Qiongyao Hometown Tour

The name of Qiongyao Lanzhitang is Chen Shijiji, her nickname is Fenghuang, and her ancestral home is Lanzhitang, Zhajiang, Hengyang County. Born in Chengdu, Sichuan in 1938, he followed his father Congheng to Taiwan in 1949. By 1989, he had been away from home for 40 years.

Wandering Heart—Journey to Qiong Yao’s Hometown (Part 1)

1. Heading to Hengyang every day

Qiong Yao finally returned to her hometown of Hengyang.

"Endless nostalgia, endless nostalgia, and I hope that in the near future, all nostalgia and nostalgia can be written off together." This was the nostalgia expressed by Qiong Yao when she first visited mainland China in 1988. It was around 5 pm on May 6, 1989. The car of Qiong Yao and her husband, Mr. Ping Xintao, was parked in front of the Yancheng Hotel where they were staying. Waiting for her were her cousins ??Chen Zuxiang, Chen Jichun (the author), cousin Chen Shiwei, cousin Chen Lijun, relevant government leaders and hotel staff.

Qiong Yao has curly hair and a face with oval seeds. At 51 years old, she looks much younger than her actual age. Ouyang Changlin, who accompanied Qiong Yao and was called "Hunan Mule" by Qiong Yao (Hunan Radio at the time) A reporter from a TV newspaper and now the director of the Department of Radio and Television) ran up to us. After finding out our relationship with Qiong Yao, he introduced us to Qiong Yao. Qiong Yao led her husband Xintao to shake hands with her relatives one by one. The first thing she asked me was: "How many relatives are here in our Chen family? Are they all here?"

Her "Mandarin" with a slight Taiwanese flavor sounded affectionate and very cordial. . I told her: "We just learned about your arrival. Some relatives in Hengyang city have arrived, but many have not arrived yet. My hometown in the countryside doesn't know you are back yet."

At this time, Qiong Yao's cousin Wang Daixun, cousin Wang Daijie, nephew Tang Zhaoxue, niece Xiao Liu and others also arrived. Qiong Yao recognized her cousin at a glance, and the sisters hugged her, tears streaming down her face, and she refused to let go for a long time, crying excitedly. How could we not be excited? After 40 years across the Strait, this is the first time we are together in our hometown. Let go of the clinging face, hold each other's hand tightly, and look at each other with tearful eyes. The expression seemed to have returned to the situation forty years ago. When she was a child, Fenghuang (Qiong Yao's nickname) let her cousin hold hands while walking around Hengyang Street before going to elementary school. Within a year, little Phoenix's father, Chen Zhiping, was detained in Shanghai, and his mother, Yuan Xingshu, went away to teach. The care of little Phoenix and his younger brothers was left to his cousin who was acting as a trainee. Back then, my cousin, who was a youthful young lady, and my cousin, who was young and handsome, were both in their sixties when we met. When she went to Taipei, my uncle was still a baby in the cradle, so we met again at the age of forty. .

Qiong Yao said: "Let me tell you, I want to come back to see you. I miss you every day and miss my hometown."

"How to accompany the geese, heading towards Hengyang every day." Ouyang Xiu may talk about the joy of reunion, or express the sorrow of separation, which is so connected with the wandering Qiong Yao's heart.

2. People come with letters like wild geese in autumn

In the suite on the 6th floor of Building 3 of Yancheng Hotel where Qiong Yao and his wife stayed, relatives who had been separated for many years gathered together happily. Qiong Yao, who lives in a foreign land, and her relatives in her hometown are all looking forward to this day. The flesh and blood on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are of the same blood. "When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns home, the local pronunciation 'has' changed and his temples are fading. When 'relatives' meet but they don't know each other, they laugh and ask 'who are the generations in the family tree'."

My eldest brother, Qiong Yao’s cousin Chen Zuxiang (a volunteer soldier to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, was injured and had military exploits) once copied down the family tree related to Qiong Yao and sent a copy to Qiong Yao. Then he took out the same genealogy. A family tree unfolds before Qiong Yao's eyes. She looked at the family tree with the mentality of searching for her roots. Tracing back to the origin, the distant ancestor of the Chen family in Zhajiang was the magistrate of the Chen Dynasty who worshiped the Zhenwei general of the Ming Dynasty. He and Wang Chuanshan lived in seclusion in Yuxiu Village in Zhajiang after their failed rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty. Qiong Yao is the eleventh generation grandson.

