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  Chapter 562 Huangmen Shuwen, worshiping ancestors

   "It's really young and old who left home."

  Out of the lobby of the Capital Airport, Huang Shuwen couldn't help sighing.

  When he left, he was only a young man in his early twenties, but now he is over seventy years old.

  Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, one on the left and one on the right, supported the old man, followed by Huang Shouting and his wife. Only Huang Yueming's younger brother was left in the family, who was still in school.

  Except for the old man, the members of the Huang family all set foot on this land for the first time, and they all felt very novel.

   "Shou Ting, Feng Zhen, and Ye Luo return to their roots. People are the same. They cannot live without roots. Although Hong Kong Island is good, I always feel that it is not my roots."

  The old man was relatively silent all the way, and when he got off the plane, he suddenly started talking more, probably because of the emotion in his heart, isn't it too much?

  Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen did not have such deep feelings as the old man. They all grew up on Hong Kong Island, and they already regarded it as their roots.

  Only Huang Yueming nodded, half understanding.

  Huang Shuwen gently touched his granddaughter's head: "Do you still remember how you got your name?"

   "Grandpa took it, the moon is the hometown bright."

  Of course Huang Yueming knew, but she never left home, so she didn't feel that deeply.

  Liu Qingshan didn't urge him, and let the old man express his emotions here. With his state of mind, he understood the old man's heart better than the younger generations of the Huang family.

   "Grandpa, let's go first, the weather here is a bit cold."

  Huang Yueming was wearing a beige windbreaker, and he still felt the cold. Old people like grandpa have poor blood and are more prone to cold.

   "Okay, let's go home, go home!"

  The old man paused his cane on the ground, then raised his head, and his waist seemed to be a little straighter.

  Liu Qingshan called two taxis, and the group left the airport and headed for the city.

  Liu Qingshan was sitting in the passenger seat, followed by Huang Shuwen and Huang Yueming. The old man's eyes were always staring out of the car window. When he saw a familiar building, he would talk to his granddaughter.

   "Fifty years in the blink of an eye, the changes are really great." The old man sighed from time to time.

  The taxi driver suddenly took over the conversation: "Grandpa, our capital has been under construction in the past few years. If you don't come back, you won't even be able to find your home."

  The taxi drivers in the capital can’t keep their mouths open. One look at these people, and they know that they are returned overseas Chinese, so they keep their jokes.

  Listening to the familiar accent, Huang Shuwen couldn't help but took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

  The driver looked at this posture, and quickly said: "Master, I will drive slowly, and you watch slowly."

  This eldest brother is very particular, Liu Qingshan gave the driver a thumbs up.

  The driver also returned one, Liu Qingshan thought about it, and finally figured it out: These days, if you have some overseas relations, you will be envied to death.

  But for him, he doesn't need to care too much. What he cares about is not the relationship, but the family affection.

   Just like that, I drove to Shijia Hutong, and the driver wanted to drive in, but was stopped by the old man.

  Liu Qingshan paid the fare and gave him an extra card. Since people are particular, we should be more open.

  Go to the car behind again, but Huang Shouting and his wife have already paid the fare.

   Seeing that it was Hong Kong dollars, the driver was very happy.

  Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming dragged their suitcases, and Huang Shouting and his wife stood quietly at the entrance of the alley with Huang Shuwen on their hands.

  Looking at the mottled walls and the quaint gatehouse, the memory of decades ago gradually merged with the scene in front of him. Tears instantly blurred the eyes of the old man.

   A gust of wind blew by, the withered and yellow leaves on the tree rattled, and a few more fell to the ground.

  The old man murmured: "I'm back, I'm back, I'm finally back!"

  It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. Many people on bicycles came out of the alley, and there were also elementary school students in twos and threes, bouncing around, going to the elementary school in the alley.

   There are also aunts who are free and have nothing to do. Seeing the excited old man in front of him, and the descendants behind him, the clothes and temperament, he looks like an old overseas Chinese, so he whispered:

   "Another root seeker is back."

   "I don't know who is so lucky."

   "Grandpa, let's go, let's go home first."

  Liu Qingshan was about to lead the way, but saw the old man raised his palm: "I'll lead this way."

   After finishing speaking, he broke free from the support of his son and daughter-in-law, and walked briskly into the alley entrance.

  The remaining few people looked at each other and could only follow behind helplessly.

  Huang Shuwen stopped and walked, or stopped under a big tree, or stopped in front of a door bucket. Every plant, tree, brick and tile here may evoke his long-term memories.

  Walking along, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and a very glamorous gate compared to other courtyards appeared in front of them.

