202120 July
My hometown wrote a few days ago that the new house had been built. Let's go to the greenhouse. Our home is more beautiful.
Although the journey is not far, my mood is on fire. Take me home and the train will run.
Walking on the country road, the air is fresh and good. Closer to home is stronger, but the road is long.
On July 4th, 20265438, with the whistle ringing, five of our brothers and sisters (Guo Dehua, Liu Guifu, Guo Delin, Zhu Xin and Guo Depei) set foot on the train home from Beijing Railway Station 1 1. After a four-hour journey, the train sped on the track of the North Railway, arrived at Shanhaiguan at three o'clock in the afternoon, then transferred to a long-distance bus, and arrived at our hometown-Qianwei at four thirty in the afternoon. Sister-in-law has booked a taxi and is waiting at Laodaokou Station. After getting off the long-distance bus, my sister-in-law greeted us and put the luggage in the trunk. The driver dragged us to my home in San Ge Tai, No.316 Dongda Village, where our parents and grandparents used to grow up and live. I saw that the original low and shabby house disappeared, and it was replaced by a spacious and bright new house. The foundation was 1.5 meters high, the east-west length was 20 meters, the height was about 3.5 meters, and the depth was about 10 meters. White tiles were stuck on the facade wall.
The changes in old houses and new houses show the hard struggle of our great-grandfathers (Guo Dazhen), (Guo En), (Guo Diankui), (Guo Xiang), (Guo, Guo Rongjiu, Guo Rongting,) and our generation (especially Guo Dehai and Ning Guizhi). At the same time,
I remember my uncle Guo Rongchang wrote in his book Family History that my brother Rong Gui lived a hard and simple life and lived frugally. If he has savings, he will send them to his father so as to concentrate his financial resources and buy several acres of farmland. Since then, my family has gradually changed from renting other people's fields to farming by itself, which is really hard-won. 1949 at the beginning of the avant-garde land reform, my family was classified as a rich peasant, but later, due to the lack of labor, I became a small landlord. At that time, I gave all my private fields, two and a half rooms in the north house and half courtyards in the east and back, to others for possession. In order to relieve the mental stress of his late father Guo Xiang, his brother Rong Gui had to leave his job in Shenyang and go back to his hometown to farm, bearing the burden of humiliation on his father's behalf. After the downfall of the Gang of Four, brother Rong Gui, third son De Hai, daughter-in-law Ning Guizhi and Qi Xin worked together to rebuild their homeland. With the help of their cousin Xu Baoku, they finally lost the land reform movement that lasted for 32 years at the cost of 198 1 June 9 (the eighth day of the fifth lunar month).
With the passage of time and the changes of the times, this 200-year-old house has borne many ups and downs and witnessed how many changes in the world. Today's old house, full of vicissitudes, is in jeopardy and may collapse at any time. It can be seen that this new house, under the hard struggle of three brothers and sisters in Dehai, has condensed the hard work of several generations of our family, and it is also a bunch of blooming flowers for it, and its bright light will surely shine on every corner of our Guo family.
At home, at the first dinner, my sister-in-law prepared special dishes of my hometown for us: tofu water and dried beans. Water tofu is tofu made by grinding soybean milk and brine together and putting it in a shallow bowl made of wicker to filter out the water, then putting it in a bowl, pouring the brine made of minced meat and enjoying it. Finally, put a bowl of dried bean rice made of red beans and stew the rice. This is a delicious dinner in my hometown.
The next day (July 5), my sister-in-law bought a big basin of soybean milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast. I saw a layer of oil skin floating on the soybean milk, which was delicious and thick. You can never buy it in Beijing. Because of this, we stayed in Qianwei for eight days and drank soybean milk for eight days. Everyone agrees that we can't waste these wonderful days. After breakfast, the five of us visited the avant-garde and famous leaning tower at the southern end of the town-the avant-garde crooked tower.
