Xiliang village is still a small village in the suburb of Qingshan which is about to be demolished.
It has been more than half a year since the government issued the demolition notice.
The village head, Wang Laohan, has witnessed with his own eyes that the once bustling village has become such a desolate place.
But still that sentence, old man Wang is not sad at all.
As long as the resettlement house is settled, all the villagers can take the huge amount of demolition money that they could not earn in their whole life, live in the big houses in the city and live a better life.
Only a fool would refuse such a good thing.
However, the only thing that made Wang feel uncomfortable was that as long as the bulldozer came into the village and began to move the soil.
The ancestral tombs on the west side of Xiliang mountain, near the village, will also be moved along with them.
To be honest.
Wang Laohan wants to move, not to move the grave.
It is said that the ancestral Tomb of Xiliang village is a rare geomantic treasure land for thousands of years. It is said that the ancestors buried here and the descendants also had emperors.
It was only later that the emperor, who did not know which life he would come out, moved away his ancestral tombs, so that Xiliang village did not become a scenic spot for royal tombs.
For this statement, Wang Laohan is very convinced.
Who dares to say that their ancestral graves are not good.
If not, can we wait for demolition?
Can the children in the village become the second generation and the third generation.
Therefore, Wang Laohan really didn''t want to move his ancestral tomb.
I made an application early and made a small request to the government to keep the ancestral graves.
Whether this request has been agreed or not, old man Wang does not know.
He was worried that the government didn''t reply to the resettlement house when it was time to move out.
If not.
If you give me a letter of approval, I will die.
At any rate, Wang Laohan has been a village head for decades. He is still an old Party member, and he will not make the national construction difficult.
But if you don''t say anything, it''s too noisy.
Old man Wang wondered whether there was a leader in Xiliang village who had different opinions on this matter.
Well, there must be disagreement.
Otherwise, he would not be stuck as an old man in the village for such a small matter.
From this point of view, this is that some leaders are willing to make decisions for our farmers and want to keep their ancestral graves.
That''s a good thing.
We have to find a way to help the leaders share their worries and unify their opinions.
As a result, Wang began to go door-to-door to find villagers, jointly write an application, and then report it to the higher authorities to fight for it.
This is also to seek peace for ancestors and stability for future generations.
But this joint application is being handled, and old man Wang feels that it is not right.
Why are some outsiders always running to this village in two or three days?
At first, he was a young man who obviously looked like the people of Northern Xinjiang.
When he came, he carried two boxes on his back and asked him about Xiliang mountain.
Such a big mountain is in front of us, and the young man can''t see it.
Wang Laohan didn''t scold on the spot, but he was in a good mood.
With the finger down the road, looking at the young man into the mountain, old man Wang felt wrong.
We''re not discriminating against the region. The main thing is that the young man looks like a ghost. He doesn''t look like a good man. If you think of the story that there are many thieves in Northern Xinjiang, old man Wang had a lot of heart at that time. He climbed up the mountain and waited to see when the boy would come out.
This is from the early morning to the dark day.
The young man finally came out.
Actually, it came out of the wild mountains and forests on the east side of Xiliang mountain.
There are few people in the east of Xiliang mountain. No one has been there since Wang was born.
The main thing is that there are no people in the jungle.
This North Xinjiang young man, OK.
If you are not familiar with the place of life, you can still find your way back after running in the wild forest for a whole day. That''s great.
It''s just that he had two boxes on his body. Why is there only one left?
Seeing the other side leave, Wang Laohan couldn''t understand how he thought.
If you suspect that the boy has stolen some valuable things, find a place to bury it as a treasure.
However, we can''t bury them anywhere in the barren mountains. Besides, we don''t have to bury half of the treasures.
Never mind.
In any case, people have left, and there is no shady business in the village. He, a village head of Xiliang village, who is about to die in name, worries about what to do.
But the more he didn''t want to worry about it, the more he looked for it.
Within two days, another stranger came here.
He asked if he had ever seen a man from northern Xinjiang coming here.What''s the identity of old man Wang? It''s the village head. He has been working for several decades in the revolutionary development work. At this time, we can''t see what''s wrong with him. He can''t live till now.
In the face of two obviously not good guys, he shook his head and said he had never seen them.
The two men did not speak much. They took pictures of the whole Xiliang village and Xiliang mountain with their mobile phones and left.
Old man Wang is confused.
They didn''t ask someone to come. Why did they take pictures of the scenery.
For this, I was puzzled all night.
When the sky turns around, it''s early morning again. At the head of the village, two more people find old man Wang.
I dare not neglect the old man this time.
People with work cards are state department workers from Beijing, who are specialized in investigating criminal cases.
After repeatedly confirming that the documents were true, Wang Laohan absolutely knew everything and said everything in front of the two leaders from the capital.
What should be said should not be said, everything has been said.
Can you send a message to the Qingshan municipal government to let Xiliang village keep the ancestral graves.
The two leaders agreed very well.
Old man Wang is also very happy.
After the small leader left, he was busy with the joint application.
