"Village Chief, it's me. Zhao Kun stopped the car, took off his mask and greeted Zhao Xiaohe.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Xiaohe immediately frowned and asked.

"Go to your house. ”

"Village chief, let's give Lan Lan's sister-in-law a prize. The person sitting behind Zhao Kun picked up Zhao Kun's words and explained.

Zhao Xiaohe heard that it was Zhao Zhenxing who was sitting in the back, and immediately expressed his question: "Give Lan Lan a prize?

"All articles or videos or photos published on the village's WeChat public account will be given appropriate rewards, village chief, have you forgotten?" Zhao Zhenxing raised the large plastic bag he was holding as he spoke.

"Oh. Zhao Xiaohe remembered.

"Well, this is an award for Lan Lan's sister-in-law. Zhao Zhenxing smiled and took out a small bag from the large plastic bag and presented it to Zhao Xiaohe.

"These are prizes. This is the list of winners for the last seven days. Zhao Kun smiled and took out a piece of paper from his pocket and showed the list to Zhao Xiaohe.

Seeing Zhao Kun and Zhao Zhenxing doing things for the village together, Zhao Xiaohe was very happy, and asked with a smile: "What are the prizes?"

"There are many kinds," Zhao Zhenxing opened the mouth of the bag to show him, "masks, flour, gloves, and small packages of cumin powder, thirteen spices, pepper, pepper powder, etc., in short, everyone needs at the moment." It is distributed once a week. ”

"Oh, that's good, Lan Lan's give it to me, you can send it elsewhere. Seeing that there were a lot of portions in the bag, Zhao Xiaohe took the small bag of flour.

"OK!" Zhao Kun grinned and prepared to start the motorcycle.

Seeing that he didn't wear a mask properly, Zhao Xiaohe hurriedly reminded him, and told him not to ride too fast and pay attention to safety.

"OK! The village chief obeys!" Zhao Kun saluted very funny, said to Zhao Zhenxing, "Sit down", and then drove the motorcycle into the village.

Zhao Xiaohe immediately took this pound or so of flour home to Chen Lanlan, Chen Lanlan was rewarded for writing something for the first time, and she was very excited, so she took the flour and walked to the kitchen, saying that she wanted to make leek boxes for Xiaonan and Xiaobei to eat and share her happiness.

Zhao Xiaohe followed her, thinking of Zhao Jiacheng and Zhao Wenming's words, he was also interested in Chen Lanlan's "article" for a while, so he clicked on the official account of the village to find the content called "Lao Nanqiao" written by Chen Lanlan and read it.

[The old South Bridge is gone.] The old South Bridge across the river to the south is gone.

Standing in front of the approach bridge, which was overgrown with weeds and slanted branches, looking at the calm and empty river, I tried my best to find traces that could prove the existence of the old South Bridge. Scattered fragments tell me that the old South Bridge has completely disappeared from the river and become history, and I can only search for its shadow in my memory in the future. My heart was full of loss, with great nostalgia, and I sighed deeply.

Haruka remembers that the acquaintance with Lao Nanqiao was due to a little brother. At that time, I was at the same age as flowers, and my handsome little brother always looked at me with a fluttering look, and talked to me about the South Bridge at the entrance of his village without words.

"Although the south bridge is old, the scenery above and below the bridge is very good. There are a lot of mulberry trees planted on both sides of the approach bridge, and the mulberry leaves will grow in spring, and the children who raise silkworms in the nearby villages will come here to pick mulberry leaves, which is very lively. There are also a lot of fish in the river, and when I have nothing to do, I go fishing on the beam under the bridge. This section of the river is deep and urgent, and it is easy to produce mandarin fish, and the mandarin fish in the river tastes fresh!" the little brother smacked his mouth as he spoke, as if the delicious mandarin fish soup was right in front of him.

"Can I go to the bridge under the bridge and play in the water?" I wasn't interested in mandarin fish.

"No, you can only swim to the beam, where the water is fast, and you can't sail there. Seeing that I was disappointed, the little brother hurriedly comforted, "Actually, the most suitable place for girls to play is under the bridge." The bottom of the approach bridge is overgrown with wild flowers and grasses, so it's a good sight to behold. During the dry season, the beach will be exposed under the approach bridge, and the sand is fine and soft, and the sun will not be able to swim or play in the sand under the bridge, which is very cool. ”

"When will you see the beach?" the little brother successfully piqued my curiosity.

"It will take a while for the beach to come out, but now you can pick mulberries and the flowers and plants under the approach bridge are also very lush, so let's go for a weekend hike." ”

On that April day when the sky was blue, my little brother drove me to the South Bridge on his motorcycle. Everything is as the little brother said, the river is very clear, the scenery is very beautiful, but the south bridge has been carved with the vicissitudes of time, the mulberry is still red, and it can't be imported at all, but these have not affected the happy mood of the players. It was my first date with my little brother, on the Ponte Vecchio.

After playing on the beach under the South Bridge several times, I put on my big red clothes, held hands with my little brother amid the beating of gongs and drums, and officially became a member of the village on the other side of the bridge through the old bridge. When I first got married, I looked at me everywhere I went, although I knew that it was all kind fingering, but it still made me uncomfortable, and I was afraid that if I didn't say a word, I would become the new daughter-in-law that the whole village talked about.

The little brother was afraid that I would be bored, so he would take me to the south bridge to take a walk to see the scenery when I was free, and if I had enough time, he would also bring fishing gear. I didn't have the patience to fish, so I dug holes in the beach to divert water while my little brother was fishing on the beam, waiting for my little brother's trophies. When the little brother gained a lot, it was accompanied by my exaggerated praise, on the contrary, the little brother was not good at the school, so he could only go home with laughter in my ridicule.

