Return To 1977 Chapter 1024: The young boy left home and the boss returned
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The Toyota Crown car did not go to the small western-style building, but went straight to the main entrance of the Hong family's old house.
Because according to Hong Yanwu, the whole Hong family, old and young, were all placing offerings in the old house.
If you want to go to Xiaoyanglou, you will inevitably have to be polite for a long time, or you may miss the good time to worship your ancestors.
Having finished the business, it’s not too late for everyone to chat.
When the time comes, we can sit together and talk in a down-to-earth manner.
This is indeed the truth, and Hong Yankang had no objection after hearing it.
So twenty minutes later, he came to the door of his ancestral home again.
But this time, the Hong family's door is open, and he will obviously not repeat the embarrassing situation of being unable to enter in front of De's family.
What’s interesting is that they got off the bus.
The majesty of the Crown Car and Hong Yankang’s attire inevitably attracted onlookers from nearby pedestrians and neighbors across the street.
Just hearing people whispering, the news about the Hong family actually became more sinister.
"Where do these people come from? Look at that white top hat. They are really cool. Isn't it a little Japan?"
"No, it's not like that. The Japanese are short. I look like the Nanyang tycoons from the Philippines, but why don't they have a civilized stick..."
"Hey, isn't this family a high-ranking official? Why do they still have overseas connections?"
"Tsk, look at what you said, people can live in such a house without having anything..."
And the most amazing thing this time was that no one recognized Hong Yankang anymore. It was the person who knocked on the door not long ago.
However, Hong Yankang couldn't care about this. He was full of eagerness to enter the house.
I even couldn't hold back my temper anymore. I couldn't wait for Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan to catch up, and they were the first to rush through the courtyard gate.
Home is home, it is real and not imaginary.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the old house, a smell of wood and moisture rushed towards him.
This smell was so familiar to him. It blew on his face, like rubbing tiger oil on his temples, making him lively.
This is what he wants. This is what he has been looking forward to for so many years.
As soon as he walked through the shadow, the oncoming brick shadow wall touched the emotions in his heart.
This is the place he has dreamed of countless times over the past decade or so.
He stroked the screen wall a few times with great pleasure. He was delighted that the wall was intact and felt that it was like a truly loyal friend who had been standing here waiting for him to come back.
When he strode to the Weeping Flower Gate, he saw Li Fu standing in front of the four green doors.
But even though he was greeted by a real old friend this time, he almost didn't recognize him.
Thirty years have passed, and the most astute and flexible leader of "Yanmei Building" has changed from what he used to be.
The gray hair and wrinkles on his face have revealed the vicissitudes of life.
After entering the second door, Hong Yankang was pleasantly surprised to find that the outer courtyard where the Hong family used to entertain guests was actually more beautiful and more impressive than what he remembered when he was a child.
The beams, brackets, eaves, doors, windows, and imitation columns are all gorgeous and exquisite, just like a newly built mansion.
It was not at all the desolate scene he imagined with half the wall collapsed and wormwood everywhere on the roof and under the house.
From Li Fu's words, Hong Yankang learned that this was actually the result of Hong Yanwu.
While being greatly surprised, he couldn't help but admire this younger brother even more.
As the only person in Changfang who can handle practical matters, of course he understands very well.
Repairing an old house to such a good level is definitely something that can only be done with money.
There are too many things to worry about here. It is really a big project that consumes energy and is prone to criticism.
If it were up to him to do it, he wouldn't even be sure it would be like this.
The facts before us are enough to prove that Hong Yanwu not only has the ability to do things, but also has love for his family and filial piety to his parents.
In addition, Hong Yanwu was always humble, smiled slightly, and was not arrogant at all.
This made him even more fond of this younger brother, and he loved him deeply.
Regardless of the fact that they have only known each other for less than twenty-four hours.
Unknowingly, Hong Yanwu was in his heart, and he had gone through several stages from a blood brother, to a generous and interesting brother, to a capable, generous and interesting brother, to a fully trustworthy and capable brother. change.
From this moment on, he would no longer treat Hong Yanwu as an ordinary young man, but as a person who could discuss household matters, foreign affairs and other major matters on an equal footing.
He sincerely felt that it was not only a blessing for the Hong family to have such descendants, but also a blessing for the entire Hong family.
Of course, in this situation, there is no room for him to praise this outstanding younger brother.
Because the group of people went through a side door together and soon entered the inner courtyard of the Hong family.
This was the residence of Hong Yankang's grandfather, and it is where the ancestors are worshiped today.
From a distance, Hong Yanwu could see all the doors of the main room open, and inside were the tablets of the ancestors of the Hong family enshrined in front of the hall.
On a large altar table in front of the memorial tablet, there are not only three main offerings: fish, duck, and hot pot.
There are eight other dishes on both sides, and wine cups and chopsticks are placed, just like when he was a child, he used to worship his ancestors.
The Hong family never made do with such a scale of sacrifices, even during the fall of Peiping.
Seeing their arrival, Hong Yanzheng and his wife immediately came over from the house with a group of young people and children.
Even Mr. and Mrs. Hong, Lu and Cheng stood up from their seats and walked to the steps.
The strange thing is that although it is the first time to meet Hong Yanwen and Hong Yanru.
But under the magical effect of genes, Hong Yankang recognized them effortlessly.
He took a few steps forward and excitedly took the hands of his two younger brothers and sisters. They also smiled and took his hand.
Although they haven't had time to say a word, they can feel the emotions being conveyed to each other.
For this reason, Hong Yankang couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
This is not because he is sensitive or fragile, but because he really cannot leave his old family and has deep brotherhood.
No one knows that he has been away from Beijing for more than thirty years and has lost the protection of his grandfather and mother.
How sad and lonely it is to be overseas, and how eager to regain this kind of mutual help and love without utilitarianism.
Compared with the wealth he possesses, his home in Beijing is really a precious emotion that remains out of reach deep in his heart.
Today is definitely of special significance!
The young man left home and the boss is back!
As a descendant of the Hong family who has been away from the capital for thirty-six years, he finally returned to his hometown and stepped into his childhood home!
At this moment, Hong Lucheng on the steps looked at his watch, nodded, and Li Fu shouted beside him.
"The towering trees must have their roots, and the water that embraces the mountains must have their sources. Today, Sun Hongyan, the 11th eldest son of the Hong family, has fallen leaves to search for his roots and returned to the family. It should be worshiped by him."
"The auspicious time is approaching. Please arrange your clothes and clothes, everyone is in his place, and stand solemnly."
"Hong Yankang, please come forward, the sacrificial ceremony will begin soon..."
As soon as these few words were said, the whole place suddenly became less noisy.
And Hong Yankang's heart trembled even more.
With a burst of sourness and melancholy, he took off his hat, bowed seriously and said "yes", and then led the way to the front of the hall.
At this moment, by coincidence, under a clear blue sky with passing clouds, a pair of swallows flew back to the swallow's nest under the "ancestor hall" of the Hong family.
The big swallow folded its wings "fluttering", and soon the "chirp" of the little swallow sounded in the nest.
There is no doubt that this wonderful combination of "waiting for food" is really unpredictable and profound, and has an indescribable emotion.