Liuyang Xingzong Family Love Prose

After participating in a calligrapher’s social event in Jiangxi, I wanted to transfer to Liuyang for a visit when I returned, so I sent a message to Youding: Is it okay to come to Liuyang from Jiangxi via Zhuzhou? Because I had to catch a train early the next morning, I went to bed without waiting for his reply.

The desire to go to Liuyang has become a knot in my heart. Every time I meet a member of the You Ding clan, I give them a warm invitation. They belong to the same province and are all descendants of the You family, so they should have made the trip as soon as possible. However, the affairs were complicated and entangled, and in the end they failed to realize their wish.

At around 6 a.m. on October 20, in the waiting room of Yichun Station, I saw a message from You Ding at midnight last night: Very welcome. It just so happened that Taiwan Juxian, Shenzhen Zhangzhou, and Changsha Jianwu clans were also here. When I was about to arrive in Pingxiang, I received another message from him, saying that they had gone to his hometown and that the Zhuzhou Jianguo Congress would come to pick me up at the station.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Jianguo called and I was informed that I would be off the bus in a few minutes. As promised, Jianguo picked me up at the entrance of China Merchants Bank in front of the train station. I felt deeply guilty because Jianguo's good friend had a baby and made full-moon wine at noon. In order to send me to Liuyang, he only sent me a red envelope but failed to attend the banquet.

It was already 12:30 noon when we arrived at You Ding’s hometown. The autumn breeze was blowing and the green bamboos were dancing. After we shook hands with Ju Xian, Zhang Zhou, Jianwu and You Ding and other clan members, we sat around a round table and ate authentic Liuyang local dishes. Braised pork and steamed fish are filled with the delicious aroma of Liuyang's famous black bean sauce and spicy sauce; dried bamboo shoots and vegetables are filled with the pastoral fragrance of the mountain village... Of course, what makes people feel more at this moment is the rich flavor. Strong blood and family ties.

After dinner, we took a short break and drove on the cement mountain road winding among the clouds. When parking the car, there was a newly built two-story small building and an earth bungalow that had seen vicissitudes of life deep in the mountains. You Ding said, this is the place where he was born and raised.

During the Qing Dynasty, grandma took her father and climbed the post road on the top of the mountain from Liling to settle here. You Ding also said that he is a true child of a mountain person, and the mountains raised him, so he always wants to do something for the depths of the mountains, even though they are the only family named You in this village.

So, he found the leader of the city’s transportation department. We obtained hundreds of thousands of yuan to extend the road into the mountain into the village, and the village did not spend a penny to build the road. Looking at this sturdy Youjia clan member, I felt the spirituality and perseverance deep in his heart.

Because the International Fireworks Festival was held in the city, we were worried about traffic control and could not enter the city. After drinking Kung Fu tea brewed with water from Sanlun Mountain Spring, we set off and circled down the mountain back to Youding’s residence in the city. .

The dinner was invited by Clan You Chongming and was held at the Liuyang River Liquor Building. All the Liuyang clan members who could come came, and more than 10 people gathered together. The atmosphere was like a family celebrating a festival, with delicious food, frequent cups, laughter and family affection.

I was already 70% drunk, and my clan members knew that I could do graffiti and calligraphy, so I went to the Jianming clan clan’s house to drink more wine, spread paper and splash ink. Although it is difficult to write a perfect work with a pen and paper used by children, I still expressed my gratitude to the relatives for their hospitality through my pen tip.

I don’t know whether it was because I drank too much while writing or because I was tired from running around for several days in a row. I was confused as to why I returned home in Youding.

It was my cell phone alarm that woke me up. I took it over and saw that it was 7:30 in the morning on October 21st. Although my head is a little dizzy, I don't like bed love. When I got up and walked to the living room, Juxian and Jianwu were drinking tea and chatting. You Ding went to work, and Jianguo and his wife rushed back to Zhuzhou because they had to go to class.

We woke up Zhang Zhou and went to have breakfast together. When we arrived at the large restaurant on the first floor of the Friendship Hotel, there were only steamed buns and porridge. Seeing someone cleaning the kitchen, we wanted to buy some rice noodles and noodles. The chef said that this is a government canteen, and the municipal party committee and government have clearly stipulated that breakfast will not be served after eight o'clock.