Qiong Yao's grandfather, Chen Weizhi, served as the magistrate of Jiujiang, Jiangxi during the Qing Dynasty. Peng Yulin was also appointed as the general office of Jiujiang Shipyard, and he was an honest official. After Wei Zhi's death, the family fortune declined, and when her grandfather, my eldest uncle Chen Moxi, was born, the family fortune gradually declined. The eldest uncle was very smart since he was a child. He was trained as a private school teacher and could memorize everything he saw. In 1890, he was admitted to Lin Gong students in the rural examination and graduated from Liangjiang Excellent Normal School in 1907. In 1909, he studied in Japan and met Huang Xing. Huang Xing introduced him to Mr. Sun Yat-sen. In 1911, the First Uprising in Wuchang of 1911 was victorious. At the beginning of 1912 (the first year of the Republic of China), he returned to China with Mr. Sun. The following year, at the invitation of Huang Yue, a revolutionary from Hunan, he went to Qinzhou, Gansu (today's Shui City) to discuss the plan of rebellion. The rebel army overthrew the rule of the Qing Dynasty in Gansu in one fell swoop. Later, he was appointed as the director of the Education Department of the Gansu Provincial Military Government. In 1914, Yuan Shikai sold his country's sovereignty and defected to Japan in order to restore the imperial system. He abandoned politics and took up teaching, returned to his hometown in Hengyang, and taught at Nanlu Normal School. Sun Yat-sen established the Grand Marshal's Office of the revolutionary government in Guangzhou. He was called to Guangdong and briefly served as a consultant in the Generalissimo's Office. He also served as the county magistrate of Ningyuan County in Hunan and an adviser to the Northern Expedition Headquarters. He was an honest official and the people called him " He is full of righteousness and his sleeves are filled with fresh air." Qiong Yao's father, Chen Zhiping, was of the "Xiang" generation and his name was Chen Xiangjun. In 1949, he and his wife Yuan Xingshu and their children left their hometown for Taiwan (my uncle from Mexico and my father did not want to go to Taiwan, so the two brothers stayed in Hengyang). Her father is still engaged in education in Taiwan and is a professor at Taipei University and a famous historian. The ten volumes of "General History of China" edited by him have been unanimously recognized by experts and scholars in Taiwan and mainland China.

Qiong Yao herself belongs to the "poetry" generation, and her name on the family tree is Chen Shizhe. She was born in Chengdu, Sichuan in 1938. She followed her father Congheng to Taiwan in 1949. By 1989, she had been away from home for forty years. Listening to family members reminiscing about the past, looking at the family tree, and remembering her grandfather's achievements during his lifetime, she fell into deep thought, which only increased her respect for her grandfather.

"But" Qiong Yao said affectionately: "Grandpa has passed away long ago. It is a pity that we could not meet him in his later years, but the spiritual wealth he left behind is so much. "Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting things." She has been able to recite many poems since she was a child, and often uses one or two sentences at appropriate times. "Snow mud and claws" is a metaphor from Su Dongpo. I said: "Su also said: 'People are like wild geese in autumn and have faith when they come.' Last year you said you wanted to go back to your hometown to see, and sure enough you came back on time just like Hengyang wild geese. , really trustworthy."

Qiong Yao smiled, and so did Mr. Ping. The wife is happy and her husband is happy with her. Mr. Ping is a model husband. After going upstairs, before he could sit down for a while, he was called by "Hunan Mule" Ouyang Changlin to discuss the arrangements for the three days in Heng (actually it was an official arrangement). As soon as he returned, he brought cold drinks from the refrigerator for everyone to eat, including his wife. After finishing his work, he quietly sat down again and still listened quietly to his wife and relatives talking about daily life.

I don’t know who asked: "Qiong Yao, you didn’t go home to visit the mainland last year. Why?"

This question made Qiong Yao embarrassed. I said Qiong Yao has made it clear in her new book "The Endless Nostalgia" that decades have passed, do you still care about waiting one more year?

3. Green firs and green bamboos are Hengzhou

As soon as I mentioned Qiong Yao's "Continuous Cutting of Nostalgia", Xiao Liu, my daughter and Qiong Yao's niece, brought out a few copies Please ask Qiong Yao to sign the book "Cut". Qiong Yao's pen calligraphy is elegant and beautiful. Everyone and I praised it. She shook her head frequently and said that the calligraphy was not good. She was very modest, and then said to me, "I heard that Uncle Ji Chun, your poetry couplet calligraphy is very good, just like Grandpa Man." The Grandpa Man she said refers to my father. I have been influenced by my family since I was a child, and I just have some hobbies like this. She, Mr. Heping, loves collecting paintings, calligraphy and antiques. In 1986, when I heard that they were coming back, I wrote a few poems by Wang Tao from the Qing Dynasty: "Returning to the place where the head of Yanfeng Peak is broken, the green firs and green bamboos are Hengzhou." I originally wanted them to be hung in the study for people to see. It feels like I have been living in my hometown forever, but before I could wait, some old gentleman "looked" at the calligraphy and left. After signing Xiao Liu's name, she unfolded the family tree. She said she wanted to find out everyone's generation, lest she make "mistakes" in calling her elders. We reported our names and generations, and she carefully searched for the names on the family tree, asked us to "check them in," and wrote them down in the blank spaces of the family tree. There were so many people present that she couldn't remember. Twenty years ago, when I turned 40, I was eleven years younger than her. She accidentally called me by my youthful appearance. When I felt it was wrong, I smiled apologetically and said, "You see, I always say 'you, you'. I forgot to call 'Uncle Ji Chun' again."

