Under the open shed in the yard, a middle-aged man was cleaning farm tools. Hearing the young man's words, he turned his head and said, "Dazhu, what are you talking about?"
The young man named Dazhu said, "Uncle, I just came back from the fields and saw smoke coming from Grandma Jin's grave at your house. I'm afraid something has been set on fire. Go and have a look."
After hearing what Dazhu said, a woman wearing an apron and a mean expression came out of the kitchen, "It's okay, Dazhu, it's a wasteland anyway, and there's nothing to burn. Maybe some naughty child set the weeds on fire.
It’s very dry this season, so don’t worry about it.”
"Okay, you can figure it out. Anyway, I'll tell you."
After Dazhu finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the door.
The man under the open shed put down his hoe, stood up, and shouted into the main room, "Qian, go and see, some unsupervised wild boy is lighting fires in the field again."
The door curtain opened, and a young man with messy hair and a black jacket came out leisurely and muttered, "If there is anything to see, my mother said, there are no crops in the field, so just burn it."
"Are you sensible? Don't burn the grass on the grave. The more prosperous the grass is, the more prosperous we will be. Do you want to marry a wife?"
"Tch, I didn't realize how prosperous you are. How many wives have you told me about? Who wouldn't be upset when someone asks about our family's details?"
Having said that, when it comes to the life-long matter of marrying yourself a wife, money is still slowly wandering to the graveyard.
When I walked to the end of the village, I saw a fancy car parked there. A group of idle villagers were commenting on the car.
The old village chief stood at the entrance of the village and looked anxiously.
A young man wearing a locomotive hat asked, "Village chief, did you see anything?"
The old village chief said, "No, this is probably not the town leader's car."
Daniel said, "Why didn't the leader go to your house when he came?
I’m afraid you’re not visiting a relative at someone’s house?”
"Who in our village has relatives in the city?"
Qian came over and looked at the stylish car curiously.
A middle-aged uncle saw him and said, "Qian, your grave is on fire. What are you doing as a family? I don't know why I went over to take a look. You are so lazy."
Qian Qian looked at the car with great interest, "What's there to see?"
If it catches fire, let it catch fire, but it won’t burn down the village.”
In the cemetery, Jin Zhengtai and Gu Jingxiu finished burning the paper. Jin Zhengtai carried the pile of weeds he had dealt with to the edge of the ground and lit it on fire, causing black smoke to billow.
Then, I went to my grandfather’s grave not far away and pulled weeds there too.
"Grandpa, I have a lot of fever, I will let my grandma share some with you later."
After taking care of the cemetery, Jin Zhengtai held Gu Jingxiu's hand, and the two kowtowed solemnly again and planned to leave.
"Grandma, I will come back to visit your grave during the Qingming Festival next year."
The road to the cemetery is particularly difficult to walk, it is winding and winding, and it has to go up through ditches, making transportation inconvenient. Because of this, this land has never been planted with crops and has become a wasteland.
Jin Zhengtai took Gu Jingxiu's hand, and the two of them just climbed up from the edge of the ditch.
Then, suddenly, I encountered money walking down from the top.
Jin Zhengtai and him looked at each other, and both of them were stunned.
Soon, they recognized each other at the same time.
Standing in front of him was his half-brother Qian Qian. Jin Zhengtai looked at him with a look on his face and withdrew his gaze.
Qian Qian blinked several times before he recognized that the handsome man in a black coat holding a beautiful girl in front of him was his brother.
"You..." Qian Qian glanced in the direction of the grave, looked at Jin Zhengtai and asked, "Did you light the fire on the grave?"
Jin Zhengtai said in an indifferent tone, "Is there a problem?"
"You have a wife?"
Qian Qian looked at Gu Jingxiu and asked Jin Zhengtai in disbelief.
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
Jin Zhengtai held Gu Jingxiu's hand, and the two of them ignored him and walked towards the end of the village.
Qian Qian turned around and quickly followed.
What surprised him was how come Mrs. Kim changed so much?
I was a softie after being beaten so much by him when I was a child.
I'm actually wearing such nice clothes now, just like when I came back from the beach.
And the girl he is holding is so charming.
