The vast majority of rural areas have no such thing as a mausoleum.
The ancestral graves of anyone’s family are buried in anyone’s land, and this has been the case for decades.
The mausoleum in Xiaowuzhuang has set a precedent in the countryside.
Wu Jun contracted all the land in Xiao Wu Zhuang to engage in sunshine greenhouse cultivation.
It is obviously not appropriate to continue to retain the previous form of scattered burials.
High-end atmosphere in the greenhouse, suddenly appeared a few graves, the picture style is obviously not right.
For this reason, Wu Jun specialised in the north of the village to plan out 100 acres of land as the cemetery in Xiao Wu Zhuang.
The cemetery in Xiaowuzhuang is a real cemetery, and there are no management fees or other messy costs.
The cemetery is located in the north of the village, not far from each family, there is no need to manage, each sweeping the snow in front of the door on the line.
Relocation of this matter can be carried out smoothly, on the one hand is the old village head of the villagers of the ideological work done well.
On the other hand, it is the compensation given by Wu Jun is in place.
Regardless of the new graves and old graves, a grave 10,000 yuan of relocation fee.
Wu Jun paid for the grave to find someone to dig, coffin, tombstone also full reimbursement.
In general, the villagers of small Wuzhuang relocation of this matter is quite co-operative, did not make any trouble.
Wu Jun and Ma Dongmei stepped deep and shallow into the snow to the cemetery.
The entire cemetery is covered with snow, and the snow on top of the tombstones looks like it is more than ten centimetres.
The first snow of 20202 came earlier and more fiercely than in previous years.
Wu Jun held a broom in his hand.
After finding the joint grave of his grandparents, he swept away the snow on top of the tombstone and cleaned the tribute table in front of it.
Ma Dongmei knelt in front of the grave with a pious face, while pulling something out of her pocket and chanting:
“Mom and dad, thank you in heaven bless small jun safe and sound, the weather is cold, made some winter cotton clothes for you, and money, you remember to come and get it.”
“Now the condition of the family is good, what’s missing you say voice, don’t condemn yourself over there, what do you want to eat and buy, money is not enough and then burn for you.”
“……”
Ma Dongmei talking kung fu, the grave has pulled out a bunch of offerings.
Bundles and bundles of plutonium with a face value of more than 10 billion, big yellow paper, cotton clothes made of coloured paper, big gold and silver Yuanbao, and so on and so forth.
Wu Jun looked at the side of a staggering, grandparents world, inflation should be how high ah!
Ma Dongmei looked at her son and urged, “What are you still waiting for? Hurry up and light the fire.”
After the grave but also to go to the temple to return the wish, Ma Dongmei today’s plan is very well planned, go out before the travelling plan.
Wu Jun turned his head towards the surroundings and joked, “Mum, lighting a fire in the wild won’t detain me, will it?”
“You don’t dare to point, give me the fire, I point, to detain is also detain me.”Ma Dongmei reached out to her son for fire, indignant, “anyway, at home you and your father will only be angry with me, I might as well go to the detention centre to stay it, at least quiet, no popularity me!”
“Mom mum, you are my own mother, this fire I lit is not okay, you can never say these words again, called the neighbourhood heard also thought son how unfilial it.”Wu Jun instantly threw up his hands and surrendered, hurriedly took out the lighter from his pocket and squatted to the ground to help light the fire.
When the offering met the fire, it was quickly ignited and began to burn.
Ma Dongmei, while picking at the offerings with a small stick, gave her son a blank look and said, “Where are you filial? You’ve heard the saying, “If you’re not filial, you’re not filial,” right? If you are really filial, you should give mum a grandson like Wu Di.”
Wu Jun joked: “Can I have a granddaughter?”
“Of course, as long as it’s yours, grandchildren, grandchildren, mum likes it!”Ma Dongmei had a smile on her face, a longing face, she didn’t have a patriarchal mindset.
Wu Jun on the side of the prevarication said: “There will always be this day.”
Ma Dongmei blankly glanced at her son, her mouth recited: “Mom and dad, you bless Xiao Jun to hurry up to get married and have a child to our old Wu family to pass on the generations!”
Wu Jun: “……”
Comrade Ma Dongmei’s will to hold grandchildren is too strong ……
The two finished visiting the grave and left from the cemetery.
All the way to the north.
Under the heavy snow cover, the silver world, the only effective means of transport left is “legs”.
The cemetery is already the most northern part of Xiao Wu Zhuang.
Not far from the cemetery, we entered the boundary of other villages.
The village on the border with Xiaowuzhuang was called Niujia Village.
Although the two villages were neighbouring villages, they were not in the same township.
Xiaowuzhuang was Beiqi Township, and Niujia Village belonged to Wanggou Township.
With the Hongfu agricultural project officially landing in Beiqi Township.
The villagers of Beiqi Township were as lively and boisterous as they were in the New Year.