My eldest brother and I are older, so Qiong Yao asked us to sit on the sofa with her and talk. For the rest, please feel free to sit down. Everyone talked to each other about the life of Uncle Mexico in his later years, which was what Qiong Yao was most concerned about. In fact, my eldest uncle lived quite well in his later years, working for relevant departments, but he lived in Lanzhi Villa for a long time and earned a monthly salary of nearly 100 yuan (which was considerable in the 1950s when prices were low). When he passed away in 1960, the country was facing a huge natural disaster, with a severe shortage of supplies. He had not endured much hardship, but he was taken care of by the government, and there was always a planned supply of pork (a delicacy at the time) and other supplies. The old man lived a simple and philanthropic life. He often gave some planned pork and part of his salary to his neighbors. He was highly respected and loved by the masses. If you are in poor health or have any difficulties, there are always relatives and enthusiastic neighbors to take care of you.

I remember that my father often went to Uncle Mexico’s villa. I was still young at that time, and my father took me with him almost every time. I called Uncle Mexico because he was the eldest. My father's name is Chen Shaoli, he is good at writing and has been a literary official for a long time in his life. He and his uncle followed Mr. Sun Yat-sen together, and he was his true secretary. Although my eldest uncle is very old, he is still busy writing. Sometimes his manuscripts are drafted by my father, and most of his manuscripts are copied by my father. I naturally have to do the ink research at home or in the villa. Manuscripts such as "The History and Graves of Chuanshan's Former Residence" and how to protect Xiangxi Thatched Cottage were submitted as proposals to the Provincial People's Congress. Due to a rush for time, my eldest uncle did not let my father take the manuscript home (the villa is two miles away from Yuxiu Village, where my family lives). , to ask his father to submit a written statement on the case. Two writing brushes and one inkstone increased my "workload". My two little hands kept grinding in turns, and my hands became sore, and the supply of sharpened ink was still in short supply. I was not yet in school at that time, but under the influence of my father and uncle, I was already literate and practicing calligraphy. Once I was doodling on paper and heard my uncle and my father talk about his Taiwanese sons Kikuchi and Zhiping brothers, and what "phoenix" they were. I asked if the phoenix was a bird and whether it could fly. The uncle said that the "Phoenix" can fly and can fly up here. The eldest uncle's study was on the second floor. Being naive and naive, I thought that there was really a phoenix flying outside the building. Little did I know that the eldest uncle was referring to the Phoenix (Qiong Yao) that had flown to Taiwan Island. You can imagine how deeply the elderly uncle misses his separated flesh and blood. More than thirty years later, the phoenix finally flew back, not to the study room, but to the grave.

On April 9, 1989, she started her second trip to the mainland. She visited Beijing, Xi'an, Luoyang, Changsha, Zhangjiajie, and finally returned to Hengyang.

When she opens her mouth, she has to deal with a lot of people to talk to. When people entered the hotel, they didn't even bother to wash their faces. In order to let Qiong Yao and his wife rest, everyone stood up and left. But her couple wants to treat everyone to dinner at the hotel.

Wanderer’s Heart——Journey to Qiong Yao’s Hometown (Part 2)

IV. Jingwei will sincerely fill the trench

When dining, Qiong Yao and his wife are very particular about their seniority. I must let my uncles sit at the guest table. The eldest brother must make Qiong Yao and his wife sit at the table. My niece Lijun and I support my eldest brother’s opinion. Dai Xun, Dai Jie, and Zhao Xue are Qiong Yao's supporters. They were both humble and courteous, and they stood there for a long time. Or I thought of a "crossing method" and let Qiong Yao and Uncle Xiang of her clan sit at the table, while Mr. Ping and I sat opposite each other, and then we finally sat down. Qiong Yao raised her glass and stood up, unable to restrain her excitement, and said: "Two uncles, cousins, cousins, and nephews, cheers to our reunion today after forty years of separation!"

Everyone stood up, let me The representative toasted: "To the 'new uncle' Mr. Ping and Miss Qiong Yao to return to their parents' home, and to the reunion of relatives on both sides of the Taiwan Strait after forty years!"

