She handed over all the affairs of the village to Maolin, and asked Zhenfu to contact a few scales, just in case she couldn't find the scales when she was selling apricots. He took Jing'er, the foreign company and the people out of the mountain, and brought a few bags of specially selected fine apricot fruits to contact the sale of apricots outside the mountain.

The group of four arrived at the county seat first and went straight to the county party committee compound.

The compound of the county party committee is located in the center of the county. Because of the government offices, the surrounding area is densely packed with shops and stalls, people come and go, and the traffic is busy, which is very prosperous and lively, which is in stark contrast to the deserted road hundreds of meters away. The gate of the county party committee is very magnificent, and it has been repaired to look like a building. Four thick square pillars rise from the ground, supporting the two-story flower building built with flower bricks on the high ground, which looks majestic and magnificent. There are several rows of houses in the compound, all of which are bluestone paved with blue brick walls and green tiles. Some rooftops have some lush grass growing on them. Although the houses are old, they are very neatly arranged. On the door of each house is a white wooden sign with the name of each unit written in black paint.

It was the first time for Jing'er, the foreign company and the people to step into such a courtyard and were shocked by the unique atmosphere of the courtyard. The servant felt restrained and uneasy, and followed closely behind the xylophone butt and looked around, but did not dare to talk nonsense. At this time, the people felt a burst of urgency to urinate. He blushed and asked Xylophone, where is the toilet here, I can't hold it anymore. Xylophone looked around, and finally pointed to a few small rooms in the corner of the wall in the distance and said, this is it, you have to go inside. The people trotted all the way, causing Jing'er and Yangxing to also have a desire to urinate, and they all ran with them. The people rushed to the toilet and saw two small doors, and they wanted to break in indiscriminately. Jing'er was still sharp-eyed, and reminded loudly that it was a women's toilet, and she couldn't get in. Frightened, the people immediately stopped and asked in surprise, this toilet should be divided into men and women. The servants squeezed into the men's toilet in a panic, and the people sighed vigorously, look at the thatched toilet of the county party committee, there is a nest platform for, a pool for peeing, and a waterway for flushing feces and urine.

Out of the toilet, Muqin led the three of them to an office on the east side of the third row, with the words "County Women's Federation" written on the sign. Xylophone told the three of them to wait outside the house first, and knocked on the door and entered the house.

In the room were desks like the brigade's offices, but much larger, all painted in black paint. The table was piled with paper papers. There are two people lying in front of the desk working, one of whom is Lao Hu, who was transferred from Beishan Commune.

As soon as he saw the xylophone, Lao Hu immediately raised his voice and shouted. She said, "What kind of wind blew you here, and I haven't seen you for a few years?" Lao Hu is much fatter than when he was in the commune, but his skin is fairer and moister, and he looks younger and younger.

Muqin called Jing'er and others at the door to come in, piled up the apricot fruits he brought with him on the desk, and invited Lao Hu and another cadre to try it. As soon as this specially selected apricot fruit appeared, the two of them were immediately stunned. The female cadre was surprised and said, where is the apricot, it is so big, it is sour and sweet in the mouth, it is really a rare good thing. Lao Hu was also surprised, and said that this is the apricot in your village, it turns out that this is not like this. Muqin smiled and briefly reported to Lao Hu about his work for most of the past six months. Especially around the management of the apricot forest, the harvest of apricot fruits this year was deliberately exaggerated, and it was proposed that the intention of coming in a hurry this time was to let Lao Hu help contact the apricot fruit sales problem. When Lao Hu heard it, he said that you really found the right person when you came to me, but we still have to go to the temple gate to find the right god. Xylophone asked, who is the god? County Magistrate Du, Lao Hu replied, he is in charge of supply and marketing, transportation, and trade, who else can he find if he is not looking. After that, just touch the phone and call, it is still the same kind of work in the past. On the phone, Lao Hu said, old leader, my mother's family is here, it is the xylophone of Xinghua Village, and it has brought you a surprise, do you see it or not. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Lao Hu put down the phone, immediately pulled the xylophone and walked out, and instructed Jing'er to bring the apricot fruit with her.

Out of this row of houses, he turned the corner and ran to the front row, stopping in front of the door of a room near the middle. Lao Hu took a small bag of apricot fruits from Jing'er's hand, pulled the xylophone and knocked on the door and entered the house.

It's a single room, with a desk, a chair, a row of bookcases, and other necessities for daily life. The desk was also piled with papers and other papers. The county magistrate Du was writing something with his head buried in his desk, and there was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, which was a piece of equipment that had never been seen in Beishan Commune.

County Magistrate Du is still kind and generous. When he saw the xylophone, he stretched out his hand from afar and said that it was our strong woman, and it was really a surprise. The people who come to me to talk about work are all big men. If it weren't for Xiaohu's call, I would have forgotten that there are still lesbians in the world during the day.

Lao Hu said, old leader, you guessed wrong, you can't even think of the surprise sent today. As he spoke, he poured the apricot fruit from the bag on the desk.

County Magistrate Du's eyes widened immediately. He touched one and chewed it in his mouth, smacked it, and said, such a delicious apricot fruit, is it produced in Xinghua Village, it seems to taste better. Lao Hu quickly talked concisely about how Xinghua Village was managed, and asked him to help poke out the way of sales. County Magistrate Du listened while eating, and asked Xylophone to tell the details of the centralized management before and after. In the end, he said, this is a new attempt. Since the implementation of the contract responsibility system for joint production, the production income of the masses has increased, but the sense of collectivity has weakened, and the situation of fighting for each other is becoming more and more intense. As the saying goes, a monofilament does not form a line, but the force that hits the market is not as good as before. In my opinion, Xinghua Village has blazed a trail in this regard, which is worth promoting.

Lao Hu asked, don't arrest anyone and make a government report. If there are too many apricot fruits and there is no market, doesn't it mean that the effort is in vain?

County Magistrate Du laughed "hehe". He said, "My words are about to become an occupational disease, and I can't change it if I want to." He touched the phone on the table, asked the operator to call the county association, and said that the branch secretary of Xinghua Village would go there to contact the work in a while, and asked them to receive them seriously, and report the results of the discussion to him by phone.

Lao Hu Zhizandu County Magistrate has a solid work style, vigorous and resolute, and said that the officials are getting bigger and bigger, but the work has not changed at all, and the revolutionary nature has not changed. The county magistrate laughed heartily.

Seeing that people were busy with work and it was inconvenient to sit for a long time, Muqin got up and said goodbye. She took the Jing'er to the county association.

The county association and the county party committee compound are on the same street, separated by several hundred meters. Found the office, a young man received them and poured a cup of hot water for each person. The young man said that the directors of the association and the people from the supply and marketing department had all gone down to the grassroots level, and they had just contacted them by phone, and they would not be able to come back until the afternoon. He asked Xylophone to come back in the afternoon, and if he didn't have a place to eat at noon, he would eat in the canteen of the unit. Xylophone hurriedly waved his hand and thanked him, saying that we would come back in the afternoon, it was easy to come to the county seat, and the children had not seen much of the world, so they went for a walk on the street by the way.

There is only one main road in the main street of the county, which is wide and bright, straight and flat. It runs through the entire county from south to north, dividing the urban area into two. The other streets are east-west, overlapping on the main road, narrow and curved, convex and uneven, so they cannot be called streets, but can only be regarded as streets and alleys. Most of the alleys are farmhouse households, and there are stacks of straw and other materials piled up on both sides of the already narrow alleyway, which are fuel for cooking fires. Only the main street is still a bit of a sight, with a variety of shops lined up on both sides. Those who shave their heads, take pictures, strike iron, sell snacks, etc., are all kinds of people from all walks of life. The most spacious part of the street is the cinema, a two-story high-rise house with bells and whistles on the façade of the trailer. There is a large square in front of the door, where people come and go, and the river is endless.

A few people sat in this square and rested for a while, and looked around at the lively street, which was also a rare enjoyment. Although the Jing'er couple came to the county seat last time to fight Yao Jinfang, they came in a hurry and left in a hurry, and they didn't have time to take a closer look at the county seat. Although the xylophone passed by a few times, it didn't have the heart to watch the detailed appearance of the county. Therefore, it was the first time that several people got to know this small city, which was said to be a big place by the villagers.

There was once a widely circulated true joke, saying that it was the first time that the two of them went to the town to run errands. As soon as I arrived on the streets of the town, I saw many people walking around, and it was very lively. The baby cub immediately pulled at the placket of his father's clothes and shouted, Dad, Dad, look at it, let's go to the county seat. When Lao Tzu was afraid that the words of the baby cub would make people hear the joke, he quickly covered the baby's little mouth and scolded, silly baby, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is the county seat, this is the city of Beijing. It can be seen that in the minds of the local people, the county seat is so desirable and how far away.

Today, in the city, after watching the xylophone for a while, it gradually became boring. Compared with his birthplace, Nanjing, the small city is not a city at all, at best it is just an ordinary street in his own place. Even the most ordinary streets and alleys are not as good. The foreign companies in Beijing watched it with relish, and from time to time smacked their tongues and praised, look at the county seat, a big place is a big place, compared with our town there, one in the sky and one underground, the difference between the sky. The foreign bank also said, when will we live here, it's strange if it's not so beautiful that we are dizzy. The people laughed at him and said, "What do you want, you want to daydream and marry a daughter-in-law." Xylophone smiled secretly, the children are nested in the mountains all day long, and they can see a few days and a few scenes, so they should let them go out often.

At noon, they had lunch in a snack shop, and a few people wandered around the street for a while. It is estimated that when it was time to go to work, Xylophone led the servants to the county association again. I sat in the office and waited for more than an hour, and only after a business trip from the grassroots level did I come back. They were received by a person claiming to be the head of the supply and marketing section.

Xylophone gave a brief introduction to the area of apricot groves in the village, the management situation and this year's output, and asked the leaders to help contact the sales channels. She also brought out the apricot fruit she had brought and told him to taste it.

The section chief ate apricots and praised the quality of the apricot fruits. But as soon as I heard such a large output, I immediately scratched my scalp in embarrassment and said, what County Magistrate Du personally asked, can we handle it without care. It's just too much. At the head of the county's supply and marketing cooperatives, I can't eat so many apricots. We can only eat a few thousand catties, which is more than 10,000 catties if we break our belly. You'll have to find out the rest of the rest.

Xylophone was worried, thinking that finding the county would solve all the sales problems, but the actual situation was too far from what he imagined. A few people were worried, and the young man in the office ran over and said to Xylophone, you haven't left, if you do, let me find it somewhere. He said that the county magistrate Du had just called and asked Muqin to hurry up and go to him immediately, and not to delay.

Xylophone didn't know what was wrong, and immediately took Jing'er back to the county party committee compound and went straight to the office of the county magistrate. County Magistrate Du was also anxiously waiting for the arrival of Muqin and his party. When I saw the xylophone, the first thing he said was, your good luck has come. He said that when Secretary Yang of the county party committee heard him by the way, he actually admitted the truth and asked him to inform Muqin to go to Secretary Yang to report in detail on the management of Xinglin. Director Du reminded Muqindao, I estimate that the county association can't swallow the apricot fruit you have there. Take this opportunity to raise the problem of sales and let him help solve it, and it is estimated that the problem is not big.

