Liu Qingshan was born and grew up in the mountains, and the blood of the mountains flows in his bones.

In the past, when I left the mountains and left my home in the mountains, it was just because I couldn't support that poor but still warm home if I stayed in the mountains.

But now, with this divine power, even if he goes home to chop firewood and sell it, he will definitely be able to give his family a better life.

So, he wants to go home!

Even if there is no WiFi at home, no lights, no traffic, he still wants to go home.

He is a tacky person, he has no big ambitions, and he has always wanted to pay off his family's debts and fill his family's stomach.

And now that the family's debts have been paid off, coupled with such strength, even if he returns home, he is confident that he will be able to make his family live a better life.

In a person's life, the rich is a hundred years, and the poor is a hundred years. Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can escape. In that case, why not create more happiness in a limited time?

And the happiness of the layman Liu Qingshan is not to drive a luxury car and live in a mansion, nor is it to have thousands of beauties in his pocket, but that his parents are alive and healthy. When it rains, the house does not leak, and when it is sunny, the grass does not dry. Wake up and smell the rooster's crow, and fall asleep on the green hills.

Therefore, Liu Qingshan did not listen to everyone's dissuasion, and at dawn the next day, he packed up his bags and left.

However, when he left, he said to everyone: "I will definitely be paid today." ”

Everyone didn't understand what he meant at first, until the contractor came to pay everyone's wages with a blue nose and swollen face, and everyone suddenly realized.

Ha, this stinky boy, I really don't hurt him in vain.

Liu Qingshan left the city by bus, changed trains in the county seat again, and traveled for four or five hours before returning to the small mountain village that he had dreamed of.

Although the city is only one or two hundred kilometers away from the village, in order to save money, Liu Qingshan only goes home once a year, and when he has a little free time, he will go to odd jobs - no matter the four seasons, he wears thick puppet clothes and distributes leaflets on the street.

This time I went home, and it has been nine months since the last time.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw my gray-haired father waiting at the intersection on the only broken motorcycle in the family.

Liu Qingshan shouted: "Dad!"

Dad frowned and looked at him, as if he didn't recognize him.

So, Liu Qingshan shouted as he walked towards him, "Dad, I thought you wouldn't come out to pick me up." ”

Only then did my father recognize that the black baby in front of him was his son.

When he came back for the Chinese New Year, he ate white and fat, but this year's work was not enough, and he turned black into a loach again, which shows that he has suffered a lot outside.

Dad laughed with a wrinkle on his face: "If you don't answer you, you have to talk about me again." I didn't come out to pick you up at the end of last year, and you blamed me for the whole New Year. ”

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes: "That's what it was, at that time, there were a carload of people in the car, and someone came to pick me up, so I walked a few kilometers home on a mountain road carrying a bunch of things, do you think I won't be angry?"

"Gotcha, get in the car, your mom is still waiting for me to go back and kill the chickens." Dad started the motorcycle and said, "Do you want to tie things up?"

Liu Qingshan carried two sacks of things, stepped on the tail seat of the car, and said easily: "No, it's not heavy, I'll just take it." ”

Now, he is carrying these hundred pounds of weight, as if he were carrying two bags of cotton.

Dad didn't think much about it, and with one throttle, he almost didn't throw off Liu Qingshan in the tailblock.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly supported the tailstock with his hand and shouted at his father: "Dad, slow down, I almost fell off." ”

"Hehe, no way, this old guy is almost an antique, it's good to be able to walk. ”

"I'm not talking about cars, I'm saying you drive slower. ”

"What? It's too windy to hear. ”

At the end of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the mountain breeze swept past the ears, with the old mud of the four seasons and the aftertaste of the five grains, whirring among the mountains.

At this time in the north, it is probably already winter.

But here, the sun is still shining. Here, the temperature during the day is still in the thirties of the day, and only at night, when the sun is hidden, can you feel a little cool.

In particular, the village of Nishiyama, which is located between the mountains, has a barrier from the mountains, and even at night, it is much warmer than other villages outside.

The green mountains blocked the war of the passing years, and also blocked the biting cold wind, and similarly, also blocked the songs of the new era out of the mountains.

Poverty and backwardness are the labels of this village, and even cadres who go to the countryside to help the poor cannot help frowning every time they enter this village.

As the poorest and most remote village in the county, Xishan Village should be included in the relocation project, but it is .......

In the far away place of the mountain emperor, the mountain people do not understand the country's policies, so it is natural that they have to suffer some dumb losses.

The first house in the village was three or four kilometers away from the county road where Liu Qingshan had just gotten off the car, and the road was rugged and steep.