Later, we had children, and we had the habit of taking our children to the south bridge for a walk, fishing, playing in the sand and water with the children, or standing on the bridge to watch the scenery, gossiping about the parents.

It's just that at this time, the south bridge was designated as a dangerous bridge, and the two ends of the bridge erected height and weight limit signs, and people quickly built a new bridge at a distance of 100 meters away from the old bridge. Compared with the tall and large cylindrical piers of the new South Bridge, the pillars of the old South Bridge are thin arms and thin legs, so slender that people suspect that a little weight may cause it to collapse, so as soon as the New South Bridge is completed, people have built a half-meter-high stone wall at both ends of the Old South Bridge, and no vehicles are allowed to pass, only pedestrians pass through - opposite the Old South Bridge is the ferry market, and the old man in the tree still likes to walk from the old South Bridge to the market, and he can't accept a detour from the New South Bridge for a while. As people slowly accept the new South Bridge, there are fewer and fewer passers-by passing through the Old South Bridge, but it gives us more space to relax and relax.

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Now the old south bridge has disappeared, and standing in front of the familiar approach bridge, all you can see is the empty river. The place where the water used to flow was quiet without the obstruction of the bridge pillars, but my heart could not follow the tranquility, and I just wanted to sigh when I fell empty. The setting sun spread the last afterglow to the river, and the half of the river in front of me was half a red light, and I couldn't stand this vast scene, and tears flowed in my heart. I gently waved my sleeves to say goodbye to the flowing water in the veins, and to say goodbye to the old South Bridge that was far away. ]

Zhao Xiaohe carefully read the content twice, although he knew that such a beautiful text must have been repeatedly revised by Zhao Biru and others, but the following comments still made him feel a little touched, because he thought of some situations when he was in love with Chen Lanlan.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, he and her have known and fallen in love for almost ten years.

Chen Lanlan came out to get something, saw him standing in the yard in a daze, saw that he was reading what she wrote, was a little embarrassed, and immediately reminded with a smile: "The article about pneumonia written by Zhao Yi is really good, it really deserves to be a high school student!"

"Oh, is it?" Zhao Xiaohe immediately found out Zhao Yi's article and read it.

The title of the article published by Zhao Yi is: "People are afraid of the virus, but they should not be afraid of their compatriots!"

[ This is destined to be a Spring Festival that will go down in history. ] The sudden outbreak of the coronavirus has left us all at home, while the plague is walking the world. Tens of thousands of people were infected and thousands died. At this time, people need a positive spiritual environment even more. Although our flesh is suffering, we must not lose the heart of treating people equally, we can be afraid of the virus, but we must not be afraid of our own people!

Viruses can isolate cities, but they can't isolate love. Nearly 80 percent of the country's new coronavirus pneumonia patients are concentrated in Hubei, and Wuhan is the hardest-hit area. The more difficult the situation, the more you need to be mentally strong. As we in the "safe zone", we must not discriminate against the people in the hardest-hit areas, and we must not allow them to suffer both physical and mental torture at the same time. We need to have a positive heart, not wearing colored glasses, to encourage those who are in dire straits, and to tide over the difficulties with them.

It's easy to say, but the brutal truth shows us how hard it can be!

Because the coronavirus was first discovered in Wuhan and has spread to all parts of China at a rapid pace, some people blame the people of Wuhan for the current situation. There are even strongly discriminatory statements on the Internet, such as "everyone in your family is from Wuhan", and some people have written poems to prevent Hubei people from entering the village as "like Iran is worried about drones". As early as early February, the DPRK announced that it would close its borders to China and prohibit its people from entering the country. It seems that at this time, in the eyes of some people, Wuhan is no longer the prosperous and rich "river city", and has become a synonym for hell. This kind of style, how chilling!

Fortunately, this kind of person is only a minority, and more people still look at Hubei and Wuhan equally.

People are afraid of viruses, but they are not afraid of their compatriots. There are groups of "retrogrades" who volunteer to go to Wuhan, logistics drivers who have jointly applied to deliver supplies to Wuhan, and restaurant owners who go to hospitals every day to add food and water to doctors and nurses. These people have overcome the threat of the virus with the great love of their fellow citizens. They do not discriminate against the people in the hardest-hit areas and do not treat them as beasts of the flood. They brought supplies, they brought hope!

In addition to our own compatriots, and even across the ocean, in Japan, a controversial country in China, their schools have sent campus notices to parents of students, urging parents and children to pay attention to their words and deeds, and not to treat China and people living in Wuhan unequally. Mountains and rivers are exotic, the wind and the moon are the same sky;

The extinction of the plague is visible, and the dawn of victory has already appeared! We believe in the sonorous oath, we believe in the peace of life, we believe in the tolerance and mutual assistance of our compatriots, and we believe in the warmth of great love in the world! Friends, let us start with ourselves, have a light, send a heat, face up to Wuhan, face up to our compatriots, eliminate fear, and treat others equally. When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom next year, can you and I enjoy it together?]

The sentence "When the cherry blossoms bloom next year, you and I can enjoy it together" once again moved Zhao Xiaohe.

I hope that the epidemic will pass soon and the lockdown will be lifted soon.

He prayed silently in his heart.

Just as he was sighing, Zhao Biru's phone came in, and her voice was a little eager: "Village chief, what do you say I should do about this!"