Jin Zhengtai and Gu Jingxiu were walking in front. Because the path was too narrow, Qian couldn't walk parallel to them, so they had to follow behind.
He asked curiously, "Where have you been all these years? There is no news. We all thought something happened to you outside."
Gu Jingxiu, "..."
"Did you go to work?"
Qian asked again.
Jin Zhengtai never said a word, and he and Gu Jingxiu walked up to a field bank and arrived at the head of the village.
As soon as they arrived at the village, they saw a group of people surrounding the car. The village chief put his hands behind his back and stretched his neck, looking around.
After not seeing each other for three years, the village elder has become hunched over.
In the past, the village chief took good care of his mother-in-law and his grandson. He would always give him a piece of used clothing for poverty relief from the village. They were also included in the poverty relief program at the end of the year, and he kept it in his heart.
Jin Zhengtai walked over and greeted the village chief, "Uncle village chief."
The old village chief stared intently, "Are you gold?"
Jin Zhengtai smiled and said, "Yes, uncle, I am Jin Jin and I am back."
The old village chief patted him hard on the shoulder and said angrily, "You kid, where have you been for so many years? Why don't you know you're back?"
"Uncle, I'm in the city."
The old village chief's eyes fell on Gu Jingxiu again, "This is..."
"This is my wife."
Jin Zhengtai introduced it generously.
"What a good boy. He has a wife. It's great."
Jin Zhengtai took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, handed one to the village chief, and then gave out cigarettes to the villagers surrounding his car one by one.
The villagers who were watching the novelty around the car were all surprised when they saw Kim Jung-tai suddenly appear.
"Jin Zi, you have changed so much. Where have you been?"
Jin Zhengtai's friend who grew up with him, a big man wearing a locomotive hat, ran over and looked at him happily and asked.
Jin Zhengtai replied, "I'm in Bincheng."
Daniel asked curiously, “Where is Bincheng?
There are people in our village who go to the south to work in factories, is Bincheng in the south?"
"Not far away."
Jin Zhengtai handed out cigarettes to everyone. When he saw them striking a match and leaning on the car with their cigarettes in their mouths to puff away, he hurriedly said, "Everyone, please light your cigarettes this way and stay away from the car, otherwise there will be danger."
Jin Zhengtai saw that the eyes of the people in the village had been fixed on Gu Jingxiu. He opened the car door and said softly to Gu Jingxiu, "Let's go sit in the car for a while. I'll chat with you guys."
After not coming back for a long time, I always feel very friendly when I see these familiar villagers and the young men who grew up with me.
Jin Zhengtai's action of opening the door almost made everyone's eyes startled, "What?
Jinzi, is this your car?"
Daniel said, "The village chief thought that a big official came to the village, and he had been looking for someone for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be yours."
"What are you doing outside?
I’m getting rich.”
Jin Zhengtai smiled and said, "I'm working part-time."
There are so many people in the village who go out to work, and many of them don't get paid at the end of the year. They come back empty-handed, and the better ones can make ends meet.
He is the first person who can drive a car back from his part-time job.
Everyone looked at Jin Zhengtai with envy in their inquiring eyes.
Someone commented, "Jin Zi was a soldier before, so he has connections."
Jin Zhengtai exchanged pleasantries with everyone, then took his friend Daniel and asked, "Daniu, have you married a wife yet?"
Daniel smiled shyly, "I told my family that we just got engaged."
Jin Zhengtai nodded, "Very good."
…
Qian followed Jin Zhengtai from the fields. He was so shocked that he heard that Jin Zhengtai drove the car.
He ran away and ran home.
Entering the yard, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom, Dad, Kim Jung-tai is back."
"Why did he come back suddenly?"
The woman with a ponytail and a mean face frowned, "Why didn't he die outside?
I haven’t heard from you for so many years and you came back suddenly. Maybe you heard that we built a new house in the old courtyard and came to ask for the courtyard?"
She pulled a face and looked at the man who was still tinkering with a bunch of farm tools, "Old Jin, you have to make a good idea. That house is for money. If he wants it, can he give it to you?"
Lao Jin had a sullen face and said nothing. Qian Qian patted his thigh and said, "Oh mom, Jin Zhengtai must not like those rooms. They came here in a car."