According to Suizhong County Records, as early as more than 30 years ago, the survey results showed that the tower tilted 12 degrees to the northeast and the tower tip deviated 1.7 meters. It is a solid brick tower with dense eaves, a stone tower body and a brick tower body, which is divided into three octagons. There are flying brick carvings, Buddha statues in niches, patterns, lion heads and other patterns on the tower body, with excellent knife work and clear lines. The single roof, the original roof, has now collapsed. Some experts have judged that this tower was built in the middle and early Liao Dynasty, about 1000 years ago. It's been a long time, and it's impossible to verify when it began to tilt. Avant-garde Pagoda, also known as Ruizhou Pagoda, has been damaged by earthquakes and floods, but it has always been tilted. The leaning tower of Pisa in Italy is tilted 5.2 degrees, and the avant-garde leaning tower is tilted 8 degrees than the leaning tower of Pisa. The masonry of the tower foundation has been weathered for thousands of years, supporting the conical brick tower. In the autumn of 20 10, the protective maintenance of the tower began, and the tower foundation was also filled with blue bricks and jointed with cement, which was presented to the world again with a brand-new attitude.
For lunch, in order to better reflect the taste of farmhouse meals, we burned a big woodpot, and the dishes cooked with it were more fragrant. The firewood pot is placed on the ground outside the main room window, and its flue is directly connected with the chimney on the roof through the fire kang in the main room, so that once the firewood pot is burned, the rice is cooked and the kang is hot, and the moisture in the kang is removed. Sister-in-law Wu, Sister-in-law San and Sister-in-law are in charge of cooking. Angkor sits on a plastic stool and becomes a flaming army. Why don't you put the firewood into the pit, the cauldron is hot, and cooking is about to begin. Just then, there was a sudden crunch. I saw that the stool where Brother Wu was sitting was cracked and debris was scattered all over the floor. Brother Wu leaned back and sat on the ground with his hands leaning back. Sister-in-law also caught Wu Ge's leg in an instant. We all broke out in a cold sweat, because behind Brother Wu is a vegetable field one meter and five meters deep. It was in this place that Brother Wu accidentally broke his leg. Fear still exists after the shock. The episode that caused complications could not stop the enthusiasm for eating farmhouse meals. Brother Linde became a fireman again, only to see him wearing a hat, crouching down and holding corn stalks in his hand, burning the stove more vigorously, and his sisters-in-law showed their magical powers. After a while, the food with hometown flavor was served. Everyone was eating, drinking, chatting and laughing. Brother Wu also raises his glass from time to time to propose a toast to everyone.
In the afternoon, Sister-in-law took me to Beidadian, also called Beidacun, in the north of Qianwei Town. He is two kilometers away from Qianwei Town.
Speaking of Beidadian, my grandfather's eldest daughter-in-law is surnamed Chen, so I call her Aunt Chen, and Aunt Chen's second son is Chen, so Beidadian is the hometown of Shenyang's second brother Chen. Introduced by my second brother, I met his cousin Chen Shaoguang. Chen Shaoguang is two years younger than me. He is 64 years old. He warmly invited my sister-in-law and me into the house and took out his own bagged rhubarb apricots to entertain us. Speaking of bagging apricots, this is the first time I've heard of it. I only know apple bagging, but I have never heard of apricot bagging. According to Shao Guang, apricots sold in the market are not bagged, and only our own apricots are bagged. This kind of apricot is really pollution-free and pure green. Then Shao Guang took me around the village. I saw that the village avenue was paved with cement, and the north and south sides were drainage ditches, clean and tidy, with no peculiar smell. Every family grows fruit trees, and the concrete floor of every courtyard is far from the open and avant-garde town. The main streets of Qianwei Town are full of potholes, litters are everywhere, no one cleans them, there are no drainage facilities on both sides of the road, it rains all over the street, there are many mud pits on sunny days, and mosquitoes and flies breed. On the second day of coming to Qianwei, among the five of us, I was the first to be bitten and the most severely bitten. Until I returned to Beijing, I bit more than 200 bags on my body, which was painful.
