I haven't returned to my hometown for several years, and my hometown has changed a lot.

A brick road less than two meters wide became a cement road for two trucks to meet, and two floor slabs were used to build a small bridge that didn’t even have a guardrail to turn into a large bridge. Looking around, there were beautiful small foreign buildings around, mostly two floors, and three floors and four floors were not uncommon. Some families even installed glass curtain walls outside.

Not only are the roads wider, the bridges are bigger, and there are more small Western-style buildings, but private cars can also be seen everywhere.

The villagers are living better and better. Han Bo is happy from the bottom of his heart, thinking that this is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

While driving, I turned over the intersection of the former Xiangyang Supply and Marketing Cooperative, slowed down my speed and looked around, and found the landmark that was the most impressive to my grandfather's house - Xiangyang Gate. I confirmed that I was right, and continued to drive forward along the cement. I turned three more turns. I suddenly found that in front of the small shop about 500 meters away from my grandfather's house, there was almost a parking lot, one next to another car full of license plates on the East China Sea and Nangang.

"Brother is here!"

"Han Bo is back!"

As soon as he rolled down the car window, his cousin Xiaojun rushed up, pointed to a gap under the tree in front, and said happily: "Brother, there is still a place over there. Keep driving forward, drive in front and then fall back. I'll watch you from behind."

There is an old family, like a treasure.

The old man’s 90th birthday is coming back. It seems that the arrangement is good, and there are also people here to direct the parking.

"Okay, please watch me," Han Bo raised his hand to greet the villagers who were standing at the door of the small shop and greeted him. Then he drove to the front under the command of his cousin. He beat three or four consecutive times before turning the car into the "park space". He was afraid of affecting traffic, so he looked back and confirmed that the truck could pass after getting off the car, but he couldn't meet here, so he turned the rearview mirror again.

"Brother, why are you waiting for you at this moment?" Xiaojun thought he wanted to help carry some luggage, but his cousin didn't bring anything, so he simply walked to the small shop side by side.

"All of it?" Han Bo asked curiously while greeting the villagers of Xiangyang Group 5 who were watching the fun.

"Qingqing, Xiaoqin, the second little girl is on the way. I just called Sigang. Hongying came back by plane. It's time to get off the plane. She didn't let us pick it up, and said she was looking for a taxi at the airport."

It is obvious that all my parents have arrived in this generation, and the younger generations are rushing back from all over the world like themselves.

The furthest university graduate is assigned to the Northeast, and it is not easy to get together once.

Han Bo nodded, just took out a cigarette and was about to send it to the onlookers. A woman in her forties was telling her several old men sitting at the door of the store: "This is from a girl's house, Han Baoguo's son of Changhu Team 8, and your classmate Chunsheng. The most promising thing is to be a great leader and be the director of the public security bureau in Shenzhen..."

"Carpenter Han's son?" An old man was a little rude and stared at Han Bo's question who was handing him cigarettes for a long time.

"Yes, my name is Han Bo, and I am the son of Carpenter Han."

"Why are you so old, who knows me? I know your dad. Your dad helped me get the dowry for my second girl. She worked in my house for a winter and finally calculated 122 jobs. At that time, the wages were low, one job was four or five yuan, and finally calculated 549 yuan. But I was poor at that time, and it took two years to settle with your dad."

The old man has a good memory after so many years, he actually remembers how much money the Han family has earned him!

Everyone burst into laughter, and Han Bo couldn't help laughing.

"Is that true, I remember so clearly?"

"I'm not as capable as your mother-in-law. He still farmed until last year and raised six sheep. I have done three things in my life, building a house, marrying a wife for my son, and sending a girl to get married. Remember clearly how much it costs."

"Director Han, your mother-in-law and grandma are capable. They are in their 80s and 90s, and they also cut sheep grass every day. The sons and sons-in-law are more promising than the other, and each is more filial. They all spend money and buy things for him. He is the most blessed and richest in the team, but they still have to do it."

Xiaojun was afraid that others would think his family was unfilial, so he suddenly said, "They can't stay idle, and they won't listen no matter how we say it."

"The farmer is the life of working and cannot enjoy that blessing. My son and daughter-in-law are also filial. They call me every day to go to Sigang. If you are not used to it and live in it, you might as well come back to farm."

...

It’s rare to come back once, of course I have to chat with them and not be scolded by others.

It's just a chat, but it's actually listening.

The villagers were chatting in a hot day, and the old man in his ears raised his head again and said with regret: "Your father is the big boss now and he doesn't do carpenter work. If it weren't for the big boss, I would have to ask him to get some things. He is a master and has good skills."

"What do you always want to fight?"

Han Bo asked, and everyone burst into laughter.

For some reason, the woman who knew everything couldn't help but explain: "What else can I do when I reach this age? Just hit the coffin!"

When you get older, you will think randomly. There is this custom in the local area. It can be said that this is really a big deal for the elderly.

Han Bo can only be his own decision, not his own decision for President Han. He can't help this, so he can only smile and say, "You are always thinking too much, you're already killing the coffin, you can always pass 12!"