The villagers of Wanggou Township can only look on, red in the eyes.
Naihe township has no capable person, hate can’t migrate to Beiqi Township.
Wanggou township has mountains and water and temples, every year during the Spring Festival temple fair, the villagers can earn some extra money on the tourists.
In the past years, it was the villagers of Beiqi Township who envied the villagers of Wanggou Township.
Now, completely changed, the villagers of Beiqi Township has become the existence of people envy.
High salary, low work intensity, good benefits, timely wages, keep home, etc. ……
With all this, it’s hard not to be envied!
As a member of Beiqi Township, simply too happy ah!
Wu Jun and Ma Dongmei talked and chatted, it was not boring.
Wu Jun is actually quite happy to communicate more with his mum.
As long as she doesn’t press for marriage, everything is fine.
Ma Dongmei also knows her son’s temperament.
She only regularly reminds him of the sidebar, but also will not be like the Tang Sanzang to his son read the spell.
All things are too late, urging marriage also need to grasp a good degree.
In addition to not getting married, other aspects of the son is still very good.
The two of them walked on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, leaving a large and a small series of footprints behind them.
Donglin Mountain is more than 4000 metres away from Xiao Wuzhuang in a straight line.
In normal times, this journey would take less than an hour.
Today, this kind of extreme road conditions, a conservative estimate of more than two hours.
This going and coming is similar to a commuter going to work.
Wu Jun’s intention is to wait for the sky to clear up, drive the main road to the temple to return the wish.
Ma Dongmei said, in this kind of weather walk over, more pious.
Wu Jun can’t argue with his old mum, and can only be less obedient to the old.
Two people out of more than two thousand metres in one breath, Ma Dongmei’s breathing rhythm is obviously not as steady as before.
Although she usually go to square dance every day, physical quality is great.
But with Wu Jun this kind of big boy certainly can’t compare.
The reason is very good to understand, a car age decades of car even if the maintenance is good again is not as good as just off the line of the new car power surging.
“Mum, are you tired? Come on, I’ll carry you.”Wu Jun smiled playfully and came to the front of his mum, pulling her arm.
Ma Dongmei laughed and punched her son: “You will make your mother happy with your words, just your small body, don’t give you pressure down.”
“Looking down on people right, today I will challenge myself to carry you from here to the temple.”Wu Jun said, bent his knees and squatted in front of Ma Dongmei, and greeted his old mum and said, “Get on the horse!”
Ma Dongmei looked at her son’s thin shoulders, her eyes reddened and she had an urge to cry.
The son has really grown up, but, where he would not want him to carry himself, his own back is more or less.
The scene in front of her triggered Ma Dongmei’s memory of the past.
In earlier years, the news of lost children in the countryside was common.
When Ma Dongmei and Wu Guangqiang went down to the ground, they brought Wu Jun and Ma Siyu with them.
One person tied one on his back, valuing the two children more than anything else.
This time, decades had passed, and their sons had already grown up and achieved something great.
“Hurry up, your mum is not old enough to be carried on her back, wait until I’m too old to walk!”
Ma Dongmei reached out and wiped down the corners of her eyes, patted her son’s back and continued to walk towards the front.
Wu Jun caught up with his mum and laughed: “Mum, don’t be polite to me, out of date ah!”
Ma Dongmei gasped and laughed: “Who is polite with you, do you want to compare, see who will go to the temple first?”
“Let’s do it, ready, start!”Wu Jun said and accelerated forward.
“Brat, you snatched away, start again!”
The two mothers frolicked and chased all the way through the snow, as if time was flowing backwards in the two of them.
There were too many similarities between this scene and the one in the snow more than twenty years ago.
The difference was that Ma Dongmei had grown old and Wu Jun had grown up.
At one ten in the afternoon.
Wu Jun and Ma Dongmei arrived within the area of Donglin Mountain.
It was good that the temple they were going to return the wish was at the foot of Donglin Mountain, not on the mountain.
Although this temple’s incense belongings were la boastful, it was rumoured that it was built because of a crown prince.
According to legend, Li Chang, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty (the word Tianshou), faced with right and wrong in the court, and he could not help, and he also did not like although the clothes and food, but it is very depressing and boring life, decided to go on a trip.
When he came to the foot of the present Donglin Mountain, he fell in love with the tranquility of this place, and practised here, called “Yuanze Venerable Master”.
As a result, Wanshou Zen Temple, also known as Wanshou Temple, was established.
It is said that there were more than five hundred and fifty monks living in the temple at its peak, and in the Tang Dynasty, the temple was made a national temple, and the prince, Master Enzawa, was made a national teacher.
This claim is not empty, there is a pagoda forest at the foot of Donglin Mountain, which once unearthed documents.
One of the pagodas is the tower of Venerable Master Enzawa’s death. The tombstone records that Venerable Prince Enzawa passed away here at the age of 125.
