Chapter 774
Two days later, Wang Dachui was executed. No one from the Wang family showed up, so Su Miao took out his ashes as his stepdaughter.
At the same time, the temporarily stored willow catkins were also taken out, and the staff of the funeral home looked at her with sympathy.
Su Miao knew what they were thinking. A young girl came alone to collect the ashes of her two closest relatives, who were the victim and the murderer. The scene was really too weird.
The small urn was heavy, so she wrapped it in black cloth, folded it together and put it in her arms.
As I walked out of the funeral home, the August heat wave hit me.
Little Fatty's car was waiting outside, shining brightly under the scorching sun.
Seeing Su Miao coming out, he hurriedly got out of the car, opened the trunk, and asked her to put the urn in.
He handed her a bottle of freshly bought iced mineral water. The condensed water droplets on the bottle dripped onto the back of Su Miao's hand, making her shiver with cold.
Su Miao nodded, opened the car door and got in.
The car was very quiet, with only the low hum of the engine.
They drove out of the city, and the asphalt road gradually turned into a concrete road, and then into a bumpy dirt road.
The trees on both sides are getting denser and denser, and the sunlight shines through the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Finally, we parked the car at the foot of a small hill, took the ashes and shovel, and headed into the deep mountains and forests.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on, the weeds were taller than the ankles and pricked the calves, making them itchy.
The little fat guy walked in front, carrying two urns on his back, with steady steps.
He stopped at a sheltered valley, put down the urn, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This place is backed by a mountain wall, with a small open space in front. The wind blows through the woods, making a rustling sound, and a few birds singing in the distance make the forest seem even more quiet.
"Miao Miao, this is it. I've been here before. Huang Qigong said that it's difficult for them to have a good rebirth if they are buried here, but they can bring blessings to their descendants. Let Liu Xu do something for you one last time."
Su Miao held the shovel and stepped down hard with the first shovel.
The shovel was inserted into the soil, bringing out the smell of damp earth mixed with the smell of rotten leaves.
The two of them worked hard for half an hour and finally put the two cheapest black plastic urns into the deep hole together.
Su Miao placed the two boxes side by side, took a look at them, and then reached in with a shovel to push them closer together, almost sticking them together.
There was no grave, no tombstone, and no incense. When the soil was finally sealed, Su Miao threw down a yellow talisman, covered the soil to the same height as the flat bottom, and tamped it solid. Su Miao also jumped over and stepped on it.
I thought to myself, "You owe me this. Since you two are so compatible, let's continue to be together, no matter life or death, let's be entangled together."
After dealing with it, the fat boy picked up two shovels and took Su Miao out of the mountain.
The wind blew through the woods again, picking up a few fallen leaves and sending them swirling away into the distance.
The sunlight passed through the treetops and fell on Su Miao. The cleaned silver bracelet on his wrist reflected a little light, which was very similar to the silver light that swayed on his grandmother's wrist when she sat in the yard.
The forest behind me returned to silence, as if no one had ever been there.
At the end of August, Su Miao and his father were about to leave Yongcheng again.
Su Miao is going to report to the Ministry of Culture. For the next few years, Beijing will be their permanent residence.
Because of the convenient flight, Su Yuanzheng can travel between the two places frequently, but Su Miao can no longer return to Nancheng to live permanently during the winter and summer vacations like before.
Under the guidance of her predecessors, she quickly became familiar with the work of the unit and used the knowledge she learned to make her own contributions to cultural relics protection and cultural promotion.
As time goes by, she still contributes to magazines in her spare time, but with a broader vision, the content of her contributions is more diverse.
In 1994, in the "Illustrated Guide to Chinese Folk Customs" section, she introduced the Zhuang folk song culture and attached exquisite photos of bronze drums, allowing more people to understand the rich and colorful ethnic culture.
After the article was published, it caused a great response.
Many readers have developed a strong interest in Zhuang folk song festival culture and have written to the magazine for consultation.
The direct benefit brought about by this is that the well-known "Wu Yue" clothing shop has received many orders for improved versions of Zhuang clothing.
Asibe happily sent a whole set of exquisite custom-made clothes to Su Miao. The clothes were made with the unique batik technique of the Zhuang ethnic group and were embroidered with exquisite hydrangea patterns. They were comfortable and beautiful to wear. Paired with a full set of silver jewelry, she was able to shine in the subsequent National Day parade.
From June to July of the same year, the flood season hit Guangxi. Rare torrential rain and floods caused several major cities to suffer varying degrees of flood disasters.
The TV was showing images of the disaster area, with muddy floodwaters submerging familiar streets.
In response to the call of the Chamber of Commerce, "Su Ji" donated 100,000 yuan, and Su Yuanzheng was also awarded the title of "Model Private Entrepreneur".
In September 1995, the World Conference on Women was held in Beijing, and government agencies conducted intensive English training. Su Miao was glad that she did not neglect this part after graduation, and she was able to use it with ease.
As a young cadre of the Ministry of Culture, she participated in the work of receiving foreign guests and accompanying folk culture exhibitions.
During the conference, Su Miao received many international female scholars.
They were full of curiosity about China's folk culture and kept asking Su Miao questions.
Su Miao patiently answered their questions one by one and took them to visit the folk culture exhibition.
Su Miao was deeply inspired by his exchanges with these international scholars.
They talked about the inheritance and development of traditional handicrafts. Many scholars believe that if traditional handicrafts want to survive in modern society, they must take the path of commercialization.
This made Su Miao start to think about how to bring the traditional Zhuang handicrafts of his hometown to a broader market.
In the mid-1990s, citizens had an increasing demand for computer knowledge, and newspapers became the fastest way for people to obtain Internet knowledge.
In 1996, University B established an online computer library center, through which people can retrieve the latest data and information from all over the world through the Internet.
At the same time, the number of domestic Internet users is also growing rapidly. "Intel" has become the most trendy thing in the minds of young people, and it has also become the most difficult phenomenon to understand for the older generation.
By the end of the year, the number of domestic and international Internet users reached 20,000. Su Miao also contacted the companies his father met at the Canton Fair through email on the Internet, and successfully completed the first export order for "Su Ji".
Although it is only a small order of soft ginger candy exported to Southeast Asia, it is also a new beginning and means that domestic private enterprises are gradually connecting with the international market.
The days passed quietly in the vigorous development and prosperity. The whole country was like a train that had entered the right track, rushing forward regardless of everything, leaving behind an exhaust fumes that was hard to dissipate.
It was not until February 1997 that a bright light went out, leaving some people confused again.
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