  Both sides are drum-shaped gate piers and vermilion gates covered with a layer of lacquer.

   With a plop, Huang Shuwen knelt down in front of the door. Huang Yueming was about to step forward to help, but was dragged by Liu Qingshan.

  In the howling cold wind, the old man in his dying years knelt there, weeping uncontrollably.

  Huang Shouting didn't dare to neglect, and also knelt down. When Huang Yueming saw it, he quickly knelt behind his father.

   "Huangmen Shuwen, go home and worship your ancestors!"

  The old man was banging, knocking his head three times in a row, and then Liu Qingshan hurried forward to help the old man up.

  He could feel the old man's body trembling incessantly due to excitement.

  Infected by her grandfather, Huang Yueming's eyes were also clouded with tears. Presumably, she already had some deep understanding of the concepts of home and roots.

   "Qingshan, can I go in here?"

   After a long while, Huang Shuwen calmed down.

  Liu Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, this house was returned to us two years ago."

   "In the past two years, I have asked a craftsman to repair it. It should be completed now. Let's go in. This is our home!"

  The old man was taken aback by what he said, and then his face showed joy, and he said "yes" once or twice.

   Then supported by Liu Qingshan and Huang Yueming, he stepped up one step at a time.

  Huang Shuwen stretched out his hands tremblingly to push the door. The door was not locked, so it opened with a push.

   There was a creaking sound, as if pushing away a piece of dusty history.

   What catches the eye is a screen wall, a picture of three friends in the cold season, tall and straight green pines, vigorous bamboo branches, and blooming winter plums.

  No matter how difficult the years are, they can't stop their tenacious vitality. This is true for plants and people.

   There are three people, bypassing the screen wall, and rushing towards the gate in a hurry.

  Grandfather Liu Shikui walked ahead vigorously.

  Liu Jinfeng supported the grandmother with little feet, and followed closely. The old lady was almost held up in midair by her granddaughter.

  Liu Qingshan didn't make a sound either, but he and Huang Yueming supported Huang Shuwen forward.

  The opposite Liu Shikui stopped and looked at him in surprise.

  Grandma's eyes became extraordinarily bright at this moment. She and Huang Shuwen looked at each other, as if they wanted to find the shadow of the past from each other's old face.

   "Second Brother!"

   "Third Sister!"

  The two called out almost at the same time, and then rushed together, hugging each other tightly.

  The two old people are crying like a child at the moment.

  The people around all blinked their red eyes. The tears were a little bitter, but more of the sweetness of reunion.

  Liu Qingshan also wiped his eyes, of course he can understand this kind of brother-sister relationship that has been separated for decades.

  Thinking about it, it would be unimaginable for him not to see Xiao Lao Si for decades.

   After a long time, the two old people separated, but they still held each other's hands and looked at each other carefully again.

  Liu Qingshan introduced in the middle: "This is my grandfather."

   "Second brother, my name is Liu Shikui." Grandpa stretched out his hands and put them on top.

   "Sister-in-law, thank you for taking care of Shuzhen all these years!" Huang Shuwen also shook Liu Shikui's arm vigorously.

  Liu Qingshan introduced Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen to their grandparents. The two quickly bowed and called "aunt" and "uncle" in their mouths.

  Huang Yueming was a little anxious, and asked Liu Qingshan softly: "What will I call later?"

  She still doesn't understand the titles among relatives.

  Liu Qingshan didn't care about him, and took Liu Jinfeng's hand: "Sister, this is uncle, these are uncle and aunt, and this is Yueming, who is one year younger than you."

   Finally smiled and said to Huang Yueming: "If you care about my grandma, of course it has to be called grandma."

  Huang Yueming was still sincere, bowing and shouting: "Hello, grandma, hello, grandpa."

  Everyone also laughed, and the only trace of sadness was also diluted by the laughter.

   "Second brother, let's get warm in the house first?" Grandma kept holding Huang Shuwen's hand, as if she couldn't bear to let go.

  She has two older brothers and two older sisters. When she was young, she was close to the second brother's age and had the best relationship with her.

   "Let's take a look at the yard first." Huang Shuwen didn't feel cold, but now his heart was burning.

   While speaking, the courtyard door opened, and Grandma Qiu Ju walked in with a vegetable basket. When she saw a group of people in the courtyard, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes showed surprise.

  Her gaze soon fell on Huang Shuwen, walked forward quickly, and shouted happily: "Second Young Master!"

"You are?"

   "I am Qiu Ju!"

  Grandma Qiu Ju was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and there were still tears in her eyes.