Xylophone carried a small bag of apricot fruits, followed County Magistrate Du to another row of houses, and walked into the middle room.

It's a two-room office that's bright and spacious. The tables and chairs in the room are new and bright. A long row of bookcases covers one wall, and a circle of sofas is placed in all directions, which looks grand and solemn, and is ten times stronger than the office of County Magistrate Du.

Secretary Yang still looks so energetic and radiant, even more capable and energetic than a few years ago. Xylophone has been in contact with him, although he is not a stranger, but he is also very restrained, not as relaxed and comfortable in front of County Magistrate Du. Secretary Yang stepped forward to shake hands with her with a smile, and said, you are welcome to come to petition often to report problems, and everyone is happy.

Secretary Yang asked Muqin to explain the management of Xinglin in detail again, but he didn't say a word, just wrote her words down in a notebook seriously. In the end, the xylophone lost no time in proposing that the sales of apricot fruits are not going well, and he is worried about how to dredge the path.

Secretary Yang closed the notebook, pondered for a long time, and said to County Magistrate Du, I basically agree with you. The practice of Xinghua Village has given us a great inspiration. While the contract responsibility system for joint production has brought about an improvement in the living standards of the masses, it is also accompanied by some hidden worries and lack of stamina. With the increasing expansion and improvement of the market field, these hidden worries and deficiencies will gradually surface, and within a certain period of time, they will restrict the rapid development of the market economy. If you lack the group-style scale management philosophy and the power to impact the market is insufficient, you will be held hostage by others, and sooner or later you will have to suffer passively. In my opinion, you should organize manpower to immediately expand the county-wide market, expand it to more developed areas, conduct a serious investigation and study, and come up with an economic development plan for the next five or even 10 years in our county.

County Magistrate Du said yes again and again, saying that I will handle it. Again, they have encountered problems in sales of xylophones, and they want to ask you to give them to the staff officers. This is a legitimate petition. Look at it, how can I solve it?

Secretary Yang patted his brain and smiled, yes, yes, everyone has visited the door of the county magistrate's secretary. If you don't solve the idea, let the family go back and say that the county magistrate secretary is a straw bale rice bucket who eats people's food and talks about people and doesn't do anything, and the day has come for the two of us to step down. He said to Xylophone again, I'll contact you with a few shopping malls and markets in the city, and several leaders there are old friends with me, and they will probably give me this face. In the future, while you are developing production, you will also take a long-term view. Take a step out and go to the whole province and the whole country to break into the market. Don't just bury your head in your work and don't know how to look up at the road. In that case, you will take a fork in the road, hit the corner of the wall, and hit the nail.

This sentence touched the xylophone a lot. She pondered Secretary Yang's words carefully, and felt that there were many things in the words that she needed to think about.

According to the clues provided by Secretary Yang, several people from Muqin got on the last bus to the city that afternoon. A few cubs in Jing'er were so happy that they jumped straight up, and said, this time we can see Jing'er. If the city can't eat the apricots in our village, let's go to the provincial capital. Even if you go to Beijing, the farther you go, the better.

By the time we got to the city, it was already dark. Xylophone ran to the station dispatch room, took out the apricots and asked people to eat, and begged people to help make a phone call and find someone to pick up the station. Seeing that there was such a good apricot fruit, the people in the dispatch room happily agreed. He also helped get through the phone number left by Technician Qin when he left. Technician Qin was about to get off work, and after receiving the call from Xylophone, he was very happy. He said, "You're in the station, don't go anywhere, I'll pick you up." The foreign bank is deeply touched and authentic, and it is good to have a phone, and it is convenient to find someone to contact. When I was in a hurry, my village got on the phone, and I was the first to sign up. The people replied that they were dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law again.

Technician Qin came by bus, and when he saw a few people in the xylophone from a distance, he raised his hand to say hello. The xylophone said affectionately, the apricots you manage are ripe, come and send you apricots to eat. Technician Qin replied, "Okay, good, so he reached out and patted the head of the foreign company, touched Jing'er's face, and asked the people if they still like to cry their noses." He got along with several babies day and night for more than a month, and the simplicity and honesty of the peasant children made them form a deep relationship. He likes them as much as he likes his own babies, and even takes care of them as his own babies.

Technician Qin led the group onto a bus. The colorful street scenes along the way dazzled the Jing'er. They were shocked and pointed out greedily, causing everyone in the car to look at them as a rare sight.

went straight to a guest house, where there were already Qin technicians, women and two children waiting. As soon as Xylophone saw the Qin Technician woman, she was immediately shocked by her own inherent natural gas quality. People themselves may not be very beautiful, but the personal cultivation revealed between words and deeds makes people have an unattainable sense of distance, and they are respectful, but they dare not approach rashly. Mu Qin laughed secretly in his heart, how could those long-tongued women in the village chain the full moon and Technician Qin together. People guard such an elegant woman, will they put the full moon in their eyes, how big the sky can be seen by the frog at the bottom of the well.

In the evening, Technician Qin's family hosted a banquet in the dining room of the guest house to entertain the xylophone and his party, and also served a bottle of liquor and a few bottles of beer. Jing'er and the people didn't dare to touch the liquor, they didn't like the spicy throat, so they drank a few sips of beer. The people said while drinking, this wine has the smell of bamboo leaves and green seeds, and it is not good at all. Technician Qin said with a smile, when you get used to drinking, you will see Tian'er and think about drinking. Nowadays, people in the city want beer when they are served, and one person will not finish drinking three or five bottles.

During the banquet, Muqin explained in detail the management of the apricot forest in the village after he left, and told Technician Qin about the sales in the county and the purpose of coming to the city this time. Technician Qin said, your Secretary Yang and County Magistrate Du are both people with economic brains, who can see problems accurately, and also have long-term vision and courage. If the management of this apricot grove keeps up, the output will definitely increase greatly next year. It means that relying on this little market in the city and county, I am afraid that it will not be able to accommodate it. You should go outside to break into the market and take a step out of the world.

The next day, Technician Qin took Muqin and others, according to several units and stores provided by Secretary Yang, and contacted them one by one, and everything went smoothly. Because Secretary Yang had called in advance, he had agreed on the phone, but he negotiated the details on the price, time and quantity purchased. Basically, you can eat the apricot fruits in the village. There is only a little left of the star, except for eating at home, and sending it to relatives and friends, there is not much left.

After contacting the sales channel, Xylophone felt relaxed. A few cubs didn't want to go back immediately, saying that they had to go shopping in the big city after a long time, and if not, they would regret it for three lifetimes. Xylophone told Technician Qin that he wanted to ask his children to take a few babies who had never seen the world out for a walk and see the world. Technician Qin readily agreed.

Taking advantage of this free time, Muqin went to the city hospital and sent apricots to Dr. Yao to taste. Dr. Yao was very happy and said that he had not eaten the apricot fruit miles of Xinghua Village for several years. Muqin said, from now on, I will come to you every year to bring you apricots to eat, I'm afraid you will get tired of eating. Dr. Yao said with a smile, no, no, this is the apricot of my hometown, and I will never get tired of eating it.

The two naturally mentioned Ye'er's marriage. Dr. Yao said, Ye'er is a good girl who is hard to find, and I like it from the bottom of my heart. Even if the family is not going well, I also see Tian'er anxious for her. I'm doing a job, and it seems to be difficult. If it weren't for the people from the village who came to the hospital to make trouble some time ago, it would have been better to do something. This trouble has turned things upside down. Jin Fang is determined to divorce, and I can't listen to my words.

Xylophone Road, it was a few little cubs who went to make trouble behind the adult's back, and no one knew. By the time I found out, it had already been several days. For this matter, Uncle Sour Xing beat the people who took the lead enough, and he couldn't go out for a few days when he lay at home. However, the matter has already been committed, and no matter how much you regret it, it will not help.

Doctor Yao slapped his head again and again and said, I blame my in-laws, and Jin Fang is also wrong, and I think it was my in-laws' idea. Who knows, let him carry the black pot on his back and wronged him. It seems that if Ye'er's marriage is not guaranteed, I will be powerless. You go back and give a message to your in-laws, so that he can have a good idea.

This remark made both of them feel very heavy, and they didn't know what to say for a while. Dr. Yao wanted to hang up the phone at home and ask his wife to cook and entertain the xylophone, but the xylophone was stopped. Muqin didn't dare to say that the people and others also came, but said that there were a few people who came with them to visit the scenery on the street, and it is estimated that they are almost shopping now, and they have to hurry back to the village to prepare for selling apricots. While explaining, she got up to say goodbye, and Dr. Yao didn't stop until she was sent to the gate of the hospital.

The apricot fruit is already ripe in large areas. A tree with abundant fruits, golden and shining, stands in the courtyard of the hillside ditch and pond, quietly waiting for the owner to come and pick.

The more times like this, the more Maolin felt the weight of the burden on his shoulders and the weight of the responsibility. He shuttled around the village and outside the village without clothes, shouting and directing his youth guards to step up the care of the apricot forest day and night, for fear that someone would attack the fruit in his hand again. Xue'e ridiculed his lazy field work, saying that his own fruit did not grow well, and he was not in a hurry, but he was interested in the fruit of outsiders. Mao Lin replied disdainfully, a woman's family is long hair and short knowledge. What is the current situation, do you dare to be as childish as you were at the beginning? If you don't work hard with the xylophone, just wait for the lonely family to clean it up.

Zhenfu is also fluttering around borrowing scales and looking for sacks. He complained that when the group was in large groups, sacks were thrown everywhere in the village team. Now I need it urgently, but I can't find any of them, so I call the greedy thief to cover it. If you don't find enough of them, you'll have to search from house to house to see who's embarrassed.

The villagers were even more overjoyed, seeing Tian'er guarding their apricot grove and thinking about how to sell their apricot fruits first. This is all the result of Xylophone's trip to the county and city.

After the xylophone returned to the village, a village meeting was held the next day. The large number of people present and the friendly and peaceful atmosphere are rare in Xinghua Village over the years. Even the old man and the old woman, who couldn't even walk steadily, arrived with excitement. The people who participated in the management were in a good mood and their faces were full of self-satisfaction. Those who did not participate in the management were worried, wondering if the team would leave them all aside.

Muqin talked about the apricot selling plan that the village team studied overnight, that is, no matter whether they participated in the management or did not participate in the management, as long as they believe in the brigade collective, they can voluntarily participate in the apricot selling activities organized by the brigade. Because it is a collective organization to sell, just like the big collective, each family picks their own fruits and hands them over to the brigade, and Zhenfu is responsible for the weighing and bookkeeping. After all the fruits are sold and the money is recovered, the cost of the vehicle personnel is deducted, and then the price of the fruits is converted, and the apricots are paid to each family according to the catty and two kilograms. Those who participate in the management should also deduct all kinds of personnel remuneration and reasonable expenses that need to be paid in the management process.

