I was very happy to receive the wedding invitation from Brother Jia. As a brother, I waited for a long time on this day.

In the early morning, Liangzi and I boarded the train and rushed towards Brother Jia. Although we were tired from the train, we felt that we were not so tired due to the purpose of this trip.

The overnight drive made us arrive at the administrative center of Jia’s hometown early the next morning, and then pass the bus again. We arrived at Jia’s house at around 9 o’clock.

After we arrived, the wedding ceremony had ended. When we saw Brother Jia, he was so busy that he was confused and said that there was still a ceremony that had not begun.

After a while, the emcee announced the official start of the ceremony in their hometown dialect. The first group of elders walked onto the stage, as if it were more than a dozen old men of Brother Jia and other old men, Brother Jia and his bride saluting the old men. The old men deliberately asked Brother Jia to salute again. Brother Jia was made like a robot by this kind of etiquette. Several old men were remotely controlled from the air, and Brother Jia held the bride's hand and kept bowing.

Brother Jia’s family is very large. The emcee took a piece of red paper to invite Brother Jia’s seventh aunt, eighth aunt, and more than a dozen fathers one by one. In short, what I heard was some huge data.

Because I was still a little uncomfortable, when the ceremony was halfway through, I was so dizzy that I couldn't stand. So I walked outside and wandered around, then went inside to see the ceremony. After several hours, the ceremony finally ended. It can be seen that Brother Jia and the bride were already exhausted and paralyzed, and there was only a forced smile on Brother Jia's face.

Afterwards, someone arranged for Liangzi and I to the table. After a while, the delicacies were served on the table, and we picked up our chopsticks and started to enjoy it.

Brother Jia’s father came over to toast us. I, who had originally planned to not drink wine, picked up the wine glass and clinked the glass with Brother Jia’s father, and then drank three cups in a row. As a father, Brother Jia’s father gave me a different feeling. This is an elderly father, his face is not so relaxed, and the wrinkles and red and black skin reflect the greatness of a father. On this happy day, only full blessings were given to them. The day my parents were waiting for and looking forward to finally came. After this day, the word father became much heavier again.

After the banquet ended, Brother Jia brought white wine and beer on the table in order to greet us. I was about to break the precepts again because I didn't touch my wine. Under Brother Jia's wheel tactics, I was staring at me by him. Under their persuasion, I had to pick up the wine glass and send wine into my mouth. As they said, good brothers have such opportunities. How many times can I have such opportunities to drink together! These words are very contagious. I was persuaded several times, and I picked up the wine glass several times and drank it all.

After drinking and eating, at my suggestion, we walked out of Brother Jia’s house and came to the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty not far from his home. We stood in the scorching sun, faced the breeze, and stepped on the stones. We walked and talked about the wonderful times we had in the past and the beautiful vision in the future.

Looking at this lucky Great Wall ruins, I excitedly picked up my phone and took a photo, aimed at the Great Wall ruins, pressed the shutter, and it became an artistic picture. Brother Jia told us about the past and present life of this Great Wall. After listening, we sighed at the tenacity and uprightness of the Great Wall again.

In the scorching sun, my skin felt a burst of pain when I was sunburned, but, in this situation, what is the skin? We are completely immersed in the ancient culture of the Great Wall.

On the way back, I encountered a canal with clear groundwater flowing. I squatted down, picked up the cold water and patted it on my face. The cells on my face were instantly extinguished, and I felt a sensation of coldness.

The three of us returned to Brother Jia’s house and met his elders and a young beauty. She should be the closest friend of Brother Jia’s wife. An elder came to me and told me the story of the Great Wall again in the simple language of the farmers. He was very excited. The girl from the Northeast seemed to be interested in the Great Wall not far away. The enthusiastic Brother Jia took the initiative to ask to accompany her to take a look at the Great Wall. The girl was a little hesitant at first, but later she was persuaded by Brother Jia, and we accompanied the girl to another Great Wall.

With the girl to accompany us, the three of us men's interest suddenly increased a lot. What the girl asked, we rushed to answer what she wanted to do. Through the green wheat fields, we came to the Great Wall. We simply climbed up and walked along the direction of the extension of the Great Wall. There was a girl who was completely opposite to our growing environment. We had a lot of topics to talk about, and the more we talked about, the more we became more and more interested.

Just as we stopped to look away, an old man walked up the city wall in the distance. His steps looked very light and came to us in a few minutes. When we saw that it was Brother Jia's father, who was holding a bag in his hand. It turned out that he was worried that we were thirsty and came to bring us drinks and beer. He was serious about taking out things. I looked at his body and was instantly moved by this kindness and selflessness. At this moment, Brother Jia's father gathered the commonalities of all fathers in the world.

The old man hurriedly put down the thirst-quenching thing for us and turned around and left.

Looking at this back, I instantly thought of my father. Isn’t the whole world like this?

This back is the most beautiful shadow in the world. My heart was touched at once! I quickly said to Brother Jia: "Xiao Jia, you should take a picture of your father's back!"

Brother Jia suddenly understood my intention, chased his father's back and picked up his phone and took a photo. The old father's back went further and further away, and my touch did not subside for a long time.

I couldn't help but sigh to them: It's so beautiful! There's nothing more beautiful than this back.

The old father's ordinary behavior moved us. All he did was out of love and reluctance for his son. Brother Jia would embark on the journey of struggle in a few days, and his old father could not go away with his son's pace. What he left behind was endless concern and longing.

When I studied Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Back View" in the past, I didn't feel too much. But when I saw that back view, I had a deep understanding of my father's back.
Chapter completed!