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81, Lower Village 2

"Dad, Dad, Mayor An from the town is here to see you. I will help you go to the yard to bask in the sun in a while! Mayor An, my father is old and is afraid of wind and cold. Unless necessary, he basically

They are all lying on the kang..." Walking into the old man's hut, there was a thick mattress on a small warm kang. There was no smell in the room. It was obvious that Tie Zhishu's family took good care of the old man. Tie Zhishu will

Half of his body was stretched out on the fire bed, and his head was next to the old man who was leaning against the wall and was shaking his head. He greeted Anping softly and introduced Anping.

"Ah, cadres have come to town, sit down..." Tie Zhishu's old father was born in the late Qing Dynasty. He is nearly a hundred years old and has gone through three eras. Time has left a mark on his thin face like an ax and a chisel.

The ordinary marks and layers of wrinkles seemed to tell the story of the vicissitudes of time. Hearing the sound, he immediately tilted his ears and then tilted his head towards Anping. A light slowly gathered in the turbid and yellow eyeballs, and the voice of the voice spoke.

It's very loud and shows a bit of confidence.

"Old Master, your body and bones are not bad. I came here in a hurry, and I didn't buy you any fruit or anything. This is my little thought..." Seeing that the old man was full of energy, Anping's eyes were full of envy.

, at this age, I am not deaf, my eyesight is not blurry, my voice is loud, and I am full of humility. This is not a blessing. I took out the two hundred-dollar bills I had prepared in advance from my pocket, and stuffed them through the opening of the handshake.

In the hands of the elderly.

"Mayor An, look at this, you came to help our village get vegetables, we didn't even have time to thank you, how can we let you spend money..." Seeing Anping stuffing money into the old man's hand, Secretary Tie's face turned red.

, stretched out his hand to stop Anping's movement. Anping was invited to help. Killing sheep and chickens were all prepared to thank Anping. If he accepted Anping's money, let alone feel uncomfortable in his heart, he would just feel uncomfortable.

All the young and old men in the village must think that they are narrow-minded people.

"Tie Zhishu, having an old man in the family is like having a treasure, respecting the old, loving the old and respecting the old. But the fine tradition of our country, as far as our Longxing Town is concerned, having such a longevity star like the old man is also a blessing, isn't it? This is

I, a younger generation, have no other intentions. If you think too much, I won’t come next time..." He waved his hand gently, overcoming the obstruction of Secretary Tie, and extended from traditional virtues to Longxing Town.

, and extended from Longxing Town to itself. In short, sending a gift to Tie Zhishu's old father is a matter of course and should be done, and Tie Zhishu has no reason to stop it.

"Dad, Mayor An leads the people in the town to grow vegetables. They grow cucumbers and persimmons in the winter. You will always be blessed this winter..." After hearing An Ping's conclusive explanation, Secretary Tie's hands relaxed.

, the red face slowly turned into embarrassed embarrassment, and then the embarrassment was eliminated by Anping's smile, replaced by a face-saving pride.

Mayor An is not very old, but he is a man of justice and sense of justice. This is widely circulated in Longxing Town. Although Secretary Tie has heard these comments about Anping, he has not had much contact with Anping and has never had any contact with Anping.

After research, I always had a dubious attitude. But today it seems that what I said is really true. Secretary Tie knows that inviting Anping here this time is to kill chickens and sheep, although everyone is voluntary

Yes, but the standard of reception is still beyond the standard.

If Anping had to pay for food as soon as he got here, it would be a slap in the face of the iron branch secretary and the face of the entire Tailling villagers. But Anping helped the village plan the vegetable industry, but he also refused to leave a greedy person in vain.

Reputation, the excessive food expenses were handed over to the old man's hands in a new way and became a customary payment. Not only did he solve the corresponding principle problem, but he also gained all his reputation. This method was really watertight.

"cadre An is a good young man and has good moral character. I am ashamed to remember that I am an old man who is about to die. Listening to the surname of cadre An, could it be that he is also one of our Manchus? The surname An is a big branch in our Manchu people. Do you have a genealogy..."

After receiving Anping's wishes, the old man became very interested. He opened the thin quilt covering his legs and sat up slowly. He pinched the dark jade beads on his wrists with one hand and twisted them back and forth, and pulled them with the other hand.

While talking to Anping, he chatted about his family affairs.

"This surname is Manchu? Haha, the old man is wrong, he is really not Manchu..." The old man's thinking was a little off-topic, and he suddenly turned to surname and ethnicity. He was an orphan, and his surname and ethnicity were different.

It's really hard to say which area to go to. The name was derived from the old dean's meaning of Ping'an An, which makes it really hard for me to explain.