Such an arrangement was naturally unanimously supported by everyone. The people who did not participate in the management were overjoyed, feeling that the brigade did not treat the disobedient as outsiders. Although there are also people who participate in the management have a little opinion, saying that those who do not engage in centralized management, the brigade should not care about them, and they only know how to pick up cheap. It was they who made trouble, others had benefits, but they did not forget them, and the brigade was too kind. After all, roughly calculated, the people who participated in the management still collected more fruits, and the income would definitely be high, and the big benefits still did not go to those people's homes. If you think about it this way, you don't care about it anymore.

Muqin went to the commune again, directly found Secretary Shen, reported in detail the harvest of apricot fruits in the village and the sales in the county and city, and asked the commune to come forward to help contact the vehicles that hauled the fruits. Secretary Shen strongly supported it, saying that County Magistrate Du also talked to me on the phone, if you don't care about such a good thing, what do you want the commune to do, you will go home to hoe and farm. After that, a phone call called the head of the tractor station. is still the stationmaster who played tricks with Yang Xiande and wanted to carry female cadres to the county seat for a meeting, surnamed Li.

Of course, Stationmaster Li didn't dare to make trouble in front of Secretary Shen. He patted his chest and promised to complete the task of pulling and transporting the fruits, and not to make a gap in the commune. After the guarantee is over, I asked the xylophone how many cars are needed, and how many are fine. He thought that sending two or three cars would be enough. Listening to the output reported by the xylophone casually, he was immediately stunned. He blushed and said to Secretary Shen, it's not that I blew the cowhide, it's that the output is too large. Even ten big cars may not be able to fit it, how can there be so many cars in the station.

Secretary Shen couldn't have imagined that Xylophone's appetite was so big, and he would ask for ten cars as soon as he opened his mouth. He looked at the xylophone suspiciously, and saw that she didn't seem to be joking, and believed that she didn't dare to joke in front of him, so he said to Stationmaster Li commandingly, I don't care, when the time comes, you just go to steal and rob, and you have to drive ten cars to Xinghua Village. Once the apricot fruit is fully ripe, it will not sit for long. If the fruit is rotten because of the lack of vehicles, I'm going to ask you. made Stationmaster Li scratch his scalp and walk out of Secretary Shen's office.

Secretary Shen said, no wonder County Magistrate Du said that the county town can't put aside the apricot fruits in your village, and he also alarmed Secretary Yang to contact the city. At first, I thought that County Magistrate Du was blowing the air for his hometown, but who would have thought that this would be the case. It seems that the apricot grove in your village is going to become the golden sign of the commune. You have to take care of it, and if you have any difficulties, come directly to me. In the one-acre and three-third of our Beishan Commune, no one dares to take my words seriously.

The harvest season is always full of joy in hard work, and joy in fatigue.

Last night, Xylophone gave a notice, and the village was immediately like boiling water in a pot, and the noise did not stop until late at night. Every household is busy looking for baskets, cloth bags, and bamboo poles, and arranging for all the people in the family to go into battle, the big and small babies have to climb the branches and climb the trees to pick, the men have to riveting their backs to the brigade office, and the old people and women have to pick up fruits under the trees and put them in baskets and bags, and no one can be idle. There were relatives outside the mountain, and they ran to inform them overnight, and Ming'er rushed to Xinghua Village early in the morning to help pick apricots and fruits. The more anxious people, without waiting for the dawn, took their family members into the apricot forest in the dark that night, and took advantage of the hazy moonlight to move in advance. Their actions really frightened some neighboring families. They were afraid that these people would take advantage of the darkness of the night to take advantage of the darkness and take their fruits and clean them up. As a result, many families moved their beds to their own trees, pricked up their ears, and watched vigilantly the apricot pickers' every move. If you get closer, cough loudly a few times immediately as a warning or reminder.

The villagers are so anxious, and they have their own reasons. The brigade informed that the date for harvesting the apricots was urgent, and there was only one or two days to go. The villagers naturally had to dial their little Jiujiu a few times in their hearts. Picking and handing over your own apricot fruits early is to seize the opportunity. If the action is too late and people don't want to collect enough, the cucumber vegetables in the mouth will not only be cold, but I am afraid they will be rotten. Everyone wants to hand in their own fruits as soon as possible, and there is a sense of urgency and trepidation to earn time and speed. When you start to do it, you are a little careless. Either he hit the treetops with a bamboo pole, or he grabbed the fruit and pulled it to death. Somebody even broke off the branch hanging with the dried fruit and threw it to the ground, so that the people under the tree could sit comfortably and pick it.

Xylophone went to the village early in the morning to check on the outside of the village, and was very surprised to see this scene. She hurried to Maolin and told him to send someone to inform all families that they were only allowed to pick fruits, and that they must not trample on trees. After harvesting the fruit, the brigade inspects the trees. Whoever destroys the tree will be punished and deducted from the apricot payment. Of course, Mao Lin didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sent people to give a notice. This is especially true of the fact that some trees are still missing arms and legs beyond recognition.

On this day, the most hectic thing is Zhenfu. He carried the three-pole scales to the front of the brigade and lined them up. A few young and strong young men were assigned to help, weighing, reading, bookkeeping, and framing, making them sweat profusely, and even had no time to and pee. Unable to hold it back, he left behind the crowd that came like locusts and ran to the school toilet to. Before I was halfway through, I heard someone arguing and scolding in front of the team, and I heard the voice of the sour jujube mother-in-law and the four-happy daughter-in-law osmanthus. He closed his eyes and pulled the remaining half of the with all his might. The more anxious you are, the more you can't solve it. Zhenfu reluctantly put on his pants and walked out of the school door with the other half, and saw the two of them poking each other's fingers in the face, arguing so red-faced.

The two of them quarreled over the scales. Sixi has not come back since he ran away from home. At home, only osmanthus led the waiting, pan'er and stop the sisters to pick apricots, and the manpower was weak, and the osmanthus was naturally anxious. She carried some of the apricots she had picked first, and hurriedly put the cloth bag on her shoulder on the scale. Don't you know that the sour jujube lady came one step earlier than her, and she has to weigh her share first. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the osmanthus had been occupied by the osmanthus on the scale, and he was immediately very dissatisfied. She pointed out that Sang scolded Huai and counted the land, and she had to take down the bag on the scale. Of course, Osmanthus didn't do it, thinking that she was bullying her man and not being at home, and she deliberately couldn't get along with her. The two of them argued regardless of their faces, and even had the intention of doing something. The sour jujube lady shouted in a high voice, you are in a hurry, the car that pulled the apricots overturned, and first deducted your apricot fruit into the ditch, so that you can't get a penny. The people watching the excitement next to him were immediately annoyed, Qi said, why don't you say a good word, the car that pulls the apricot hasn't come yet, you curse first, bad luck, phew, phew. The sour jujube woman also noticed that she was in a hurry for a while, and when she said that she was gone, she stopped her mouth boringly.

Zhenfu hurriedly ran over and said that what to fight for, isn't it just a matter of a moment. He also instructed the people who helped next to him that in the future, if the scales are passed, the people who come to hand over the apricots will all have to line up, and the people who intervene in the blanks will not be weighed, and they will not see the scene. His words had an immediate effect, the scene of the apricot exchange was no longer chaotic, and people were no longer fighting and arguing. Later, the xylophone came to inspect, and Zhenfu told the two about the quarrel. Xylophone only smiled silently, thinking in his heart, this arrangement was not meticulous and thoughtful, I thought that everything was arranged, and when I was about to fight, there were always some unexpected forks in the scene. Just by relying on oneself, even if it is a piece of iron, it can grind a few nails. Fortunately, Maolin Zhenfu recruited some trivial things for him. In the future, we really have to unite them, so as not to dance one-legged dance by themselves.

The words spoken by the crow mouth of the sour jujube woman really came true.

In the evening of the same day, under the almost frantic picking of old and young, the fruit of the whole village was basically finished. Except for those reserved for relatives and friends, all of them were loaded on the tractor. The yellow, orange, and orange shiny fruits were piled up all over the cart box, and the top was tightly covered with grass, for fear of falling down the bumps on the way. The tractor drivers were frightened one by one, saying that the road out of the mountain was too narrow, and there were many bends, and if there was a mistake or something, we would not be responsible.

The tractor drivers were entertained for dinner, led by a xylophone, and Maolin, Zhenfu and a group of selected sturdy men climbed into the car. Under the eager expectant gaze of the whole village, a long stretch of tractors rumbled out of the village.

The mountain road, which is not wide, becomes narrow when these behemoths of iron guys drive up. It's night again, the lights of the tractor are insufficient, and many sections of the road have to be commanded by a few people in front of them, and they can only be able to pass. The driver and the person commanding the car were sweating profusely, which was thrilling and painful. After driving to a downhill sharp turn, finally a car staggered and leaned on the hillside of the road, unable to move. Fortunately, it was tilted in the direction of the mountain, and if it was tilted in the other direction, it would definitely fall into the deep stream under the road.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat and looked at the body in a daze. Someone scolded the sour jujube woman, saying that the dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth, and its mouth stinks, and the words it says are even more stinky, and such a big car is also smoked.

There was no choice but to mobilize all the people who followed the car to unload the car. After the body is brought over, it is loaded on the road.

Xylophone got out of the car. She recognized at a glance that this section of the road was the place where she and Mao Sheng stepped into the mountains for the first time, and they had a husband and wife meeting by this stream. The stream was jumping and flowing happily in the ravine not far from the road, making a crisp sound of "whoosh". The lawn was still there, as lush as it had been then, with weeds and dark shadows swaying on the banks of the stream.

Xylophone sighed for a moment. It has been 14 years since I came to Xinghua Village. People are still the same people as they were back then, the road is still the same road they were back then, and the stream is still the same as when they were back, it seems that nothing has changed, but they feel that everything has changed greatly, and they have become strangers even to themselves. When I think about it, what has changed is my state of mind. The state of mind of youth and the state of mind of middle age are two heavens, and although there is a connection in the middle, they cannot be completely replaced. She silently asked herself, are you still the original xylophone, are you still the happy and carefree xylophone that grew up in the city, or the xylophone that is bored all day long after marriage and is entangled in family trivialities. The answer is no. At this time, a strong desire to miss her family suddenly rose in her heart. Over the years, only when I first arrived in Xinghua Village did I have such emotions. With the polishing of the days, she has long forgotten her parents and brothers who are far away in Nanjing, and she doesn't know what she has become now. She wanted to meet them urgently, make love with them, and pull with them the ups and downs of all these years.

Xylophone sometimes sighs, sometimes sad, sometimes excited, sometimes stunned, like a stupid person. Until people unloaded and reloaded the car and told her to get on the car and prepare for the road, she was still in a daze at the stream.

After getting into the car, the haze in Xylophone's heart was swept away, and he reappeared with a confident and rigid demeanor.

Zhenfu, who was sitting with her, muttered, "When we are in a hurry, we have to repair this road." If you don't repair it, the mountain rain will wash it tightly, and I'm afraid you won't even be able to pass the ox cart.

