The Road Home

My father died suddenly.

I only found out last night.

The mayor informed me by phone.

I couldn't believe it.

My hometown is Sanhetun,

a village in the mountains.

I left home to work in the city.

I was so busy

that I haven't been back in years.

My father was the village schoolteacher.

He taught there all his life.

I am the only child...

...the only one from our village

who went to college.

I am very worried about my mother.

I am afraid she can not

cope with this sudden change.

Come in and take a break.

I've got to get back.

Thank your boss again for me.

Thank you.

Mother?

- Mother?

- Yusheng.

Mayor, Uncle Xia.

I saw the car and I knew you were back.

Come in. It's warmer inside.

Sit down.

I couldn't tell you much over the phone.

Now that you're here

I can explain everything.

For many years, your father had wanted...

...to rebuild the schoolhouse...

...but there were always reasons

we couldn't.

He brought it up again recently,

and the village agreed.

We had the materials we needed,

but not enough money.

Your father's mind was made up.

He began travelling around,

trying to borrow money.

He went all over the county.

If he thought there was a chance,

he'd go after it.

On the last trip, on his way home...

...he ran into a heavy snowstorm.

He was stuck in the storm and he got sick.

He was too sick to be moved.

He was in bad shape when he got back,

so we took him to the hospital.

They examined him

and found that he had a heart problem.

We've known your dad all these years...

...but never knew he had a heart condition.

They tried saving him, but it was no use.

Your father then passed away.

- Where is my father now?

- In the provincial hospital morgue.

We have been waiting for you to return

to discuss this with you.

Last time I spoke with him,

he seemed fine.

He had gotten older, plus the bad storm.

At his age, it was too much for him.

It would have been hard on anyone.

The heavy snowstorm

was too much to handle.

The village intends to arrange a car

to bring your father back...

...back here to bury him in the village.

That's what we planned.

That's fine. Go ahead.

But there is a problem.

Your mother doesn't want to use a car.

She wants your father to be carried back.

What do you mean?

It's an old tradition.

We'll carry him on the road home...

...so your father won't forget his way.

It's a superstition.

And she wants to walk with us.

- So, let's do it.

- We want to do it.

He was our village teacher.

Everyone respects him.

But our young people

have all left for the city.

They've gone away to work.

Only old people and children are left.

Due to this circumstance,

we are planning...

...to bring your father back by tractor.

It'll take only half a day.

We would like you

to persuade your mother.

Thank you for your concern.

- I will talk it over with her.

- Good.

Where is she?

Probably at the schoolhouse.

She's been there every day since he died.

She just sits there

and doesn't listen to anyone.

She goes there whenever she has time.

- Is she okay?

- I think so.

I am only afraid...

- Is it the old schoolhouse?

- Yes.

I'll go to see her.

- Mother.

- Yusheng.

It's so cold. Let's go home, okay?

Your father passed away.

Let's go home, Mother.

We can never see him again.

Get on the bed. It's warm there.

- Yusheng.

- Yes.

Bring me my loom.

Why do you need the loom?

I want to weave something.

Weave what?

A cloth to cover your father's coffin.

Mother, don't weave it.

I'll go buy one instead.

I don't want you to buy one.

That loom is so old.

It's been broken for years.

Nobody uses it anymore.

Ask Uncle Xia to repair it.

I think you are too tired lately.

You need rest.

I have to weave the cloth for him myself.

I'll go buy one right now, okay?

No! Just bring me the loom.

The only loom left in the village

is this one of your mother's.

She's guarded it like a treasure.

She wants to repair the loom

and weave the cloth.

It seems like she's determined

to have your father carried back.

Carrying the dead is an old custom.

We have to yell

when climbing the mountains...

...crossing the river,

and passing the crossroads.

What do we say?

We tell him that this is the road home.

Everyone yells at him

so that he remembers his way home.

Uncle Xia, if we do

what my mother wishes...

...will it really be so difficult?

It is a problem, yes.

We don't have the manpower.

All our young people have left.

No one has followed this custom

since the Cultural Revolution.

I don't want her to weave the cloth.

But I don't know how to stop her.

It seems as if having father carried home

is all that matters to her now.

I know about your wishes for the funeral.

Yes.

I think it won't be easy for the village.

Don't you worry about that.

Your father lived here for 40 years.

He taught many generations of kids.

He worked long hours all these years.

The villagers should pay

their last respects to him.

The mayor agrees with you.

It's just that it will be difficult.

I feel that it is the same...

...if we have him carried back

by men or by a tractor.

It is not the same.

Whatever it takes,

we have to have him carried back.

If the village doesn't help,

we will do it ourselves.

We must go to carry your father back.

Mother, take a break tonight.

I have to finish this cloth.

You seem too tired lately.

You need to rest.

You can go to sleep in your father's study.

I have to finish this cloth tonight.

This picture was taken

the year my parents got married.

My father was not from the village.

He came here to teach.

The story of my parents' courtship

is well known in the village.

Practically everyone here

has heard about it.

My mother had just turned 18.

My father was 20.

My mother told me...

...my father arrived

by a horse-drawn carriage.

This is our new teacher.

His name is Luo, Luo Changyu.

- Is that Di? What's all the racket for?

- Nothing.

I heard they all went

to see the teacher this morning.

- Has he arrived yet?

- Yes.

Great. Our village finally got

its own teacher.

- What does he look like?

- He's a young man.

A young man can teach?

He must be talented.

- Where is he staying?

- The village council office.

Good. There is a heated bed

in the council office.

Where will he eat?

He'll eat with a different family each day.

When it's our turn,

we should make a good meal.

Di, what are you doing?

Nothing.

Why did you change into new clothes

just to see the teacher?

My grandmother was already blind by then.

Mother said when Grandfather died,

Grandmother cried until she went blind.

After Grandfather died, Mother was

the only one to take care of Grandmother.

Grandmother's only wish was

to find a good husband for Mother.

She had many men propose to her.

But my mother didn't like any of them.

When my father arrived,

the schoolhouse wasn't completed yet.

The mayor asked all the men

to help finish it.

According to one of our village customs,

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