Chapter 1554 Second sister, look at you, you make daddy so angry
Chapter 1554 Second sister, look at you, you made your father so angry that he jumped (4500 words) rewritten
Xia Weicheng and Xia Zekai, their father and son, were left chatting with the four people at the door for a while until the family prepared food and called them to eat.
Xia Qiusheng, Xia Weihe and the others then left and said they would have a drink together some other time.
However, the news of their return spread in the "Xiajiazhuang WeChat group" that night, and many people were shouting in the group, "Let's go have a drink with Xia Zekai tomorrow."
Xia Zekai is not in this 'Xiajiazhuang WeChat group', so he really doesn't know about this.
While he was eating, he found out that Xiao Lian Jian had called him and asked him if he had returned to his hometown. Only then did Xia Zekai realize that his 'whereabouts' had been leaked. Now the whole village knew about it, and they were all clamoring to find him.
He drank wine and invited him to dinner.
"This relationship is good. I don't have to worry about food when I come back, and I save money." Xia Zekai teased himself, and he also joked: "Secretary Lian is not busy anymore?"
"We're already on vacation, and we're so busy." Lian Jian muttered, "Lao Xia, please be free tomorrow night. I'll go back early tomorrow morning and invite a few people to have a meal with you in the evening."
Secretary Lian felt that he had to invite this meal. He had achieved a big leap in his life, and in the final analysis, the root of this leap was his father Xia Zekai.
Hearing what Lian Jian said, Xia Zekai pondered for a while and said, "I can't say yet. I'm going to visit the graves of my grandpa and grandpa tomorrow, and I have to go to my relatives' houses."
"I knew it must be like this. You should be busy first and I will call you tomorrow." Lian Jian did not give up and repeatedly told him not to run away quietly like last time.
Eight years have changed a lot of things, and also changed the growth trajectory of many people.
Lian Jian, who used to be the village party secretary in Xiajiazhuang, because of his particularly successful "investment attraction", led the whole village to plant dried fruits and make a fortune, and his image as an "outstanding young village party secretary" was immediately established.
He was also used as a key publicity target that year for "college village officials to drive the folks in his hometown to get rich".
And for such a young and promising young man, the higher authorities will naturally pay attention to him.
Coupled with the country's major policy changes in recent years, which require the reserve force within the system to be younger, Lian Jian has benefited from it.
He was transferred to town!
After these years of hard work and his efforts to actively encourage farmers in the town to plant dried fruits, Qinyu, as a middleman, maintained friendly contact with Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.
While effectively providing a stable source of income for the people of the town, he has also been promoted repeatedly and is now the third-in-command in the town and deputy secretary of the town party committee.
Below the mayor, many people are optimistic that he will be the next mayor.
After putting down his cell phone, Lian Jian looked at the night outside the window, thinking about the hardships he had gone through over the years.
In the eyes of others, it was smooth sailing for him, and he took every step steadily and steadily, but Lian Jian knew very well that he walked on thin ice every step of the way, cautiously.
This job is really hard to do, and thanks to a young boy like Xia Zekai, he is willing to help his hometown a little bit.
He has made no more than one phone call in the past few years when it comes to official business, but every time he calls, he can actually solve the problem.
Neither the town nor the higher-ups will ignore his presence.
"I came here because I was so shameless." Lian Jian looked at the moon high in the sky and felt very complicated.
"Jian, what are you thinking about?" his wife Qin Sijing asked him.
Qin Sijing is two years younger than Lian Jian and is a primary school teacher in the town.
The marriage between the two of them is quite interesting. It was precisely because Lian Jian wanted to marry her that he quit his job in Jicheng with five social insurances and one housing fund, and took the exam for village official again, and it turned out that he was successful.
Lian Jian, who was over forty years old, already had a big belly. When he turned to look at his wife, his face was full of smiles: "Xia Zekai went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. I just called him.
I’m on holiday, I’ll go back to my hometown tomorrow and treat him to a meal.”
"That's right. You go ahead. We still have a few bottles of good wine at home. You can take them with you," said his wife Qin Sijing.
"Go buy some good donkey meat and bring it to him."
In this matter, Qin Sijing knew the importance.
"Well, he said he has something to do tomorrow, so I'll take a look first." Lian Jian said.
His wife Qin Sijing was despised by him: "Jian, you are stupid."
"A boss like Xia Zekai must be busy with a lot of things. You wouldn't go back and meet him first, and then ask when he is free so that you can have a meal with him."
Lian Jian suddenly realized that what his wife said made sense.
"Okay, then I'll go back early tomorrow morning." Lian Jian looked at his wife, apologetically: "I originally said I would take you out for a walk during the holiday, but this time I will wait until May Day before going out."