Xylophone replied, yes, this road needs to be overhauled. No, no matter how much fruit we produce and how much grain we threa, we won't be able to transport it to the mountains, and the villagers will never want to get rich.

Zhenfu said, let's prepare and start building roads this winter. It doesn't take much effort, as long as the road surface is smoothed out and the sharp corners are straightened, the road will be smooth.

Xylophone pondered for a long time, and replied, if you want to repair it, you can repair it well, build a big road that can run cars, once and for all. If you only do the small work of tinkering, I am afraid that you will have to repair it every year, and your efforts will be in vain.

Zhenfu didn't squeak, and said in his heart, it's easy to say, how much money and how much labor do you have to use, and where to find money, it's unrealistic.

This year's income from selling apricot fruits is something that the villagers never dreamed of.

As soon as the wheat harvest was completed, the apricot money was collected in batches. Every household has a sum of money that has never been seen before, ranging from three to five hundred yuan, to a thousand yuan, and the largest family has more than a thousand yuan. These more or less tickets were snatched by adults and children in turn, and they were carefully counted countless times with the saliva on the tip of their tongues. The more you count, the more you want to count, and the more you count, the more you can't let go. Some brand-new tickets, which were originally hard and tied, were pinched and twisted around by the fingertips of the big and small, and became much softer, and there was stubble on the edges. Some people are still worried about the thick stack of tickets in their hands, and they don't know where to put them in to be safe. As a result, there are various ways to hide the tickets. Some were hung on the fence, some were stuffed into the cracks of the walls of the corners, and some were buried in the grain hoards. Others simply sewed the ticket into the pillow and slept with the ticket on the pillow every night, saying that it was only when they fell asleep that they could feel at ease.

While the apricot fruit is abundant, the wheat in the field has also achieved a bumper harvest. The feces and urine that went into the field last year have begun to play a role this year. This year, the rain is reconciled, and the wind is coming, and the rain is going to rain, and the wheat grains are large and the seeds are grown, and the harvest is much more than last year. More importantly, this year, the village primary school has achieved unprecedented results since the establishment of the school, and several children have been admitted to the commune middle school. While the villagers were so happy with their income that they couldn't sleep all night, Xylophone was so happy that the school sent so many students out at once. In Muqin's view, it is only a matter of time before the increase in income, but the children dare not delay their studies in the slightest.

Because of the various experiences of his marriage, Mr. Hu deeply understood the sour apricot xylophones at that time and sacrificed their lives to help him recklessly. Therefore, he made up his mind to repay this kindness. He used all his strength to breastfeed, determined to make an appearance for the villagers to see, and more importantly, to show the bastards in the middle school that his surname Hu was by no means a straw bale bear. He racked his brains day and night to study the textbooks, pondered the path of the test papers every year, and taught in a targeted manner, and finally got such good results as he has today. Eight or nine babies, including Zhong'er, Xingzai, Bangwa, Dongzhi, Ziyan, Zhu'er, Wenwen and Binbin, were successfully admitted to the commune junior high school. Even the people in the commune's cultural and educational group were taken aback and muttered, Xinghua Village is going to produce unprecedented talents.

Muqin personally went to Mr. Hu's house, where he lived in the school, to congratulate him, and invited him and his family to eat at home. Mr. Hu was embarrassed to go, but he couldn't hold back the xylophone's hard persuasion, so he agreed. Hanging Er is already pregnant, the month is not big, and she is still moving freely, so she went to the xylophone house to help cook.

Xylophone made it very rare for Mao Sheng to sit in the courtyard and smoke, talking to Teacher Hu. She cooked the stir-fry herself, and stewed an old hen that was laying eggs, making the intoxicating aroma of meat waft through the yard. The foreign bank and the people followed each other and broke in, looking for something to do with Jing'er. Seeing that the atmosphere in the courtyard was like hospitality, they shrank their heads and were about to go out, when they called out the xylophone to pour dirty water from the pot house. Xylophone called out to them stiffly, saying that they were just looking for someone to accompany the wine, and you two came.

The two of them didn't dare to hide anymore, so they twisted into the courtyard and sat around Mao Sheng and Teacher Hu. Yang Xing and Mr. Hu have long known each other, and they are brothers-in-law and brother-in-law, so they talk nonsense. The foreign bank boasted to him about the many landscapes he saw during his trip to the county seat and city, especially the county magistrate and secretary in the compound of the county party committee, how he warmly received them, and so on. In fact, he didn't even cross the threshold of the county magistrate's secretary, but just stood outside the door and waited with bated breath. He also boasted that when I had the money, I would first install a phone at home, buy a car, and sit on the head of the bed at night and touch the phone to "hey, hey" a few times, and the matter would be done. During the day, I drove around to haul goods, which was simply beautiful. The people teased, you better save your thoughts, it's still early after dark. Wait until you go to bed at night to dream, preferably the dream of marrying a daughter-in-law, it is better than such a dry grinding flower.

Teacher Hu encouraged, it may not be a dream. If the situation is developing so well and so quickly, it will not take a few years for the dream to come true.

Mr. Hu is not very good at drinking, but he just protects his glass of wine, and no matter who toasts and advises him to drink, he symbolically sipes it with his lips. When the foreign company saw it, he was unhappy, saying that a big man's family was like a woman. The people echoed the words, intellectuals are like that, like those surnamed Yao, who are also persuaded to persuade and not drink.

This sentence made several people present feel uncomfortable when they heard it, especially Jing'er.

Ye'er has officially divorced Yao Jinfang, which is old news in Xinghua Village. But in the past few days, it was the headlines, and it was known by the wind, young and old. Yao Jinfang is still righteous, he didn't ask for anything at home, it can be said that he left the house. Even on the issue of the ownership of Jin Ye, he fully respected Ye'er's opinion and left it to Ye'er to raise. He himself also paid regular monthly alimony to the golden leaf, which puzzled the villagers. In the countryside, if anyone's family gets divorced, it won't be over if they don't turn the two sides upside down. Either raid the house and smash the pot, or seek death and hang yourself, until the old and young families on both sides are scarred and exhausted, and the matter is over. Ye Er dissolved her marriage with Yao Jinfang quietly, without even notifying Sour Xing's family. Afterwards, Sour Xing's family also complained that Ye'er was too kind-hearted, so they watched the family disperse, and they didn't discuss it with their families, what can they do in the future. The people even had to summon people to go to the county seat for a second "sweep", and they would not stop until the surname Yao became notorious and prestigious.

Ye'er seemed to be a little more relaxed. She replied calmly, Jin Fang and I are not the same temperament, and the gap in all aspects is so big, it would have been a mistake to combine them. It's only a matter of time before we get to this point. It's better to break up amicably than to break up playfully. Besides, Jin Fang is not a person without conscience, and even my future work and life have been considered and arranged, so what else do we have to worry about.

After her words came out, the villagers did not understand. It is said that poor people must have something to hate, and it is no wonder that Ye'er is such a weak and kind-hearted person who is not bullied by others. After the xylophone heard it, he praised Ye'er's actions and thoughts, saying that Ye'er was a rational person, and the twisted melon was not sweet. Rather than two people suffering together, it is better to find their own good life, which is liberation. I pay more and more attention to Ye'er's life.

When the people knew that they had spoken for a while, they were embarrassed to drink and did not dare to speak up.

After eating, Hang'er washed the dishes and bowls with the xylophone in the pot house. Hang'er sighed while washing, it's really a trick on people. Thinking about how good a couple Ye'er and Jing'er were back then, they were forcibly broken up. I always wanted to climb up the high branches, but I didn't know that I would fall down, and I fell so badly, really.

Xylophone replied, how can you see through some things. After all, Ye'er's fate is not miserable, she has a job, she has a living guarantee, and she will find a good master in the future, and her life will still be prosperous.

As if she remembered something, she stopped and hesitated, and said, sister-in-law, if I say something, don't be annoyed. Although Ye'er is a married person, he is kind and kind-hearted, and he is also a considerate person who is difficult to find. My family has always said that Jing'er and Ye'er have a deep relationship. Do you want to match them up again? If I didn't have that in mind, even if I didn't talk about it.

Xylophone also stopped what he was doing, pondered for a long time, and did not speak. Hang'er thought that the xylophone was unhappy, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

At this time, Zhong'er broke in and covered up the embarrassing scene just now. Zhong Er shouted when he entered the door, those who go to school in the commune, their families are ready to make new clothes, we can't do it.

Xylophone responded, do it, if we don't do it, don't you want people to look down on our Zhong'er and Xingzai. Xingzai, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, let out a "whoop" and then ran out of the yard.

Muqin knew that this was Xingzai's idea for Zhong'er again. I was embarrassed to say it, so I let Zhong'er take the lead. Zhong'er and Xingzi are two completely different babies. On learning and thinking about problems, Xingzi is not as thorough and profound as Zhong'er. When it comes to pondering some fresh ideas on weekdays and responding smartly, Xingzi is a lot taller than Zhong'er. When the two are together, they can be regarded as having their own strengths and complementing each other. Some things that Jing'er doesn't know how to handle, they can also do it.

Because of the money saved by selling apricots, the money is no longer so tight, and the people who are admitted to school want to let their babies and cubs mix in the human scene with dignity. As a result, the adults of several families rushed to make new clothes. After comparing and comparing with several families, they all think that the male baby looks good in blue pants and white coats, and the female baby looks beautiful in green pants and red coats. So, on the first day of school, these seven or eight babies seemed to be dressed uniformly, and they became a beautiful scenery in the team of new students, which provoked the parents who went to school to send students to look straight.

The Quartet went to the school to send Wenwen and Bin Bin, and met the people in the same village who sent the baby. Several people got together affectionately, counting this year's income and optimistic prospects. Among the adults who came to see off the students, there were only Maolin, Maosheng, and then Maoshan. Four seasons have something to do at home, and they can't get out. Sixi is out of town again, and he can't come. Four Seasons and Osmanthus asked him to send Su'er and the Winter Solstice together, which means that the Quartet also had to send Wenwen and Bin Bin, so that he could help them go through the enrollment procedures. There are not many people in the Quartet, especially Maolin and Maosheng are also here, so I want to express my meaning and get closer to each other. After they found the dormitory and class, and settled the babies and cubs, the Quartet took Maolin and Maosheng's wrists, saying that they would not be seen for a long time, and no one would leave at noon today, and they would all come to my place for a drink. Maosheng and Maoshan were afraid of causing him trouble, so they shirked and thought about not going. Mao Lin said, let's go, the Quartet is also a heart, if you don't go, you will embarrass him. With Maolin speaking, the two of them naturally no longer shirked. They humbly said, polite, too polite, and involuntarily walked towards the hotel with the four directions.

The supply and marketing cooperatives hotel is still the same, the only change is that Sifang no longer lives in a collective dormitory, but lives in two rooms on the northeast corner of the high-walled compound, which is the original house where his family lived. After Jin Lian and Wa Cub moved out, the unit did not take back the house, but the head of the hotel moved his own bedding in. The leader is from Beishan Village, and he has never lived here, but he just took the opportunity to occupy a room and put some idle things. There are guests from afar at home, so there is a place to arrange accommodation. Therefore, on weekdays, only one person from the four sides occupies these two rooms. Sometimes, Jin Lian and Wa Cub also come to stay for a few days, which is as convenient as being in their own home.

