I rewrote family history

Chapter 150 Modern, descendants of Zheng Baochang
The period from late autumn to early spring.Relying on the convenience of the deputy head of the clan, Xu San'er took some land deeds from poor families from the clan, all at generous prices, and no one in the clan said he was not.He went to sit in a dilapidated house, brought a pot of tea with him, and chatted with others.

When it was time for dinner at Xiangwu, he took a look at the stove and saw that there were more wheat bran than yellow noodles. When his face was sallow and emaciated, and he felt a little bit ashamed, he made an appropriate suggestion to sell the land.

It is absolutely impossible for country people to sell their ancestors' foundation unless they go to the last step.

But Xu San'er's methods can always make the rare events that happened in the past century become normal.

After a winter of hard work, Xu San'er successfully became a landlord second only to Xu Shuwen.He didn't spend any of the windfall he made during the White Wolf disaster in the county seat. Except for the part used to buy his wife, the rest was invested in the glorious and proud matter of buying land.

Half a month after the new house was built, Huang Yingzi also moved in.

"It's not a problem to continue like this..."

"You and I just want to eat something good. You bought all the money for the land, what shall we eat? Eat dry bran all day long?"

Seeing that the family was spending money like running water, Huang Yingzi couldn't help it, and questioned Xu San'er.

She and Xu San'er, an old man, did nothing but want to live a more lenient life.Although buying land is a serious matter, it is the Xu family's foundation and has nothing to do with her, an outsider.

And her life was visibly getting worse, how could she not complain.

However, the change of people is also fast. After three or five days, the old Chinese doctor in the village diagnosed that she had a happy pulse, and she just didn't mention what happened before.

Time soon came to the middle of February.

Tian Huilan gave birth to a son, and Xu Shuwen held a three-day banquet in the village to celebrate it, and named his son Xu Chongren.

"Confucius said to seek benevolence, Mencius said to seek righteousness..."

"I named my baby Chongren in order to let her grow up to do benevolent and righteous deeds, which will benefit her neighbors."

In front of the clansmen, Xu Shuwen sipped a bowl of wedding wine and told the reason why he named the baby.

After each of the two families had a baby, some barriers and gaps gradually disappeared inexplicably.Xu San'er treated his nephew with more affection, and Xu Shuwen was also more sincere when he called him uncle.The child has become a palliative for the two families.It seems that no matter how great the enmity is, it is not worth the importance of raising the next generation.

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Modern, new wild.

Accompanied by the descendants of his family, Xu Erlianzi came to Yuanpo where Xujiabaozi was located.

It's just that things are different.The old green brick courtyard is now dilapidated, the red-painted doors and windows are mottled and peeled off, and the ground is full of fallen old leaves, layered upon layer.Even the plinths of the house were moved outside the courtyard, and the house was in chaos.

"Moved out, all moved to Yuanxia."

"There is no such village name as Xujiapuzi. The former village was merged with the Xuejiamiao under the plateau. On the plateau... the power supply bureau does not provide them with electricity. There are too few people. Living in the plateau is inevitable. Difficult, how can I feel comfortable living in the Yuanxia..."

"In the past, people moved to live on the plateau to guard against bandits and wild beasts, and to cultivate good fields, but now they don't need it, just live under the plateau..."

An old rural man who shepherds sheep, five or sixty years old, wearing a Liberation cap on his head, a tattered Zhongshan suit and a jacket underneath, heard Xu Qing coming to ask for directions, and casually said a few gossips.

In a hundred years, the sea has changed.

The formerly prosperous village is now a no-man's land.

"That's right, girl."

"Why are you asking about this?"

The old sheep herding man "go and go" chased away the sheep that were greedy for wheat seedlings, then glanced at the fourteen or fifteen sheep scattered among the grass on the hillside in front of him out of the corner of his eye, and asked.

"It's nothing..."

"It's just... I used to be from this village."

Xu Er stunned his arms away from Xu Rong's support, leaning on crutches, and walked forward.

"Master, do you belong to this village?"

The old sheep-herding man took a look at Xu Er's stunned man, saw his white hair and chicken skin, and age spots on his body, and estimated his age in his heart, "Looking at you, you are eight or ninety years old, no wonder..."

"If you want to visit relatives, go to Xuemiao Village in Yuanxia."

he suggested.