"What's the point? Instead of Tomb Sweeping Day, there's Labor Day, Dragon Boat Festival, and National Day." Qin Sijing shook her head and said with a smile: "If it doesn't work, I still have annual leave. You can't be an old fool. We are a family.
When can't we go out for fun? You should finish your business first."
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Let us say that the morning after Xia Zekai and his family returned to their hometown, after having breakfast at home, they started to pack their things and prepare to go to the cemetery.
Two shovels, a bag of folded gold ingots, a few knives of burning paper for paying homage to the tomb, and some liquor as a sacrifice, you're all set.
Considering that the road from their home to the cemetery was not close, Xia Zekai asked Wang Yi to drive a car and drive his parents there first.
Everything I brought with me was put in the trunk of the car.
I originally wanted to ask Qingyu, Chenchen and Jingling to get in the car and follow me, but the three of them refused to listen and had to walk.
"Dad, the village is so beautiful. They are all small villas." Qingyu held her father's hand and jumped around, staring at the two-meter-high fence-style walls on both sides.
From outside, you can see that many people have flowers and fruit trees planted in their yards. This season is when the flowers are in full bloom.
Hearing what her sister said, the girl said: "She is indeed very beautiful. I remember when I came back with my father, it was a mess."
"Sister, it's true, but I look very good now, and it's quieter than in the city. I don't want to leave." Chenchen didn't believe it. He felt that his sister must have remembered it wrong.
The three siblings have not been back much since they were born.
The few times he came back as a child failed to form a deep memory in his impression.
He didn't believe it, so he turned around and asked his mother: "Mom, my sister said it wasn't like this before. Is what she said true?"
"It must be true. This place used to be very poor."
Luo Xiyun's tone was full of pride: "To say that there have been such big changes in the village, it has something to do with your father."
Before she could tell her son the story about her husband and Xia Family Village, someone next to her shouted: "Holy shit, Lao Xia, are you really back?"
"Hey, Liu Fei, have you returned from serving as a soldier?" Xia Zekai looked at that highly recognizable face and recognized him immediately.
Liu Fei is a few years younger than him, but they played together when they were young, and Liu Fei's appearance has not changed much over the years.
Liu Fei came over and said with a smile: "I came back two years ago. I originally wanted to change my job and work in the Forestry Bureau. When I called home, I was told that I would come back and grow dried fruits. I was not allowed to go, so I hurried
Pack up your bed, take the money and go home."
When he walked up to Xia Zekai, he habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Xia Zekai.
Xia Zekai blocked it for a moment and said, "I don't smoke. I haven't smoked all my life."
"That's good. I went for a physical examination last year. Oops, my lungs are black." Liu Fei said, but there was no strange expression on his face. He said: "I smoked when I was a soldier."
If you do it more often, it becomes a habit."
Xia Zekai also asked the five girls to call him "uncle" and introduced him to his wife.
The two said a few words, and Xia Zekai pointed to the cemetery: "Liu Fei, I have to visit the grave. Let's talk another day."
"Go and get busy. I was there early yesterday morning." Liu Fei waved his hand and watched them go.
"Hey, Lao Xia is really back. How many people are going to meet him for a drink tonight?" Liu Fei lit up a cigarette and thought to himself.
While he was enjoying himself, someone from the two-story building next to him shouted: "Liu Fei, where did you go? Come back to work as soon as possible."
"Come on, come on, I'll have a cigarette and go back. Why are you in a hurry?"
Xia Zekai and his wife, who were walking in front, heard this, looked at each other, and laughed.
"Dad, who was that uncle just now?" The girl came over and asked.
Xia Zekai said: "He, my father's friend who played together when he was a child, later joined the army, and now he has returned from demobilization."
"Oh, does his wife not allow him to smoke at home? She screamed so fiercely just now."
"Who knows, dad never smoked, anyway, your mom never yelled at me like this, right?" Xia Zekai was very proud.
But Tongtong was very disrespectful: "Dad, have you ever forgotten whether my mother has yelled at you? You don't dare to say anything if she has!"
"Tongtong, do you deserve a beating?" Xia Zekai became anxious.
"Ouch!" Tongtong raised his fingers and shouted: "Dad, you are not afraid of being embarrassed in your hometown, why don't you give it a try?"
"Naughty kid, why don't you go to heaven!" Xia Zekai stamped his feet angrily and took a few steps forward.
But Jing Ling, a brat, was still shouting from behind: "Second sister, look at you, you made dad so angry that he jumped to his feet."
Luo Xiyun looked very happy.
Turn out from Xiajiazhuang and walk on a small road at the south end of the village. This used to be a gravel road, but it has now been re-paved into a road.
As the saying goes, if you have money, you can talk about anything.
