Chapter 1 Returning to the Hometown to worship ancestors
Zamao Xiaodao was carrying his luggage, so he naturally wanted to leave with me.
The mountain road is rugged. When we get to the foot of Maoshan Mountain, the sun is already shining high above our heads. Looking back at the mountains, the sky is high and the clouds are vast. Under the blue sky, the peaks of Maoshan Mountain stand faintly. No one knows that there is something like this hidden in this mountain.
The scenery and the past are like a dream, which makes people sigh.
When the weather is good, the mood will naturally be good. When we arrive at a place with signal, the senior brother has already notified the relevant departments. The black Audi A6 has been driving us to the small village of Xiaojia in Jurong, by the winding river.
Stopped. We got out of the car, and Zamao Xiaodao invited the senior brother to his home. He pursed his dry lips, shook his head, and told us to remember to go to Xichuan to go through the formalities first, and then left with a wry smile.
After watching Senior Brother leave, we turned around and walked slowly towards the Xiao family compound.
Although Tao Jinhong came out of the mountain and had already dispelled the prophecy that "it is difficult to return home" on Zamao Trail, people always have inertial thinking. The closer he got to his home, the more uneasy he became. He lingered at the entrance of the village for a long time, hesitating whether to go in.
At this time, a burst of curses suddenly came from above: "What are the two silly boys doing? They are coquettishly acting like bitches. Sir, my legs are weak from waiting - Hey, I'm telling you, you want
Don’t you want to go in?”
Hearing this strange scolding voice, I was not angry but happy. When I looked up, it was none other than Mr. Tiger Cat.
This fat bird is standing proudly on the branch looking at us. It has bright feathers and is even more impressive than the rooster that crows when it wakes up in the morning. All the tension in the hairy path has dissipated in the familiar scolding of this guy.
Say hello, I said you are getting more and more handsome, it said arrogantly, that is, you are not idle these days, from this sentence to Jinling, every lonely ghost has been swept by it like a comb.
, every night, wails fill the ground, it can now steal the title of Master Wanyao Wansan...
I rubbed my nose and thought, what is Mr. Wan San's name? Ah, Baili Wugui - no wonder this guy has gained a lot of weight.
With the tiger cat accompanying us, Zamao Xiaodao became much more courageous. We knocked on the Xiao family door, which was hung high and surrounded by red cloth. After a while, the door creaked, and it was Zamao who opened the door.
Xiaodao's grandfather, Mr. Xiao, was also present, along with his parents, third uncle and younger uncle, followed by his sister Xiao Kexia, third uncle's apprentice Jiang Bao, younger uncle's goddaughter Mo Dan, and some other people from the Fang clan.
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Seeing this formation, I knew that the master who knows things like a god must have talked to everyone.
Hearing the concerned greetings from his grandfather, parents and several elders, Zamao Xiaodao thought of his lonely life wandering outside these years. His eyes turned red and he was about to kneel down to his grandfather. Mr. Xiao supported him and said, "Mr.
There is gold under your knees, so don’t kneel down. It will lose its value if you kneel too much. It’s better to leave it until a hundred years later.
Mr. Xiao's words were quite open-minded. He pulled Zamao up Xiaodao, patted his shoulder and said, "Tao Jinhong wrote to me a few days ago, telling me about your return to Maoshan this time. To be honest, I'm very excited, boy.
You are more promising than me and several of your uncles and uncles. All these years of hardship have not been in vain. Your great-grandfather, my father, when he came out of Maoshan, he was a member of the Presbyterian Council.
Now, you have saved the world from danger, made such a great contribution, and redressed your injustice. You have returned to Maoshan Gate Wall, and you are not inferior to him... Come, come, come, follow me to the ancestral hall, and give it to your great-grandfather.
Burn a stick of incense!"
The Xiao Family Ancestral Hall is in a large wing in the backyard. There are statues of deceased ancestors of the Xiao family and three incense sticks. The ceremony is solemn and full of piety.
As an outsider, I couldn't enter the ancestral hall, so I took a few glances at the door and joked with the tiger cat. The adult asked me anxiously, where was Duoduo? I told it to rest, and the little demon could come out.
, Do you want to see me? - After I broke through the Corpse Pill, Duoduo's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and she is still willing to stay in the locust wood sign on my chest for more time.
Hearing this, the adult was a little disappointed, and murmured that Duoduo could see her in the evening, but as for the little demon... well, forget it, you can't quarrel with her.
It had a very sharp nose. It took a deep breath and asked me if the fat bug had woken up. Let it come out quickly. Sir, I was so cold and missed it. I said pull it down. I would like to bully it the next time I see it.
, let me tell you, Fatty is now in adolescence, he is very rebellious, he is getting angry, and he doesn’t recognize his relatives, so it will not be fun by then.
Master Tiger Cat flapped his chest with his wings, saying that I specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction, let him out, let him out...
I had no choice but to call out the fat insect. When the tiger cat saw the fat insect's fleshy body, he immediately forgot all his promises and flew towards the fat insect with a cheer and a loud voice, preparing to use its hard beak to kill him.
After pecking, the fat bug will naturally run away, and the two little guys chase each other, making a lot of noise.