I heard that someone from the village had come, and the bank also came to talk. His illness has been completely cured, and the monthly vacation has made him truly feel the sweetness and pleasure brought by the love of husband and wife. The Quartet knows the inside story of this. The bank was grateful for the Quartet's efforts in seeking medical treatment and resettlement, and regarded him as a close confidant who talked about everything. There is no shying away from talking to him. Moreover, Vanilla is already pregnant, and she swings around the street with a big belly all day long, which illustrates this more powerfully. In fact, Vanilla didn't want to show his face on the street, but Huoyazi may have been a little weak because of the matter of Zhenfu and picking up ashes, so he insisted on Vanilla doing this, and said that it would be good to do it like this, and it would be good to give birth to a baby when he was a child. The bank didn't know anything about Daddy's dust. In recent years, he has been in a good mood and his work is going well. Especially after Vanilla became pregnant, he smiled all day long, looking full of energy, and he couldn't see a trace of the past depression, as if he had changed people.

The bank said to the Quartet, third brother, you can talk to a few brothers tonight and drink slowly. I'll take care of all the things on the stove. In a few moments, I will have food and wine brought to me, and it will be on my account. When I'm done, I'll come to accompany you. The Quartet is full of answers, good miles, good miles.

After a few glasses of wine, everyone's face was rosy, and their tongues went straight without bending. First, he repeated the apricot income and the abundant wheat crop, and as he spoke, the topic turned to the temple at the foot of the mountain north of the village.

Perhaps because of the warm hospitality of the Quartet, Moshan wanted to express his gratitude and curry favor with the Quartet. Then he preached with his tongue straight, and since the temple was settled, he heard that it could be cured, and many people from outside the mountains came all the way to worship it. Jin Lian is also famous in all parts of the country, and there is no one who doesn't know her good magic and good means.

Mao Lin stared at the red circle and asked the Quartet, Jin Lian is your daughter-in-law, and you know the root best. Today, there are no outsiders present, so let's say something from your heart, is this god really there?

Quartet said, at first, I didn't believe it either. But Jin Lian always said that in her dreams at night, she heard the voice that spoke to her, telling her how to worship her. Later, she believed it. I worship it with all my heart, and I know a lot of things that I don't know. Some minor illnesses and disasters, let her make trouble, and it's fine. Whether others believe it or not is someone else's business, anyway, I believe it.

Maoshan follows the road, it is to be believed, and the one in my house is believed. Originally, Ziyan and Dalu didn't have a good idea, and their studies were a mess. went to Jin Lian to tinker with the drums, and went to the temple to make a few wishes. No, I also kept up with my studies, and I was admitted to middle school. You say it doesn't work.

Mao Lin and Mao Sheng didn't dare to answer the conversation, and they were still skeptical.

The bank answered, and everyone here said that Jin Lian's sister-in-law is a person with great magical powers. If it were a half-person, it might not be very believable. But so many people believe it, this is a certainty, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it. I heard my sister-in-law say that after August 15 this year, Xian'er will open a dojo on the north mountain of our village. At that time, no matter what problems you have or what you want, as long as you sincerely ask for it, you will be able to get help from God. Those who are sick are cured, those who have wishes make wishes, and those who have things are done. It is rumored all over the town and the surrounding villages, and they are all ready to go to the north mountain of our village to worship the gods in those days.

Mao Lin and Mao Sheng's eyes widened, and they said why haven't we heard.

Maoshan added, "I know it, and I know it to some of the women in my house and in the village. I am also going to rush in those days, go to worship properly, and make a wish.

In fact, Maoshan still has an important thought that has not been said. Since he married his mother-in-law, he has not given birth to a baby. In desperation, Ziyan and Dalu were brought from outside the mountain. This time, the two of them held back their strength to ask the gods to bless them and give birth to a flesh and blood.

After returning home, Mao Sheng told him about drinking in the Sifang Hotel, and secretly told Muqin that after August 15, Jin Lian was going to open a dojo for the gods on the North Mountain.

Of course, Xylophone didn't believe his nonsense, saying that there were no gods and ghosts, wasn't it just a wild fox, and I hadn't seen it. What's so weird, we can't go.

Mao Sheng asked in surprise, have you seen that fire fox, why have you never heard of it? Listening to the xylophone tell the process of seeing in the snow in winter, Mao Sheng told him in shock, you have to be careful everywhere. Doesn't it mean that whoever has seen a fire fox will be unlucky?

Xylophone replied disdainfully, what's unlucky, I'm not good. The management of Xinglin has been successful, Jing'er and Xingzi have been admitted to school again, and good days are still waiting for them, what bad luck can you do. Mao Sheng couldn't say anything for a while.

The dojo on the North Mountain was officially opened on August 20. Gradually, with the development of the dojo, its scale is grand, the number of people is large, the atmosphere is warm, the devotion is devout, the content of worship is rich, and the results are funny, which is unprecedented in the history of Pak Son Commune. The people of Xinghua Village really know two idioms, that is, what is jaw-dropping and what is expected. Although among the young and old in the village, only a few children who have gone to school can accurately interpret these two idioms.

At the beginning, although it was rumored in the village that on August 20, the gods on the north mountain would reopen the cave to help the world and save the people, but it was only limited to some women and spread secretly. Most families, especially men, scoffed, saying that our ancestors have lived in this mountain for generations, and they have never heard of any gods. Why will a cave fairy pop up all of a sudden, but coax the babies and cubs not to cry and play.

Originally, only a very small number of women in Xinghua Village were keen on worship. It was all under the encouragement of Jin Lian, and under the tandem of Zhenshu women everywhere, they gradually moved their minds and had the idea of being ready to move. Even so, they did not dare to spread it with great fanfare. Even, some people don't even dare to speak out about their own men. The men in Xinghua Village are basically utilitarians, and if they don't see rabbits, they will never let go of the eagle talons that are clenched in their hands. As soon as they heard the woman's words, they stretched their faces and reprimanded, save your energy, go to the fields to do more work, and be idle. He also said that a woman's house would not be opened for three days, and she would be arrogant if she gave a little skin. I still want to be close to the gods.,Stinky and beautiful you.。 The women did not dare to force it, although their hearts were already in a mess.

By the twentieth day, no one in the village had moved unusually. I got up as usual, dressed and ate, and pondered where to go to harvest corn and grain. There are people who want to go to Beishan to worship and worship, although they have prepared the necessary things, they have not picked up the head to go up the mountain. They walked around the courtyard and watched, pretending to be indifferent. But the eyes are nervously watching, to see which one is moving, and who is starting to act, so as to find an excuse for their actions. Those mothers-in-law who were eager to try in the past seem to have such thoughts. They pressed their temperament in unison, secretly competing for patience.

Just as there was such a stalemate, I saw a figure flashing at the intersection leading to the outside of the mountain. At first, there were a few scattered figures, and gradually there were groups of three or five figures. When the sun rose in the middle of the sky, an endless stream of people rushed into the village, stepped over the ditch, passed through the courtyard, and went straight to the north mountain. If you look closely, they are all unfamiliar faces outside the mountain. There were men and women, supporting the old and the young, carrying baskets in the crooks of their arms, in which there was a big wrist made of fine porcelain, coarse porcelain or kiln, and a pair of newly bought red chopsticks and a foot of brand-new red cotton cloth. What's more, some old men and old ladies who have been bedridden all the year round have also been rushed to Beishan by their children and grandchildren, or carried on their backs or pushed by carts, and rushed to Beishan in one go.

It was like stones being thrown into a pond one after another, splashing the waves that swelled up at the source. Xinghua Village immediately seemed to be boiling a pot, and the villagers were boiling. People rushed to tell each other, saying that there were really gods on the North Mountain, if not, why would the people outside the mountain enter the mountain. In addition to being surprised, the women and women who were already preparing to go to worship immediately tore off the dough that had been pinched for a long time, and hurriedly joined the worship procession, and marched to the top of the high and steep north mountain together. It is like a riverbed with a flash flood. The surging flow of people roared, rolled, shocked, washed, and swept up more people who had been watching the scenery from the shore, and merged into the rapids. Followed in a panic, blindly followed, and swept away involuntarily, running towards the north mountain, running to the top of the mountain Pingkan, which was both familiar and unfamiliar. As a result, the riverbed was pounded wider and wider, and the flow of people became more and more turbulent, and its magical power became more and more powerful. As a result, it further attracted a more turbulent flow of people, washed over a wider riverbed, and exuded more magical power.

The North Mountain is steep and difficult to walk. Even the villagers who are accustomed to walking mountain roads are reluctant to climb as long as there is nothing special to do on weekdays. As a result, the slopes are overgrown with vegetation and there is no decent path to the top. Today, it's a different story. Standing at the foot of the mountain, I stretched my neck and looked up, and there were a few sheep intestine paths that had been trampled out, coiling up like a belt, leading to the high peak. From time to time, the trail is filled with the shouts of worshippers. Like a harrier eagle drilling into the sky, it flicked its wings a few times, dropped a few birdsongs, and quietly disappeared in the lofty mountains and mountains, and disappeared without a trace.

At the foot of the mountain there are some people, all of whom are looking at the mountain and sighing. Most of them are frail or bedridden old people, unable to climb the mountain, unable to worship immortals, and devout in their hearts. You have to pray and pray, let the fairy know her suffering, so that she can stretch out her magical hand and exert her magical power to remove the cancer on her body. I don't know if it was the rumor that said that the old and infirm people don't have to go up the mountain in person. As long as you hold your breath and pray quietly by the shrine at the bottom of the mountain, let those strong children and grandchildren go up the mountain to worship, and you can still get the help of the fairies. As a result, the shrine, which had long been obsolete after being exposed to the wind and rain, was rejuvenated and energetic. The shrine is wrapped in a new red cotton cloth, and although the handwriting on the shrine is blurred, the old incense burner is full of incense. Traces of smoke swirled into the air, torn in the breeze, and dissipated into the void above the shrine. Around the shrine, respectfully kneeling were people with gray hair and weak breath. They muttered and kowtowed to the shrine. Everything seemed so natural, so sincere, so touching. There was a burning expectation in his anxious eyes, and he set it all up on the small wooden tablet in the shrine.

The summit of the North Mountain is 639 meters above sea level. This is the accurate data that Zhong Er found in the county government history office when he was sorting out this history of the mountain village. Moreover, in order to experience first-hand how people felt when they climbed the mountain at that time, he once again followed the vaguely recognizable mountain path that he stepped on back then, and went straight to the peak. By that time, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. sighed that he had always been pampered, and completely spoiled his originally strong body.

But people didn't feel tired. With hope and fervor, they climbed trees and pulled branches, rose up, sweated like rain, and panted to climb to the steep peaks. Towards the top of the mountain, the trees began to thinn. Only the dense red grass swayed and danced in the "whirring" mountain wind, as if welcoming rare guests from afar.