As I walked toward the cemetery, I met many people coming from the opposite direction. They all had shovels on their shoulders, and some of them were carrying bags with empty wine bottles in their hands.
Seeing Xia Zekai and his family of seven, and Wu Jia Lei and Geng Yuqin behind them, many people stopped to say hello and say a few words to them.
Finally, he told Xia Zekai, ‘After you’re done, go to their house for dinner.
Everyone was smiling, and it could be seen from every expression on their faces that they were very happy.
When they arrived, Xia Zekai saw seven or eight cars parked on the roadside near the cemetery.
Smoke and dust rose from several places in the cemetery, and sparks flew into the sky along with the scraps of paper. They disappeared when they reached high altitudes, and then were blown by the wind and drifted to who knows where.
The cemetery has been renovated. This was done by the funeral committee of Xiajiazhuang through donations from the whole village. Xia Zekai also donated a lot of money at that time.
Pillar walls were built around it and blue and white paint was painted on it. The inside of the cemetery was different from before.
After the earthwork was refilled and tidied up, the road in the middle was hardened with concrete. It no longer turned into puddles and muddy areas like the previous dirt road when it rained.
The two sides are paved with square bricks and bluestone slabs. If there is an old man in the house, just remove the square bricks and bluestone slabs and dig a hole.
Walking to his grandfather's tomb with his wife and children, Xia Zekai took the shovel from Wang Yi and cleaned up the weeds in the gaps between the surrounding square bricks and bluestone slabs.
Father Xia Weicheng and mother Zhou Yinghong took out the gold ingots, fire paper and sacrifices they had brought and placed them on the table. They unscrewed the caps of the bottles of liquor and put them aside for later use.
After Xia Zekai finished cleaning up the weeds, he walked behind his parents and knelt down. When the girl and the others saw it, they also knelt down.
Father Xia Weicheng said: "Zekai, come here and burn the things."
"Okay!" Xia Zekai agreed.
While his son was burning the sacrifice, Xia Weicheng gave it to his granddaughters. The grandson said: "Girl, you kowtow three times to grandpa and grandma."
"Okay, grandpa!"
The five siblings had a very real fight, but the most real ones were Tongtong and Jing Ling, both of them had red foreheads.
After the sacrifices were burned, Xia Weicheng called them to get up.
As time has passed, there are fewer complicated rituals, and many memories have been kept in my heart.
Xia Zekai also touched the writing on the tombstone and murmured to himself: "Grandpa, grandma, I brought Yatou, Tongtong, Qingyu, Chenchen and Jingling back to see you."
"I haven't been back for more than two years. You must have run out of money. I'll burn some gold ingots for you this time. It'll be a blessing. I'll come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year."
Luo Xiyun came over and heard what her husband said. She reached out and held his hand and said, "Zekai, my grandparents are fine."
"Well, I know, I just haven't spoken to each other for a long time and I want to say a few more words." Xia Zekai looked at the empty space around the graves of his grandparents. He stepped on it a few times and said to his wife with a free and easy smile: "
Wife, when I am no longer here, bury me here and stay with them every day."
"Nonsense, how old are you?" Luo Xiyun slapped him on the back.
Xia Zekai was not angry even after being beaten, and even laughed for a while.
They had just finished their work and were scattering the last sparks when four people came over not far away. They looked like three generations of the same family.
As he walked closer, the older man in front shouted happily: "Brother Wei Cheng, I heard from Binzi early this morning that you are back. It's really you."
Xia Weicheng turned around and said with a smile: "It's brother Wei Liang. You are also here to burn paper for uncle."
"Well, isn't it another Qingming Festival? Bring Binzi and his children to burn some paper for my father and kowtow."
Xia Zekai also shouted: "Uncle Wei Liang, brother Bin."
Xia Weiliang was very happy to see Xia Zekai and his family: "You are all back."
"While you're on vacation, come back and have a look." Xia Zekai then added.
"Then you guys are busy. When you're done, go to my house for dinner." Xia Weiliang said enthusiastically.
At this time, his father Xia Weicheng said: "Brother Wei Liang, we have to go to his grandfather's place in Dazhang. We won't be there in a while."
"Hey, this is business. Let's wait until you come back from your work. Be sure to sit down before you leave." Xia Weiliang gave special instructions.
Xia Weiliang and his son Xia Yunbin also shouted: "Brother Kai, I haven't seen you for several years. I have decided to go home for dinner when you are busy."
Watching them drive away in a car, Xia Zekai also said to his parents: "Dad, Mom, let's go too and go to my grandpa's place."
"Okay." Xia Weicheng said, "If I had known we could go there directly, I would have brought more cars here."
"Hey, it's okay. It's good to take a walk." Xia Zekai didn't care.
