After hearing what I said, Madoka, that damn fat bird, stared at me with her eyes wide open, with a shocked expression.
"Holy shit, right? Boy Wu, your luck...is simply...just...his grandma's! Are you God's illegitimate son?"
"Get out!"
I slapped the stupid bird away and fell back from the sofa to the bed.
It was as if there were springs installed on its body. It flew up again in a swish and circled close to the ceiling, screaming at the same time.
"Illegitimate! Mr. Wu is God's illegitimate son. He is cheating. He must have used a cheat, and his account should be banned!"
This stupid bird is going crazy over there.
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Two days later, my parents' company officially started the Spring Festival vacation. Our family of three packed our luggage - a lot of big and small bags, and took a flight back to Chongqing.
Of course, Madoka, this stupid bird, is still chasing the plane and flying as hard as ever!
It also complained, saying that I should use the privileges of Xiuxing Company or let the Liang family of Xiangjiang buy a private jet, which would be convenient and fast, and it could get on the plane.
I just gave it a straight eye roll anyway.
Because I had to rush back to Wujiacun, I didn't stay in Chongqing for the time being. My friends here will come back to the city of Chongqing for a while when they return to school after the Chinese New Year.
So as soon as I got off the plane, my dad bought a "private car" with his wallet and planned to go straight to Wujiacun.
From Yucheng Jiangbei Airport, to Fubei County, to Lianghe Town...and then to the dirt road at the entrance of Wujiacun.
It will probably take a full day.
This is much shorter than when I was in junior high school.
When the driver heard that it was such a big order, his mouth opened wide and he was so happy that he almost lost control of his expression!
In short, it was a bumpy journey starting from Jiangbei Airport in the early morning. When it got dark, I finally saw the familiar old banyan tree at the entrance of Wujia Village.
I haven’t seen it for a long time, but it is still so lush and leafy, standing quietly at the entrance of the village. It was as if I was watching the villagers coming and going in an eternal time.
We, a family of three, got out of the car carrying large and small bags.
my dad sighed.
"I'm back! Although I feel a sense of accomplishment working hard outside, only when I return to Wujia Village can I feel a sense of peace in my heart. When I was a child, I had a wild temper. I often ran around in the mountains and fields, and only came home after dark. Looking from a distance When you reach this big banyan tree, you know you are home."
My mother nodded too.
"Who says it's not the case? When I first married into your Wujia Village, according to the rules, my sedan chair was parked under this big banyan tree. The elders in Wujia Village all said that this is the guardian tree of your village. It's spiritual! "
I'm embarrassed to say...
With the development of society and the rapid rise of cities, rural areas, small towns and counties will eventually decline.
In recent years, haven't there been fewer and fewer people in Wujia Village?
Everyone has gone to the city, some are working, some are doing business, and some are studying.
One day, maybe Wujia Village will eventually die out like countless villages that have appeared on the land of China, right?
Thinking about it, it's quite sad.
But there is no way, this is the general trend of society, this is the trend of the times!
No one can resist.
I looked at the old banyan tree and suddenly thought of the "deadly demon tree" Green Li in Lianghe Town. I became interested and asked.
"Dad, do you know how old the old banyan tree at the entrance of our village is? I'm afraid three or four people can't even hug this trunk."
My dad was startled, then shook his head.
"I really don't know. Anyway, I heard from my grandfather, your great-grandfather, that when he was a child, his elders told him stories, saying that since the two ancestors of our Wujia Village moved from Dongting Lake to Chongqing, , this big banyan tree is already here.”
My dad suddenly slapped his thigh and his voice became louder.
"That's right, son! Speaking of which, the two ancestors of our Wujia Village are traveling with you! Haha, do you think you have inherited the inheritance of your ancestors?"
What?
What's the meaning!
I was a little shocked, and my attention was diverted from the big banyan tree itself.
I looked at my dad in surprise.
"Dad, you said...the two ancestors of Wu Village are traveling with me? Are they also practitioners? I've never heard of you talking about them before!"
My dad replied with a smile.
"I don't know if they are the practitioners you mentioned, and I don't know if they are as powerful as you. Anyway, they are just two brothers, and they are said to have some supernatural abilities! During the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, the imperial court launched the [Huguang Fills Sichuan] The two ancestors followed the imperial court's orders and moved their families from Hunan to Sichuan. Then they chose this place to stop and take root."
"Anyway, I didn't know much about the specific situation. After all, my father, your grandfather, is a boring gourd and doesn't like to talk. He didn't tell me much about ancient times when I was a child."
The so-called "telling the ancients" refers to the ancient legends and stories passed down orally by some elders in the village, mainly stories related to Wujia Village and eight villages around it.
After a pause, my dad continued.
"Not long ago, a distant relative from the village came to work in Shenzhen City and wanted to join me. He came to my house to meet and have a meal. I only knew about these past events and rumors in Wujia Village. I really didn't expect that our Wujia Village The first generation of ancestors who entered Sichuan still have this kind of background.”
I never expected that the seemingly ordinary Wujia Village would have such a secret past!
I have only heard since childhood that Wujiacun is quite old - at least two or three hundred years old. It belongs to an ancient village in the mountains.
The ancestors of the Wu family have lived in this mountain village far away from the bustling crowds for generations.
Men farmed and women weaved, relying on the sky for food.
In his whole life, even if he wandered around several nearby villages, he probably never left the village within fifty miles.
If you go a little further, you probably go to Lianghe Town.
Until the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the world was in chaos and wars broke out everywhere.
Even Wujiacun, far away from the mundane world, can feel the atmosphere of drastic changes in the times!
Because, Wujiacun has just begun to have a few young people leave the mountains and venture into the outside world - mainly joining the army and fighting with some local warlords.
After that, it’s now.
It sounds calm and unremarkable.
As a result, my dad suddenly said that the two ancestors who migrated to this mountain from elsewhere and established Wujia Village were probably practitioners like me?
This is really unexpected!
"Dad, please tell me, what's going on? What exactly does the first generation of our ancestors in Wu Village do? I'm really itching."
I couldn't help but hold his hand, speaking urgently.
I felt inexplicably excited when I thought that my ancestors might be "companions" with me.
My dad didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and laughed and cursed.
"You brat! Why are you in such a hurry? We've already arrived at the entrance of the village. Go home first! We'll talk slowly when we get home."
