Chapter 7: Fall

The beginning of autumn has passed, and the summer heat is just around the corner.

At the end of the double robbery, when the leaves of the jujube tree were just dyed yellow, the people of Yunxi Village had already prepared a sumptuous flowing water banquet for the upcoming celebration of the village cultural activity center, and rehearsed the flower encouragement.

The flower drum of Yunxi Village is the most famous in Quanlongwan Town.

In the old days, when there was no entertainment, in this village with a strong tradition of flower encouragement, anyone with an adult doll could play a few times. In previous years, as soon as winter begins, the village is busy with the flower drums in the first month, and all the families will go to great lengths to prepare for the Spring Festival flower festival to eat for their "transfer of hospitals", and each family will take this opportunity to boast of their "gateway".

This year is very different, the time has just come to August in the summer, and the people of Yunxi Village, who have been working like cattle and horses for more than half a year, have been like demons, and have been involved in the joyful wave of the cultural center celebration. Perhaps many urban people do not understand the significance of the auditorium at that time to a rural village collective. It tends to be a landmark of a village. This is not only the voting place for the village's affairs, but also involves the villagers' red and white ceremonies. In other words, two of the three major events of the people of that era, from birth to marriage to death, had to be completed here.

Now, with the support of Zhang Yunqi and others, the auditorium in Yunxi Village has been built with a bright atmosphere and has been upgraded to a cultural activity center, and the celebration ceremony is even more sloppy. Several cadres of the village committee, headed by Zhang Guorui, have long started the general cooking of the celebration of the village cultural center, arranging flowing water seats, all kinds of entertainment programs, sending invitations all over the world, arranging and receiving guests, and other specific matters.

In the major affairs of the village collective, the most enthusiastic are the young people, they spontaneously undertake the heavy work such as arranging the auditorium, carrying goods and decorating the color door, some people who go out to work also calculate the time to rush back, they can't get a lot of money, so you five yuan, I ten yuan raised a sum of money, bought a tractor of firecrackers salute, on the day of the celebration, in front of the cultural activity center to build the color door set off, the sound of firecrackers exploded people's ears numb.

Zhang Yunfeng also came to the village this time. This once a first-class master of manipulating crops in Yunxi Village is already a big boss in the city who is popular with the younger generations in the village, but he is still as faithful to people and things as he was when he was broken before. Of course, when he came back this time, he was still inevitably surrounded by people in the village and asked "When will you open a branch?", "Is your fishmeal shop short of manpower now?", "By the way, is your marriage with Xiaonan set?" and other topics that cause headaches and shame.

On the day of the celebration, the most eye-catching thing was the big red list posted on the door wall of the village cultural activity center, which marked the list of funds raised and donated for the construction of the activity center. After the celebration is over, a monument will be erected to commemorate the event. Among them, the highly famous Zhang Guoxiang and Ji Zhong donated 5,000 yuan respectively, and the top of the list was Zhang Liushun and Zhang Laohan, who raised 100,000 yuan and donated 100,000 yuan.

The flowing water mat was placed in the auditorium of the main building, and after the firecracker salute was released, in the smell of gunpowder, one after another the undelicate but thick and fat country dishes were put on the round table one after another, and Zhang Yunqi was forcibly put on the chairman of the auditorium by the village cadres. Sitting in such a position, except for his father Zhang Liushun, the rest of the people at the table are all elderly people in the village. In the affairs of the village, these well-dressed old men are the absolute leaders and authorities.

After the flowing water seat, all the talents and styles of the whole village are concentrated on the color door in front of the cultural center, the mother-in-law and the woman are dressed in red and willow green, the long ribbon is wrapped around the waist, the old man is born on the black and the bottom is blue, dressed neatly, with the beautiful gongs and drums, these people dance, the road immediately becomes a colorful river, the famous style Zhang Erma in the village is naturally the center of the color river, he exports into chapters, witty words, often feast everyone's ears.

After Zhang Yunqi ate and drank, he found Ji Ling, saw a few girls for the first time, and when they squeezed into the enthusiastic crowd to see, Zhang Erma, who painted a white color on his nose and held a cocktail in his hand, was performing the ancient drama "Bangs Chopping Wood" performed by Hunan singers Li Guyi and Jiang Kun at the 1984 Spring Festival Gala with Liu Lanxing, a widow in the village.