On the top of the hill there was a large piece of flat, fertile land, and the grass was also half a man's depth. There is a mountain spring in the middle of the plot with crystal clear water and a few skinny frogs roaming in the water. Not far from the mountain spring, there stood a stump of a black tree more than two people high, and the head of the tree was wrapped in a red cloth the size of a sheet. Beside the tree, there was indeed a new clump of branches, pulled out from under the stump, and grew vigorously.

The dojo of the immortals is located here.

Those who come to worship and pray should first bow down in front of the stump. Take out the bowl, chopsticks, red cloth and other objects from the basket, wipe the inside of the bowl clean, and then smoothly place it on the mountain ground full of earth, sand and grass clippings. To put the red chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, cover the bowl tightly with the brand-new red cotton cloth. After being settled, the visitor can kneel on the ground, concentrate on the recitation, and seriously recite his own requirements and wishes. After chattering for a while, he lifted the corner of the red cloth slightly, and carefully checked whether there was anything at the bottom of the bowl. If there is, whether it is soil and sand, or grass clippings and sticks, they will exclaim, "The immortals have given me a miracle medicine." When he got the miracle medicine, he immediately wrapped the bowl tightly with a red cotton cloth and slammed his head against the stump for a while. Thanking the gods for their apparitions and making vows, such as building temple statues and offering incense. After praying, he went to the mountain spring called the sacred spring, scooped up half a bowl of spring water with the bowl containing the divine medicine, and drank it with his head raised along with the divine medicine he prayed for. After that, you can go down the mountain happily and contentedly. As a result, there was a large number of people kneeling around the stump, shaking their shoulders and heads everywhere. The mountain spring is also full of people scooping up the divine water and drinking.

Those filial children and grandchildren who begged for medicine for the old people at the foot of the mountain had to carefully carry half a bowl of immortal medicine and divine water, stumbling all the way down to the foot of the mountain, and serving it to the old man who was waiting there as soon as possible. asked the old man to drink it in one go, and he kept asking the old man how he felt after drinking the magic medicine, whether the pain had been reduced a little. Those who had drunk the magic medicine all nodded and replied, it was light, a lot. Once there is such a scene, it will definitely drive a few people who are watching the excitement next to them to rush up the mountain to pray for this miracle medicine.

Of course, there are some unlucky ones. It was easy to find the miracle medicine, but it was urgent, the mountain was high and steep, the road was narrow and slippery, and the steps were unstable. Before he could get down to the foot of the mountain, or just after he got down to the mountainside, he accidentally spilled the magic potion in the bowl or smashed the bowl. There was no way, and the person who did not smash the bowl immediately turned around and climbed up the mountain again. The person who smashed the bowl looked like a crying and mournful face, as anxious as an ant in a hot pot. They looked around to see if there was a place in the village to sell bowls. No one in the village has ever opened a shop or shop, so naturally they can't buy new bowls, and used bowls can't be used. Even if the villagers wanted to help, they could not do anything. These people angrily scolded the poverty and isolation in this mountain, and hurried to their homes. I went to my village to buy a new bowl, and I waited for early tomorrow morning, and then I came to ask for the miracle medicine.

In fact, the most are those who kneel down on the top of the mountain and find nothing. They are generally cautious and light-hearted. I spent the whole day in the cold mountain wind and the scorching sun, kowtowing over and over again, and carefully lifting the corners of the cloth over and over again to check the slightest gap. There is no miracle medicine, and it is carefully covered. Because of their careful care, the bowl was clean, and there was not a trace of grass clippings and dust, and they would never be able to ask for the magic medicine. They had no choice but to go down the mountain in despair and return the next day to pray. Later, someone discovered the secret, saying that this new cotton cloth is easy to stick to grass clippings and sand, and if you keep lifting it and putting it back on, something will definitely be brought into the bowl. Therefore, in order to save trouble, some impatient people vigorously turned the red cloth on the bowl around. Sure enough, they would soon be able to get the elixir. No matter what they asked, they all ran to the sacred spring, scooped up the water, raised their heads and drank it, and then hurried down the mountain.

There will be a hundred descriptions of what the magic medicine looks like. Some say it's the same flour as loess, some say it's a shiny herb stick, some say it's a leaf, some say it's ants, soil insects and other small animals, all of which are drunk into the stomach with spring water, and don't dare to spoil a little. What's more, a person who asked for a miracle medicine actually claimed to have asked for a little lazy toad. I had the heart to swallow it, but I was really panicked. I had to put it in the divine spring and ask for it again.

There are different opinions on the efficacy of the miracle medicine. There are people who have been hunched over and have never straightened up for half their lives, and after drinking the magic medicine, they immediately sit like a clock and stand like a loose. There are lame and blind people, after drinking miracle medicine, throwing away crutches and running down the street, or opening their eyes wide to test their eyesight with good eyes. A woman who has never been pregnant for life is pregnant after drinking the miracle medicine for less than a month, and is waiting at home to give birth to a baby.

There are also those who say that it doesn't work, and most of them are people from Xinghua Village. The Zhenshu woman fell into the ice cave when she came home because she went to the house of her third daughter-in-law Jin Lian to sew underwear and pants for her grandson who was a soldier in the autumn equinox last winter, and she was hurt by the cold and pain all the time. After drinking the miracle medicine, I didn't see the slightest improvement. Maoshan and his family went to pray for the magic medicine, and they both drank the potion, but they never puffed up their bellies. Even, Mao Lin secretly encouraged Xue'e to ask for miracle medicine to cure her problem of not growing pubic hair. After drinking the magic medicine, I saw Tian'er looking at Xue'e's crotch, but I didn't see a single hair growing. Of course, these people's illnesses are all personal, and naturally they will not be publicized everywhere outside. As a result, the mana of the gods on the north mountain spread more and more gods, and spread more and more widely. It has even spread to the county dozens of kilometers away.

At the same time, the red bloodcloth, new porcelain bowls and new chopsticks in the stores of various supply and marketing cooperatives have been snapped up, and the market has been completely out of stock. Those buyers are running around day and night in manufacturers of all sizes near and far, and they can't buy goods with cash. In a hurry, the store managers jumped on the high ground and scolded the buyers for being a group of rice buckets, shouting that if they couldn't buy any more goods, they would all be sent home to farm.

The influence of the dojo was greater, and so was the commotion, which attracted great attention from the leaders of the commune.

Secretary Shen personally ordered the generals to form a working group led by Yang Xiande, Xiao Qian, a member of the propaganda committee, Xiao Lin, a police officer from the police station, Xiao Jia, a civil affairs assistant, and cadres of the management area to which Xinghua Village belongs, and drove into Xinghua Village. Muqin and other village cadres were required to organize personnel to set up a pass at the entrance of the village, strictly check the outsiders, and not allow anyone who came to worship to enter the village and go up the mountain.

Of course, Xylophone did not dare to slack off, and immediately gathered the village cadres together, dispatched a group of young cubs, set up a shack at the entrance of the village, and took turns on duty day and night, strictly guarding the pass, and not letting in anyone who might want to go up the mountain to worship. Even so, there are still very few people who manage to get into the village and climb the north mountain. Some of these people are relatives and friends of the villagers, and for the sake of face, they are embarrassed to block back, so they cover up and mix in so-so. The other part secretly climbed over the mountain next to the village entrance and went straight to the north mountain. The vast majority of people were effectively intercepted. This is especially true that this vigorous worship activity has lasted for more than half a month. According to the most conservative estimates, the number of pilgrims on the mountain reached the thousands.

The second step taken by the Working Group was the destruction of the shrine at the foot of the North Mountain. He climbed to the top of the north mountain, knocked down the stump of the sacred tree, and filled the fountain of the eyes.

Many years later, Yang Xiande, who is the mayor of Beishan Town, has to regret and be annoyed by his reckless and hasty actions. In desperation, although he took out a large amount of money from the tight financial funds, built the stump of the sacred tree made of cement as it was, and re-excavated a mountain spring on the original site of the sacred spring, but it has long lost the charm of the year. Moreover, the spring has been blocked, and there is no longer the clear wave of the year. All that is stored in the spring is a pool of rainwater left over from the rainy season, and it is turbid. Fortunately, he didn't have time to cut off the roots of the branches around the stump of the Divine Tree, so that he could retain a cluster of dense branches that sprouted from under the stump, proving to the world that the Divine Tree once had a miracle and divine might.

The third step is to investigate the initiators behind the pilgrimage. Speaking of which, this work is very simple, but it is very troublesome to actually do. Everyone in the village knew that Jin Lian was the initiator of the whole incident, and even the village cadres such as Muqin knew it, but no one dared to stand up and testify. The reason is very simple, they all live in a village for generations, and they don't look up all day long, if you stand up and identify her, it is not only Jin Lian who will be offended, but a circle of relatives and a large family behind her. The affairs of the public family are like a gust of wind, and the past is over. However, the harm to the personal family will not pass in a gust of wind, but will hate you for a lifetime and take revenge on you for a lifetime.

The working group first questioned the village cadres and asked them to respond truthfully to the situation and to be bold in providing and speculating on possible suspects. The xylophones are all confused, saying who knows, such a big village, and they are all single-door and single-courtyard, except for what activities the group has, in order to get together, they are usually busy with their own work, and it is difficult to know who has added a baby and a cub is pregnant, let alone doing these illegal things. Zhenfu also blinked his little eyes, and quietly told the people in the working group that it would be the scene made by some idle people outside the mountain, who were afraid of causing trouble in their own village, so they ran to the mountains to toss. Yang Xiande rolled his eyes in anger.

The working group is not easy to fool, and of course does not believe that the village cadres have come up with shoddy tricks that they don't know anything about. They said that you don't have to cover up with each other, and when the working group finds out, even you cadres, big and small, will be dealt with in a bunch. As a result, the working group divided into several groups and went door-to-door for interrogation and investigation. The villagers are also like village cadres, who don't know anything about it. If you are in a hurry, you dare to be impatient with the working group. Jin Lian's home had already been cleaned up, and there was no sign of worship for the gods. Although there is still a smell of incense in the house, the Zhenshu woman and Jin Lian insist that it is a burning hygienic incense. If the public doesn't call for burning sanitary incense, then how can the supply and marketing cooperative's store be open for sale? The reasons are sufficient, and the words are conclusive, so that the working group is also distracted. In fact, there are also people in the working group who go to the mountains to seek medicine. Moreover, in the commune compound, there are quite a few people who have secretly climbed the mountain. Therefore, in the course of the investigation, there were many people who made a fool of themselves. Even if there are some clues, it is a secret, and it is not bothered to track down, just to make a show to deal with the errand.

After a few days of tossing and turning in the village, the team did not find any tricks. had to hastily withdraw the troops and withdraw from Xinghua Village.

Such an incident did not even alarm the high-ranking officials in the county, and no one investigated it. Secretary Shen naturally breathed a sigh of relief, rejoicing in his good fortune. Seeing that the working group had not found out that he was ugly, he threw the matter behind him and did not mention it again.

