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- On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and gunpowder.
At 4:30 in the morning, a Land Rover was driving wildly on the expressway. There were four people sitting in the car, namely Dongfang Herring, Li Hongdou, Cheng Hongluan and Huang Yanmei. It can only be the old driver Huang Yanmei. According to what she meant, she was going to drive two cars home, and the BMW was also driving.
It is natural to show off and show off when you return to your hometown. Jinyi can't do the night walk, but under the joint opposition of Dongfang Herring, Cheng Hongluan and Li Hongdou, he can only give up.
"You are speeding." Cheng Hongluan reminded.
"It's okay, there is no surveillance on this section of the road." Huang Yanmei kept driving the navigation. On the second day of junior high school, Chinese people have started to go out one after another, but now it is not dawn after all, and there is not much traffic on the highway, so Huang Yanmei dared to raise the speed to 160.
It has to be said that expressways have greatly strengthened the connection between various places. Dongfang Herring remembers people from the older generation saying that it took 16 hours at first to go to Guangzhou from my hometown, and I had to ensure that there were no traffic jams. Later, it became 12 hours, 8 hours, and then an average of 4 hours. At least it took more than 3 hours, and when Huang Yanmei repeatedly exceeded the speed limit, she got off the highway in 2.5 hours.
"This is your hometown? The air is good." This was Huang Yanmei's first feeling. The sky is blue and the clouds are white, unlike in Guangzhou, where the sky is gray all year round.
? Dongfang Herring¡¯s hometown borders Shaoguan, Guangdong. After getting off the highway, it is the county seat. After a simple breakfast in the county town, I arrived at Dongfang Herring¡¯s village at about 7:50.
There are 13 groups in the village. Each group has as few as 300 people and as many as 500 people. A village has about 4,000 people. 强牺  读牺
The sound of firecrackers came and went, and scented wax firecrackers were planted at the door of every house. This is the habit of Dongfang Herring's hometown. Before eating, one needs to respect the kitchen god and the ancestral hall, once in the morning and in the evening. So from 6:30 to 8:00 in the morning and from 5:30 to 6:30 in the afternoon are the busiest times. Especially children, it is natural to play with firecrackers.
The state repeatedly ordered that firecrackers should not be set off, but these regulations are only implemented in cities and counties. At the village and town level, few people listen to them, but they are still useful. At least firecrackers will only be set off in prescribed places. I won't let it go.
In the past few years, the mountains were burned almost every year during the Chinese New Year. This year, my side burned to your side, and next year your side burned to my side. I went back and forth five or six times, and the nearby mountains were burned bald. None of the old and old trees can be seen, they are all small saplings, but the weeds are quite luxuriant.
"Where is your home?" Cheng Hongluan looked left and right, everything felt fresh.
"Go straight along this road and turn right when you see a clump of bamboo. It's about a hundred meters away." Dongfang Herring looked at the buildings on both sides in a daze. Only then did a familiar feeling emerge.
The development of the countryside is very fast, and the changes are great, and the changes are different every year. Now almost every household has a car. At the door of the house, at a glance, there are all cars.
Tsk¡ª¡ª
The Land Rover stopped at the location pointed by Dongfang Herring.
"Which one is your home?" Huang Yanmei jumped out of the car and stretched her muscles. In the city, it is rare to have the opportunity to drive for several hours in a row. But he didn't hear Dongfang Herring's reply. When he turned around, he saw Dongfang Herring staring at the ruins in the middle of several houses, his face ashen.
It should be a building with about two floors, but unfortunately it has been pushed down now. Judging from the traces of desertion, it has been several months, and a clump of weeds has grown on it, which is now withered and yellow. Red bricks were scattered all over the place and no one picked them up.
"This is your home?" Cheng Hongluan approached Dongfang Herring with a very soft voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
"En." Dongfang Herring clenched her fists tightly, never expecting that when she returned home again, her home had already been bulldozed. A burst of anger burned in his heart, and his eyes were red, giving him an urge to kill.
"Herring." Cheng Hongluan held his hand, her voice full of worry.
"Which bastard did it, don't worry Herring, we won't spare him." Huang Yanmei was furious, empathetic.
"Now is a society ruled by law, as long as the ownership of the house belongs to you, justice can be recovered." Li Hongdou's voice showed a trace of chill.
"Let's go!" Dongfang Herring's body shook, as if he suddenly thought of something, his tense body slowly relaxed, and his fists also loosened. Finally, his whole body seemed to have exhausted his strength, and the expression on his face made people feel distressed.
The three women didn't know how to comfort them, so they followed him into the car.
"For some reasons, the ownership of the house was let outYes, my mother and I only have the right of residence, not the right of use, but the right of residence is only until I am 25 years old. After a long silence, Dongfang Herring opened his mouth, and his eyes fell on the ruins involuntarily.
"I was still young at the time, so I didn't know many things about the previous generation. My mother never told me about it. Later, she became seriously ill and left in a hurry. I guess it was too late to talk about it. But that's good, and I don't have to worry about it anymore. .¡±
"Your uncle is too impersonal. You are still a long time away from turning 25." Cheng Hongluan was indignant.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Dongfang Herring showed a bitter smile.
"You have the ability now, it's not bad, don't be sad, no one can take what you earn." Huang Yanmei comforted.
Li Hongdou looked away from the outside, and now he understood Dongfang Herring's uneasy expression along the way. At first, he thought he was excited because he was going home, but now he realized how complicated his mood was. Going home is not necessarily a happy thing.
"Where is my aunt's tomb? Let's visit my aunt." Cheng Hongluan said.
"Well, let's go."
The car couldn't get up when it reached the foot of the mountain, so the four got out of the car and walked. The road is a dirt road. Fortunately, it has not rained recently, so it is not difficult to walk, but there are a lot of weeds.
After walking on the mountain road for about 20 minutes, I came to the cemetery of Dongfang Herring's mother. In more than half a year, a lot of grass had grown. The three women worked together to clear the weeds. Because they were worried that Dongfang Herring would be emotional, the three moved quickly. Light the joss sticks and worship at the fastest speed.
"Auntie, don't worry, I will take care of the herring from now on." Cheng Hongluan looked at Dongfang herring kneeling on the ground, and said silently in his heart. This time Zhang Si
On the way down the mountain, Dongfang Herring was very silent. Since he was a child, he has lacked family affection, only his mother, and his mother holds a very important position in his heart.
Cheng Hongluan and Huang Yanmei knew that he was in a bad mood, so they both told her some jokes to amuse her. However, their level was obviously insufficient. After talking for a long time, it was not as effective as Li Hongdou's cold joke.
"Let's go home one more time. Aunt Yao has treated me well. When I come back, I have to go and have a look." Dongfang Herring said. The purpose of returning home is very clear, one is to worship his mother, but to thank some neighbors who have helped and taken care of him before, Aunt Yao.
"Deling!" The car went out along the mountain road. On the way, it met many people who went to the mountain to worship their ancestors. They were in small groups, carrying burdens, which were full of chickens, ducks, fish, meat, tea, liquor, and rice balls. , fried tofu and so on. In order to let the ancestors celebrate the New Year with them, everyone also took great pains to eat delicious food and drink spicy food.
In the past, men had to worship ancestors, and women were not allowed to go up the mountain. Now that everyone¡¯s mind is liberated, and Chinese people generally don¡¯t want to have more children, and the population is small, if women don¡¯t participate, some families only have one person, which is too deserted. So now, both men and women can participate in ancestor worship.
There are also people who drive into the mountains, but cars like Land Rover are still rare, and everyone looks sideways. make big make owl
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