I rewrote family history

Chapter 79 Mr. is dead (seeking the first order)

It was raining outside at night.

The gray-white fox jumped onto the chair, and rubbed its tail against Xu Er's chin, comforting the boy.It has seen everything that happened today, knowing that this is another growth of the boy.It understands the sensitive heart of teenagers, just like the young lady of the Xu family it met when it was at this age.

At the age of sixteen, Xu Shuwen married a wife named Tian.That is, the fourth year of Xuantong, the early years of the Republic of China.Probably in June, too early, it can't remember clearly.After getting married, Xu Shuwen became more indifferent to it. It didn't know it at that time, but after a while, it kept its duty.

Xu Er's fool took his husband as his father...

"Master Hu, I still have you." The fool Xu Er knew that the fox fairy had listened to what he said in his heart, so he quickly comforted the gray fox.He has been getting along with the gray and white fox, and has long regarded it as a part of him, regardless of each other.So for a moment he forgot that there was still a Master Hu by his side.

The fox fairy knows his fragility and cowardice.

They read together in the garden kiosk.

The gray-white fox nodded, jumped off the chair, and walked towards the door. It was lying under the eaves, listening to the gurgling rain, watching Xu San'er busy.While watching, he dozed off.

While staring in confusion, Xu Er also left the house in his shirt.

"Father, don't make it up, it's too late now, it's time to go to bed."

"The Zhao family wants five bamboo mats, and now... it's still short... three. I have to make it quickly. There is also Miss Li's bamboo basket. There is still a lot of work in hand, you go to bed first."

"I can't sleep with the lights on."

"I'll light the lamp."

The father and son were silent for a while.I don't know what persuasion Xu Erlianzi said.The kerosene lamp in the house was turned off, and it was carried to the bed.Immediately afterwards, there was Xu San'er's thunderous snoring.

……

"The condition of the old man has improved. It should be that your family members are by his side. After he spoke, he felt much better and his health has improved. However...for an old man of this age, it's hard to say."

Outside the corridor of the ward, the attending doctor glanced at the physical examination form, considered his words for a while, and said.

"It's hard to say?" Xu Rong replied subconsciously, but after blurting out the words, she shook her head again, showing relief.She is also an old man who is nearly seventy years old.When she will die, she doesn't know, it may be two years, it may be the next month, a few days later...

If the body is not good enough, it may often be a matter of a moment.It's fine in the morning, but not in the afternoon.However, she was already psychologically prepared to face death, and she had long since disregarded life and death.It is a blessing that the old man can live to this age, and he cannot be forced. Death at the age of 120 is joy and mourning.

As long as... you can leave without regrets.

The attending doctor left, Xu Rong and Xu Qing pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, continuing to sit beside the old man.As for Wu Hao, except for evenings and holidays when he has time to come, he attends classes at school at other times.

"After Mr. had a second student, he didn't pay much attention to me. After more than ten days, I received the three-corner coin from Zheng Xuli, a single-corner silver coin and a double-corner silver coin." .”

"The triangular money is not a small amount of money. It can pull a few feet of cloth and eat a few good meals. It is worth my monthly rent in the courtyard. I don't want to get paid for nothing."

"But Zheng Xuli said that I had to ask for it, and everyone in the sixth room of the county government had this reward. Later, after I walked out of the county government, I inquired carefully and found out that those who didn't cut their braids were considered a violation of discipline and were fined. "

Xu Jianwen is not here, and Xu Cong no longer deliberately tells the story of him and his father.Extremely ordinary father and son, what to talk about, there are a few words on the left and right.Both of them are taciturn people. When they get together, they will not exceed ten sentences for a long time.What he told Xu Qing and Xu Jianwen was his patchwork of deeds.

"What is the relationship between disciplinary fines and reward money?"

Xu Qing frowned, not understanding the relationship between them.

Obviously two seemingly unrelated things.She could think about being fined for not cutting her braids, but it should have little to do with the county government's reward money.

"I thought so too at first. I couldn't figure it out, so I asked Zheng Xuli."

Xu Cong sighed, "Xiang Zheng told me that the county government only issued orders urging all townships to cut their braids, but they did not force the people to cut their braids. It was released in the name of the former Qing County Government."

"In the past, the "Braid Cutting Order" was issued in the name of the Qing County Government... Few people dared to cut their braids."

"During this period, the people in the sixth room of the county government strictly guarded the secret. And I can be regarded as a member of the county government, and I also received a triangular reward. Compared with this, the triangular reward is not much."

Xu Qing opened her mouth wide, feeling unbelievable.

She didn't understand what was meant by "creating a name cleverly and taking by force" in the old days.People in the old days were not well literate, and the illiteracy rate was extremely high.However, using the decree of the former Qing Dynasty to ask the people to cut their braids, anyone who reads this decree will think it is absurd.

It's like beheading the emperor with Shang Fang's sword, it's impossible.

Even if some people "mistakenly" cut their braids, most people still dare not act rashly.Those who had never cut their braids gave the county government a reason to fine them for violating discipline.

"Grandpa, wait a minute."

"I'll take a call."

Xu Qing suddenly felt the phone vibrate in her pocket, and she interrupted Xu Cong's speech.Then he put down the notebook and sketchbook lying on his lap, and went to the corridor to answer the phone.