Although the village road is paved with cement, it is also due to the fact that it leans on the mountain and landslides for many years, and the road surface is paved with yellow mud or sand all year round, and it is often slippery when walking.

Therefore, Liu Qingshan sat on the tailgate of his father's motorcycle, and he was also frightened.

Dad glanced at him from the rearview mirror and smiled a little smugly: "Don't worry, I don't know how many times I've walked this road, and it will be fine." ”

As he spoke, he twisted the accelerator and was a little faster.

Liu Qingshan fell backwards in an instant, and he really fell!

"Dad, Dad, Dad!" Liu Qingshan sat on the cement road, looking at the motorcycle and the father who was riding a motorcycle and had the temperament of a motorcycle rider, and shouted in despair, "Dad! Stop! I fell down! I fell down!"

But my dad drove proudly, and he didn't notice that there was no one in the back seat.

Liu Qingshan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he was helpless. Because the figure of the father has disappeared in the middle of the house, going farther and farther.

At this time, a man in his fifties who was the same age as his father stopped next to Liu Qingshan on a motorcycle.

Liu Qingshan looked up, and immediately changed from an angry glare to a smile: "Village chief." ”

As he spoke, he quickly got up from the ground and subconsciously rubbed his buttocks.

The village chief's real name is Chen Wenxing, but everyone calls him the village chief.

He has been the village chief for more than ten years. It's not that the village chief has any fat and water for this errand, and he is reluctant to let go, but because the young people in the village, whether they are middle-aged, are eager to get rid of poverty, and a large number of people are pouring into other places, and few people are willing to stay in the village.

And those who stayed in the village to do things were really unwilling to delay their crops for the sake of those hundreds of yuan in wages.

Moreover, as soon as there is any official business sent down, the village chief has to go door to door, and sometimes he is not pleasing to both ends.

Therefore, the village chief in a wealthy village is a beautiful man, but in a poor village like Xishan Village, the position of village chief is an out-and-out drudgery.

The old village chief also worked hard and complained, and he did it for more than ten years, and even his wife quarreled with him several times, and he only replied with one sentence: "Since I am the village chief, there is no reason to let go." ”

Therefore, everyone in the village respects the village chief, and Liu Qingshan is no exception.

The village chief looked at Liu Qingshan, who was a little embarrassed, and asked with a smile: "Qingshan, why are you on the road?"

"Hey, don't mention it. Liu Qingshan picked up two big bags and said, "Just now, my dad suddenly added the accelerator, and I fell down." ”

There was some anger in the words.

The village chief smiled: "Haha, then you come up, I'll send you back." ”

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he hurriedly got on the village chief's motorcycle.

Liu Qingshan's family is not in the village.

To be exact, Xishan Village is divided into two parts. One part is a newly completed outer village, and part is a dilapidated old village.

The outer villages are all cement buildings. The floor is generally around the second floor, and the exterior walls are almost never cemented, and you can clearly see the maroon bricks and cement joints.

Liu Qingshan's family is not in the outer village, but in the old Xishan village, which is three or four kilometers away from the outer village.

The old village is different from the other villages, and the old villages are all mud brick houses. Some of these old houses have collapsed in the long flow of time, and some are still standing tenaciously in the annual repairs and repairs of later generations.

Liu Qingshan's house is probably the best-preserved old house in the village so far.

In the same way, Liu Qingshan's family is also the only family in the village who has not yet lived in a cement building, and it is also the only family that lives in the old village.

The village chief drove Liu Qingshan, and after passing through the outer village, he drove another three or four kilometers of cement road to reach the old village.

Liu Qingshan's house is located on a high ground at the foot of the mountain at the end of the village, but the village chief only sent him to the end of the cement road at the foot of the mountain. It is still a ramp of dozens of meters away from Liu Qingshan's house in the highlands.

As soon as Liu Qingshan stood still, when he saw that the village chief was leaving, he hurriedly said: "Village chief, let's leave after eating, my father is probably already killing chickens." ”

The village chief turned around and shook his head: "No, no, the old woman in my family quarrels with me every day, saying that I am doing this village chief and delaying the family's farm work, I have to go back quickly, otherwise I will inevitably be scolded again." ”

Liu Qingshan smiled unkindly: "Village chief, I didn't expect you to be a strict wife." ”

"What do you know about a little bachelor?" the village chief lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and stepped on the clutch while saying, "You don't even have a wife, do you know what a strict wife is?"

As he spoke, he left Liu Qingshan himself messy in the mountain wind at the end of September.

I don't even have a wife!

I haven't eaten pork before, haven't I ever seen a pig run?

Liu Qingshan rubbed his nose, grabbed his things and walked towards the house on a high place.