"Sister Hu!"

"Hey!"

"My wife. ”

"Huh?"

"What kind of man do you compare me to?"

"I compare you to a cowherd, not a little worse. ”

"Then I'm not as good as Luo!"

"You're more than he is. ”

"Sister Hu, you are my wife. ”

"Brother Liu Hai, you are my husband. ”

"Sister Hu, you come with me. ”

"Brother Hai, you lead the way. ”

"Walk the ......"

"Walk the ......"

"Walk the ......"

"Walk the ......"

This ancient opera is sung vividly, full of rhythm, the crowd rolled up a jubilant sound, even the little dolls in the village are jumping excitedly, watching Zhang Erma's funny dress and performance, Ji Zhong and Zhang's father and mother are accompanied by Zhang Guorui and some elders in the village, standing on an earthen platform above the color gate, watching with great interest. And his elf-like daughter Ji Lingai is lively in the countryside, and she is in the crowd of onlookers at the moment.

Zhang Yunqi leaned over to her and asked loudly: "Have you thought about where to study next semester?" If you don't want to go to the provincial capital, it's easy to do, and in the future, you will eat and live in my house, and sleep in Chunlan's bedroom." Of course, if I'm embarrassed, I don't mind collecting some living expenses from your comrade Ji. ”

Ji Ling pouted: "Pick! Who is embarrassed." ”

The first sight next to him heard it, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "Ji Ling, live in my house, can you go to and from school together." ”

Zhang Yunqi was stunned for a moment.

Ji Ling was already smiling and squinting, and she suddenly took the hand she saw at first and ran towards the crowded center in the distance.

In the distance, the seven-colored ribbon stretches along the road like undulating waves, under the leadership of Zhang Erma, the "dragon head", with the sonorous and powerful gongs and drums, the dance team with the shoulder across the flower drum rises and falls, stomping and flipping, attracting thunderous applause and cheers from the crowd on both sides.

Zhang Yunqi pulled a dog's tail grass with his hand, and was about to keep up with the large army, but he was a little surprised to see Zhang Guoxiang waving to him not far away.

Zhang Yunqi and Zhang Guoxiang, the leader of the Municipal Education Bureau and Zhang Guorui's younger brother, rarely intersected, that is, because the eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng and Zhang Xiaonan had contact with him a few times, and he didn't know what Zhang Guoxiang was looking for him at this time, but he still walked over and followed Zhang Guoxiang with his hands behind his back to a small dirt slope next to the highway.

Zhang Guoxiang asked him: "The bad incident that happened in your school last time didn't cause you harm and shadow, right?"

Zhang Yunqi replied: "Uncle, I'm fine, but because the girl I was injured is not well, she is also recuperating in Yunxi Village." ”

Zhang Guoxiang nodded: "Don't worry, I will personally intervene in this matter, and I will definitely deal with it strictly and quickly, not only Lin Zihao, who has a very bad impact on the campus environment, but also the leadership of the city No. 1 Middle School has an unshirkable responsibility for such a thing in the school, and now the director of academic affairs Luo Dahai has been removed." ”

Zhang Yunqi was stunned, he didn't care about Luo Dahai's dismissal, but he didn't understand the deep meaning of these words, and he didn't know why Zhang Guoxiang was so enthusiastic about handling this matter for him.

At this time, Zhang Guoxiang said to him with some seriousness: "You still have to pay attention to these aspects in the future, don't fight with the rich children of the school, within a reasonable range, you can find me for things that can't be solved in the education system." Young man, you are different from them, your vision and ideals should be ambitious. Look at the current Yunxi Village, because of you, the world has changed a lot. You have a heavy burden on your body, which is what our hometown people have to look forward to for a better life. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Guoxiang patted Zhang Yunqi's shoulder heavily, and walked towards the crowd with his hands behind his back. At this moment, the flower drum team in the village has twisted to the threshing floor and is rushing towards the new industrial park of Longjingyuan Cannery. The banks of the Crescent Crescent River are crowded with reveling crowds......

Zhang Yunqi stood on the small dirt slope, lit a cigarette, he looked at the jubilant village and the mountains in the summer for a long time, and it would be golden autumn in half a month. The grass and trees are yellow, the melons are fragrant, and it is the harvest season.