Chapter 1856: : Little Granddaughter Yang Coffin

Xiliang Village is still the small village on the outskirts of Qingshan that is about to be demolished.
It has been more than half a year since the government issued the demolition notice.
The old man Wang, the head of the village, witnessed with his own eyes that the once lively village has become such a desolate situation now.
But with those words, Old Man Wang was not at all sad.
As long as the resettlement houses are settled, all villagers can take the huge amount of demolition funds that they could not earn in their lives, live in big houses in the city, and lead a better life.
This kind of good thing can only be rejected by a fool.
However, the only thing that made Old Man Wang feel uncomfortable was that as long as the big bulldozer came into the village and started to break the ground.
The ancestral grave near the village on the west side of Xiliang Mountain will also be moved with it.
to be frank.
The old man Wang wanted to move people, not his grave.
I don’t know how it was passed down. The ancestral tomb in Xiliang Village is a geomantic treasure that is rare in a thousand years. It is said that the ancestors buried here, and the descendants of the descendants, also had emperors.
Only later, the emperor who did not know which life came out to move his ancestral tomb, did not turn Xiliang Village into a scenic tourist area of ​​royal tombs.
For this argument, Old Man Wang is very convinced.
Who dares to say that their ancestral grave is not good?
If it's not good, can you wait for the demolition?
Can the children in the village become the second generation and the third generation?
Therefore, the old man Wang really didn't want to move his ancestral grave.
I filed an application a long time ago and made a small request to the government to keep the ancestral grave.
Whether this request has been approved, Old Man Wang doesn't know.
He just saw that the resettlement house was about to be completed, and when it was time to move out, the government still didn't reply, and he was worried.
Even if it doesn't work.
You can give us a true letter so that we can give up.
Anyway, Old Man Wang has been the village head for decades, and he is still an old party member, and he will not do things that embarrass Guojian.
But if you don't say anything, it's too much noise.
The old man Wang wondered if there was a leader above who had different opinions on the ancestral grave of Xiliang Village.
Well, there must be a disagreement.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be stuck with an old man in the village for this little thing.
From this point of view, this is because there are leaders from above who are willing to call the shots for our farmers, thinking about keeping the ancestral grave.
That is a good thing.
We have to find a way to help the leaders share their worries and unify their opinions.
Therefore, Old Man Wang began to look for villagers from house to house, jointly write an application form, and then submit it to fight for it.
This can be regarded as seeking peace for the ancestors and peace for the younger generations.
But this joint application is being processed, and Old Man Wang feels that something is wrong.
So there are always some foreigners who run into this village twice in three days?
At the beginning, he was a young guy who obviously looked like a native of northern Xinjiang.
When he came, he was carrying two boxes on his back, and he asked the old man Wang to inquire about Xiliang Mountain.
The big mountain was right in front of him, and the young man could not see it.
The old man Wang didn't scold him on the spot because he was in a good mood.
He took his finger down the road and saw that the young man entered the mountain, and Old Man Wang felt that something was wrong.
We are not about regional discrimination or anything, mainly because that young man looks like a ghost and doesn't look like a good person. Reminiscing about the saying that there are many thieves in northern Xinjiang, Old Man Wang kept his eyes on him and climbed up the hill to wait to see when the kid would come out.
This wait is from early in the morning until dusk.
The young man finally came out.
It turned out to come out of a large swath of wild mountains and forests on the east side of Xiliang Mountain.
The east side of Xiliang Mountain is inaccessible. Since the birth of Old Man Wang, no one has been there.
The main reason is that the mountains are complex and the jungle is densely covered. No one dares to enter.
This young man in northern Xinjiang, all right.
People who are unfamiliar with the place, have been in the wild forest all day, and can still find the way back, this is amazing.
It's just that there were originally two boxes on his body, but there was only one left?
Watching the other party leave, Old Man Wang couldn't understand what he thought.
Suspected that the kid had stolen some valuable property, and found a place to bury it as a treasure.
However, there is no way to bury it in a barren mountain. Besides, there is no saying that half of the baby is buried.
Forget it, no matter.
Anyway, everyone was gone, and he didn't do anything shameful in the village. He, the head of Xiliang Village who was about to survive in name, was worried about what he was doing.
But the more Old Man Wang didn't want to worry about it, the more things looked for him.
Within two days, another outsider found here.
Just ask if you have ever seen a person from northern Xinjiang come here.
What is the status of Old Man Wang? That is the village head, who has been doing revolutionary development work for decades. At this time, he can't see the strangeness of things, and he will not survive now.
Facing two guys who were obviously not like good people, he shook his head and said that he had never seen them.
The two of them didn't talk much, holding their mobile phones and taking pictures of the entire Xiliang Village and Xiliang Mountain, they left.
The old man Wang was confused.
Didn't they find someone? Why did they take a landscape photo?
For this, I wondered all night.
When the sky turned around, it was again early in the morning, still here at the head of the village, two more people found Old Man Wang.
Those who came this time, Old Man Wang didn't dare to neglect.
The person holding the work permit is a state department worker from Beijing, who specializes in investigating criminal cases.
After repeatedly confirming that the documents were true, the old man Wang faced the two small leaders from the capital, and he absolutely knew everything.
What should be said, what should not be said, everything is said.
I also applied to the two small leaders. Could you please send me a message to the Qingshan City Government to let Xiliang Village keep the ancestral grave?