There is also a legend that after the Prince converted to the Wanshou Temple, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty visited many times to persuade the Prince to return to the dynasty, and the last time the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty visited, bent on taking the Prince back to the capital, Li Chang, who was already 125 years old, had no choice but to ascend to the top of the mountain to fall off the cliff and reach nirvana.
When Wu Jun thought of this legend, there is always an urge to laugh ……
Other people fall off the cliff called cliff fall, this Yuan Ze Venerable fell off the cliff called nirvana ……
And then there is the 125 year old climber, a real cow beer!
666!
Wu Jun has grown up so much, he has not yet climbed to the top of Donglin Mountain!
“Huh, Jun look, there are people in front of us going up the mountain.”
Ma Dongmei couldn’t help but be a little surprised when she saw two strings of well-shaped footprints on the road.
Wu Jun also saw the footprints, “It’s still true, there are still people coming to this small broken temple in this kind of ghost weather.”
“Blah blah blah! Buddha don’t blame me, little kid babbling.”Ma Dongmei recited a sentence and glared at Wu Jun, “To the front of the mountain, not allowed to talk nonsense.”
“Obey.”Wu Jun covered his mouth, his mouth obeyed.
“Let’s go, hurry into the temple to return the wish so we can go home, late day dark.”Ma Dongmei greeted and led the way in front.
The two women from the mountain before walking more than twenty minutes to come to the entrance of the Wanshou Temple.
The gate of the Wanshou Temple is only open during the temple fair, during the week the gate is closed, almost no one comes to the door.
Unless it is like Ma Dongmei this kind of devout believers come to return the wish and so on.
Wu Jun and mum entered the temple through the small door, the two strings of footprints on the snowy ground in the temple were still there.
From a distance, Wu Jun saw a bloated woman holding a flower quilt pacing back and forth in the doorway.
Moreover, this woman gave Wu Jun a sense of déjà vu.
Ma Dongmei also saw the woman, turned around and said to Wu Jun: “First come, first served, let’s wait here for a while, wait for people to finish their worship before we go.”
“Oh.”Wu Jun agreed on his lips, his eyes were still waiting for the woman pacing in front of the temple.
Ma Dongmei followed her son’s gaze and saw the woman at the door, teased and said, “What are you looking at? Want to have a baby?”
Wu Jun was speechless: “For no reason at all, how did it come to having a child ……”
He just felt that the woman was a bit familiar, what has it got to do with giving birth to a child!
Ma Dongmei gave her son a blank look and said, “Silly boy, what is the swaddling clothes she is holding in her arms if not a child!”
“Ah? That thing is swaddling clothes ah …… I thought I was holding a quilt!”Wu Jun had a look of sudden realisation.
The thing called swaddling clothes was too strange for an unmarried male, Wu Jun didn’t think that way at all.
After Ma Dongmei’s prompting, Wu Jun then connected the thing his parents were holding in their arms with the legendary swaddling clothes for wrapping children!
No wonder the women had been pacing in front of the door, so they were coaxing the child!
As expected.
Just as Ma Dongmei’s words fell, a loud and clear baby cry rang out in the courtyard.
Ma Dongmei can’t stand to hear a child cry, after hearing a child cry, the expression on her face also became a bit chipper.
“One by one good boy ah don’t cry, one by one don’t cry, mummy will be out soon.”The woman gently patted the swaddling clothes while calling the child’s name out of her mouth as she continued to circle the doorway.
“Huh ……” Wu Jun felt familiar after hearing the woman’s voice, and a person automatically appeared in his mind.
Li Yue Ling!
Earlier, he felt that the woman looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere, that is, he felt that she looked like Li Yue Ling, the live-in nanny of Angel’s family.
At this moment, when he heard the woman’s voice speaking, Li Yue Ling’s image once again surfaced in Wu Jun’s mind.
The image and the voice matched, Wu Jun felt that there was a 90 per cent chance that this woman was Li Yue Ling.
The remaining ten per cent uncertainty was because Wu Jun clearly knew that Li Yue Ling’s family did not have a child as small as the one in her arms.
“One by one good boy! Don’t cry anymore, don’t cry anymore.”
Once again, the sound of a woman coaxing a child came, and the image of Li Yue Ling became clearer and clearer in Wu Jun’s mind.
Ma Dongmei tugged on Wu Jun’s sleeve and said with an anxious face, “Is the child hungry ah, what is the child’s mother doing how come she is still not out.”
“Mum, you follow what anxious ah ……” Wu Jun look at his old mum, a face of tears and laughter.
“This child’s cry seems like it has a penetrating power, it’s hard to listen to it and call out to people’s hearts.”Ma Dongmei gently frowned and said, “How do I feel that this child’s cry is different from other people’s children.”
“Isn’t this someone else’s child ……” Wu Jun was speechless.
Ma Dongmei insisted, “This someone else’s child is different from someone else’s child.”
