Wang Yao didn't say anything. He lowered his head and ate melon seeds. Seeing this, his family did not continue to dwell on this matter.
New Year's Eve dinner was a reunion dinner.
They stayed up for the New Year and ate dumplings.
For the past few days, Wang Yao rarely slept at home.
The next morning, after getting up, he first paid New Year's greetings to his parents and sister, then to his neighbors and relatives in the village. It was already noon by the time he finished his visit. After lunch, Wang Yao went up the mountain again with a big bag in his hand. There were meat dishes and dumplings in it.
Seeing him go up the mountain, the dog and the goshawk were very happy.
The dog wagged its tail and circled around him. The goshawk also flapped its wings happily.
"You know I've brought you delicious food, don't you?"
Wang Yao poured the food into two bowls.
"There's meat and dumplings here. You probably don't like garlic and wine."
He did not care whether the dog and the goshawk understood or not. When he was serving them rice, he smiled and spoke.
After preparing the food for them, he walked around the mountain again. After watering the medicine field, especially the few slow growing licorice roots, he went down the mountain again.
When he returned home, there was nothing to do. He lay on the kang and watched TV. He used his mobile phone to surf the Internet and chatted with his family. Before he knew it, it was dark again. Time passed so quickly. That night, Wang Yao did not go up the mountain.
The next day, according to the customs of the village, they went to the tomb to worship the ancestors.
Wang Yao's grandmother passed away a few years ago. His grandfather passed away a little later and was buried on the mountain in the east of the village. Early in the morning, Wang Yao's two uncles returned to the village from outside with their family. Every year, they would come back on the second day of the New Year to visit the tomb and have lunch at Wang Yao's house.
Shanglin.
On Dongshan Mountain, there were two tombs where the deceased ancestors were buried.
Burning paper.
Holding a memorial.
Setting off firecrackers.
They hoped that they would have a better life on the other side. They hoped that they could bless future generations with peace and success.
This was a beautiful kind of sustenance and hope.
After visiting the graves, the families gathered at Wang Yao's house for lunch.
Wang Yao's father had a total of four brothers. However, his second uncle had passed away a few years ago due to myocardial infarction, even earlier than his grandfather. It was a classic case of a white-haired man dying before his own. This was also the biggest reason for his grandfather's death. He couldn't bear the blow of his son's death. His second aunt remarried with her child. Since then, she had less contact with him and their relationship faded. A few years ago, his cousin would still call during the New Year and come back every year to pay respects to his father. However, in the past two years, not only did he not come back, he did not even call twice a year.
Wang Yao had seen his father take the initiative to call his cousin and hang up after saying a few words.
"He's become a member of another family!" This was Wang Yao's mother's evaluation.
That cousin, Wang Yao often played with him when he was young. He was a person who didn't like to talk but was somewhat stubborn. The last time they met was three years ago, also during the New Year. He had come back once, and the two of them had a few words. However, they were no longer as close as before.
As they were far away, their relationship faded. He didn't know what it would be like when they met again in a few years.
Wang Yao's Third Uncle and Youngest Uncle both liked to drink. Wang Yao's house now had some good wine. As the New Year approached, Tian Yuantu, He Qisheng, and Wang Mingbao all sent good wine.
Wang Yao's father and the other two drank and chatted.
"I'm not going to work in the factory next year. I'm going to start a small business."
The one who spoke was Wang Yao's Youngest Uncle. He worked in an agricultural machinery factory. In the first few years, the work was quite tiring. However, the company later raised funds to invest. A few years later, the company's owner was kind enough to raise the capital and interest by nearly 20 times. As a result, he made a small fortune. His life also improved, and his ideas jumped out. Seeing that other people were making money quickly by doing business, he was a little envious.
"I think you're doing well in the factory," Wang Yao's father said after a moment of silence.
"I only earn two to three thousand yuan a month. It's not enough to spend." His Youngest Uncle took out a Yuxi cigarette from his pocket.
"Three thousand yuan is not enough to smoke Yuxi cigarettes," Wang Yao said to himself.
"I want to do barbecue. I've already chosen a place," Wang Yao's Youngest Uncle said.
Barbecue was very profitable. Think about it, half a kilogram of pork was less than 15 yuan, but barbecue could be sold for nearly 30 yuan. However, in business, it depended on the person. Some people earned what they did, and some people lost what they did.
Hardworking, active, and knowing how to give up small profits, small business may not be better than small business!
"I think it's good for you to work in the factory honestly," Wang Yao's Youngest Aunt said.
"You know nothing!" His Youngest Uncle glared at his wife.
"Think about it carefully. Business is not so easy to do," Wang Fenghua said.
"I've asked around. The cost is not high. It's just renting a place. If you do well, you can earn more than 100,000 yuan a year!" Wang Yao's Youngest Uncle said excitedly.
Yes!
Wang Fenghua did not say anything. He just sighed slightly.
Wang Yao's Third Uncle was a man of few words. He wore glasses and looked very gentle, but his head was very bald. He was 40 years old this year, but he did not have a child. He had seen a lot of places, but it was not effective. This was also the worry of the husband and wife.
At noon, there was a little too much wine. Whether it was his Youngest Uncle or his Third Uncle, it was obvious that they were drunk.
"Why don't you leave the car here and let Yao drive you?"
"No, it's okay!"
No matter how Wang Yao's family persuaded, his two uncles insisted on going back. His Youngest Uncle drove a van, and his Third Uncle rode a motorcycle.
The two of them staggered on the road. Just by looking at the car, one could tell that they were drunk.
"It's like this every time!" Zhang Xiuying said.
"Yao, follow them and see if there are any problems." Wang Fenghua was still worried. He told Wang Yao said.
"Okay." Wang Yao drove and followed them. His Youngest Uncle and his Third Uncle lived in different places in Lianshan County.
After drinking, they drove and rode very fast. This made Wang Yao worried about them. It was not good for anyone to have an accident. It was not only one person, but a family!
Fortunately, there were no problems along the way. His two uncles and family members returned home safely. Wang Yao also drove home.
"They have all gone back?" As soon as they entered the door, Wang Yao's father asked. After all, they were brothers. Although he was a little angry, he still cared about them.
"Yes, they have all gone back. It's okay. Don't worry!" Wang Yao smiled. He knew that his father actually cared about his two uncles.
"That's good."
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