Chapter 144 After returning to the rental house after the worship, the father and daughter looked at the table...
After returning to the rental house, the father and daughter looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the house deed and passbook on the table.
"Dad, what is this?"
"It's the house your grandfather gave me."
"What about this passbook?"
"We've lost contact over the years, and your second uncle didn't know when we'd be able to return, so he rented out the house. This passbook contains the rent."
Xu Heye looked at these two things and felt that human nature was too unpredictable.
She knew exactly how her father went to the countryside. She originally thought that her father's stepfather's family was as difficult as the Dong family, but - after her stepfather was rehabilitated and returned to the city, he took great pains to prepare a family business for his stepson.
The two families had been out of touch for so many years, but my second uncle did not embezzle the property. He even took the trouble to help rent out the house and saved the rent he collected. He gave it to my father as soon as the two sides reunited.
Xu Hui looked at Xu Heye: "Heye, Dad wants to go see your two grandfathers and your grandmother and burn incense for them. Do you want to go with me?"
"Go, of course we have to go." Xu Heye stood up, "Dad, let's go now."
"Okay." The father and daughter went to buy incense, candles, and paper money, and then went to pay homage to Xu Heye's grandmother and two grandfathers.
First go to the cemetery, where my grandmother and step-grandfather are buried.
However, the two were not buried together. My grandmother had her own grave, while my step-grandfather was buried with his original wife as agreed. This was decided when his original wife passed away.
Xu Hui had no objection, after all, his mother herself didn't care about it.
Wang Mei knew about this agreement when she married her step-grandfather, but she didn't care. After all, she married Lao Ji just to live together. She didn't think about whether she loved him or not, or whether he would be buried or not.
Who knows what it's like after death? Once you close your eyes, you don't know what happens after death. So what difference does it make whether you're buried together or not?
Maybe she didn't want to live with Lao Ji at that time!
As for being buried with her ex-husband, she had never thought about it either.
After her ex-husband died, he was buried in the Xu family's ancestral tomb. If she was buried with him, she would have to deal with the Xu family in the future as a ghost, which she was not happy about. Apart from her ex-husband, she didn't like anyone in the entire Xu family. They were a bunch of inhuman things!
Furthermore, even if she wanted to be buried with her ex-husband, the Xu family would not agree. So when she was alive, she had agreed that after her death, she would have a separate tomb and she wanted her ghost to live alone.
While burning paper, Xu Hui talked about these old things with his daughter.
Xu Heye looked at the faded inscriptions on the tomb and imagined the grandmother she had never met.
My second aunt said she was gentle and kind, and a great cook. My father described my grandmother as free and easy, playful and lively.
My father looks like my grandmother, with a small round face, fair skin, big eyes, curved eyelashes, and dimples when he smiles. The more Xu Heye thinks about it, the more familiar he feels.
Xu Hui looked at his daughter and smiled, "He Ye, everyone says I look like your grandmother, but you are the real one." A man and a woman can look the same, but their faces are still different. But his daughter truly looks like her grandmother.
Only then did Xu Heye react.
How can it be so familiar?
It turned out that what she was thinking about was her own appearance.
After burning incense and clearing the fallen leaves and weeds on the tombstone, the two went to pay homage to their step-grandfather.
Xu Hui looked at the tombstone, knelt down and kowtowed three times, "Father, I'm back."
"Thank you for your concern. Don't worry, if you need my help in the future, I will definitely not refuse."
As usual, he cleared the fallen leaves and weeds on the tombstone. After the incense and candles burned out, Xu Hui looked at his daughter and said, "He Ye, let's go."
After leaving the cemetery, the two took three buses and rode for two hours before finally arriving at their grandfather's hometown. Before going up the mountain, Xu Hui went to a nearby farm tool store to buy a hoe.
My grandfather died early and had no tombstone. Twenty years later, the entire cemetery has changed.
If it weren't for the tall persimmon tree on the grave, even Xu Hui, the biological son, would not be able to find where his father's grave is.
The grave was covered with weeds, a thick layer of green and yellow weeds, which showed that no one had taken care of it in recent years.
Xu Hui silently pulled the weeds on the grave.
He is actually a very unfilial son. Over the years, only when his mother was still alive did he often follow her to burn incense for his father.
Later, I went to the countryside, and it was not easy to come back. Every time I came back, there was something to do, so I didn't think about visiting my father's grave. I only offered simple sacrifices in front of the tablet in my hometown of Hucheng during the three festivals every year.
They were so far away, and he didn't know if they could receive the incense, candles, and paper money he burned.
Xu Heye could see her father's sadness, but she said nothing and just accompanied him to pull out the weeds. After pulling out the weeds, Xu Hui used a hoe to dig some new soil on the ground next to it to cover it.
After tidying up the grave, Xu Heye asked, "Dad, what kind of person was my grandfather?"
Xu Hui shook his head. "To be honest, I don't know him either. When your grandfather passed away, I was only three years old and I don't remember anything. I just remember one year, when it seemed like it was snowing, a tall man held me and bought me a candied haws on the street."
"I took a bite and the candied haws fell to the ground. I cried so hard, and he picked it up and said it could be eaten after washing. He washed it with hot water, but the sugar coating was washed off, and it tasted sour and astringent, not sweet at all."
"I asked him to buy me another one, and he agreed," Xu Hui said with a sigh. "Unfortunately, he passed away not long after. After all these years, all I have left of my father is this candied haws fruit that I haven't eaten yet."
As for Wang Mei, she rarely mentioned her ex-husband in front of Xu Hui. She had remarried, and constantly mentioning his biological father in front of her son would only make it more difficult for him to integrate into his new family.
Xu Hui said this in a flat tone.
Xu Heye knew how sad her father was.
When he saw her holding her child while buying candied haws, you could tell that her grandfather was a father who loved his son very much.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll make you a candied haws when I get home."
"Okay, then Dad will rely on you." The father and daughter smiled and extinguished the candle, then went down the mountain.
Back in the city, Xu Heye did what he said.
In addition to hawthorns, she also bought grapes, pears, and apples. Unable to find bamboo skewers, she went to a food stall and ordered some barbecue. She then washed the bamboo skewers, boiled them in water, and used them again.
Peel and dice the pears and apples. Wash and peel the grapes, then skewer them on clean bamboo skewers. Add rock sugar and water to a syrup, pour it over the skewers, and freeze them in the grocery store freezer for half an hour.
When night fell, Xu Heye returned to the rental house with a handful of candied fruits.
"Dad, here are your candied haws." She handed the bunch of candied haws to her father, "Try it and see how it tastes!"
Xu Hui looked at his daughter's bright eyes and felt warm in his heart. He took the candied haws and took a bite.
Very sweet and delicious.
What his biological father had failed to do was accomplished by his granddaughter decades later.
The candied haws were ready, and Xu Heye's cooking enthusiasm was high. The next morning, she went to the market and bought a cured duck. She planned to make a replica of her grandmother's eight-treasure duck while her father was still alive.
After working for two days straight and ruining three cured ducks along with several ingredients, Xu Hui finally couldn't bear it anymore and bought a train ticket to return to Jiangxi Province.
Before leaving, Xu Hui was still telling the child, "He Ye, you can't be too ambitious when learning to cook. Eight Treasure Duck, a classic Hucheng dish, is really too difficult for you.
Sometimes we should just give up and not fight to the death. As for you, study hard and run the factory well. As for cooking, Dad will learn it himself."
"When I learn it well, I'll make it for you."
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