In addition to visiting relatives, he couldn't think of anything else that could make an eight or ninety-year-old man run back to his hometown regardless of his fragility.It's just that he is also old, too old...to be too lazy to do enthusiastic things anymore.If he was still young, maybe he would take the old man in front of him to visit relatives himself.

"Well, thank you... big brother."

Xu Er Lengzi stepped forward to thank him and shook hands.

old. After the age of 60, they are considered as old people.Even though he was several times older than the old sheep herding man, they were all old people, regardless of their age.Therefore, it is called by the word brother.

"No thanks, we're all fellow villagers..."

"I went to herd the sheep, you think for yourself..."

After yelling to drive the sheep away, the old sheep herding man followed behind a healthy sheep, and slowly went to the lush vegetation.Soon, around a small slope in front of him, he disappeared.

On the hillside, the only sound left is the bleating of lambs.

The dirt roads in my hometown have long been covered by weeds, including the trails carved by teenagers half a century ago.Elm, catalpa, and mulberry trees were entangled with cicadas, and there was a piercing scream from time to time.

A group of people walked for a while, and the shoes were wet.Slightly sticky from toe to heel.In the process of marching, they were soaked in the rain and dew carried by the blades of weeds.

"This is an old house..."

Xu Er was dumbfounded and pointed at the house at the head of the village.

The road to the village used to be deserted because no one walked it.There was also a pile of construction waste dumped at the intersection, so they made a detour, from the back village to the front village, before arriving at his old house.

"Grandpa, is what you said true?"

"Our family used to be rich..."

Xu Qing stepped on a stone wheel, adjusted the angle, and took a few photos of the abandoned old house.

She didn't have any thoughts of coveting or greedy for the wealth in the past.It's just that when family history is mentioned, several tortuous pasts are more interesting and immersive.

The amount of money can't decide anything, what she cares about is family affection.

"Yes."

"Being rich..."

"It's just that the ten thousand rooms in the palace have been made of earth."

Xu Er looked at the old house with complicated eyes.

When he transformed into a fox, he witnessed the construction of the old house with his own eyes.From a dilapidated house to a two-entry yard that is enough to make the villagers envious.But no matter how good the courtyard is, after a hundred years, there is only a dilapidated courtyard in sight.

Xu Rong and Xu Qing opened a rotten wooden door blocking the door and walked in.

Xu Er's fool stayed where he was.

There is nothing interesting about exploring inside the house.The two soon returned disappointed.However, Xu Qing was a little bit unwilling to admit defeat, and ran into the house to search, and finally found an old thing.

"Grandpa, look..."

"This should be the pipe and pot that grandpa used."

She picked up a rusty pipe and pot and showed it to the old man.

In addition to the rusty copper pot and copper spout of this pipe and pot, the cloth bag containing the tobacco leaves is also rotten.There is some wet soil on the edge of the bag.At first glance, it was buckled from the ground.

"He used it..."

Xu Cong affirmed Xu Rong's guess, "I remember that after he bought the land, in order to save money, he even quit smoking for a while. It's outrageous, he..."

He thought of his father and couldn't help laughing.

When Xu San'er was a long-term worker, he never thought about saving money on local cigarettes.The province is the province, but it has not reached the level of quitting smoking.However, when Xu San'er became a landlord, he quit smoking in order to raise money to buy land...

"Girl."

"Dad has something to discuss with you..."

Looking at the familiar hometown in front of him, Xu Er started to arrange his own affairs, "When I die, don't bury me in Qin Province, just bury me here. If you don't allow burial, you can bury my ashes Here. I have been away from home all my life, and at the end of my life, I am homesick..."

For nearly 100 years, he didn't go home, not because he was reluctant to pay for the train ticket, but because... his hometown is no longer there.

Of course, it is also possible that when he was young, he didn't miss home very much, but when he got old, he became homesick.People are like this, when they get old, they can't do anything, they can only think about it.And after thinking about it for a long time, my hometown slowly emerged in my heart.

"Bah, bah, dad, don't say such depressing words."

"You still have life to live."

Xu Rong poohed a few times, drove away the mold, and said.

"I understand my body."

"It is estimated that... I will live a good life in a few days. You brought me to Xinye, which is probably the same idea."

Xu Er stunned sighed.

After the gray fox got rid of Xu Cong and Miss Yu's support, it began to become weak.That's right, if there is no one to support a Baojiaxian, it will have its mana weaken and then usher in death.