He went all over the village again.
Of course, I also saw a new family of tenants in the rented house at the west end of the village.
The tenants of this family are definitely the people who make old man Wang look up.
An old man with two granddaughters, or twin granddaughters.
The granddaughter is beautiful, in her twenties, like a fairy coming out of the painting.
The old man is even more powerful, with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, hale and hearty, and like an old fairy.
Old man Wang felt that he was ashamed of himself when he stood in front of others. He did not dare to say anything. He only knew that the family lived here temporarily.
Anyway, there are more temporary tenants in Xiliang village. Old man Wang is not checking his household registration. He can''t manage so many.
Besides, he was too busy to keep his ancestral tomb.
There''s no time to take care of these people.
Finally, I finished the joint application form and rushed to the municipal government to submit it.
Old man Wang felt that his heart was half lost.
If you think about it, there are village people''s application forms and two Beijing leaders help to deliver the words. This is not as difficult as Chengdu.
As a result, it turned out.
The people who came down from the demolition office in the city took a big notice and pasted it on the wall of the old man''s house at the head of the village.
When Wang saw what was written on the notice, he almost fainted.
"Notice of demolition office of Nanshan District Government of Qingshan City:
for all tombs located around Xiliang mountain, the family members will move to Nanshan funeral home by themselves within three days, and the government will allocate special funds to purchase cemeteries for replacement.
Three days later, if not, the demolition office will arrange special personnel to cooperate with the police department and funeral department to assist in the relocation.
Thirty days later, construction began in Xiliang village.
If there is no tomb, the police will intervene to find the family members and deal with it according to the national unified funeral management regulations.
Those who violate the regulations will be fined up to 5000 yuan.
We hope that the villagers of Xiliang village will cooperate actively. "
Large notice paper, short and clear content.
At the back is the red seal of the district government demolition office.
See these, Wang old man can not be angry?
He felt that it was the two small leaders from the capital city who delivered the wrong message.
Otherwise, how can such a result come out.
The ancestral tombs that we didn''t have to move. In a flash of time, we can''t do it without moving them. Who should we talk to.
It is of secondary importance that the villagers joke that Wang Laohan is "carrying his daughter-in-law on the Kang in the dark night --- busy working blindly".
The key is that the leader has ordered to move, so move quickly.
Each family and household tell each other, please count the date, find monks and Taoists to surpass their ancestors.
The preparations for a series of earth moving tombs have been done well.
The next day after the demolition notice came down, the whole Xiliang village was thoroughly lively.
Thousands of villagers from Xiliang village gathered in the ancestral tomb on the west side of Xiliang mountain, and there were many outsiders living here to watch.
Wang Laohan, with a sad face, had to accept the reality. He threw a handful of yellow paper into the sky, clapped his hands, and waved his shovel. He was the first to dig his ancestral grave.
It is not clear how long Xiliang mountain has existed.
In the past, there was no claim of cemetery property rights.
For generations, the villagers buried their ancestors in a well-defined boundary.
Who belongs to whose family is clear at a glance.
Of course, there are also those graves that have not been cleaned up for many years. They are families that have gradually lost their descendants.There is also a grave head who has no tombstone. He has no idea who belongs to his family or who is buried under it.
Those graves are beyond the control of the villagers and dare not.
I''ll wait for three days. I''ll send someone from the top.
In the whole process of moving graves, there was no chaos.
Old man Wang is old and hasn''t done much rough work for many years. He is also in a bad mood. After digging a few times, he was very tired and panted. He threw his shovel to his eldest son and ran to the top of the mountain with a cigarette in his mouth. He was sulking all alone.
The cigarette just half smoked, suddenly turned his head.
See the Village West End rent here, an old man and two granddaughters, that fairy family.
Seeing the family, old Wang''s eyes were a little confused. He nodded with a smile as a greeting. He was busy reaching out his crumpled cigarette box and trying to pass a cigarette to the old man.
But when he reached half his hand, he stopped.
As I said earlier, the old man has white eyebrows, white hair and white beard, and is like the emperor in the TV series journey to the West.
Such a person can smoke his five yuan box of cigarettes at will.
Thinking of this, old man Wang wants to take back his hand.
Who knows, opposite that fairy like old man unexpectedly before he stops, snatched to take a cigarette.
"Thank you, brother. My two granddaughters are strict with me and never let me smoke. I''m depressed. Please give me another light. "
Fairy like old man, open mouth to speak out, unexpectedly is so grounded.
Old man Wang felt comfortable all over and didn''t have much formality. He handed the lighter to him and said with a smile, "brother, I''m much more comfortable with your voice. I''m not afraid of your jokes. I''m not like ordinary people. I was embarrassed to talk before. Well, what do you call it? "
"Ha ha, my brother, you really flatter people."
The old man, like an immortal, was smiling, and the old man of the king Dynasty bowed his hand slightly and said, "my surname is Yang. I live in Xichuan.
This is my granddaughter, Yang Feifei.
That''s my little granddaughter, Yang coffin. "
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