Qiong Yao and Mr. Ping are both very humble, and the round table can be rotated and folded. The food was very convenient, and the two of them took the lead and kept urging them to eat. Our bowls were piled high with vegetables, and we were advised to take turns. We all disagreed with this. Qiong Yao said: "It's not much to get together once every forty years to persuade people to cook." After consultation, the "patent" of Quan Cai was handed over to his nephew. She joked: "Zhao Xue, you are not young here, but you are the youngest. It's up to you to persuade the elders."

We have a hard time being the elders of famous people. Have fun. In "that era", just because we were Qiong Yao's relatives, the "political treatment" went from bad to worse, but no matter how much or how severe we suffered, we did not dare to tell her. The small sufferings and small joys we suffered might as well be humorous. I told her that once when I was buying books in a bookstore, a daredevil told her that I was Qiong Yao's uncle. When everyone heard this, they first raised their heads, then shook their heads, and some even said: "Bah! He is Qiong Yao's uncle? Let's take a look at the proof. Why should he be someone's uncle, fake!" Another time, Qiong Yao's famous work " "Outside the Window" was released in Hengyang and quickly became a hot commodity among young people. Bookstores were crowded with readers. My friend and I were also crowded among them. Seeing that there were not many books to read, the friend was afraid that he would not be able to buy one, so he had an idea and actually played the "Uncle Qiong Yao" "card". I don’t think it really worked, but we got a “priority”. Thinking of this interesting past event, when I had dinner with Qiong Yao for the first time, I was so excited that I couldn't help but praise her a few times. Then the topic changed and I asked her if she was interested in returning to her hometown to film TV or movies, or to invest in some industry. She said that she was very willing to come back to film, but there was no airport or highway in her hometown, and it was really inconvenient because she had too many outfits for filming. I remember that in September of the same year, she filmed the TV series "Six Dreams". Although she did not return to Hengyang, it was filmed in Changsha. Four months after Li Heng returned to Taiwan, our uncle and nephew reunited at the Rongyuan Hotel in the provincial capital. She gave me the computer and lighter she was using as a souvenir. I still treasure it today. , but what I treasure in my heart is what she said affectionately when she was toasting at the Yancheng Hotel dinner: "Cheers, I sincerely thank the readers and friends in my hometown, and I sincerely thank all my relatives in my hometown!"

The topic turned to her couple’s Crown Magazine and publishing company. They told me that the publishing company is a sole proprietorship with more than 60 employees (it is not a small family workshop as uploaded on the Internet now), and hundreds of types of books are published every year. Then Mr. Ping asked me if I had read "Crown Magazine" and invited me to go to Taiwan.

After dinner, I went to Hengyang Bus Station to contact the car for Qiong Yao’s entourage when she returned to Zhajiang to worship her ancestors the next day. I heard that the bus was chartered for Qiong Yao from Taiwan to go home to pay homage to their ancestors. The person in charge of the station was very enthusiastic and pointed at the hundred or ten buses for me to choose from. I told him that Wang Xiongfei, Director of the Municipal Government Reception Office (current Chairman of the Hengyang Municipal People’s Political Consultative Conference), personally inquired about the use of cars. He said that the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government require drivers of large and small cars to wait in the hotel overnight, and they are not aware of the condition of the cars. , Drivers have high requirements, and safety issues must be strictly controlled to ensure that everything is foolproof.

Qiong Yao’s trip to her hometown was scheduled for three days, and her time was tight. Her leaders did not arrange for her to meet with people from the literary and art circles in Hengyang City. She visited Beijing in 1988 and returned to her hometown in 1989. The Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles was always preparing to have a discussion with her. When I introduced the situation, Qiong Yao said: "My time is not at my own disposal. I deeply regret that I cannot get together with my colleagues in my hometown this time. I kindly ask Uncle Ji Chun to convey my apology and express my deep gratitude on my behalf. I will definitely visit my colleagues in my hometown next time I come back."

When Qiong Yao and his wife gave us souvenirs, I also prepared two strips of "Plum and Bamboo" traditional Chinese painting for her and her husband to replace the ones that were "looked at" in the past. The calligraphy of "Green firs and green bamboos" was given to him and his wife as a souvenir. Because I painted it myself, whether the painting was good or not, the couple were very happy and said: "We must treasure it well." The next day, her cousin Shihua also presented a calligraphy piece as a gift in return.

When I said goodbye in the evening, I conveyed the wishes of the leaders of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles and asked Qiong Yao to write an inscription for the bimonthly literary magazine "Literature World" sponsored by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. She happily accepted.

