The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

Chapter 407 Yang Chengwen’s influence

When Yang Chengwen walked to the door of his uncle's house, a group of people were already waiting for him at the door.

When several township party members saw him, they quickly handed him a white mourning hat, and then several people put a white mourning dress on him.

This kind of filial piety dress is very common. It is a long piece of white cloth with a hole cut in the middle. It can be put directly on the head, and finally tied up with a white cloth strip around the waist.

According to their Yangzhuang customs, people who are out for mourning should be crying and mourning when they arrive at the door.

In the end, the whole person collapsed on the ground, the kind that even a few big men could not help him up.

He was still howling: Oh, Uncle Oidi, why did you just leave like this? Why didn't you wait for me...

Of course, the average man is more restrained. Women can always perform this traditional interpretation to perfection.

After Yang Chengwen put on his mourning clothes, he felt sad and couldn't help but shed tears.

Staggering to the mourning hall.

Kneeling in front of the mourning table with a sad face, he started to burn the ghost coins according to their custom, then offered libations and offered tea, and finally laid three sticks of incense before joining the other filial relatives on the floor of the mourning hall.

The other filial family members all looked tired. Although they also looked sad, there were no tears.

Because the sadness of most people has long been tormented by cumbersome rituals.

Normally, when no one is around, they sit on straw mats on the floor of the mourning hall.

But when someone comes to pay homage, they have to kneel on the ground, cry, and kowtow to express their gratitude.

Especially when their uncle comes, they have to kneel down at the entrance of the village to greet him.

Each person had a mourning stick that was one foot three, and they walked forward with their bodies bent and hunched along the way, making all the filial relatives couldn't help but secretly curse the feudal dregs.

Therefore, under the torture of this ritual, the only ones who can still shed tears are the children of the deceased.

For the other nephews in the fifth service, it can only be said that there may be some sadness.

When Yang Chengwen just sat on the straw mat, his cousin Yang Chengcai asked, "Why are you back from the capital? Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Yang Chengcai, the eldest son of his uncle's family, is now in his early fifties.

Yang Chengwen glanced at his cousin and said, "I happened to be on vacation, so I came over.

Uncle, why is this so sudden? In July, didn't you write that it was pretty good? "

Yang Chengcai shook his head and said: "After all, I am old. My body is no longer good in all aspects.

I drank two glasses of wine before going to bed the night before and never got up again. "

Yang Chengwen didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he just patted his cousin's arm.

Cousin Yang Chengcai felt his comfort and squeezed out a smile.

Said: "The old man will not lose anything in his life. Living to 72 years old is considered an old age in our rural areas.

You see, I have three great-grandchildren in my arms, so four generations live under the same roof.

When I left, I didn’t suffer anything.

It's a sad moment. "

Yang Chengwen knew that what his cousin said was true. In their rural areas, this situation is really a matter of joy and mourning.

The so-called happiness and mourning are in line with most people's pursuit of the value of life.

In the traditional concept, people have a family full of descendants.

Susu's age of seventy-two was considered a long life in rural areas in the 80s.

No one suffers from illness, and no one is paralyzed in the """"" bed tossing his children. Who wouldn't like this?

Therefore, Uncle Yang Chengwen is the envy of many elderly people in the village.

The filial piety in the mourning hall were all talking, mainly Yang Chengwen talking to some sisters and aunts whom he had not seen for many years.

In the courtyard, the township party members who came to help were also discussing Yang Chengwen.

In their place, when an old man dies, the family members don't have to do anything else. They just need to be filial relatives and cry responsibly.

The township party is responsible for entertaining guests paying homage; it is the responsibility of the township party to dig graveyards; it is still the responsibility of the township party to kill pigs and sheep.

Apart from providing money, the township party members will do everything else smoothly.

After all, Yangzhuang is a family, and these helpers are all clan members except Wufu.

The bloodline between everyone may be distant or distant, and the relationship may be close or distant.

But in this matter, everything is based on blood. Those within the five robes observe mourning and observe filial piety, while those outside the five robes drink wine and eat meat.

In the yard where the sheep were being killed, a teenage boy asked an old man in his sixties who was sitting aside and directing them:

"Uncle Lin, do you think Brother Chengwen is really an official in the capital?"