As soon as the door is closed, slide the button on the phone screen to the left to answer the call.

"Dad? What are you doing on the phone?"

Xu Qing was silent for a while before asking.This is the first communication between the father and daughter since the conflict with Xu Jianwen last time.There was not much communication before, let alone now.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll hang up."

She added.

There are many things she wants to talk to Xu Jianwen, such as apologizing.However, it wasn't a day or two since Xu Jianwen showed her face. Her father's temper was not very good.When she was young, she also became silent after speaking once or twice.Whether you say it or not, there won’t be any major changes. Instead of doing this, it’s better not to expose your own scars for others to see clearly, and make a few meaningless ridicules.Hidden, one day it will be fine.

"something..."

On the other end of the phone, the smoky Xu Jianwen finally spoke, his voice was deep and hoarse.He seemed to hear that his voice was wrong, he coughed lightly, straightened his throat, "Sir, the name is Liu Changda, right? He... he is dead."

"Dad, sir, how far away are you?" Xu Qing said a little impatiently, "Mr. is older than my great-grandfather. How could he have lived to this day? He must have passed away long ago. How long has he lived?" Is there any record of his deeds in the school..."

There was news about an unfamiliar and familiar person, and Xu Qing seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, asking questions non-stop.

"he……"

"It's old and dead."

In Xinye County, at the gate of a middle school, Xu Jianwen stepped on the hardened concrete floor, nodded to the old gate guard, and asked him to keep quiet.Immediately afterwards, he grinned the corner of his mouth, and his words became more cheerful.

"Damned? Mr. Liu's ending is good." Xu Qing was relieved, she was afraid that Mr. Liu would be like Mr. Zhou.Mr. Zhou left the school and disappeared without a trace. She thought he might be dead and committed suicide.

"Do you have a photo?"

she pressed.

"Let me ask again and look for it. It's been too long. Hongwen Hall is no longer there. The old site has become a junior high school. Many ancient buildings have long disappeared, at least I haven't seen a few. It's called Confucius Temple Street, but the Confucius Temple Not here anymore..."

After Xu Jianwen replied this sentence, he hung up the phone.

"Master? Are you a descendant of Mr. Liu?"

The old gatekeeper is sitting on a rocking chair in the school guard room, swinging a big cattail fan with his left hand.There is an old-fashioned radio on the window sill, and the sound of babbling opera comes out, leisurely.

Master is a general term for middle-aged men of Xu Jianwen's age.

"No, it's not." Xu Jianwen walked over, "My grandfather is a student of Mr. Liu. He is getting old and thinks of Mr. Liu, but he is old and confused, so my grandson came here on his behalf. By the way, uncle, how do you know Mr. Liu?"

He saw that the gatekeeper was only six or seventy years old.

This age is very old, but it is still decades behind Liu Changda's age.

"I heard from Teacher Yu that his husband's surname is Liu. It should be Liu Changda. It's too early. Except for me, I guess few people in the school remember that it used to be called Hongwen Hall... Let me think about it, Teacher Yu said His teacher committed suicide, maybe in [-], or in [-] or [-] years?"

The old doorman took a sip of hot tea, hummed a little tune, and said slowly: "I was taught by Teacher Yu for a while, and he taught Chinese. When Teacher Yu left, I was a dutiful son. He If you don't have a son, you will die early!"

His words were very flat, as if he was talking about an irrelevant stranger.

Primary school, junior high school... Hongwen Hall has changed a few times.Classes were suspended, a factory was set up, and a feed factory was built.The history in the middle was interrupted, and the earliest history of the school only started in the 70s and [-]s...

"Master, there are still some old photos in the school history museum, you can go and have a look."

"This is all before the school collected it."

Another reminder from the old man outside the door came to his ear, Xu Jianwen nodded and thanked him casually.He turned his head and glanced at the modern school, the tall buildings rising from the ground, the dense concrete buildings, and the cars placed in the parking lot through the fence gate...

"I'll watch it in the afternoon, and go eat something first to fill my stomach."

From getting off the high-speed rail to getting on the bus, Xu Jianwen didn't have much good food along the way.It just so happened that there were small restaurants opposite the school, selling stewed noodles, casserole, rice noodles, steamed buns, Shaxian snacks, etc. He planned to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple first.

……

County government office, government office workshop.

An ear room in the courtyard.

Zheng Xuli was sitting by the tea table. He pinched a piece of walnut cake, broke it into pieces and threw it into his mouth. Focus. I remember, uh..., did you graduate from elementary school and get a certificate of completion?"

The triangular bounty was taken for nothing, and Xu Er was not at ease in his heart, and he tossed and turned sleeplessly for a day or two, thinking about it.Father, Uncle Laifu, and Uncle Chao in the courtyard. Father and Uncle Laifu haven’t been fined yet. Maybe it’s because they didn’t go out very often, so they weren’t seen by the county government’s patrol, but Uncle Chao, who is a rickshaw driver, was fined.

When he returned to the courtyard, every time he felt as if he was being stabbed viciously with his eyes, he would not be surprised when Uncle Chao took his life with a sharp bone-cutting knife .

So, he came to Zheng Xuli to ask clearly.

This money... is too hot!
(End of this chapter)