Before bidding farewell to Hengyang on the 8th, she asked me to forward the inscription to "Literary World". Unfortunately, I forwarded it to the person in charge of Literary World, but he looked unhappy and refused to accept it. This was obviously a misunderstanding caused by Qiong Yao's failure to attend the "symposium party". I still carefully treasure that piece of inscription.

This is what she wrote -

Readers of "Literature World":

I leave my love for my hometown,

May you all be happy forever hapiness.

Long after the incident, I was still thinking about why Qiong Yao couldn’t arrange for herself to participate in that “symposium and party”? That is not only a misunderstanding between people, but more seriously, it is a misunderstanding of "time and space" and a misunderstanding of "history". Late one Mid-Autumn Festival night, I walked alone on the bank of the Xiangjiang River in the dim moonlight. At that time, a popular "referendum" was blowing across the Taiwan Strait, and its intention was nothing more than to take advantage of the natural chasm on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and the water separating Jinou to cut off the long-standing Yanhuang bloodline. Will those "nostalgic" wandering hearts agree? Is there still a happy family relationship? Wouldn't "misunderstanding" happen again? Looking at the Xiang River, meditating, the moon in the waves, the heart of a wanderer... I seemed to have caught some inspiration. Returning to the study room of "Wuweixuan", I came across a poem:

Feelings about Missing Qiong Yao

The two sides of the Taiwan Strait share the same origin, making it easy to go boating. The sound of the mother of the Xiangjiang River calling for the oar is soft.

Nostalgia is difficult for old people to grow old, but the more love they have for their country, the more they will grow old.

The singing on the stage is off-the-wall, and the world is so scary that I will never return.

Dangerous as the natural chasm turns into a man-made chasm, Jingwei will sincerely fill the trench

The heart of a wanderer - a trip to Qiongyao's hometown (Part 2)

5. The feeling of being close to hometown is even more timid< /p>

In May, at the turn of spring and summer, the wind is warm and the sun is beautiful. Every plant and tree in Xixiang, Hengyang, is strange to Qiong Yao, yet amiable to her. Forty years ago, when she was a child, she would always ride in a sedan with her parents from Hengyang to Zhajiang. The mountains and rivers outside the sedan window were all dancing with joy, the birds were singing, and the winding paths were quiet and mysterious. These unforgettable scenes often come to mind like television. Today's mountains and rivers are still dancing happily and singing bird songs, and they are more refreshing and exciting, and even more enchanting and lovely. This subtle change in feeling was reflected on Qiong Yao's cheeks. The reason for this strange feeling should be the change between the "sedan age" and the "sedan age". This is inferred that Qiong Yao's psychology changed with the changes of time and space. During such changes, she and her husband, Mr. Ping, took a car together through the West Crossing and entered the Zhajiang River.

Zhajiang is the first town in Xixiang, Hengyang. It is located in the upper reaches of Zhanshui River about 60 kilometers northwest of the city. It has been an important material distribution center in the past dynasties. Before the road was built, water transportation was developed, and steamed water flowed into the Xiangjiang River, connecting Xixiang with materials and culture from the outside world. In the Qing Dynasty, Wang Chuanshan visited Zhajiang River many times, visited the Zhongwu ruins, and wrote a poem about it. Celebrities from all dynasties such as Liu Ba, a famous general in the Shu Han Dynasty, Peng Yulin, a famous minister in the Qing Dynasty, Zeng Xi, a great calligrapher and painter in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, were all born here. The three-character regular script of "Yuxiu Village" in our Chen Family Ancestral Hall was written by Zeng Xi.

Qiong Yao’s ancestral home, Lanzhitang, is separated by a mountain from Yuxiu Village, five kilometers northwest of Zhajiang. The land here is brownish red, typical of red soil hilly areas. In the old days, a stone road between Zhajiang and Lanzhitang was originally funded and built by the "Lanzhi Family" founded by brothers Weizhi and Hanzhi, the grandfathers of Qiongyao's grandfather. (Note: The ***he family refers to the entire Chen family in Lanzhitang. Regardless of whether they are at home or away, their income belongs to the public and is managed uniformly. They practice "family communism". This form of extended family has lasted for many years and is still a good story. ). Today, the stone road has become a road. This was specially built by the local government for Qiong Yao to return to her hometown to visit relatives and worship her ancestors.