  Grandma told about Grandma Qiu Ju's situation. Hearing that she had kept the real estate title deed from that year, Huang Shuwen nodded again and again: "It's rare."

   "Qiu Ju, it's not allowed to call you young master or miss now, so you just call me second brother." Grandma still understands the truth.

  So, under the guidance of Liu Qingshan, a group of people looked around in the yard.

   "Qingshan, you have spent a lot of time restoring the old house." Huang Shuwen walked slowly, and saw that the current yard was newer than he remembered.

  Especially the materials used, which are obviously all bricks and tiles from the past, so you know that you have put your heart into it.

   "Grandpa, if you like it, you can live at home from now on. This house belongs to your elders. I have another set at Liulichang."

  Liu Qingshan knows that although this house has a part of grandma, it also has a part of this uncle in front of him.

   "It's okay to live here, but this house is still yours."

  Huang Shuwen was not confused at all, and it happened that his son and daughter-in-law were right in front of him, so he explained directly to avoid any disputes in the future.

  Huang Shouting also nodded again and again: "It should, it should."

  He lives in a villa on Hong Kong Island anyway, so naturally he doesn't like this kind of old courtyard.

   "It's all one family, what's yours and mine?" Grandma ended the topic, and then pointed to the front, "Second brother, this is where you lived back then."

  Huang Shuwen immediately became excited again: "Then I'm still living here, come in and have a look."

   "Second, second brother, everything has been cleaned up for you."

  Grandma Qiu Ju pushed open the door, and Huang Shuwen, supported by Huang Yueming, entered the room. He saw the desk and the bed, just like the furnishings of the past. Looking at it, he couldn't help crying again.

   These old desks and old furniture, the old hat master and the others have collected a lot.

  Although too expensive and limited, there are quite a lot of common ones.

  Sit down on a chair behind the desk, take out a brush from an old pen container, Huang Shuwen's face reveals infinite aftertaste:

   "Third sister, when I was writing here, you often lay beside me, tilting your head to look at it, and you liked to poke my elbow the most."

  The juniors in the room were all smiling, but Liu Qingshan suddenly felt a little bit like the fourth and fifth.

  Unfortunately, the two little guys are still in school this time, otherwise, they must follow.

   Standing up, looking at the bed, which was covered with brand new quilts, Huang Shuwen felt a warm feeling in his heart.

   "Second Brother, when I heard that you were coming back, Third Sister hurried over to prepare."

  Grandma Qiu Ju said with a smile, she was also very excited to see her old friend.

   "Okay, I will stay here from now on." Huang Shuwen seemed to really not plan to return to Hong Kong Island.

   It made Huang Shouting look embarrassed: his father is here, and he is not in good health. He is really worried.

   "I'll stay and take care of grandpa." Huang Yueming's pretty face was also full of excitement, and she also felt a novelty about the mainland.

  Huang Shuwen gently stroked his granddaughter's hair: "Alright, your parents will still take care of Xiaoguang over there."

   At this time, grandma said: "Actually, Shi Kui and I don't live here either, we are used to living in the countryside."

   "Second brother, why don't you stay here for a while, and then come back to Jiapigou with us. I don't think your health is very good. I just called Master Qingshan to help you recuperate your body."

  After the Spring Festival in the capital, my grandparents got tired of it. In the past two years, except for that trip, I never went back to the old house for the rest of the time.

  As soon as they heard that it was a rural area, Huang Shouting and his wife frowned. Although they were not very familiar with the situation in the interior, they also knew that the living conditions in the rural areas were definitely not good.

   "Don't worry, our Jiapigou is a well-known 100,000-yuan village across the country, and the income of every household is no worse than yours on Hong Kong Island."

  Liu Shikui saw their worries at a glance, explained with a smile, and finally added: "It's all done by Xiao Shanzi leading everyone."

  Oh, when Huang Shouting heard it, he believed it. Others didn't believe it, but if it was Xiao Shanzi, it was absolutely reliable.

  At such a young age, he can earn a fortune in Hong Kong Island. Even he is convinced of this ability.

  Chu Fengzhen was still a little worried: "It's the medical conditions over there, which is a bit worrying."

Liu Shikui said happily: "You don't have to worry about this. The master of our Xiaoshanzi is the heir of the king of medicine. Even the famous doctors on your Hong Kong island, one named Song Yizhen and the other named Master Fan, are all here. Where do we study?"

ah?

  Huang Shouting and Chu Fengzhen looked at each other, both a little dazed.

   Master Song and Master Fan's reputation, of course they know, and have had some contacts, but they never expected that they would come to this small mountain village.

   They couldn't help but become curious about the place called Jiapigou.

  (end of this chapter)