"Dad, don't keep talking about those old people. Mayor An's home is in the city and has nothing to do with your messy clan..." Seeing a flash of embarrassment on Anping's face, Secretary Tie suddenly said

Thinking of the fact that Anping is an abandoned child, my father mentioned his identity and surname to an abandoned child. Isn't this exposing his shortcomings? It's also a pity that Mayor An respects the old and loves the young and is honest. If it were changed

It is easy for a person to fall out directly.

"Why is it Lao Huangli? You can't forget your roots as a person. Clan is your origin and roots. Fallen leaves must return to their roots. Those who have no roots are not called people. They are lonely ghosts. Ahem..." Hearing his son refute himself,

The old man suddenly became angry and started yelling and cursing at the top of his voice. This curse did not go smoothly and he kept coughing and gargling, and a sickly flush appeared on his face.

"Ouch, ouch, don't worry, don't worry, old man, the tree is thousands of feet high, and the leaves fall back to their roots. This is so true. As a human being, you must remember the kindness of your ancestors, and you must burn incense in the ancestral hall and respect your ancestors. Tie Zhishu has no intention of refuting you.

The main reason is that I am an orphan, have never met my parents, and do not know my origin. Secretary Tie is afraid that you will make me feel uncomfortable if you mention the clan. But it doesn't matter, maybe I am a descendant of our Manchu people, you

Look, I also have a piece of jade, which is very similar to the jade bead on your wrist, maybe it was dug out of a stone..." Anping is not as petty as Secretary Tie Zhishu thinks, let alone because of the old man's few words.

The unintentional words were filled with grudges. He turned around and glanced at Secretary Tie, signaling him not to talk to the old man in a choked manner, and then coaxed the old man to him with a smile.

"Let me tell you, Cadre An is a virtuous person. How can he not remember his ancestors? Ahem, this jade bead..." This old kid, old kid, has a simple temperament and character. You have to be polite when talking and chatting.

Just wait for him, and as expected, Anping opened the solution for a while, which not only calmed the old man down, but also showed an innocent smile. However, touching the jade beads on his hand, the old man seemed to suddenly remember something. After a dry cough,

He stared at Anping with a surprised look and kept looking up and down.

"Old man, when I was a baby, I also had a piece of jade that was similar in color and material to this jade bead. Is this jade bead passed down from your ancestors? Is there any allusion to it? Can you tell me about it..." Looking at the old man, he was confused.

Anping's eyes were staring at him tightly, and the corners of his mouth were twitching as he hesitated to speak. Anping's head was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what he said wrong, and how he provoked such a big reaction from the old man.

It wasn't until Anping saw the old man's hand holding the beads trembling that he tightened and loosened his grip, loosened and then tightened his grip, that he realized that the problem might be with the jade bead chain, and took a closer look at the two beads.

Not to mention the jade beads, at first I just thought that the color of these beads was very similar to the piece of jade I had, so I just said that casually, but now I took a closer look, no matter the color or the quality of the jade, they were almost the same as those I had brought with me.

The jade in the swaddling clothes was exactly the same, especially the soft luster unique to the dark green jade, which made Anping feel that the bead was knocked from his own jade. This was the first time for Anping to see such similar jade.

Anping's heart couldn't help but worry about his parents and origin.

"Infant? Moyu, you said your piece of jade is the same as this bead? Oh my, my ancestors have spirits in heaven, and I am of the Luo family! I thought I was going to bring this secret into the coffin,

It disappeared from the sky, but I didn’t expect that I, an old man like me, could still hear Mo Yu’s news when I was about to die. The sky has eyes, and the ancestors have spirits..." The old man was extremely excited, holding Anping's hand tightly, and his two hands

Xingzhuo's tears fell uncontrollably from his dry eyes, and he babbled on and on, repeating words about ancestors having spirits. Hearing this, Anping was confused. He turned his head to Tie Zhishu, only to find that he was also the same.

He also looked confused, obviously not knowing what secret the old man was hiding in his heart.

"Cadre An, sit down, sit down. It doesn't matter whether your piece of jade and this bead are polished from the same material. But the fact that we mentioned this today means that we are destined to keep our ancestors' secrets."

The smoke disappeared as I brought it into the coffin. Come on, please keep these two exquisite jade pieces first..." Withered and vein-covered hands, he held Anping tightly and sat on the fire bed. The old man took off the bead chain from his wrist.

When he got down, he reluctantly touched his hand back and forth. Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he put the jade bead bracelet into Anping's hand, and then pressed Anping's hand, speechless for a long time.

"Old Master, this bead chain is too precious. I can't accept it. You can't let me make mistakes..." After his hands were stuffed into the bead chain, the old man pressed him tightly into his arms, Anping thought.

He wanted to break away, but he was afraid that he would be too strong and hurt the old man. Through the old man's cloudy tears and excitement, Anping realized that the value of this bead was probably more than he imagined.

I absolutely cannot accept such a large and valuable item.


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