The fox fairy is dying, and his life span is about to end.

Some things cannot be avoided.

Even if Hu Immortal changed his mind before he died and became Baojiaxian again, but...thinking about it, he knows that he is an old man, and he can't last long....

It is a blessing to be able to arrange funeral affairs while awake.

"dad."

Xu Rong called out "Dad" and then fell silent.

After waiting for a while, she nodded, "Dad, I promise you this matter. After you leave, I will send your ashes here..."

"Grandpa, you said..."

"Young master, do you really just forget about it? Don't look for trouble anymore?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, Xu Qing changed the subject.

Obviously, no matter how you look at it, the young master Xu Shuwen has feelings for grandpa and great-grandpa, but why in the narration of grandpa, the young master has never done anything instead of being kind.

Could it be because of the birth of "Xu Chongren" that Xu Shuwen changed his mind.

That's right, people's thoughts change all the time.You may be cynical one moment, and calm the next.

"I'll talk about this later..."

"It's...too long. It can't be explained in a few words."

Xu Er stunned and smiled, "Your great-grandfather and I are over 120 years old, so what is the point of this meeting. There will be more things to come later..."

"Yes, great grandfather."

Xu Qing nodded her head.

However, she accepted the words smoothly, but she couldn't help feeling sad about the stories that grandpa would tell in the future.

Because my great-grandfather is getting old, I don't know when he might pass away.

"Let's go to Hongwen Hall."

"I'll show you the real picture..."

Xu Er stunned and looked away from the old house.He restrained his mind and walked towards the old road when he came. While walking, he said to the two accompanying people.

It's just that when they left Xujiabaozi, the group of them ran into the village head of Xuemiao Village.

"I heard from Lao Shuan that on the way I met a man who was returning home to visit relatives..."

"Old man, you are old, if you need anything, just tell me."

The head of Xuemiao Village took Xu Er's hand and said enthusiastically.

Old Shuan was the old sheep herding man I met just now.

The two exchanged a few words.

The village head continued: "Grandpa, you said you are over a hundred years old? This age is quite long. Let me think about it. My grandfather's generation is probably about the same generation as yours..."

"Who is your grandfather?"

Xu Er asked casually.

The village head looked to be over 50 years old.Maybe he really knew his grandfather's generation.Although he doesn't have many friends, Xuemiao Village is adjacent to Xujiapuzi, so it's not uncommon for him to know the names of his peers.At most it's just unfamiliarity.

At this moment, the atmosphere has already set off this, so he doesn't ask if it's not good.

"My grandfather, you should know him."

"He... It is said that he is already the head of the Baochang, the township covenant, and the leading figure in our neighborhood. It is a pity... he lost power later, and my family is in decline. Fortunately, in the new era..."

The head of Xuemiao Village didn't know the details of his grandfather's specific situation.

What he said was also heard from his father.

"Chief Zheng Bao?"

"Zheng Xiangyue?"

Xu Er slapped his head in a daze and remembered.

If you want to say who the nearby Baochang and Xiangyue are, it is undoubtedly Zheng Baochang and Zheng Xiangyue.

"exactly……"

"You see, I haven't told you my last name yet."

"If you put it that way, it's almost indistinguishable..."

The head of Xuemiao Village laughed.

"I heard that my grandfather was a good squire in the past, but later he was murdered. You said, this is a conscience-stricken thing. If I hadn't risen up in my generation, I would definitely be looked down upon."

"Old man, you remember a lot of things, tell me, we are all listening."

"In the future when we build the ancestral hall, I will definitely write down what you said..."

he said again.

"Yes."

"Your grandfather was a good country gentleman."

Xu Er was a fool who talked about people when he saw people, and said nonsense when he saw ghosts, "There used to be Aunt Wang. Her family was short of food, so she sold the land. After your grandfather heard about this, he dialed from his own house without saying a word Food, aided Aunt Wang..."

"There is one more thing, Erxi, who has no money to marry a wife, your grandfather married him for him."

"..."

He counted the credits one by one.

No duplicates.

The head of Xuemiao Village became more and more delighted as he listened to it. He clapped his hands and said, "I said that the people in the village are bad-hearted. I used to hear people say that my ancestors were bad. You see, once you come, you will prove him wrong... "

With the living history in front of you, it is clear at a glance who is right and who is wrong.

(End of this chapter)