Chapter 9 The Great Locust Tree

Zishan Village has less than 50 households and a population of less than 200, but it covers a huge area, with a land area of nearly 20 square kilometers, that is to say, the per capita land area has reached almost 0.1 square kilometers, which is converted into 1,000 acres!

Of course, most of the places here are mountains and forests and wasteland, and the cultivated land area is not too much, according to the statistics of the staff of the county agricultural bureau, the cultivated land area is only 981 acres, not even 0.1 square kilometers.

In Subei's view, there are too many resources in the village that have not been rationally utilized.

In the past, he didn't have the ability to change the poverty of Zishan Village, but now it's different, with the inexhaustible spiritual energy soil of the space, he already has this ability.

The sandstone road leading to Zishan Village is lined with either mountains and forests or rocky hills, and along the way, northern Jiangsu stops and stops, and when there is no one around, it quietly burrows into the mountains on both sides of the road, looking for various animals and plants, and moves into the space.

However, there are not many plant varieties on the roadside, and there are more than a dozen common temperate plants, such as five-needle pine, triangular maple, wild rhododendron and so on. Subei quickly collected some of the varieties, returned to the road, and continued towards Zishan Village.

Purple Mountain Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, a lake on one side, and only a rugged gravel road leads to it from a mountain pass to the north. This col was named after the direction of the people of Zishan Village and was called the West Col.

According to legend, the ancestors of Zishan Village were in the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty in order to avoid disasters, moved to this remote mountain village, but in the end they did not escape the persecution of the war, the old people in the village often talk about the story of the devils sweeping the Zishan Village, and even the metal bullet casings were picked up on the mountains in the east when Subei was a child, which were left in the previous war.

In the easternmost part of Zishan Village, there is a lake with an area of more than 2,000 acres, the lake water is clear, sparkling, and the green mountains on both sides reflect each other, like a beautiful landscape painting.

Although Zishan Village is poor, and more than 40 families in the village live in the old adobe houses, which are dilapidated, the scenery is truly beautiful.

There are beautiful mountains, there is water smart, no matter which season of the year, the scenery is quite beautiful, after going to university in northern Jiangsu, I have also been to some scenic spots in the province to play, in his opinion, except for Zhangjiajie in Xiangxi, any scenic spot in the province can not be compared with the landscape of Zishan Village.

Every time he goes out to play and sees those scenery, he will think of his hometown Zishan Village, thinking that such scenery can be developed into a tourist attraction, Zishan Village is so much more beautiful than this, but it can only be hidden in the deep mountains.

But he also knows that a place is not enough to become a tourist attraction just by virtue of its beautiful scenery, and the transportation, infrastructure, etc. need to meet the requirements before it is possible, the traffic situation in Zishan Village is too bad, and there is no infrastructure at all.

In the past, Subei had always thought that if he had the ability in the future, he would definitely find a way to develop tourism in Zishan Village and help the clansmen get rid of poverty and become rich, but when he came back again, standing on the Xishan Pass, looking at the beautiful and quiet hometown in front of him, he suddenly changed his mind.

He suddenly felt that he should not rush to break the tranquility of Purple Mountain Village and let the chaos of the city descend on this scenic paradise.

"We want to make everyone rich and live a good life, but also to keep Purple Mountain Village quiet and peaceful and maintain such beauty...... At least tourism should not be regarded as the main economic source of the village, otherwise a large number of tourists will inevitably destroy the scenery of the village, and it is necessary to wait until there is a suitable opportunity, a suitable development of tourism for the village to earn economic income, and can be sure to maintain the environment of the village from being destroyed. ”

While thinking and adjusting his plan, Su Bei stepped out of the West Mountain Pass and walked towards the area where Zishan Village lived.

In the distance, a tall locust tree came into view of northern Jiangsu.

The big locust tree, four stories so high, is bare, with only branches, no leaves, and even the bark on the branches has fallen off, and there are traces of lightning strikes in many places at the top of the tree.

Purple Mountain Village is the official name, and locally, Purple Mountain Village has another name, Big Locust Tree Village.

It's about the dead locust tree at the entrance of the village that has been struck by lightning I don't know how many times.

The thickest part of this dried locust tree requires two adults to join hands to protect the environment, and in Zishan Village, this big locust tree, because it is often struck by lightning during thunderstorms, has many strange stories and legends.

Every year on the Ghost Day in the seventh lunar month, the elders of Zishan Village will burn paper money and set off firecrackers under the big locust tree to pray to their ancestors and tree gods.

Approaching the area where the villagers lived, they passed by some villagers' houses one after another, and the villagers working in the fields along the way gradually increased.

"Xiaobei, are you coming back to see your grandparents?" "Xiaobei, didn't your parents come back with you?"

The village is very small, and the villagers are all members of the same ethnic group, and Subei is very popular in the village, not only because he is the first college student in the village to be admitted to the undergraduate program, but also because he is the grandson of the old patriarch.

Just as Subei was slowly approaching his house, a dog barked and soon a local dog ran into the middle of the road and ran towards Subei.

"Black girl!" Su Bei immediately squatted down, hugged the black girl who rushed up, touched the dog's head with his tongue out, and laughed happily.

The black girl is a native dog raised by the grandfather of northern Jiangsu, the breed is the most common Chinese pastoral dog in China, the dog head is not big, but it is very loyal and brave, and it can go up the mountain to catch hares, and it can catch mice at home. is Subei's most loyal follower when he is at home, and the relationship between Subei is very good.

"Let's go, black girl, go home!" and the black girl made love, Su Bei stood up, waved his big hand, and walked towards his grandparents' house, the black girl immediately bit her tail and followed, and ran to the front of Su Bei as soon as she slipped away, and then ran back, surrounded Su Bei's feet, and kept rubbing against Su Bei, expressing her joy of seeing Su Bei.

The house of the Subei family is located in the innermost part of Zishan Village, close to Zishan Lake, and the houses of other people in the village are all adobe houses, but the area is much wider than the houses of other villagers, or the grandfather of Subei during the founding of the People's Republic of China built in the hands of the grandfather, after 60 years of wind and rain, even if it is often repaired, it looks very old.

At that time, the grandfather of Northern Su was already the patriarch of the Su family, as the patriarch, the people in the clan naturally had different authority, it was normal for the house to be spacious, and if there was anything to have a meeting in the clan, it was also in the patriarch's house.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back!" Su Bei shouted at the top of his voice before he entered the house.