"Is it so far?" Zhang Yongsheng was a little disappointed and sighed: "Then I will accompany you back during Qingming Festival. Grandpa and grandma left us so many things, I can't help but express my gratitude."
Bai Zhixuan asked curiously: "Don't you go back to your hometown every Qingming Festival? What do you do there?"
Zhang Yongsheng smiled and said: "I will let my brother go instead of me. Anyway, he has helped me make sacrifices before. Anyway, my family has several ancestral graves every year. If it is missing once in a while, it is not unfilial. And this time I gave my grandson-in-law to They took it back, and my grandpa will praise me if he is alive in heaven."
Bai Zhixuan's face turned red and she said shyly: "The wedding hasn't been held yet. Who is your wife? She's shameless."
Zhang Yongsheng said with a cheeky smile: "Red tape is not important, only the courtesy of Duke Zhou really counts."
Bai Zhixuan's face felt a little hot when she heard this. She glared at Zhang Yongsheng with an angry look, and then pinched his thigh hard with her fingernails. Zhang Yongsheng shouted loudly, with an extremely exaggerated expression, which shocked other villagers around him who were worshiping their ancestors to look sideways.
After paying homage to his parents' graves, Han Aihua and his family kowtowed before packing up and going down the mountain. Zhang Jianxiong drove the car and Han Aihua returned to Shuinian Village after a long absence. Although she comes here once a year, this time she felt special and felt like she was returning home in fine clothes.
She left home very early to work and could not stay at home for more than a few days each year. Later, she married Zhang Jianxiong and settled down in Yunshan. She returned to the village even less every year. Although her two younger brothers still live in the village, she doesn't have many opportunities to see them every year.
Not far from the village is the Han family's ancestral hall, and behind the ancestral hall is Han Aihua's home. Shuinian Village was originally composed of people with four surnames, and the Han family was one of them, with a large population in the village. Han Aihua's family is relatively small, only her two younger brothers and their descendants.
The largest family of the Han family is the family of Han Aihua's great-uncle Han Fuchang. There are more than a dozen members of the four generations living under the same roof. They are the mainstay of the Han family. Han Fuchang is ninety years old, and he is still strong and healthy. He is not deaf or deaf, and he is busy in the ancestral hall early in the morning. He is the old patriarch of the Han family, and it is his duty to take care of the ancestral hall.
Many tribesmen come back to worship during the Chinese New Year, and some of them come back from the city or province. In addition to going up the mountain to visit the graves of their parents and elders, they also go to the ancestral hall to pay homage. Han Fuchang waits at the ancestral hall early every morning, helping with various preparations, and is very energetic.
The Accord car stopped at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Zhang Jianxiong's family got out of the car and planned to pay homage to the ancestors of the Han family in the ancestral hall before going to the home of Han Aihua's eldest brother, Han Aimin. They took out the sacrifices from the trunk, and Han Aihua specially prepared a red envelope for his uncle Han Fuchang.
Han Aihua's parents died early, and his family received a lot of care from the ancestral hall. In particular, Han Fuchang took great care of her. While she was working outside, her two younger brothers took care of her. So every year when he returned to his parents' home, he would give Han Fuchang a red envelope to show his filial piety.
Hearing the sound of parking at the door, Han Fuchang walked out of the concierge on crutches. Shuinian Village is not wealthy, and there are basically no cars coming in. Occasionally seeing cars in the village, they are either township cadres or county leaders. The possibility of private cars is extremely rare.
He had good eyesight and saw Han Aihua in a red down jacket at a glance. He laughed and said, "I thought it was some county leader who came to inspect, but it turned out to be Aihua. It seems that your family's harvest this year is good. It’s good to drive a car, it’s really good.”
Han Aihua hurried up to greet him and took out a red envelope from his pocket: "Uncle, I wish you a happy New Year! I see that you are in good spirits and in good health. You are so lucky."
Han Fuchang was not modest, and said with a smile: "My health is not bad. I can eat half a catty of meat in one meal, and I can go up and down the mountains without any problem. I am no worse than young people."
Zhang Jianxiong parked the car and came up to say hello and introduced Bai Zhixuan to Han Fuchang. When Han Fuchang heard that she was Zhang Yongsheng's wife, he smiled so much that his eyes narrowed. Ding Xingwang, a member of the family, is what makes him happiest. Although Zhang Yongsheng is no longer a member of the Han family, he has watched him grow up, and feels a little closer to him.
While chatting with the Zhang family, Han Fuchang squeezed the red envelope in his hand. Han Fuchang was a little surprised: "Aihua, how much did you pack? Why is it so thick? Is it too much? Take some back quickly."
Han Aihua shook his head and said with a smile: "Not much, not much. This is all due to the younger generation's filial piety to you. If you hadn't taken care of my family back then, it would have been a question whether the Aimin and the Aimin could have grown up alive."
Han Fuchang said politely: "These are old almanacs, why are you bringing these up? Besides, you give me money every year when you come back. Today, this is too much and inappropriate."
Zhang Jianxiong persuaded: "Uncle, you can take it with confidence. My family's harvest is good this year. You are an old patriarch with high moral character and high respect. It is right for you to be more filial to you."
Several people pushed and pulled for a while, but Han Fuchang still couldn't resist Han Aihua and reluctantly accepted the red envelope. Then he took the Zhang family into the ancestral hall to salute and personally presided over the entire process. Although Han Aihua is married, there is no difference between the inside and the outside of the Han family, and they pay equal attention when they come back to worship their ancestors.
After paying homage according to the procedure, the Zhang family left the ancestral hall, drove around behind the ancestral hall and entered a small courtyard. This yard was left by Han Aihua's parents. Later, she and Zhang Jianxiong paid for the renovation, converting the original adobe houses into new brick houses.
The small courtyard is not large, with large double iron gates facing three rows of houses, nine in total. The three rooms on the front are the living room and the master's room, and the six rooms on the two sides are guest rooms and storage rooms. There is a small yard in front of the house, nearly ten meters long and wide, with a pressurized water well and a laundry platform in the middle.
Because they had called in advance, Han Aimin's family had already been waiting. Seeing Zhang Jianxiong driving in, he quickly opened the big iron door and let the Accord car in. Then Han Aihua got off the passenger seat, and the siblings were finally reunited. There was another lively and exciting scene.
Han Aimin is a very simple rural man, tall and strong, with dark skin due to years of farm work. His wife is from this village, her name is Shen Rong, and she is a good hand both inside and outside the house. They have a son who has just turned fourteen and is at a naughty age.
"Sister, brother-in-law, hurry up and cook inside. Lunch is ready and waiting for you." Han Aimin greeted warmly and led the Zhang family into the living room of the main room.
Zhang Yongsheng took out the New Year's gift from the trunk of the car, handed it to Han Aimin and said, "Uncle, this is the New Year's gift prepared for you. Can you see if it suits you?"