They were a pair of happy enemies, so I left them alone. After worshiping the ancestors, everyone sat in the main room, and Zamao Xiaodao began to talk about how he met Zhou Lin several times and finally gave him to the Dharma.
The twists and turns and dangers make the listeners marvel and break out in cold sweats; even my uncle and third uncle heard us say it that day, and now they can't help but exclaim when they hear the details.
Mr. Xiao's eldest daughter, Zhou Lin's mother, is not in the Xiao family compound at the moment. She got half a discarded old black bat jade pendant from her third uncle last time, as well as the news that her son had been executed.
After returning home, he took Zhou Lin's old clothes and the broken jade pendant and made a tomb.
She held a funeral at home, but did not notify Mr. Xiao. No matter what happened to her son, she still complained a little. However, when Mr. Xiao talked about it, he was also quite emotional.
There is a difference, don't do evil, there will be retribution in the world, she just can't think about it in her heart, she will be fine after a while.
The Xiao family held a banquet that day, and there were four tables in total. I was called to the head table to have a drink with the host's family.
My brother-in-law is a veteran traveler and a wine drinker. He took me and drank three bowls of wine without saying a word. He was so enthusiastic. My bad luck was gone and I naturally didn’t dare to lag behind. Instead of fighting for wine, I drank a small cup first, then a small cup.
Bowl, and then blow into the bottle, gurgling, gurgling, so happy.
Duoduo and Xiaoyao also came out and went to the banquet with Mr. Tiger Cat. At the same table were Jiang Bao and Xiao Mo Dan, Zamao Xiaodao's sister and several aunts from the Xiao family were taking care of them.
I was worried. I didn’t know how much wine I had lost after drinking it. My uncle saw that I was just going to the toilet and was not drunk at all. He became more and more unconvinced. After finishing the liquor, he asked someone to go to the village to bring a few barrels of rice wine and continued drinking.
After drinking, my brother-in-law also fainted and asked me why I didn’t get drunk even after drinking a thousand cups.
Zamao Xiaodao laughed loudly next to him and explained the situation to him. As a result, his uncle cursed and fell under the table, which made us busy again. It was a happy day, and we ate until eleven o'clock at night.
Many people drank too much, and even Mr. Xiao, who was used to staying in shape, also drank three drinks with them. Some people were drunk and some cried, but they were all tears of joy.
After the banquet, the leftovers were left to be picked up by the aunties. Zamao Xiaodao and I sat on the eaves of the main house, smelling of alcohol, and looked at the lonely lights in the village, the sound of frogs in the fields in the distance, and the winding river.
Flowing slowly under the starlight, I can't help but enjoy this short period of tranquility.
After a while, I heard Zamao Xiaodao sighing and asked him what was wrong?
Zamao Xiaodao asked me if I had seen my third uncle just now. I nodded and said that not long after the banquet started, Jiang Bao pushed me back to the room. He must have fallen asleep by now. Zamao Xiaodao shook his head and said he was not asleep.
The third uncle is two yards away from us. I don’t know how he made this judgment, but I didn’t ask. Although Zamao Xiaodao killed Zhou Lin and cleaned up the family, the third uncle has raised Zhou Lin for so many years.
, he is not a ruthless person like Mei Lang, how can he not be heartbroken? Moreover, when we first met the third uncle that day, he was a high-spirited, wise and capable country man, but now he lives in a wheelchair all day long, lingering on the sickbed, he
Who can understand the kind of loss and loneliness in your heart?
Talking about Uncle San's gray temples, Zamao Xiaodao and I couldn't help but sigh. But in this big world, where are we going to find the rain carnelian, or ambergris?
We stayed at Xiao's house for about three days. During the day, Zamao Xiaodao and I helped his family with some farm work. When we came back in the evening, we either chatted with the elders or stayed in the third uncle's room.
After discussing the condition, the third uncle's illness hurt his soul, and he couldn't use anything like a marrow-cleansing and bone-cutting elixir.
However, the third uncle is not very depressed. He is in a good mood. He reads medical books and Taoist scriptures every day at home, and his main task is to supervise Jiang Bao's practice. The uncle has no idea what he has been busy with recently, and as a result, little Mo Dan also handed over
With him in charge, and a few big kids in the clan, he was like the king of children, and he was enjoying it.
Zamao Xiaodao and I kept Third Uncle's condition in mind and didn't mention it much. Time passed quickly. I called my mother and she said it was still early. My senior brother called again to urge me.
Let's go to the Southwest Bureau to file a case and go through some procedures - actually, the truth about my matter has been revealed, so it doesn't have to be so troublesome. The main thing is here on the Zamao Trail. Regardless of whether I am innocent or not, his behavior of robbing the prison car was indeed a bit tough.
If we investigate seriously, he can actually be punished.
However, although this law is cruel, after all, we have an unjust, false and wrong case here, and the eldest brother, the uncle of the Xiao family and others are all watching. The most important thing is that Tao Jinhong has left the country. People of a certain level will naturally know this news.
So we all selectively forgot about it. Even so, the procedures still had to be completed, so we had no choice but to say goodbye to everyone in the Xiao family and set off from here to our hometown in Xichuan.
There are our enemies;
There, there is our benefactor;
There, there is our love and hatred. Xichuan, my little poisonous creature and Zamao Xiaodao are finally coming back to fight.