We walked all the way along the village avenue to the west end and saw a big billboard: Chen Xiaoming, nursery manager of Suizhong Apple Breeding Base of Liaoning Fruit Research Institute. According to Shao Guang, Chen Xiaoming is the nephew of Shao Bo's second brother. When I got home, I asked Sangehai, Chen Xiaoming, do you know? The third said, Yes, all the seeds I bought were from Chen Xiaoming. After returning to Beijing, I told Shao Bo about Chen Xiaoming, and Shao Bo said that Chen Xiaoming is your second sister-in-law's nephew. Then I really understand the relationship between Chen Xiaoming and Shao Bo's second brother and Shao Guang's brother. Because time was tight, I didn't go to Chen Jiazu's grave to worship. After the visit, Shao Guang drove my sister-in-law and me back to Qianwei. Shao Guang was invited and had a rest at home. As soon as he entered the door, Shao Guang met my third brother. We all know each other. They once sold vegetables and apples together. This is really getting closer and closer!
I have been back to Qianwei several times. Once I heard San Gedehai say: Once, my second brother Chen went to his house and asked how to get to Grandma Shi's house. When I was a child, my second sister went from Grandma Shi's home (now the Guta Brigade) to Aunt Chen's home of Peking University Electronics. So Peking University Electronics is also the place I've always wanted to go. This time, I finally got what I wanted, which I will never forget. I also want to thank my sister-in-law for accompanying me all the way.
Speaking of the new house in my hometown, Jia Huan's contribution is remarkable and indispensable. They first set up a simple hut on the west side of the front vegetable garden as a temporary residence and building headquarters. Various implementation plans, project operation, overall planning, fund management, material scheduling, drawing release, etc. all come from this extraordinary hut. Three brothers and three sisters-in-law design together, three sisters-in-law draw pictures, and Party B works according to the drawings. The infrastructure construction here also includes the direction of water supply and drainage, the location of embedded pipes, kitchen smoke exhaust pipes, bathroom fresh air pipes, the location of wells, the location of indoor water supply pumps, solar water supply and drainage pipes, bathroom sewage pipes, the problem of watering the front and rear gardens, the location of septic tanks and so on. What is more important to build a house is the power supply system, the distribution of strong and weak electricity, the routing direction, the layout of power distribution system, the installation of lamps and lanterns, etc., all of which are designed and constructed by Jia Huan alone.
The new house was completed as scheduled, and there is still a lot of follow-up work. Because the foundation of the new house is 1.5 meters higher than the original ground, a ramp has to be built in front of the house. This ramp was built by Third Brother himself. First, the low walls on both sides of the ramp are made of river stones, and then filled in the middle with gravel and waste sand. After many rainfalls, the crushed stone is fixed, and then the cement is plastered on it. At this time, this slope is considered to be successful. Third brother personally dug a sewage well in the southeast corner of the backyard to collect sewage from the kitchen and bathroom. The well is two meters deep and about one and a half meters in diameter. The shaft wall is covered with river stones for seepage.
In order to build a house, load and unload building materials, large-scale construction machinery entered the site, and the courtyard wall in the backyard was demolished. Now the third brother has just built a small part of the East District; The front yard gate will move more than two meters to the east, the old gate will be demolished and installed in the backyard, and a new gatehouse will be built in the front yard; A small room needs to be rebuilt at the north end of the east side of the front yard to put some small equipment; There is also a small room at the west end of the new house to put some groceries. I think it will take at least two years to do these jobs. Unfortunately, on the morning of June 27th, the third brother accidentally slipped at the entrance of the hall on the west side of the new house, and fell from the high platform on the vegetable garden floor, resulting in a fracture of his left calf. When we went there, we had been in plaster for eight days. Third brother is a strong man, restless man and ingenious man. That's it. Third brother is going to the field, so we will comfort him straight. Don't rush to work in the fields, lest all your previous efforts be wasted. It's not too late to wait until the injury is completely healed next year. What a hardworking third brother this is.
There are many cucumbers, beans, eggplant, tomatoes, lettuce, potatoes, leeks, shallots and so on. This season we went, potatoes have come out, which is the peak season for cucumber and beans. We eat fresh vegetables every day. We must pick cucumbers and beans that we can't eat the night before, otherwise we will be elders. In this way, at four o'clock the next morning, Sansao took these dishes to the Qianwei Town market to sell. Because we are here, the third brother is injured again, and there is still a lot of work at home, so the third sister-in-law will wholesale these dishes cheaper and go back early for soy sauce and vinegar. I have no experience in picking cucumbers and beans. This is all done by the Linde brothers. Sometimes I just help.
