cultivating immortals and planting the fields

Chapter 3
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.Ask where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua village.

Looking at the drizzle outside the window, and the drizzle drifting with the wind, Zhang Wei finally realized the scene where Du Mu wrote this poem, which may be the case. However, it must not be written on the current bus, at most there is a little donkey riding That's fine.People in ancient times were poor and couldn't afford to drive a car... The ancient rhyme is confused again.

Tomb-sweeping day is a traditional folk festival in China. Zhang Wei knows this. What's more: Tomb-sweeping day is also one of the 24 solar terms in China.The folk custom is that at this time, on the day of Qingming, it is to sweep the tombs of the deceased relatives at home and add tombs.It is classified as one of the solar terms because the Qingming Festival is fifteen days after the vernal equinox. According to the "Hundred Questions of the Year": "Everything grows at this time, it is clean and clear. So it is called Qingming." Therefore, "Qingming" originally It is the name of solar terms, and later the customs of cold food, fire ban and tomb sweeping were added to form Qingming Festival.

This is the origin of the Chinese Ching Ming Festival.I don't know if foreigners can't pass the Qingming Festival.

On the day before Qingming, Zhang Wei packed up his things, and set foot on the road back to his hometown with his parents. From the provincial capital to the county seat, from the county seat to the town, it took a long time to walk all the way. , seeing the light rain falling down like hair, the sky gradually dimmed.

After entering the county, there are mountains next to each other around the county, and the mountains and fields are continuous. This is the real entry into the mountains. From the town to the village, there are still several miles of mountain roads. Fortunately, my father called the village a few days ago. One of the relatives in the family is barely five generations old.Dad said he wanted to call him Uncle, so Zhang Wei naturally had to call him Grandpa. In recent years, since his grandfather passed away, the house in his hometown has been taken care of by Zhang Wei, who has no impression of him.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the car wobbled into the town's station. It was said to be a station, but in fact it was just a big yard. A sign was erected at the door, which said "Tongshan Town Station". In big characters, there were a few buses bound for several nearby towns parked in the station, and there was not even a ticket seller in the station, let alone a waiting room.

As soon as Dad got out of the car, he heard someone calling his nickname over there. Needless to say, the person who picked him up came.

In Zhang Wei's mind, how could this grandfather in the countryside be an old man with a gray beard, a cigarette stick in one hand, and a constant cough while stroking his white beard.

But Zhang Wei's grandfather is not considered old. He looks about five or sixty years old. He is tall and tall, with a very square purple-black face.As soon as he saw Zhang Wei, he pinched his face, saying that the people in this city are different, their faces are as tender as those of girls.When Dad saw this uncle, he laughed a lot more cheerfully.

Later, I heard that this uncle is the same age as him, but because of his high seniority, he is called uncle. The relationship between the two is also very good. The meaning of the words is that they went up the mountain to catch birds together, and went to the water to catch fish while doing revolution. relation.That relationship is good, just now.

A few people spent 20 yuan, hired a motorcycle, and sent it to the village. It was a rainy day, and if it was normal, it would cost [-] yuan at most.Modi is a shed on a motorcycle tricycle, surrounded by a cloth canopy, so that it can not suffer when it is windy and rainy.

My father and this young grandpa sat outside and chatted about their childhood joys, and laughed a few times when they talked about the happy places, and my mother would interject a few words from time to time, as if the years had turned back and everyone had returned to the past.Reminiscing about the time is always beautiful, Zhang Wei murmured silently in his heart, and thought of the time when he was a fairy in the heaven, although it is just a small land of low popularity, but we are the land of flat peaches, aren't we?

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and Modi didn't dare to run fast along the mountain road, but moved inward little by little.The road is just a gravel mountain road with a width of three or four meters. It is opened close to the side of the mountain. There are no guardrails around it. If you are not careful, you can drive into a ravine.The weather was gloomy, and with the drizzle, only the surrounding mountains could be seen blurred, which was not very real.Zhang Wei stared in a daze, and didn't know where Shensi had wandered.

When my thoughts were wandering all over the mountain, I felt a shock on my shoulders. It turned out that my mother was patting myself, asking myself if I was cold, and put a coat on myself.

After entering the mountainous area, Zhang Wei also seemed to feel the change of the weather after being reminded by his mother.The air in the mountains is less polluted by the city. After being washed by the drizzle, it has traces of soil and green fragrance, and there is also a little bit of coldness in it, which makes people feel refreshed physically and mentally.God, it's a bit cold.

Looking at Zhang Wei's fair and clean face, Master Zhang laughed again, saying that this kid looks like a girl at all, his skin is fairer than that of seven or eight-year-old children, unlike their tanned face at that time. Similar to Bao Gong.

Not to mention, Zhang Wei has never been sick since he was a child. Others started to get acne when they were seventeen or eighteen years old. He never had a single pimple on his face.Perhaps, this is the first benefit brought by the immortals.Zhang Wei once thought so proudly.

It was around [-]:[-] in the evening that Zhang Wei arrived at his hometown. The village could not be seen in the drizzle at night. Under the command of Grandpa Zhang, Modi's car lights illuminated the road to find his home.

The situation in the yard is not very clear at night. There are three tile-roofed houses in the middle, and a lot of small grass blades are also protruding from the yard. Fortunately, electric lights are installed in the house, not the kerosene lamps that Zhang Wei imagined. .

Grandpa Zhang led Zhang Wei's family into the house, and then several people moved a few large bags of things back into the house. In fact, there were not many things for his own use. They were all fruits from the city, sweets, snacks, wine, etc. Things are said to be distributed to the children and the elderly here. No matter whether you are poor or rich, you must not go back to your hometown empty-handed, otherwise people will scold you.

Everyone hurriedly packed up their things, and then Grandpa Zhang brought a few more quilts to make two beds, and it was already eight or nine o'clock.

Grandpa Zhang’s house is actually deserted. His wife passed away early, and Grandpa Zhang has no intention of renewing the house in the future. He raised his son by himself, married his son, and started a family. Now the couple are working outside , leaving a four or five-year-old little girl for Grandpa Zhang to take care of.

The little girl's name is Zhang Keke. Seeing her grandfather leading such a group of people into the house, she looked at everyone with a pair of black and white eyes, and then called uncle, aunt, and brother crisply.I took Tang Heguo, which my mother gave me, and went to watch cartoons. I ate and watched TV, and looked here from time to time.

When I arrived at Grandpa Zhang's house, my parents were not polite, as if it was my own home, and Grandpa Zhang was naturally not polite. A few people got into the kitchen to make dinner, as if they had really returned to the past.

Grandpa Zhang's yard is very large, estimated to be more than two acres. With the light in the yard, you can clearly see that the few rows of vegetables planted on the ground have grown tall. It is estimated that they will be ready to eat in a few days. However, except for shallots and Except for garlic sprouts and small green vegetables, Zhang Wei didn't know each other.

There are four main rooms in a row in the middle, and three auxiliary rooms on the east side, including the kitchen. Dad and the three of them are busy inside.On the west side of the yard is a row of chicken racks, on which about a dozen chickens are standing and sleeping. This is the first time Zhang Wei has seen chickens put on racks like this.

In the future, there is about half an acre of land, with more than a dozen trees planted in it, which are probably fruit trees, because it is not true to see it when it is dark.

When I was preparing to take a look in the backyard, my mother had already yelled in the front yard, it was time to eat
(End of this chapter)