At around 11 a.m. on May 7, the car arrived at Xinglong Primary School. As soon as Qiong Yao stepped out of the car, an elder sister-in-law enthusiastically handed a bowl of tea to her hand. She savored the tea from her hometown that she had not drunk for forty years. At the same time, a banner with large characters posted at the door of the classroom came into view: "A bowl of tea to the wanderer, the meaning is good and the water is sweet." It was almost noon and the temperature was relatively high. When the villagers saw that Qiong Yao and his wife were sweating from the heat, they handed them two cattail fans and they happily started shaking them. The school that was used to host Qiong Yao and his party was called Xinglong Primary School. It was originally a dilapidated school building. Before she returned to her hometown, she heard that the local area needed reconstruction but had no funds, so she generously donated all the expenses needed for the reconstruction project. After reconstruction, it was ranked first among the village-level primary schools in the county. The local government wanted to name the school after Qiong Yao, but Qiong Yao politely declined.

Qiong Yao and his party sat in front of the "coffee table" made of school desks, and met with village leaders and cousins ??Chen Zhen, Chen Zhongxian, Chen Jichun, Chen Shuxiang, Chen Jiuxiang, Chen Yuxiang, and cousin Chen Shiluo , cousins ??Chen Shixi, Chen Shihuan, Chen Shihua and other relatives gathered together. On this trip to the mainland, Qiong Yao originally arranged the first stop in Hengyang to visit tombs and worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival. Because it was the rainy season, road construction was difficult and progress was slow. In order to allow Qiong Yao to return home as soon as possible, the villagers raced against time, worked day and night, braved wind and rain to repair a 4-kilometer road and built an arch bridge. At the same time, a new road of about one kilometer has been built between Shibo Village Primary School in Guanbu Township and Lanzhi Hall, connecting it with another bus road. Qiongyao and his wife are very grateful for it.

The Chen Shiluo who was chatting with Qiong Yao turned out to be the "little Luo brother" who played games with her when she was a child. Now, with his hair dyed white by the years and wrinkles carved by time, it was clear when they first met. No longer dare to recognize each other. In 1988, before finishing his mainland tour, Hunan TV reporter Huang Zilin made a special trip to Qiong Yao's ancestral home, Lanzhitang, and his grandfather Moxi's cemetery to shoot a TV video. In the video, she saw the dilapidated ancestral home, her grandfather's pile of loess, and the young Luo brother who worked in the county tax bureau in front of her. At this time, Qiong Yao really wanted to hear him talk about the situation of her ancestral home and the repair of her grandfather's tomb.

However, "I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown, and I don't dare to ask anyone!" After all, she has fallen into the embrace of her hometown, immersed in the simple local accent and deep nostalgia.

6. Two lines of tears on the cheeks

At about 12 o'clock, Qiong Yao and his wife came to the grandfather's tomb to offer sacrifices, flowers and wreaths on behalf of their elderly parents in Taiwan. The master of ceremony started the memorial service and observed a moment of silence...

In addition to some relatives from Hengyang City who accompanied Qiong Yao to worship their ancestors, many relatives from their ancestral homes and those living abroad also came. There were even more local folks who came spontaneously and crowded the hills surrounding the Mexican cemetery, no less than 5,000 people. They welcomed Qiong Yao and mourned the sages of Mexico and Mexico. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Uncle Mexico served as a deputy to the First and Second People's Congress of Hunan Province, a researcher at the Hunan Provincial Institute of Literature and History, and a counselor in the Provincial Counselor's Office. Over eighty years old, he continued to do work that was beneficial to society and the people in his later years. As a people's representative, in addition to participating in congresses, he often wrote letters to governments at all levels in the name of a provincial representative, representing the people and speaking out and daring to make suggestions. For example, he proposed household responsibility system, exposed exaggerated and false reports, reflected poverty, and called for the demolition of canteens, etc. Therefore, he was eventually classified as "right-leaning". Therefore, it is well-known and loved. The people of Xixiang have not forgotten this provincial representative. When his granddaughter came back to pay her respects, they also came to remember and mourn their own representative.

Uncle Mexico was engaged in education for a long time during his lifetime and respected Chuanshan Thought throughout his life. At the age of eighty, he retired from education and served as chairman of the editorial committee of Hengyang County. In 1955, he visited Xiangxi Thatched Cottage and Chuanshan Cemetery twice. He convened discussions with local people and heads of relevant departments, searched for Chuanshan descendants, collected historical facts of Chuanshan, investigated the establishment history of Xiangxi Thatched Cottage and Cemetery, and wrote an investigation report of about 30,000 words. Zhou Xiaozhou, then secretary of the Hunan Provincial Committee of the Communist Party of China, and Xie Jin, head of the Hunan Provincial Revolutionary Committee, paid great attention to him and wrote many letters to affirm his work achievements and care about his life and health.