On the morning of the 6th, we walked around the Ruizhou city wall site.
Qianwei Town was also called Ruizhou City a long time ago, and our hometown is about 100 meters south of the city root in the north of Ruizhou City. On this day, our five sisters-in-law visited the ruins of the North City Wall, only to find that the wall was covered with vegetation. The ruins of the city wall are 7 or 8 meters high and the top is about 3 meters wide. The north side of the city wall is full of rubbish, and discarded plastic bags can be seen everywhere. In order to protect this ancient city wall, when Qianwei Street came here from south to north, the road turned a small corner to the west, then turned back and continued to extend north. Walking east along the city wall is a broken wall at the eastern end of the city wall, and there is no way to go. But when we saw a small river, which is called Shahe, we went west and came back again. This vicissitudes of history, like a picture scroll, is presented to the world.
On the 8th, five of us took a long-distance bus to visit our husband and family at Qin's home, the elder sister of Gaoling Town. I haven't seen Sister Qin for over forty years. The last time I saw her was at my uncle's memorial service in 20 19. Sister Qin's name is Lu, the second daughter of my second aunt. As for her life story, my uncle Guo Rongchang wrote in the book Family History that the second daughter Guo Rongchun was born on the ninth day of October in the first year of the Republic of China (19 12) and married Lu Jinsheng in Qianwei City and Luoshanzi Village in the south at the age of 27. At that time, he was only 37 years old, and his eldest daughter died with her mother at the age of 5. They are all buried in Lujia, Huangluoshanzi Village. I have a second daughter, Lv Xiuwei. When she was less than one year old, she was fashionable. She was shot in the leg and climbed to the ground, but survived. Marry Zhang Guochen from Nanhaojiagou Village, Gaoling Town.
Sister Qin heard that we were going, and her brother-in-law went to the station early to wait for us. When our coach arrived at Gaoling Station, we got off and my brother-in-law (Zhang Guochen) greeted us, shook hands with us and took us home.
Sister Qin's house is built on the hill. Seen from south to north, this house is a three-story building. Looking south from the north of the house, it is a two-story building. Sister Qin's room is clean and tidy, with shrines and tributes. She is a true believer.
As soon as I entered the room, Sister Qin took my hand tightly and said, Brother, do you remember Sister Qin? You haven't forgotten Sister Qin. I miss you. I said, how could I not remember you? You are my sister Qin. I still remember you. I was in junior high school that year, and my second sister and eldest brother went to the Corps. You came to my house, and I came back from three summers' work. When I get home, you take apart the bedding I built by labor. I remember this very clearly. Qin Jie's homesick tears shed instantly. This is really: uncles and aunts, generations of relatives, broken bones and tendons! My foreign daughter (Qin Jie's daughter) is 47 years old, and she also shared a story with me. She said: My fourth uncle (my father) is an English teacher. When I was young that year, my mother took me to my fourth uncle's house, and he gave me an English-Chinese dictionary, which benefited me a lot. I still remember it. At this moment, I think, what a loving old man my late father was!
After greeting, Sister Qin's son-in-law drove us to the seaside. Her daughter-in-law is in charge of cooking at home
First of all, we came to the seaside of Suizhong Power Plant, only to see the waves surging, flapping on the beach, the back waves pushing the front waves, white waves appearing, and the sound of waves echoing in the blue sky. We took out our cameras to take pictures and recorded the beauty of nature. Then my son-in-law took us on a cruise ship and braved the waves at sea. I saw that the cruise ship sometimes tilted to the left and sometimes to the right, and the bow sometimes tilted up and sometimes fell deeply, splashing waves several meters high. We sat on the boat several times without danger, which made our tense hearts slowly relax and enjoy the beautiful scenery endowed by nature. Because my sister-in-law and I came for the first time, Sister Qin's son Xiao Yuan and son-in-law drove us to Dongdaihe to see Meng Jiangnv's tomb. But there are two reefs standing in the sea, which is the legendary tomb of Meng Jiangnv.
