Although the secretary and county magistrate came to pick them up, they also knew that it was evening. Their visits to relatives were private. They had no intention of disturbing them. It's not easy to bother them now. They just bid farewell to Zhao Jing and Zhao Qingyi.

The Zhao family’s father and daughter were courteous and humble. They did not show their unhappiness because of the accident, which also gave the county leaders a good impression.

The father and daughter of the Zhao family and Tian Jianjun returned to the village in a commercial vehicle from the village. The head of the village also talked to them about the development of the village in recent years.

After a few polite words, Zhao Qingyi asked Tian Jianjun: "How is your grandpa and grandma?"

"Okay, it's tough."

Although Zhao Jing had done psychological construction, he was still a bit embarrassed. The township chief did not mention offending people. People in the village know that Zhao Jing left Tian Qingqing behind. After so many years, with Tian Qingqing's death, Zhao Qingyi's departure gradually subsided. It reappears under people's attention because Zhao Qingyi is famous.

Zhao Jing said: "Good health is the most important thing."

Nearly an hour later, the car that picked up people from the village arrived at the village, and when it was about to reach Tian's house, I heard firecrackers set off outside.

In Zhao Qingyi's heart, 10,000 heads of grass mud rushed past, and Zhao Jing was only calm.

The road at Tian’s gate was too narrow for the car to reach, so I stopped at the station in the village and saw a group of people outside waiting to see the monkeys.

Zhao Jing couldn't help thinking that he had just gone to the countryside to jump in when he was young. When he came to this village, when he got off the tractor, there were so many people outside.

Everyone opened the door and got out of the car. The reporters from all walks of life who stepped on it a little earlier shot wildly, and the people in the village shouted and applauded.

She is no longer the original owner, the ridiculed child has no father, as long as she is strong enough, no one can insult her.

Tian Dafu and Li Chunhua's wife, Tian Jianjun's wife Zhu Xiufang, cousin Tian Junhua, and cousin Tian Zhaohua also returned from the city after only a week of class because of the National Day.

Zhao Qingyi only wore the simplest white T-shirt and a pair of light blue jeans, with white canvas shoes on his feet. When he walked out of the car, he felt glamorous and extremely foreign.

Tian Dafu and Li Chunhua didn't dare to recognize each other, but Zhao Qingyi ran over and grabbed their hands and said, "Grandpa, grandma, I'm back."

Zhao Jing was always uncomfortable under the eyes of everyone. It was Zhao Qingyi holding his hand. Zhao Jing overcame the psychological barrier and yelled as he did more than ten years ago: "Dad, mom, haven't seen me in more than ten years. I." Come back with Yiyi to see you guys."

Tian Dafu scolded him more than ten years ago as not being a human being, but in the past ten years, his daughter has died, his granddaughter is so old, and he has grown into a talent. His heart is full of mixed flavors, and he can't help wiping a tear. Did not say.

Tian Jianjun said: "Let's go home first, Yiyi and the others are also tired."

Zhao Qingyi also took Li Chunhua's hand and walked home, and Zhu Xiufang walked over and said: "Yiyi is really a female eighteenth change, becoming more and more beautiful."

"Aunty, you are as young as before."

Zhu Xiufang was a bit awkward at first. Back then, she asked to take part of Tian Qingqing's compensation for the funeral. Originally, the Tian family wanted to leave the tens of thousands of dollars to Zhao Qingyi. The Tian family was too difficult at the time, and Zhu Xiufang was selfish.

Zhao Qingyi sent money to the Tian family all these years, which reminded Zhu Xiufang that she felt like a bully in the past, and she was worried. Seeing Zhao Qingyi's brilliance, although she dare not get close, Zhao Qingyi's attitude shows that she is generous and tolerant, and there are some things she didn't care about in the past.

But when he arrived at the door of Tian's house in a while, Zhao Qingyi waved his hand to the reporter who was following him to say goodbye, and the family went in under the crowd of villagers.

After six or seven years, the mud room of the Tian family has also undergone a certain transformation, which is much better than before Zhao Jing and Zhao Qingyi left. Everyone took their seats in the living room. Tian Junhua and Tian Zhaohua served them tea and fruits. Li Chunhua and Zhu Xiufang went to cook.

Zhao Jing looked at Tian Junhua and Tian Zhaohua, and said with a smile: "These are Junhua and Zhaohua, are they both so big?"

Tian Jianjun smiled and said, "You still gave them their names."

Zhao Jing smiled slightly and said: "When I left, Junhua was four years old and Zhaohua was two years old. Zhaohua will just be called uncle."

Tian Dafu took the cigarette and said, "I don’t want to investigate the past. We are also climbing those things and voluntarily looking for sins. You are good to your daughter. I don’t beg you for anything else. We didn’t look for them. You, I don’t want to find you now. I just miss my granddaughter. Qingqing went early. She is just such a daughter."

Tian Dafu wiped a tear, and Tian Jianjun said, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Jing thought of the past and thought of Tian Qingqing, who had become a white moonlight in his heart, and couldn't help but choke.

Zhao Jing said: "I always feel sorry for Qingqing in the things that happened back then. In those years, I didn't dare to think about it. I was responsible for making things out of control. I have to bear the greatest responsibility. Now Qingqing is gone, I I just want you and mom to be healthy and enjoy more blessings. This is also Yiyi's wish."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Grandpa, I also think that my father is at fault, but he dares to come here now. I think according to my mother's temperament, she knows well and will rest in peace. That is Dad's fault, and it's not like the people of the times. Normal feeling? How many outstanding people can transcend the commonplace and the normal feelings of the times? How many people broke their wives and treachery in that era, and their lives were so skinny. And how many people at the bottom forget themselves once the money is in their hands. Who is it? Dad is still willing to look back at his past, right or wrong, and a conclusion, he is already a middle-class person. Grandpa, I am willing to wait for Dad, he can become a better person."

