On Thursday afternoon, students from all grades on Zhenzhong campus began to make a commotion.
"It's finally time to have a holiday, I'm really looking forward to it."
“The Qingming Festival is a three-day long holiday, and it’s only come out after being called upon for a long time.”
"Unknowingly, the Spring Festival has passed so long."
"Yeah, by the way, where are you going to play during the Qingming Festival?"
"Where are we going to play? Stay at home."
"Play games for three days and get to Oita."
"Damn it, you didn't do your homework?"
"The last day to make up, you know."
"My mother said she would take me to visit the surrounding cities."
"After all, we only have three days, so we can only travel around."
"Our first and second years of high school are okay. We still have three days off. I heard that our senior year only has one day off tomorrow."
"Normally, it's already April, and the college entrance examination is only two months away. The seniors and seniors must be sprinting for the college entrance examination."
"For senior year, it doesn't matter whether you have a holiday or not. It's just a different place to write test papers."
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"Well, we will eventually have one day."
"Whatever, let's take advantage of these three days of vacation first."
"Hahaha, same thing."
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At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, after the third period of get out of class, the students of Zhenhua Middle School officially went on holiday.
They finally had the long-awaited vacation.
But as soon as get out of class was over, the students did not rush out of the campus in droves, but were still sitting in the classroom.
After all, it is the Qingming Festival holiday, and the head teachers of each class have to give some instructions.
In the classroom of Class 9, Grade 2, Xu Jie stood on the podium and told his classmates what to pay attention to.
"A common question."
"When you go back, be careful on the road."
"During the holidays, whether you are at home or going out to play, you must pay attention to your own safety."
"Pay attention to the safety of electricity and water."
"Interested students can go to the Tianxing Basketball Hall to watch the basketball game on Sunday afternoon."
Finally, Xu Jie smiled again and said: "Don't forget to do your homework. Okay, school is over!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the originally quiet classroom suddenly began to boil.
"Oh! It's a holiday!"
"yeah!"
"Here comes the 3-day long vacation!"
"Let's go, go back to the dormitory, pack up and leave."
"I packed it up yesterday, haha."
"Let's have dinner together tonight?"
"Let's go, let's go to the e-sports room to play a few games first?"
"If we stay in the e-sports room during the holidays, will we be beaten to death by Teacher Xu?"
"If you haven't finished your homework, it's possible. If you've finished your homework, I guess not."
"Work on your homework tonight!"
"Goodbye, Teacher Xu!"
"Goodbye, Teacher Xu!"
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The students walked out arm in arm and started planning their own holidays.
Xu Jie said goodbye to his classmates one by one, and finally took Lin Qianqian back to his parents' home.
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Qingming Festival is a traditional festival of the Dragon Kingdom.
People in most places attach great importance to this festival.
Its importance is probably second only to the Spring Festival.
Every year during the Qingming Festival, a large number of people from all over the country who work hard outside return to their birthplace from far away places.
Burn incense, hang paper, and kowtow to worship.
Sweeping graves and offering sacrifices to remember ancestors.
This is not only conducive to carrying forward traditional filial piety and family ties, but also awakening the common memory of the family.
It can also promote the cohesion and identity of family members and even the nation.
Tomb Sweeping Day, in many cases, is more like an important emotional support.
This emotion includes the memory of deceased relatives and the memory of martyrs and heroes.
It is like a coagulant that tightly brings relatives and compatriots together.
It can be said that the meaning of Qingming Festival is more like a spiritual inheritance.
The inheritance of the family and the inheritance of the nation.
Only when you have a country can you have a family, and only when you have ancestors can you have generations.
Only by not forgetting our roots and roots can our family be more united and our nation stronger.
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At noon on Friday, after having lunch at home, Xu Jie drove his parents and Lin Qianqian to the cemetery.
When we were still one or two kilometers away from the cemetery, the car could no longer move forward.
There's a traffic jam.
"It's still the same, just get off the car and walk over."
Xu Jie's mother Tang Xiuzhen and Lin Qianqian were sitting in the back row. She glanced at the road ahead and commanded:
"Every year on Tomb Sweeping Day, this road is definitely blocked. If we weren't far away, we might as well drive a battery car."
"Let's go, Qianqian, let's go forward first and let them find a place to park."
With that said, Tang Xiuzhen pulled Lin Qianqian out of the car first.
Pick up some paper money for ancestor worship from the trunk.
Although the country and various local governments have been advocating smoke-free memorial service, people in many places still follow the previous tradition and burn some paper money for their ancestors.
Cemetery managers are also human beings, and many times they turn a blind eye and let the people do whatever they want.
"Ajie, I'll go down and help you find a parking space." Dad Xu Yong said with a smile while looking in the rearview mirror and opening the car door.
Cemeteries in Zhongnan City are distributed throughout the suburbs, basically in the southeast and northwest directions.
But without exception, all cemeteries within two or three kilometers were blocked by dogs.
Even if you ride a battery scooter or a bicycle, you can only move forward with difficulty through the gap.
By the time Xu Jie and his son parked the car, Tang Xiuzhen and Lin Qianqian were almost walking to the cemetery.
"Qianqian, we will go there with you later, don't be afraid."
Tang Xiuzhen held Lin Qianqian's hand and said softly.
Women's sixth sense is very accurate.
Although Lin Qianqian never said anything, Tang Xiuzhen could feel a little nervous from her expression.
Why are you nervous about visiting a cemetery to pay homage?
Aren’t you afraid of being bitten by a snake for ten years?
Lin Qianqian was afraid that she would see her mother in front of her father's grave again.
In fact, she didn't know that her mother Chang Xiaoyun didn't come at all!
In previous years, since Lin Qianqian was still there, Chang Xiaoyun would burn some paper money to her ex-husband Lin Bei during the Qingming Festival.
This year, she has been legally deprived of Lin Qianqian's custody rights. With Chang Xiaoyun's character, how could she come back?
Not long after, Xu Yong and Xu Jie, father and son, arrived at the cemetery.
After paying homage to the ancestors of the Xu family, they accompanied Lin Qianqian to Lin Bei's tomb.
What surprised the four of them was that Lin Bei's tomb was empty!
Not only did Lin Qianqian's mother Chang Xiaoyun not come.
Even Lin Qianqian’s grandmother Luo Zhuping and the others didn’t come!
Lin Qianqian has always had a trace of emotion for her mother and grandparents in her heart.
After all, thousands of days and nights over the past ten years cannot be forgotten.
But today.
This scene before my eyes.
Lin Qianqian's heart was completely cut off from the remaining thoughts of family affection.
From now on, she, Lin Qianqian, will be just Lin Qianqian.
It has nothing to do with the original Lin family.