After the silence, Qiong Yao and his wife kowtowed three times and nine times in front of the tomb of their grandfather Moxi. Qiong Yao, the most beloved "little phoenix" in Mexico's lifetime, although not as expected and could not "fly" to the upstairs of the villa before his grandfather was alive, she finally "flew" to his "body". At that time, Gongsun and Sun never thought that their short farewell would become an eternal separation. Forty years of nostalgia, forty years of nostalgia, infinite nostalgia, infinite sorrow, how can they be written off in a few bows, "a cineraria in front of the tomb, two lines of tears of missing relatives on the cheeks".

After the memorial ceremony, Qiong Yao and his wife wanted to see the feng shui of their grandfather's cemetery, but the crowds all over the mountains and plains blocked the way and blocked their view, making it impossible to fulfill their wish. Just take a closer look at the newly renovated tomb. The tall white marble stele is engraved with an inscription written by her father in Taipei; the tomb made of terrazzo prefabricated panels is conceivably large in scale and requires a lot of work. Before repairing the tomb, commissioned by Qiong Yao, Ouyang Changlin contacted many parties and received enthusiastic support from relevant departments. Changsha and the county sent engineers to conduct on-site inspections and carefully designed the materials. All materials were prefabricated and shipped from Changsha. At that time, it was the rainy season of Qingming Festival, and the road from Tang'ao to the cemetery was undergoing repairs and was not yet open to traffic. Each of the granite prefabricated pieces used to build the tomb enclosure weighs one ton, and can only be transported one piece at a time using a pallet truck. Except for a few areas with good roadbeds where pallets can be used, the rest rely on manpower to lift the pallets and move forward. Sometimes the cart got stuck in the mud and it was difficult to get the wheels out. It was raining on my head, slippery on the soles of my feet, and the water and sweat exchanged, making it difficult to move forward. From early morning to midnight, no one complained about the hard work and hard work of the villagers. They believe that Mexico is a very respectable sage who once followed Sun Yat-sen to overthrow the monarchy and was a provincial representative who dedicated his life to the country and the people. Now building roads is just a small reward for his predecessors. The villagers of Liuyi Village and Xinglong Village, who are responsible for road construction, have made great achievements in their hard work. It was the spring plowing season, and many villagers had been busy with farm work during the day, and then turned to road construction at night. The leader of Gufeng Township summoned 17 rural cadres to supervise the work in sections, and worked hard with the villagers when they had free time. , the spirit is admirable. On Tomb Sweeping Day, my eldest brother and I went from Hengyang to visit the grave of our Mexican uncle. When we passed the road under construction, it was already dark and the villagers were busy working on it. The eldest brother asked them why they still didn't call it a day. They said that as long as Qiong Yao could come back soon, we would be happy even if we suffered a little. In order to express her gratitude to her fellow villagers, Qiong Yao set up dozens of banquet tables at Lanzhi Hall. The banquet guests were all the fellow villagers from several miles around. Those who came were invited to participate, and those who were building the road were even more guests at the banquet. The dishes, drinks, bowls, chopsticks and other materials used for the banquet were all transported by special vehicles from the county capital, lest they disrupt the normal life of the villagers. There are more than a dozen large bowls of dishes at each table, and the fish are all served in large washbasins. Qiong Yao respects Zhajiang’s banquet customs and divides the dishes into half dry dishes and half soups. Although it is said to be soup, the soup is also rich in content, fearing that the folks will not be full. Even if you don't eat well, you can imagine the sumptuous feast and the sincerity of thanks. Mr. Ouyang Changlin not only witnessed this with his own eyes, but also captured this touching scene with his camera. This was also an unprecedented and grand festival for Lanzhitang.

Lanzhi Villa is a stone's throw away from Lanzhi Hall. The villa is also called the Lantern House, so named because its exterior structure resembles the row of lanterns used in dragon dances. The Pai Lantern House was designed and built by Mexico's eldest uncle. The study room on the second floor with four walls of books was the place where the eldest uncle wrote his writings in his later years, and also left many interesting anecdotes about Qiong Yao as a child. It stands to reason that Qiong Yao should go to "revisit her former residence", but she didn't go. Maybe it’s just because the lantern houses of today are no longer the lantern houses of the past.

Accompanied by Mr. Heping, a relative of the Chen family, she sat quietly on a wooden bench on the steps of Lanzhi Hall, shedding tears quietly as if no one was watching. She was still so happy and excited when she walked into the imperial gate ten minutes ago and stepped into the stone-paved Heping. When she saw dozens of octagonal wooden tables where dishes were being served to entertain the folks, she was still so happy and excited. This feeling and scene are not only evidenced by the photography of Mr. Ouyang Changlin, but I also took a photo of Ouyang holding the camera in his hand, which instantly became eternal. But temporary sentimentality should not last forever. How could Qiong Yao, a girl known for her romance, have no emotions? Grandpa passed away a long time ago. He said things are different and people are different, things are not things, and people are not the same. Kongliu's ancestral home is even more unrecognizable. So where is the deep compound where she and her brothers used to hide and seek? Why can't I hear grandpa's kind call...

