? A few days ago, my brother called and told me that a cave in my hometown collapsed, which was very thrilling. Mother found a crack in the cave and the soil fell down, so she immediately decided to take the food out and pack it. Almost as soon as her front foot left, a huge clod fell and the ground was smashed out of a hole. I think this old cave can be "forewarned" in advance, which can be regarded as completing its final mission and leaving us the last warmth.
? According to my father, my old cave was dug in the 1950s. Ancestors lived in Qukou Village, Wu Gou Township earlier. Because the family was well-off and sparsely populated, their family was fairly rich at that time, so they bought land in Tangwa Village, Guoyuan Township. To grandpa's generation of seven brothers, the original site has long been overwhelmed. The old man carried many descendants, carrying donkeys and camels, and went to Tangwa Village to make a living. His father was eight years old that year.
? At that time, the whole family lived in a dilapidated cave abandoned by others and worked hard to dig a cave to settle down. Grandpa is an old six, and finally it's his turn. This is undoubtedly an epoch-making event for him, so he is extremely excited. He asked Mr. Feng Shui to choose the village site in a sunny place near the ravine in advance, which is ventilated and dry, warm in winter and cool in summer. On the day of construction, grandpa knelt down to worship heaven and earth, burn incense and pray for God's blessing. After that, he led craftsmen and several other grandfathers to work day and night, digging ditches neatly to form a square pit, and then digging caves. It lasted nearly a year and was finally completed. There are four caves with sunrise, deep and spacious. One small cave is used to feed animals, and the other two vertical caves are used to make kitchens and pile up sundries. Because of the accumulated experience in repairing caves for former grandfathers, and the fact that Grandpa Seven, who was working outside, intended to share a room with his grandfather and donated a little money, the family was really magnificent at that time and was rich enough to make the villagers jealous.
? However, when the family was ready to move, the soil on the Loess Plateau was already loose. Grandpa was a little greedy and too eager for spaciousness and brightness. He dug the cave too deep and too wide, and the main kiln at home collapsed overnight and went straight behind the cliff. Grandpa was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot Soon, he straightened up again, took his father with him during the slack season, and beat more than 20 thousand pieces of adobe with wet soil, which was undoubtedly a huge project at that time. It was built by Grandpa and Dad in the spirit of Gong Yu moving mountains, which made the villagers admire them even more.
On the day of moving, my grandfather helped my grandfather, my grandmother took my uncle, father and two aunts, and a frail old donkey carried two old wooden boxes, most of which contained food. Although the family gathered together, grandma's face was full of joy, smiling, wearing an apron and walking around on tiptoe, wondering how to make the most delicious food with the least rations to meet her neighbors. The old man was old and blind at that time, and all seven sons finally got married and all had caves to live in. It is said that his old man was crying with joy.
? Spring comes back, flowers bloom and fall, time flies, and time flies. For decades, two uncles and aunts were born in the cave of this yard. Uncle and father got married, two uncles gave birth to others for some reason, elder sister-in-law and second aunt got married successively, and aunt and mother gave birth to children separately. 198 1 In the autumn of, my 60-year-old grandfather spent his whole life in the old cave. Almost at the same time, this old cave ushered in a new life, and I was born in this old cave. Then I grew up in this old cave. This ancient cave bears all the wonderful memories of childhood. I often wear two sheephorn braids, climb on the windowsill to do my homework and chew the change left by my grandmother. Play hide-and-seek with friends in the deepest darkness of the cave, jump in the lattice house and jump rope in the wide yard together, and dig a small cave under the mound to play house. I was scratched by a cat while drawing a beard with my cousin, and I only fought with her. Later, when I grew up, I went out to school, went to work and got married. I often don't forget to make time to go back to the cave, lie on the warm heatable adobe sleeping platform, and chat with my grandmother who is a craftsman. I am very happy, laughing heartily. Grandma stretched out her hand from time to time to feel the temperature in the bed, and then patted it in the kang cave. It all seems like yesterday. ...
? In a blink of an eye, my brother also got married in this cave, and three nephews and nieces were born one after another. The courtyard is full of people and excitement, but the caves have been eroded by years and have been in disrepair for a long time. It has long been bleak and colorless, and its elegance is no longer there. /kloc-in the winter of 0/992, my father called my uncle and uncle (both of whom are excellent local craftsmen). According to the prevailing practice at that time, the windows of the cave were wider, the cave surface was paved with red bricks, and the back of the rock wall was tied with protective walls. The old cave stood up again and accompanied us for more than ten years.
In 2007, my brother became rich through hard work and earned money by farming. He took the lead in building a quadrangle in the village, with five enclosed main rooms and two side rooms, as well as a garage and a cowshed, all of which were built brick by brick and tile, which was extremely magnificent. Just as the whole family bid farewell to the old cave with excitement and melancholy, grandma in her eighties temporarily changed into a gown. She doesn't like the new house, because it is very hot in Leng Xia in winter, the windows are too big and bright, and the ground is too slippery. We all know that she can't give up the old cave where she lived for decades, and lived in the old cave with her for a few more years. On 20 1 1 year, grandma also died in the old cave, mourning for her family. After the funeral, we said goodbye to the old cave completely and lived in a spacious and bright new house. After more than 60 years of ups and downs, the old cave has finally completed its mission, and now it has become a debris storage room for storing grain and keeping livestock in captivity.
? Our ancestors have thrived in this old cave for five generations. The old cave has also experienced the baptism of years and witnessed the changes of the times. While examining the cold and heat of the yellow land, it has nurtured generation after generation. After repeated cycles, the grandmother wearing reading glasses in the old cave became a white-haired mother, and the little girl lying under the window doing her homework is now nearly old and has experienced many vicissitudes. The ancient wooden windows were glazed, and the quaint caves were replaced by bungalows. ...
? Miss the warm, cordial, simple and heavy years in the old cave. Now that grandma is gone, I am not young, and the old cave is older. It is like an old man who is seriously ill, living and finally being abandoned by the times. I can't go back, yes, I can't go back. ...
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