Talk to them until dark.

Xiaojun was a little impatient, took out the soft China and scattered again, and said enthusiastically: "Fourth Master, Third Grandma, Aunt Wang, everyone in the family is waiting for my brother. Let's go back first, and you can go there early."

Although it was a "warm-life" tonight, I would also invite my neighbors in the team tonight. Aunt Wang had just gone to inquire. Three chefs were busy, and the big tent had been set up in the old people's yard. The juniors helped to set up tables, chairs and benches, and counted carefully. There were probably twenty tables tonight.

Not only can you join in the fun, but you can also have a banquet. Aunt Wang was so enthusiastic that she couldn't be more enthusiastic. She kept urging: "Go and go, don't let the 'Shousheng Man' (Birdendr) wait. It's okay to stop the car, let's keep watching you."

"Okay, okay, thank you, you'll all come here soon!"

He said goodbye to the blind dates, and walked to my grandfather's house with his cousin. In fact, it was my uncle's house. The three aunts and aunts were all busy. My grandmother was sitting in the tent talking to her granddaughter-in-law. Han Bo hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

The most promising grandson is back. Grandma is particularly happy and takes Han Bo to the east room full of nutritional supplements and shouts: "Old man, old man, Xiao Bo is back!"

"Mom-in-law, I'm Xiaobo, I'm back."

"Xiaobo, Xiaobo..."

"Yeah, I'm back."

When Han Bo saw his skinny grandfather, he felt sad. He still remembered that his grandfather was in good health when he was in elementary school. He was more effective than his father who was in his prime at that time. After helping his uncle and second uncle harvest wheat, he rushed to Changhu Village to help his son-in-law's house harvest.

But now, he is so thin that he is not as thin as a human being, and even has difficulty speaking.

"I'm back, there's nothing to delay, right?" the old man asked with concern while lying on the bed, holding Han Bo's hand tightly.

"No delay, your birthday is right, it's Sunday."

"Just don't delay things," Grandpa seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say, and just looked at Han Bo and kept saying yes.

What he needs now is rest. Han Bo racked his brains and thought about it for a while. When he was a child, the old man laughed and fell asleep as he listened.

He covered him with a quilt and helped his grandmother back to the yard. Han Bo looked at the busy chef and turned around and asked, "Auntie, my mom, Xiaolei and Xuxu?"

"Behind, behind, go and have a look."

"Xiao Bo, go, it's okay here."

Grandma was in good spirits. She turned around and started chatting with the old ladies who were watching the fun.

The three uncles' houses are next to each other, and the three beautiful small foreign buildings are almost the same. They are just empty for many years, so they live in grandparents. They have decoration business in Donghai and commercial housing in Sigang County. They only come back during festivals.

Since you can't live, why do you build such a big house?

But it seems that my home is the same. There are buildings in the town and three tiled houses in the village. No one lives there, but they cannot be demolished because that is the root of the Old Han family!

Han Bo secretly sighed, said hello to more than a dozen cousins ​​and cousins ​​one by one, and flocked to the yard of his second uncle's house with them.

I don’t know if I don’t come in, but I’m shocked when I come in.

Mr. Han no longer wears a suit, but is wearing a work clothes I found from somewhere, and is making a coffin in the yard with the help of his uncle, second uncle, second uncle, third uncle and third uncle, and others!

He took action and mobilized the whole family, and they were all busy and were out of breath and sweating.

No wonder the old man at the entrance of the small shop felt very regretful. He turned out to be very envious of his grandfather's best-skilled carpenters to help him make coffins. What's even more ridiculous is that Ruirui and Xu Xu showed great interest in carpenter work, and the two children were holding planes and having fun there.

"Xu Xu, your father is back, don't make trouble here!"

"Xiao Bo, I'm here just in time. I took the two children away and got all my bodies dirty. What should I do if I talk to each other?"

Mr. Han either doesn't work, and he is very focused as soon as he works. He sweats for a while and wants to send his grandson and grandson away.

"Xi Xu, Ruirui, come here." The coffin I made today is called "Xi Cai" or "Shou Cai". It is a very serious matter in my hometown. Han Bo dared not cause trouble for them, and he didn't want his son and nephew to cause trouble for them. He walked over and held one in one hand, and grabbed the two children who were having fun to the last row of third uncle's house.

When I came in, I was shocked again.

I am doing carpentry work in front, but here I am doing "tiling work" and building the Great Wall!

There were two tables in the main hall, one table in the west room, and one table in the east room, and even the sound of mahjong was heard upstairs. My mother and mother-in-law were "gambling" with my aunt, second aunt, third aunt and a group of women who looked familiar but couldn't name them or even didn't know what to call her.

If you guess correctly, your wife and sister should be upstairs.

No wonder the children were unwilling to stay here. They only care about playing for themselves and had no time to take care of the children. Han Bo was completely convinced, put down his son and nephew, looked at the piles of change on the table and smiled: "Auntie, second aunt, aunt, I'm having a lot of fun, who won today?"

"Your mother won all of them by your mother."
Chapter completed!