The bitterness only suffers from the managers and clerks of the stores of the various supply and marketing cooperatives. They had traveled long distances to get a large number of red creasses, chopsticks, and magnetic bowls, hoping to make a fortune. Who knows, as soon as the people who called the commune stirred up, the goods were immediately pressed into the bottom of the warehouse, and no matter how much they shouted, they could not be sold. According to insider estimates, with such a large number of goods and quantity, even if they are sold for another two years, I am afraid there is no need to buy them. was so angry that the managers of the supply and marketing cooperatives scolded the commune for being a dog meddling in the affairs of a mouse, and it was purely full of food.

The pilgrimage that lasted for more than half a month finally disappeared. Like the strange wind that Zhong'er called a tornado forty-three years ago, it came in an instant, raged for a while, and then stopped abruptly. What was left to Xinghua Village, in addition to the wild wolves, completely broke the original peaceful and leisurely days of the villagers.

For a long time to come, the villagers did not escape from this almost crazy scene. They are still fascinated by the process of what happened, how it developed, and all kinds of anecdotes and jokes that have arisen from it. For example, the sour jujube lady went to the mountain and found a soil worm. After drinking the cold spring water, she pulled her stomach for several days, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, and she walked with a snarky child. What the full moon asks for is guano like guano. After drinking it, I always suspect that what I drank was bird droppings. When she thought about it, she was sick to her stomach. Vomit and can't vomit, don't vomit and be suspicious, and eat all day long.

Of course, not all negative voices, but also positive statements. Mao Qing said that when he was young, he suffered from backache and leg pain due to the cold, but he drank the magic medicine he obtained on the top of the mountain, and he was much better for a while. According to his mother-in-law, that day, she and Maoqing went to ask for medicine, and they only thought about prayer for a while, and forgot to look at the bowl in time. After a long time, I lifted the red cloth and saw that there were dozens of ants crawling in the bowl. Mao Qing hurriedly ran to the divine spring, scooped up water and drank it. A few days after returning home, the backache and leg pain have been reduced a lot, and I still don't feel sore. Mao Qing is an honest and honest master, and is recognized by the old and young masters of Xinghua Village. As a result, his words are very persuasive. Those who think that the miracle medicine does not work dare not argue anymore, so they can only secretly find out the reason for their own body. Could it be that he was not sincere and determined when he asked for medicine, and he did not get the favor of Xian'er, etc.

Most of the villagers' arguments only stay on the surface of things, and if they lack deep thinking, they seem to be floating, as if they have no brains. Zhenfu squatted quietly at home and deeply dissected the whole incident. He realized his stupidity, missed a great opportunity to make a fortune, and scolded himself for being a fool. Just imagine, at that time, I already knew that I had to bring new cloth, new bowls, and new chopsticks to the mountain to seek medicine, so why didn't I think of going to the town to buy a batch of goods. Those who are hot-headed and can't find anything to buy from him will definitely come to him to buy them. As long as the price is raised a little, wouldn't it be a small fortune to sit back and enjoy it? As a result, he began to ponder how to find another way, find unpopular people to take advantage of loopholes, make his own home, and make himself rich. Of course, he would never talk to anyone about such thoughts. He was afraid that the villagers would learn from him to take advantage of the gaps, and he would be able to make anyone's money. At the same time, he was also secretly looking forward to when Jin Lian would make some more movements, and it would be better to make a bigger and more lively noise than this time.

While Zhenfu was pondering, Xylophone was also reflecting, thinking about some of the inspirations he had gained from this matter.

Maosheng carried a xylophone on his back and really went to the mountain to make a wish. However, the vast majority of people who go up the mountain have very different thoughts from their own. They all came to seek medicine for treatment, and neither they nor their families had any symptoms. He was anxious to go up the mountain to ask for medicine, but he just wanted to ask the gods to bless Jing'er, marry his daughter-in-law as soon as possible, and then hold his grandson as soon as possible. So, after receiving the magic medicine, he stood by the divine spring and hesitated. I don't know if this magic medicine should be drunk by himself, or if Jing'er should drink it himself. After hesitating for a long time, he thought that the medicine he had asked for for Jing'er should be drunk by Jing'er before it worked. I don't want to leave the xylophone and find a master again, drinking it will not only be in vain, but it will ruin the good home. So, he carefully brought the divine water back to the West Courtyard, concealed the xylophone, and forced Jing'er to drink it. Jing'er saw that there was a small pinch of mountain soil at the bottom of the bowl, and refused to drink anything. Mao Sheng couldn't resist him, so he had to pour it to the sow in the pen very regretfully. I still thought in my heart that the magic medicine is the magic medicine, and if I give it to the pigs, I may be able to produce more piglets.

Jing'er told her mother about this, which caused Muqin to laugh and hurt her belly. She said repeatedly, why don't you ask him to drink, or go find a little woman to come to the house again, help us with laundry, cooking, and housework, so that I don't have to deal with these annoying chores all day long. When Mao Sheng heard Xylophone's words, he had already blushed. He was silent, and when he saw Jing'er, he was also uncomfortable.

There is one word that has been dangling in Xylophone's head, and that is occlusion. The blockage of people's thoughts, especially the thoughts of the people of Xinghua Village, is like an uncultivated wasteland. No matter what kind of seed it is, it will take root and sprout when it lands, grow with the wind, and grow pleasantly and annoyingly. If you don't help you choose some high-quality seeds, I don't know what kind of grass seedlings will emerge in the future. In addition, the village is closed, and information from outside the mountain cannot come in, so the opportunity cannot be seized. Like this pilgrimage, there was a commotion outside the mountain, but the vast majority of the villagers sat peacefully at home and didn't know it. The reaction was even more sluggish, and when he saw that the people outside the mountain were in full swing, he hurriedly followed the trend to learn to do it. Fortunately, this kind of thing happened, if there is any good business and good project, wouldn't it be too late to bring three springs to June. Therefore, the xylophone strengthened its own ideas. If you want to break the isolation of the mountain village, the first thing is to build roads. No matter what kind of trick it is, whether it is a good thing, such as selling apricot fruits, or a bad thing, like the worship of the gods carried out by Jin Lian, as long as you can bring in people from outside the mountain and transport the things inside the mountain, the stagnant village will be alive, and the brains of the villagers will be alive. The rest is that the eight immortals cross the sea to show their abilities. How much more can we afford to be in this poor life?

At this time, she felt that it was necessary to re-understand and position Zhenfu and other people who are good at using their brains. This road construction was also proposed by him first, which shows that he had realized this early on. Although he proposed to simply fix the road, he would never agree to this kind of petty trick like a baby peeing and picking sand.

In this drug-seeking turmoil, Sour Xing's family was also involved, it was Ye'er and Niang.

On the morning of August 20, the sour apricot woman was also restless. Like other women, she kept moving in and out of the house early in the morning. After entering the house for a moment, he ran back to the street. After a while, come back again. His eyes wandered, as if he was waiting for something. When Sour Xing saw her sneaky appearance, she was puzzled, so she asked her what was wrong and what was the matter. Of course, the woman refused to tell the truth, and said perfunctorily, Ye Er sent a letter saying that she was going to come back with the gold leaf for a few days in the past two days, and it was estimated that she would come today. Sour Xing asked, I don't know, who carried the letter. The woman covered up and said, "I went to the town to pick up medicine yesterday on National Day, and I came back to talk about it." Actually, Ye Er and her mother did want to come, but not voluntarily, but when the sour apricot woman asked Guoqing to come to the town to pick up medicine, she deliberately ran to ask Ye Er to come as soon as possible. She wants to rush on the first day of opening the dojo, while Xian'er has just come out of the cave, her spirit is refreshing, and her mood must be good, so she can help Ye'er get rid of evil and help her get through the sad ditch in front of her. She didn't dare to talk to a man about it. If it was mentioned, the man would never agree to it. has been married for decades, and she knows her man's temperament well.

When Sour Apricot heard that Ye'er was coming, she was very happy. Since Ye'er and Jin Fang divorced, Sour Xing sent letters several times, wanting to ask Ye'er to go home and live for a few days. Not for anything else, I just want to ask Ye'er to come back and relax. There are many people in the family, and it is better to talk and express affection than to be bored in your own home. Her divorce, the family has gone from not understanding to gradually understanding.

Feng'er, the daughter-in-law of the National Day, first comforted the family and said that Ye'er's divorce was not necessarily a bad thing. It would be a sin for the two to live tepidly like this for many years. Now, both of them are relieved. As soon as I have the opportunity, I will give Ye'er another stable person, find a suitable person, and still live a good life.

Her words gave great comfort to the family of the six gods and no masters. What the family needs most at this time is precisely this kind of comforting words that boost morale and look forward to the infinite future. Sour Xing is also like her own woman, looking forward to Ye'er coming home soon. Moreover, he really wants gold leaf too.

Ye'er entered the house at noon. As soon as she entered the door, the sour apricot woman stuffed the gold leaf into the sour apricot and said I will talk to Ye'er first, and you will go around the street with the gold leaf. Sour apricot happily hugged the gold leaf and went out, and really ran to the street to see the excitement. Here, the sour apricot woman didn't care about talking to Ye Er, so she took the red cloth bowls and chopsticks brought by Ye Er, and dragged her out of the door with her front and back feet. When passing by the door of the health center, the sour apricot woman told Feng'er to remember to go home and cook lunch at noon. With that, he hurried to the north mountain.

Feng'er knew her mother-in-law's intentions. When I returned to the health center and preached to the National Day, Ye'er was still a junior high school student, so why did she believe in these crooked ways. Guoqing smiled bitterly, she suffered such a big incident, and her heart was already in chaos, where can she care about whether she is crooked or not. Feng'er said, we have to hurry up and find another master for Ye'er. Living alone, she has to pull a baby cub, she is too wronged. Guoqing said, you can inquire and see if there are suitable people. Feng'er said, in a few days, I will go back to my parents' house to inquire. This kind of thing can't be too hasty, too hasty will make mistakes.

At lunchtime, Ye Er's mother and her mother had not come back. Sour Xing asked the people to go out to look for it, but was stopped by Feng'er. Feng'er said that when her mother left with Ye'er, she said that she would not ask us to wait for them. The sour apricot fox asked suspiciously, did they also go to Beishan. Feng'er replied, maybe it was to see the excitement. Guarding Feng'er, it's not good to say anything more. After eating, he still made love with Jin Ye.

It wasn't until the second half of the morning that Ye Er's mother and her mother twisted their sour bodies and limped back home. Ye Er asked for the same magic medicine as the mountain soil, so he drank the spring water. The two of them were really happy in their hearts, and felt that the hard days were about to pass, and the good days were coming.

Feng'er ran to ask God for the results. Hearing what her mother-in-law said, she turned around and comforted Ye'er and said, this is a good time, after taking the magic medicine, the evil spirit is dispersed, the heart disease is solved, and the days will have a good omen. She told Ye Er about her idea of finding another master for Ye Er and asked Ye Er for her opinion. The mother-in-law agreed first, urging Feng'er to go back to her parents' house tomorrow to inquire. Ye Er immediately replied, sister-in-law, don't bother with me. I don't want to get married again, so it's good to live like this for the rest of my life. When he speaks, his tone is resolute, and there is no sense of politeness and humility. Feng'er was puzzled, and she didn't dare to ask deeply, for fear of making Ye'er sad, so she wanted to comfort her after a while.