7. If you don't believe that Hengyang's geese will never come back

Life is short. It is the 60th anniversary of Qiong Yao's departure to Taiwan. The trip to her hometown in 1989 marks the 20th anniversary again as the calendar turns. How has her nostalgia been over the past twenty years? She has not forgotten her small hometown, let alone her big hometown. During her first visit to Beijing in 1988, many publishing houses took the initiative to send her the publishing fees for her books. It is said that she donated that huge sum of money to Hunan's public cultural undertakings free of charge. She has contributed greatly to the cultural construction of Hunan, the revival of Hunan culture, and the rise of the Cultural Hunan Army. Without her film and television culture as a foundation, it can be said that it would not be as brilliant as it is today! More than ten TV series such as "Six Dreams", "Returning the Princess", "Three Plum Blossom Lanes", "Shui Yun Jian" and other TV series have cooperated with Hunan Economic Television. This is support for the hometown and personal emotional investment. How could she forget Hengyang? Hengyang was her ancestral home and her true hometown. It seems that she lacks more emotional injection into the hot land of her hometown. However, what about my hometown? Hengyang does not lack emotion, but lacks Ouyang Changlin's "Hunan mule" stubbornness. In order to interview the very low-key Qiong Yao face to face, he followed Qiong Yao's entire trip to the mainland and did not accept an interview with him until the boat trip to the Three Gorges. The lack of communication between them caused him to be ignored and he suffered a lot. It is conceivable that it was precisely because of his "stubbornness" that moved Qiong Yao's heart that Hunan's film and television culture has suddenly emerged. If I failed to invite Qiong Yao and his wife to return to their hometown to invest in construction at the dinner party because of traffic congestion, then this problem is no longer a problem now. Hengyang's traffic is no longer lagging behind. What is lagging behind should be a matter of concept. Qiongyao is a world-class business card of Hengyang, very resounding. If everyone agrees, have we made good use of this business card in the past? Just imagine how many generations of young people in the Chinese-speaking world have fallen into the "Qiongyao fever", and there is a "craze" from generation to generation. Among them, most of them would be happy to accept this business card. If the "business card" is printed with "Hengyang City Qiong Yao Memorial Hall", "Zhajiang Qiong Yao Former Residence Memorial Hall", and "Qiong Yao Fever" and they come to Hengyang for sightseeing, we can also guide them to the Nanyue Scenic Area. The "Nanyue Tourism Craze" can still be redirected to the "Hengyang Qiong Yao Memorial Hall". When you arrive in Hengyang, you can also go to the "Zhajiang Qiong Yao Former Residence Memorial Hall". Wouldn't it be better if the "Memorial Hall" is adjacent to Hengyang's "Southern China Film and Television Base". We hope this is a fulfilling dream, but we should not let it be an "unrequited love". Maybe Qiong Yao on the other side of the strait doesn't know Hengyang's dream yet, but we will finally ask her to be the protagonist in the "dream". A friend said to me, you are Qiong Yao's uncle, can you help me connect people? My friend’s words reminded me of the very affectionate inscription she left for me at the city government’s farewell luncheon for her husband and wife when they returned to Taiwan:

I love my hometown,

I love it even more My relatives,

I hope——

From now on,

we can get together often!

Twenty years have passed and Qiong Yao has never returned home, but we have had many spiritual "gatherings" through correspondence and phone calls. At the invitation of me on behalf of the relevant units, she wrote inscriptions for the 100th issue of the "Sunday" column of "Hengyang Daily" and the film and television cultural center planned to be established by the Municipal Cultural Bureau. She was always very enthusiastic and responsive to requests. I believe her "nostalgia" will always be tied to her hometown. This memoir is condensed from more than 20,000 words of notes I took at that time. It was also written specifically for the 20th anniversary of her trip to her hometown. I want to tell her that in the twenty years since I left, my hometown has undergone earth-shaking changes. Spacious highways are extending in all directions, and civil aviation airports are also being built. The mountains and rivers in my hometown have become more beautiful, and every plant and tree in my hometown has become more beautiful. However, the people in my hometown are still amiable and lovely. I deeply miss and cherish every moment of her return to my hometown, and I earnestly hope that we can meet again in my hometown in the near future.

Let’s end this memoir with the concluding couplet of my article "Reconstruction of Shigu Academy" engraved on the stone slab of Shigu Academy:

A lovesick wanderer loves each other, but does not believe in Hengyang The geese do not return.

May 6, 2009 at Wuweixuan