The tomb of Jiang Nv, or Meng Jiangnv, is located 20 miles southeast of Shanhaiguan. In the South China Sea, about 5 kilometers southeast, there are two reefs standing upright in the ups and downs, the high one is more than 20 meters, and the short one is 10 meters. One tall and one short, interdependent. This memo is the legendary tomb of Jiang Nv. The tomb of Jiang Nv stands on the sea. Tide is long and grave is long, and tide falls on the grave. No matter how big the tide is, it can't reach the top of the grave. Standing on the Phoenix Mountain overlooking the grave of Jiang Nv, people have infinite reverie. The legendary story of Meng Jiangnv crying down the Great Wall is widely circulated, and the birthplace of the story is Dongdaihe River in Suizhong, Liaoning Province. It is said that Meng Jiangnv committed suicide in this sea area, so three huge stones suddenly appeared in the sea. The tall one was transformed by Meng Jiangnv's body, and the short one was transformed by her baggage, so the locals called it "Jiangnv's Tomb".
After visiting the "Jiangnv Tomb", we went straight back to Sister Qin's house. Sister Qin prepared a sumptuous lunch for us. Sister Qin's daughter-in-law presented exquisite cooking skills, and everyone pushed cups for a change, holding bottles to wish each other, talking and laughing, and family affection was once again revealed. Sister Qin sat next to me and kept picking up food for me. I'm embarrassed to eat it. I don't usually eat seafood, and I can't peel it. When foreign women knew this, he personally peeled some shrimps, scallops, oysters and crabs for me, so that I, a person who doesn't usually eat seafood, had a sumptuous and delicious seafood today.
The day's activities ended in an atmosphere full of affection, and my nephew and son-in-law drove us back to avantgarde third brother's house.
I plan to return to Beijing in June 1 1. Because of something urgent at home, I have to return to Beijing on the 9th two days in advance. Before leaving, Brother Linde picked many cucumbers and beans for me in the garden. Sister-in-law had to let me take them back to Beijing and give them a taste for my family. I think: this is also a gift from my relatives. So I brought my own fresh vegetables on my way back to Beijing. Brother Linde and Brother Dehua personally took me to the avant-garde Xindaokou Station. Just standing, the long-distance bus came, from Suizhong to Qinhuangdao. I quickly said goodbye and got on the bus. Because it was in the direction of Beijing, after two security checks, the bus stopped opposite Shanhaiguan Railway Station. After getting off the bus, you go south to Shanhaiguan Railway Station.
In order to meet us, Jia Huan drove home with his wife and daughter that night 10 after work on the 9th. Unfortunately, I didn't see him.
Jia Huan is a clever and capable child who respects the elderly. At home, the next day he and my third sister-in-law went to the grain field to fertilize the corn. Today is Saturday. There is not enough sunshine, but it is sultry. They wear long clothes and trousers to prevent mosquito bites. In a corn field with a height of more than one person, they are holding a small bucket in their left hand and a handful of fertilizer in their right hand. They bent down and shuttled through the corn fields, fertilizing the corn one by one. 20 10 experienced this job when I came to my hometown. This is a very difficult job. When I came down, I was sweating like a pig, and my back ached. After fertilization, the whole family had lunch together and raised their glasses to celebrate the family reunion. At dinner, Jia Huan prepared mutton kebabs and held an outdoor barbecue, which was very interesting. The taste here is more delicious than eating barbecue in the city.
The next day was July 1 1, which was the last time we drank soybean milk in our hometown. After breakfast, we packed our bags. Jia Huan drove us to Qinhuangdao and set foot on the train back to Beijing. With the long whistle, the train carried us away from our long-lost hometown. Looking at the distant ridge, the distant country road and the yearning eyes of our loved ones, at this moment, our mood is beyond words, and our heart beats faster with the rotation of the wheels. This is exactly:
The food in my hometown is so green, safe and secure.
The land in my hometown is so fertile and rich.
The people in my hometown are so simple, kind and honest.
We are looking forward to, looking forward to-going back to China again.