Mentioning the patriarch, Axiu's eyes were full of admiration, "People in the city always talk about going to the police if they have any trouble, but in our village, everyone knows that if they have trouble, they go to Amu."
"Brother Amu is the most educated and capable person in our village. I heard from my father that when he was three or four years old, brother Amu could recite 300 Tang poems. Later, brother Amu passed the exam and received the admission notice from the school.
The books were all sent back. But..."
Axiu sighed with some regret, "But that year, the old patriarch was dying."
To the villagers in the village, the patriarch and Uncle Muhei are respected by everyone.
On the day when the clan leader went to see the god, everyone in the village, from the elderly who were over eighty years old to the children who were not yet one month old and sleeping soundly in their mother's swaddling clothes, all cried and saw him off.
The old patriarch has only one breath left, which means that as the new patriarch, Amu will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of taking care of the whole village from now on.
It was a pity or a pity, but Amu resolutely gave up the idea of going out to study.
After taking care of the old patriarch at his bedside for more than half a month, when the old patriarch was awake, Amu listened to his unclear explanation of clan affairs.
Elderly people in the clan who are over 60 years old must go through the formalities and submit the pension, and receive back the pension money allocated by the superiors on a monthly basis and send it to each elderly person.
How do I declare children who are over 7 years old and going to school and how do I send them to school?
Spring plowing, autumn harvest, weddings and funerals...
Rather than being a clan leader, it is better to say that every clan leader is the chief steward of the village.
Generations of ancestors in the village have relied on that persistent belief to thrive and survive to this day.
He Sichen finally understood why every door was unlocked during the two times he came here, and he could receive warm hospitality whenever he knocked on any door.
If there was no exchange of lives back then and he was the one who became the clan leader, would he be able to do it?
He Sichen didn't know.
"What about Mu Hei?"
He Sichen asked softly while chewing the corn tortilla that tasted a bit rough but became more and more fragrant the more he chewed it.
Not noticing the indifference in Brother A's tone, A Xiu answered all questions: "Not long after the death of the old patriarch, Mu Hei also passed away. Brother A Mu said that Mu Hei will not be needed in the future."
The existence of Mu Hei in the past dynasties was firstly to help the clan leader share some clan affairs, so as to prevent the clan leader from being biased.
The other one is to enlighten children under the age of 7 in the village, and to give some advice when someone has a headache or is in trouble.
It has the functions of both teacher and doctor.
"Brother Amu said that the conditions of every household are now better. Children can be sent to daycare. There is a health clinic in the town for someone with a headache and fever. He is still unable to move. Even in the most serious condition, he can be treated.
120."
When mentioning the young and capable Amu Ge, A Xiu was full of praises in every word, "The clan has set up a committee. There are old people with high morals and high prestige who can convince people, young people who are as knowledgeable and far-sighted as Amu Ge, and people who are well-connected."
The aunt who spoke, if there is any big event on weekdays, Brother Amu will call everyone to a meeting and vote."
"Brother Amu said that as long as everyone puts the people of the clan first in everything, then everyone in the clan will be Muhei."
Axiu looked at He Sichen with burning eyes, "Brother, last night my father went to Brother Amu and told him about your return. Brother Amu called everyone together overnight and said that he would welcome you home with great excitement today.
You know, not only our family is thinking about you, everyone is thinking about you and looking forward to your return home."
The aroma of corn tortillas spread from his mouth to his throat and stomach as he swallowed, and then, the soft and sweet taste flowed into every part of his body along with the slowly flowing blood.
He Sichen breathed a sigh of relief.
What is past is past.
As Sister Wan said, everything needs to be moved forward.