed a deep smile.
She asked Sanya, "Going to school in G city, have you said goodbye to your former classmates?"
He Songzhi nodded vigorously, she clenched her small schoolbag tightly, "Wherever grandma goes, I will go wherever grandma goes. My favorite is grandma!"
Granny Li stroked the fluffy head of the child, and she asked her grandson to sort out her clutter together and send it to G city. The old man's heavy books took up a large box, but the clothes were pitiful. She herself only changed two or three clothes every season from beginning to end of the year. Diligent and thrifty, it seems that he is really used to a hard life.
He Songbai was stunned when he sorted out the old grandmother's drafts of waste paper.
He said: "In the past, we don't need to take the things we scribbled casually."
Grandma muttered, "These are all treasures, how can you not bring them?"
"I don't know if I will have a chance to come back for a second time in the future."
He Songbai heard the words, endured shame and stuffed his grandmother's manuscript together with his pig comic book, packed it and sent it to the post office to weigh a full 30 pounds. Many of these old books were gradually dug out of the ground after the reform and opening up.
After a day and a night of trains, they soon came to G city. The first thing He Songbai did was to go to the hospital to replace the old grandmother's wheelchair with a more labor-saving machine.
Back in city G, he started to work on the company that he had spent more than half a year in, and he was too busy to spend. When he came home every night, he could see the old grandmother holding Tangtang and reciting foreign poetry.
The old grandmother coaxed the two little dolls to read a bedtime fairy tale by the bed.
Days go by, the years go by, the old man's hair is getting thinner, but his spirit is still alive and well. She was able to pull up the toddler Sea in a wheelchair, encouraging him to get up and walk.
She held Tangtang's hand and taught Tangtang to doodle and draw.
The bright sun shines on the old man's body, warm and warm, the wrinkles on her face are more gentle than the sun, and the little baby kisses her face with saliva off guard. The gullies blossomed with laughter.
One day, Tangtang and Dahai both went to primary school. He Songbai made a long journey and returned home early in the morning, but the old man was nowhere to be seen.
Zhao Lanxiang poured him a glass of water, stared at him after he finished breakfast, and asked him briskly to take a walk in the university.
The large and clean campus is full of greenery, and the voice of the new class of students reading in the morning can be faintly heard. Zhao Lanxiang dragged him into a large classroom, where He Songbai sat behind a dark head.
Suddenly he saw a figure, and after confirming who it was, his vision began to blur, and the corners of his lips gradually pursed a line.
His old grandmother was in a wheelchair and slowly slid in through the door. Her voice was sympathetic and gentle: "Good morning, classmates."
The classroom, which was restless before, fell silent in an instant, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Zhao Lanxiang whispered to He Songbai: "They like Grandma, who teaches mathematics very well."
"You know, at the beginning, you thought it was troublesome, and the pile of waste paper that you disliked especially contained Grandma's previous research. Last year, it was seen by Gu Gong, who came to our house. Gu Gong organized Grandma's papers and sent them to academic journals. , caused a stir.”
"Look, grandma was delayed by the three of you who brought us two stinky boys together."
He Songbai was extremely shocked. In addition to being surprised, he recalled that many years ago, his grandmother was crying and still insisting on writing and drawing broken symbols. He did not expect that it would become something of value after many years, and he also let her stand on it. The podium glowed again.
"Shh - don't talk, let's listen to the math class that grandma is taking." Zhao Lanxiang said.
The author has something to say: *
Bo Ge'er: Grandma turned out to be dragged down by the five of us.
I'm guilty.
I repent.
Grandma: "… "
Stupid grandson.
The story of Lan Xiang and Bo Ge has come to an end here.
Next are the eldest sister and the eldest brother-in-law, and Lanxiang's previous life, which one do you want to see first
In addition, there are candidates who grew up with Tang Tanghai, Jiang Jianjun, Tang Qing, and Grandma when she was young.
You choose first, I'll say it if I don't write it, hahaha.
The poor Pingshengjun ran away with the lid on top of the pot.