After the young man finished speaking, a middle-aged man on the side directly knocked him on the head.

Said: "Why are you so stupid?"

"Uncle, I'm just curious. Why do you think Brother Chengwen became an official?"

When the old man on the side saw this, he quickly knocked on his cigarette pole and said, "This is a long story.

Let me tell you, this started more than 20 years ago.

At that time, we didn’t have trains here yet. One year two cadres came from the capital and said they wanted to build a railway for us.

At that time, your brother Chengwen and his father, your uncle Mancang, were the mayor of our village.

……

Later, something happened to your Uncle Mancang.

That cadre from the capital asked your brother Chengwen to kowtow to him and recognize him as a teacher.

In addition, your brother Chengwen is a scholar himself, so his position is getting bigger and bigger. "

Then the old man named You Lin pointed to the sheep at his feet and said: "Speaking of which, Mancang is the benefactor of our entire village.

Without his persistence at that time, how could everyone dare to kill sheep and eat them now. "

The young man didn't take it seriously and said, "There are Uncle Lin, Brother Echengcai and five of them on the railway. It's not a trivial matter to eat a few sheep."

After hearing this, the old man smiled, shook his head, and said, "These are all due to your Uncle Mancang.

When the railway was being built, your Uncle Mancang took the young people in the village to help build the railway.

Except for the time when the mountain collapsed and those buried underneath were replaced by their family members, the others all became railway workers later on.

You must know that at that time, almost every house had someone to help.

Now, more than 20 years have passed. Half of the families in our village work on the railway.

You said this, do you want to thank your Uncle Mancang? "

Young man, I suddenly understood why everyone often helped Yang Chengwen's family in the past.

He thought everyone was trying to curry favor with him. Only then did I realize that it was to thank Uncle Mancang.

Seeing that the young man understood, the old man nodded with satisfaction and said: "So. You finally understand.

When did we, the men of Qin, ever follow the trend of others?

Even if that boy Cheng Wen becomes a high-ranking official, no one has ever eaten his noodles. All this is because everyone remembers your kindness, Uncle Mancang.

You, Uncle Mancang, can be said to be the best village chief in Yangzhuang.

How far-sighted do you think it is?

If it weren't for you, Uncle Mancang, do you think that boy Chengwen could become the first college student in our village? "

This young man discovered for the first time that the most awesome person in his village was not Yang Chengwen, but Yang Chengwen's father.

The next day, the hanging ceremony for Uncle Yang Chengwen's funeral was on that day.

One morning, when the commune director and county leaders appeared at the head of the village, they caused a sensation in the village.

The village chief and several village cadres were preparing to entertain these leaders.

When they learned that these people came to Yang Chengwen's house to mourn, everyone was surprised.

They all knew that Yang Chengwen was an official in the capital. But I didn't expect that Uncle Yang Chengwen's death would alarm even the county leaders. When the village cadres led the leaders to Uncle Yang Chengwen’s house, they saw that Yang Chengwen was lukewarm towards these leaders.

The county leaders actually did not express any displeasure.

Everyone was really shocked.

To be honest, these two levels of leaders are here today. He was just playing with the grass and hunting rabbits, hoping to get acquainted with the Yang family.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chengwen came over in person, which made them overjoyed.

I said in my heart that this visit was really worth it.

As for Yang Chengwen's attitude, they didn't care whether it was good or not.

Besides, everyone is in mourning, how can they still smile at me?

Just after these two people shook hands with Yang Chengwen, the village cadre who helped them arranged them to a flowing mat in the yard while they ate.

A few more people came in from the gate carrying wreaths. When they looked up, they knew that they were not nearby villagers.

The helping villagers have already passed the news to Yang Chengwen. Yang Chengwen knew these people were coming, so he walked from the hall to the door.

I was a little surprised to see the other party.

Said: "Secretary Zhang, why are you here?"

Then he looked at the other person and said, "This is inappropriate."

Zhang Wei said: "I just have a day off today. I heard about this incident here, so I came over to sit down."

When Yang Chengwen heard what the other party said, he felt helpless and had no choice but to nod.

Later, some villagers took Zhang Wei to pay homage.

Zhang Wei is Zhang Wei from the Xixing Road Bureau. Originally he was on the same level as Yang Chengwen.