Since I had to have some oil and water for breakfast to satisfy my stomach needs, Juxian and the others had no choice but to accompany me to find a breakfast restaurant. After walking for a kilometer, I saw a place to eat rice noodles next to the avenue. After eating, Jianwu and I went to pay the bill, but the Juxian clan had already arrived first. I'm thinking that only when people know etiquette can they be virtuous. Juxian and the others came all the way to Hunan as guests. Although they didn’t have much money, as Hunanese we didn’t pay attention to the details, so we should have violated the courtesy of the landlords.

When I returned to my residence, I packed my luggage and prepared to go back to Shuangfeng. Jianwu said that You Ding didn't disturb me when he saw me sleeping when he was at work, but he told me that he would not leave until I watched the fireworks show.

It was a kind invitation to stay again. If I persisted in my opinion, I would feel that it would make people feel a little angry. So he calmed down and got involved in the deep affection of Liuyang clan members.

The scenery of blooming fireworks blended with the strong blood and family ties, and we spent a pleasant and unforgettable sleepless night.

The morning light brings people the freshness of a new day. At 8:40 in the morning, Clan Smart drove a seven-seater high-end Mercedes-Benz to pick up Ju Xian, Zhang Zhou, Jianwu and me to see his Dayao construction site. Dayao is a wealthy town in Liuyang City with an annual output value of more than 500 million yuan. Because Li Tian was born here in 601 AD, fireworks were born and are now famous all over the world.

Although I am a journalist, the main reason I came to Liuyang this time was to visit relatives and ask about my ancestors. Although Jianwu repeatedly asked me to write about smart relatives, in the car I even said that I could write " "The Road to Smartness", but smartness is very low-key, so it is difficult for me to conduct in-depth interviews as a reporter.

While talking, I learned a little bit about the smart clan’s entrepreneurial history. This 50-year-old member of the You family was an official in the forestry department earlier. After joining the sea, he worked as a driver, started a clothing business, and opened a leather clothing factory. It was his current municipal garden that finally stabilized him and made him a rich man. .

The landscaping from the Dayao Expressway intersection to Dayao Town, as well as the newly built Litian Garden Plaza, are all smart construction sites. He said that the annual output value here alone is more than 20 million yuan, but it is only a quarter of what he did in Liuyang Municipal Garden. However, I also remembered the future development plan of the smart clan: first build a nursing home in my hometown, and then build the Youjia ancestral hall there.

Near noon, Congming took us to see the thousand-year-old temple - Shishuang Temple. Of course, the more important thing here is the Black Goat Base. For lunch, we tasted the Liuyang delicacy of the pure black goat that had just been slaughtered and was included in the "Chinese Goat". We cleverly joked: "Although it is a home-cooked dish, it is not a feast without wine." So, we opened the Two bottles of "Liuyang River" wine were poured into the cups one by one.

Speaking of "Liuyang River Wine", Yang Shi, who once performed the legend of "Cheng Men Li Xue" with You Zuo Gong, was then the magistrate of Liuyang River, spoke highly of it and wrote "Drinking Alone on the Huaihe River" Poem: "The late rain washes away the light dust, and the sky is light and the clouds are floating. The night is new. Thanks to the good flavor of Qusheng, there is no need to invite three people to the moon." However, I did not dare to drink more because I had to rush to Changsha in the afternoon. Back to Twin Peaks.

The journey back was very smooth. At 4:40 pm, when I got on the last bus from Changsha to Shuangfeng, I felt calmer. Of course, this does not mean that I have completed my trip to Liuyang, but it has increased my nostalgia for this hot land. Because here, the ancestor of the world-famous fireworks was born; because here, the all-powerful founding fathers were born; because here, the migration footsteps of the You family were once preserved... Now here, I I made a voice from the bottom of my heart: "A trip to Liuyang is about family ties. Although it is only a short visit, I will remember it in my heart forever."

Thank you, my blood relatives - Liuyang, Hunan Travelers!