Tian Dafu said: "You are the daughter of the Zhao family anyway, and of course you are focused on your dad."

Zhao Qingyi smiled lightly: "That's not because my mother is gone. If my mother is there, I must be facing her. If my mother is not there, I will still be facing my mother."

Tian Dafu sighed: "Forget it, I won't talk about your dad, can you? It's just...you and your dad come to the countryside, your stepmother and grandma will not embarrass you?"

Zhao Jing said: "I have been divorced, and my dad is also divorced."

Zhao Liwei had been separated for a year and was forced to divorce by law. The Siheyuan gave Zhang Man to Zhang Man. Zhang Man used to bother him because of this. She was tired of tossing herself, and then slowly took a break.

Tian Jianjun wondered: "What age is General Zhao and is still divorced?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Grandpa is also seventy-eight."

Tian Dafu said: "I still have to toss at this age. How can I make it without a wife by my side?"

Zhao Qingyi laughed and said, "I don't know the right old lady either..."

Zhao Jing coughed, Zhao Qingyi rubbed his face and smiled, and said, "Cousin, you accompany me to the room and give a gift."

Although Tian Zhaohua hasn't seen her for many years and the other party is not what he used to be, a bit shy, but the two of them often slept together in the past.

When Zhao Qingyi and Zhao Jing came over, the Tian family also cleaned up two wing rooms, one was the wedding room where Qian Tian Qingqing and Zhao Jing lived, and the other was a utility room. Zhao Jing stayed in the original room temporarily, and Tian Zhaohua let out his room for Zhao Qingyi to stay temporarily.

...

Zhao Qingyi asked her cousin and cousin to help her salute. After returning to the room, she opened the box and took out the gifts one by one.

Tian Zhaohua said: "You have brought so many things again, and you have sent a lot of things during the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Qingyi took out a set of clothes to Tian Zhaohua, and said, "I bought it in Australia, see if you like it or not."

Although Tian Zhaohua was moved, he squeezed his fingers and said, "Wait, Dad will tell me to take your things."

Zhao Qingyi said: "You haven't graduated, so I will take care of you. After you graduate, I won't care about you. How does it feel to go to university?"

Tian Zhaohua was admitted to a teacher training school in the city. She pouted and said, "That's it. Classes every day are similar to high school."

Zhao Qingyi said: "You are studying Chinese language and literature and don't have mathematics. You should be able to improve your grades, and then you will be promoted to a bachelor's degree."

Tian Zhaohua sighed: "You said...you give me one-tenth of your math level, and I don't want to be like that. My parents always tell me."

Tian Junhua smiled on the side and said: "If you want me to say that Yiyi will give me one-tenth of his sports talent, I will be admitted to the sports school."

Zhao Qingyi laughed and said: "Don't think about these impossible things. Say yes, study hard and learn some skills, so that you can live a good life in the future. You have not learned the skills, don't blame me for not helping you in the future. Although Uncle is a bit stricter, his concept is not wrong."

Tian Junhua said: "You taught us when you were so young."

Zhao Qingyi knew that Tian Junhua went to a second-level school. He used to ask him to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination in the letter. If he could read it out, she would be able to help in the future.

Zhao Qingyi said: "It's not for your good."

Zhao Qingyi gave Tian Junhua a set of guidance books for postgraduate entrance examinations, which she picked out in Beijing, and Tian Junhua's psychological pressure increased.

...

In the evening, the family sits at a round table for dinner. The atmosphere is pretty good. If Tian Dafu doesn't mention the things of the year, Zhao Jing will not be embarrassed. He can still get used to the scene when he has been an educated youth.

After the meal, Zhao Jingcai talked about the tomb sweeping tomorrow.

Aunt Zhu Xiufang said: "I have prepared all of this. It will be fine to take the sacrifice tomorrow."

Zhao Jing said, "Thank you sister-in-law. Actually, Mom and Dad, I also thought about moving Qingqing’s tomb. I would buy her a cemetery in the suburbs of Beijing. From now on, Yiyi and I will also be able to worship Qingming and Winter Solstice. After all, Yiyi is her only daughter."

Tian Dafu took a deep breath and said, "People are dead. These things are not so important anymore."

Tian Jianjun looked at Zhao Qingyi: "Does Yiyi want to move the tomb?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "I didn't approve of it. After all, the fallen leaves return to their roots. This is my mother's hometown. But here, my mother has no children. Even if my uncle would help, it's not the same thing. I think my mother wants me too. This daughter can personally visit her grave every year, and she can also look at me."

Tian Junhua thinks how well the cousin said something so gloomy.

Zhao Qingyi wanted to move the tomb not to agree with Zhao Liwei's idea, but to feel at ease.

Worshiping the ancestors was originally the responsibility of the children, just as Wu Zetian asked the courtier about Li Chu's matter and the courtier answered her: No nephew has always worshiped his aunt.

And when she becomes more famous, will Tian Qingqing's tomb become a scene in this village, or every time a country woman sees her tomb, she will mention the things she failed to climb up to Zhao's home?

Zhao Qingyi always felt that, in fact, the society in the countryside was more harsh on a poor woman who was abandoned by her husband. It’s not the daughter who misses the most for mothers? She is now Zhao Qingyi, her daughter.

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