Therefore, even if Uncle Yang Chengwen passed away, he would not be like this.

However, this Yang Chengwen is different from them after all. This man is Mr. Yan’s beloved disciple, and Mr. Yan likes him the most.

Therefore, Zhang Wei gave in.

This person's condition is normal, normal, not shabby.

Next, everyone seemed to have agreed.

Leaders from various branches of the Xijing Railway Bureau, various transportation courts, railway police, and various work sections continued to come.

None of the local leaders in Huangyuan were left behind.

The most active ones are those in charge of the factories in the Xijing area of ​​the ministry.

Others come, more elegantly, and just bring wreaths.

These factory directors are very arrogant. Not only did I bring wreaths, but I also brought some supplies.

It was almost noon, and the threshing floor on the farm was already filled with all kinds of cars.

There are Jeeps, Shanghai sedans, and some old cars.

These people all came to the Yang family to attend the funeral.

Yang Chengwen asked the township party responsible for presiding over the funeral to prepare mutton soup for everyone.

People like Yangzhuang who came to help felt honored when they saw this scene.

Everyone is full of strength when they work.

Even the villagers who were usually full of foul words would either say nothing at all, or be cautious for fear of losing their Yangzhuang people.

The old people in the village couldn't help but sigh directly: I have seen the world, I really have seen the world.

In my heart, I was filled with envy for Yang Manquan, who was already lying on the ground.

They all thought that they would die immediately. If this could happen, it would be worth it.

For the people in the village, this kind of scene has never been heard in several lifetimes.

In the threshing floor of the village, a group of children were watching the car. The children were as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year when they saw so many cars.

There are also dedicated adults watching from the side, just in case a child accidentally hits the big shot's car.

Everything that happened today can be remembered in everyone's bones in this small mountain village in the northwest.

Everyone couldn't help but have a glimmer of understanding that having a child should be like Yang Chengwen.

Gradually, the idea of ​​​​letting my children study well came into my mind.

I can't believe that I will be able to enjoy such grandeur a hundred years later.

Yang Chengwen himself would not have thought that just because of this incident, his village would start to pay attention to education.

Until the afternoon, people continued to send wreaths.

Seeing the signatures of various units on the wreaths, the villagers also began to fall silent.

They had to admit one thing, Yang Chengwen was really promising.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many units coming to send wreaths, and the wreaths would all be placed at the entrance of the village.

Yang Chengwen felt very helpless about this matter.

He always felt that this was too arrogant. This is inconsistent with the principle that Yan Jiecheng told him to develop in a low-key manner.

However, during this time, everyone learned that he would work at the State Assets Supervision and Administration Commission.

So I did my best to him and wanted to get closer to him.

So for him personally, he really wants to keep a low profile. He doesn't want these trivial matters to affect his career development.

It's just that sometimes, things backfire.

When these people come, he can't drive them away.

Relationships can be so frustrating sometimes.

Maybe this is what everyone calls involuntary.

Just today, at six o'clock in the morning, Yan Jiecheng had packed up and was ready to go out.

The family walked him to the door and looked at him. Their eyes were full of light, as if they had many things to say, but not a word was said.

Yan Jiecheng got into the car and headed towards the tower.

There were many sentries and inspections along the way.

Those who conduct inspections include local security departments, internal security departments, and some special departments.

When they arrived at the scene, Yan Jiecheng saw that Li Chu had also arrived.

Today Li Chu is wearing a new uniform, with a rather fashionable small lapel style.

Li Chu also maintains a good figure, but he also has a heroic spirit.

When the two met, they looked at each other and smiled.

Yan Jiecheng took the initiative and said, "Brother Li, let's go together."

Li Chu felt a little helpless when he saw Yan Jiecheng's smiling face.

When he looked at Yan Jiecheng, he always felt that this guy was arrogant in front of him.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Li Chu felt that he might have had a fight with this bitch.

His heart was really bleeding. After all, the daughter he had raised for more than 20 years was deceived by the brat of the Yan family.

Li Chu smiled stiffly and said, "Haha, let's do it together."

The two of them walked inside looking very harmonious.

It's just a little awkward no matter how you look at it.

(End of this chapter)