The two little leaders agreed very well.
Old man Wang is also very happy.
After the little leader is gone, he is busy with the joint application form.
He traveled all over the village again.
Of course, I also saw a new tenant in the rented house at the western end of the village.
The tenant of this family is definitely someone who admires the old man Wang.
An old man took two granddaughters, who were twin granddaughters.
The granddaughter is beautiful, in her twenties, like a fairy walking out of the painting.
The old man is even more powerful, with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, full of energy, like an old god.
The old man Wang felt ashamed of standing in front of others, and he dared not say anything. He only knew that his family was staying here temporarily.
Anyway, there are more tenants temporarily living in Xiliang Village, and the old man Wang is not checking the household registration, so he can't control so many.
Besides, he was too busy to keep his ancestral grave.
There is no time to pay attention to these people.
After finally finishing the joint application, hurriedly ran to the municipal government and submitted it.
Old man Wang felt that his heart was half down.
Think about it, there is an application form from the villager, and two small leaders in the capital are helping to hand over it.
As a result, it turned around.
The people from the city's demolition office took a big notice and stuck it on the wall of the old man's house in the village.
After the old man Wang saw clearly what was written on the notice, he almost fainted.
"Notice of the Demolition Office of Nanshan District Government of Qingshan City:
For all tombs located in the vicinity of Xiliang Mountain, the family members will move to the funeral home in Nanshan District within three days, and the government will allocate special funds to purchase the cemetery and replace it.
After three days, if the people have not been relocated, the demolition office will arrange a special person to cooperate with the police department and the funeral department to assist in the relocation.
Thirty days later, Xiliang Village broke ground.
If there are no graves found at that time, the police will intervene to find family members and deal with them in accordance with the national uniform funeral management regulations.
Those who violate the regulations will be fined up to 5,000 yuan.
Villagers of Wangxiliang Village actively cooperated. "
Large notice paper, short and clear content.
At the end is the red seal of the District Administration Demolition Office.
Seeing this, can old man Wang be annoyed?
He felt that it was the two little leaders from the capital who passed the words up wrong.
Otherwise, how could such a result come out.
The ancestral tomb that didn't need to be moved, in a blink of an eye, it won't work if it doesn't.
How the villagers laughed at the old man Wang was "carrying his daughter-in-law on the kang in the dark at night-busy working", this is all secondary.
The key is that the boss has already issued an order to relocate, so move quickly.
Every family rushed to tell each other, ask the master to count the days, and find the monk and Taoist priests to save their ancestors.
A series of preparations for moving the tombs are done.
On the second day after the demolition notice came down, the entire Xiliang Village was completely lively.
Thousands of villagers from Xiliang Village gathered in the ancestral grave on the west side of Xiliang Mountain, and there were many outsiders who rented here to watch the excitement.
The frowning old man, after having to accept the reality, threw a handful of yellow paper into the sky, clapped his hands, waved his shovel, and was the first to excavate his ancestral grave.
No one can say how long Xiliang Mountain has existed.
In the past, there was no such thing as a cemetery property right.
For generations, the ancestors of the villagers have buried their ancestors in the drawn boundary.
It's clear who is whose family.
Of course, there are also the kind of waste tombs that have not been cleaned for many years, and that are people who have gradually cut off offspring.
There are even heads of graves who don't even have tombstones. I don't know who belongs to them for a long time, let alone who is buried underneath.
The villagers can’t control or dare to control those graves.
Just wait for three days, then send someone from above, let's talk about it.
The whole process of moving the tomb was a mess, but it didn't seem too messy.
Old man Wang is old and has not done much rough work for many years, and he is also in a bad mood. After digging a few times, he was so tired and panting. He threw the shovel in his hand to his elder son, and ran to the top of the mountain with a cigarette in his hand, sulking all alone.
Just halfway through the cigarette, he suddenly turned his head.
I saw the fairy family rented here in the west end of the village, an old man and two granddaughters.
Seeing this family, Old Man Wang's eyes were a little confused. He smiled and nodded as a greeting. He hurriedly reached out and took out the crumpled cigarette box, thinking about handing a cigarette to the old man.
But halfway through his hand, he stopped.
As I said earlier, that old man with white eyebrows, white hair and white beard, is like the old man in the Journey to the West TV series.
Can such a person smoke his five-dollar box of cigarettes casually?
Thinking of this, Old Man Wang wanted to withdraw his hand.
Unexpectedly, the fairy-like old man on the opposite side grabbed a cigarette before he stopped.
"My brother, thank you. My granddaughters take care of me strictly and never let me smoke, but it's depressing to break me. Trouble, let's take another fire."
The words of the fairy-like old man turned out to be so grounded.
Wang Lao Han immediately felt comfortable all over, and he was not too restrained. While handing the lighter over, he smiled and said, "Brother, you guys, then I'm more comfortable. I'm not afraid of your jokes. Look at your grandpa and grandson. This temperament, tusk tusk, unlike ordinary people. I was embarrassed to talk before. Hey, after that, what do you call it?"
"Haha, brother, you really praise people."
The fairy-like old man chuckled, and gave his hand to the old man slightly, saying: "The old surname is Yang, who lives in Xichuan.
This is my granddaughter, Yang Feifei.
That is my little granddaughter, Yang Gugu. "
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