When a few people spoke, the people happened to be there. Seeing Ye'er's resolute attitude, he guessed in his heart that maybe Ye'er was still nostalgic for Jing'er. But Ye'er is already an outdated yellow flower, how could Jing'er have such an idea again. Although Jing'er was anxious when she heard about Ye'er's family changes, it was just because of the previous situation that she felt sorry for Ye'er. The people did not dare to say anything. He pretended to be okay and left the house alone.

When the people wandered into the west courtyard of the xylophone house, they just caught up with Mao Sheng and forced Jing'er to drink the magic medicine. Seeing that the people had entered the courtyard, and Jing'er was dead or alive, Mao Sheng was afraid that the people would see the joke, so he immediately returned to the east courtyard with the magic medicine. In desperation, he had to feed the magic medicine into the belly of his sow.

The people's sharp eyes certainly saw the dishes and chopsticks wrapped in red cloth hidden behind Mao Shengye. When he saw Mao Sheng's dodging appearance, he didn't ask directly. When he entered the house, he forced Jing'er to ask if he had also asked for a miracle medicine. Jing'er was forced to be helpless, in order to prove her innocence, she honestly told Maosheng about asking for medicine for herself, saying that my father went to ask for my daughter-in-law, and he also brought his grandson to beg. made the two laugh. The people shouted, "Why don't you drink it?" Drink it, and you will be able to give birth to a grandson for your father, and you will have to bother to ask for a daughter-in-law.

Jing'er was looking through the apricot fruit cultivation technology book left by Technician Qin when he left. A thick one, old and broken. The cover had fallen off, and it was carefully glued back with paste.

The people seemed to ask Jing'er casually, telling the truth, what kind of daughter-in-law do you want to find.

Jing'er replied, as long as it's a woman, anything goes.

The people asked, there must be a standard, such as the frame, temperament, appearance, family background or something. If it's a widow, you want it too?

Jing'er said, what's wrong with the widow? Only if you have a good heart, you can be diligent and thrifty, and you can live with yourself wholeheartedly.

The people teased him and said, I think, you want your daughter-in-law to be crazy. No matter how good it is, if you put it in the basket, it will be your own dish.

Jing'er hurriedly said, where is it, didn't I say the standard? Who is like you, when you see Tian'er thinking about others, you don't even have the courage to talk to others. It's better to ask me about your movements when you are a child, and it's not as refreshing as a girl.

The people defended themselves, "No, you have framed me."

Jing'er said, if I frame you, I'll go backwards. And he said, "You have to hurry." I heard that when my son-in-law was about to take her out of the mountains, she begged the mother-in-law behind the house to go to the town every day to talk to the matchmaker.

The people were shocked, but their faces still pretended to be indifferent. He said, you don't have to worry about me, you still care about yourself. Whoever you like, hurry up. Don't wait until the cucumbers are cold, and it's too late to regret it.

Jing'er was stunned for a moment, pondering the words of the people in her heart, and didn't squeak for a long time. The people are also thinking about their own hearts. For a moment, the two stopped talking. They both pretended to be flipping through the books on their desks. Actually, no one looked into it. These seemingly unintentional Q&A jokes have actually turned into intentional temptations and poked at everyone's heart. Everyone who came was secretly weighing and speculating.

At this time, the sky outside the house had already darkened, and the sound of Maosheng shouting at Jing'er to go over for dinner came from the east courtyard. The people knew that their family must be waiting for them to come home for dinner, so they stood up, said hello to Jing'er, and ran home.

After returning home for dinner, taking advantage of the family's teasing of the golden leaf, the people dragged the leaf out of the gate. He asked Ye'er what her sister-in-law thought when she wanted to find someone for her in the second half of today.

Ye Er said, I'm not going to look for it, I'll live with Jin Ye for the rest of my life.

The people laughed and said, can you be willing to live a life by yourself, coax ghosts.

Ye'er said, how can I coax you, if you don't look for it anymore, you won't look for it anymore.

The people stared into her eyes and asked, tell the truth to my brother, do you still want to marry?

Ye Er stared at the people strangely and said, Brother, what are you doing today, I didn't offend you. If you think I'm going back to my mother's house, I'll just come if I don't come. There's no need for such a thief-like interrogation.

The people replied, "What are you pretending to be in front of me?" I know both of your thoughts, and you can't hide them from my eyes.

Ye Er was confused and said, what are you thinking, who else do I have thoughts with? You're pushing me.

When the people saw that she did not understand her words, they made them clearer. He said, you don't have any thoughts, but Jing'er has thoughts. You're making people miserable again.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Er suddenly staggered. She quickly stabilized her figure and replied, brother, what are you talking nonsense. What kind of identity am I now, and what kind of frame am people? You're messing around with a mess, you're embarrassing me. Go to sleep over there, don't dare to mess around anymore. With that, she hurried back to the courtyard, and closed the gate with her hands, keeping the people out of the gate.

The people were stunned for a long time, thinking, could it be that I have lost my eyes, it seems that it is not. Looking at Jing'er's concern and anxiety when she heard about Ye'er's family affairs, it should be good to listen to his usual words. Listening to what Ye Er said, he didn't seem to have any thoughts. But once I heard Jing'er's name, the panicked face that changed color seemed to have a little meaning. However, whether the two of them have an idea or not, he can't make a judgment.

The people went to the west courtyard where they slept.

Jing'er was in the house talking to Yangxing, Zhu'er, Xia Zhi, and Gongzhang about what happened on Beishan today. As they talked, they laughed and laughed, and they all laughed at what they saw. It seems that Jing'er and Yangxing have finished speaking, and they are listening attentively to what others have to say. The official seal said that his father Maoqing went to Beishan to seek a miracle medicine for waist and leg pain, but it turned out to be a handful of live ants. He also said that his third uncle Maoshan and his family went to seek medicine for the birth of a cub, they are so old, and they don't know if they can still conceive a cub. The summer solstice is not spoken. After all, it was his own aunt who started this meeting, and it was not easy to say more or less. He just stretched out his ears to listen, and the excitement began to laugh. The cubs didn't force him, but they forced Zhu'er to ask him one by one, telling him what kind of medicine his mother was asking for in the full moon. Zhu'er couldn't tell that what her mother asked for was bird poop, so she made it up randomly, which may be the same as what Uncle Maosheng begged for. He asked again, what is it for? Zhu'er blushed and said, I don't know, I didn't ask for it. So, several people analyzed for Zhu'er. It may be to ask for a stepfather for Zhu'er, or it may be like Jing'er's father, to ask for a daughter-in-law for Zhu'er, and bring a bunch of little grandchildren. was so angry that Zhu'er scolded a few people for having bad intentions and deliberately ruining themselves. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the house. Chasing, beating, laughing, scolding, like boiling water in a boiling pot.

With their hearts in their arms, the people sat listlessly and watched them go crazy and did not get involved. The foreign bank also asked strangely, what is wrong with you, how did you wilt your head and droop like a little plague chicken. The people pretended to yawn, saying that they were a little tired today and wanted to sleep. The foreign bank teased him and said that he wanted to wait, so he went to bed and dreamed, so that he could make love to her in his dream. So, all the targets of the attack were aimed at the people, and they made fun of him and the others. The people didn't dare to fight back, for fear that they would get a good face, so they climbed on the pot and got on the kang, stepped on their noses and faces, and then provoked even greater chaos. After making trouble for more than half an hour, seeing that the people lowered their eyebrows and were silent, the foreign banks lost interest. They muttered, they were sleepy, and they all went back to dream. Then, they dispersed in a hurry.

After Jing'er went to bed, he asked the people, why don't you have energy tonight, what about the usual excitement.

The people sat up and said, "You two are suffocated to death, so what's the excitement?"

Jing'er asked strangely, who are the two of them? You are not allowed to speak with half of it and half of it spitting, and it is not okay to be refreshing.

The people swallowed for a long time, gritted their teeth and said, Ye Er is alone, and it also meets the standard of what you said in the afternoon. Now she is a widow, and her frame is poor. I don't know what you think.

Jing'er didn't expect the people to come up with such words coldly, and she didn't know how to speak for a while. He just froze on the bed, speechless.

After the people spoke their minds, their hearts were much lighter. Seeing that Jing'er didn't squeak, he felt that he didn't mean it, so he hurriedly said, I also talked nonsense casually, I can't take it seriously, go to sleep first. immediately got into the quilt and pretended to sleep, but his ears were always paying attention to Jing'er's movements.

After a long time, Jing'er also lay down tremblingly, but she never fell asleep. He kept turning over and tossing like a pancake for most of the night.

The people secretly thought, it seems that Jing'er has not let go of Ye'er, maybe the two of them will still have a show. Ming'er, you have to breathe with your sister-in-law, don't tell her to be too anxious to go out to say goodbye to Ye'er. Perhaps, Ye'er's favorite master is lying next to him.

Feng'er is doing a good job in the health center. She is diligent in her legs and feet, she speaks and does things simply and clearly, and she is also kind. Whether adults or children, she can talk. The clinic has always been cleaned up by her. In addition, the work she does is for the whole village, which is quite recognized by the villagers. It is said that the women of the sour apricot family are all easy-going and charitable, and I am afraid that the sour apricot tutor has an ancestral secret recipe. Therefore, Feng'er is quite popular in Xinghua Village, and her popularity is also high. The sour apricot woman deliberately taught her the unique skills of the ancestral orthotopic position to deliver the baby in her hands. She originally mastered some basic medical knowledge when she was in the commune hospital, and she was a smart brain and a quick learner. In just half a year, she gradually has the posture of replacing her mother-in-law and claiming to be herself.

On the National Day, with the help of Feng'er, it will be handy everywhere. Even if he is not at home occasionally, Feng'er can take care of some common affairs for him. The National Day is already satisfied, and they are newlyweds, so they can't see enough of Feng'er and are not happy enough. It's just a matter of hugging Feng'er at night and not letting go, even in broad daylight when there is no one in the health center, he is looking for an opportunity to tear and entangle with her. was so angry that Feng'er thought he was too greedy. Feng'er warned him, I collapsed, who do you want me to rely on in the future? If this happens, I'll tell my mother. Guoqing knew that she would not make a small report to her mother, so she didn't take her words seriously, and still didn't change her bad habits.

I caught a glimpse that there were no outsiders in the house, and there was no other movement on the street except for the sound of reading aloud from the school next door. He rubbed against Feng'er's back, hugged her breasts, and rubbed his two paws dishonestly. also stuffed Feng'er's hand into his crotch and asked her to rub her male roots. Feng'er obeyed him very reluctantly, but her eyes were fixed on a thick medical book on the table. After rubbing the heat that they couldn't help it, the two of them had a sore back and weak legs, couldn't sit still and couldn't stand steadily, and wanted to lie down on the floor of the house.

The National Day Monkey hurriedly ran out and closed the door, closed the door with him, and dragged Feng'er to the bed where the patient was ready to be injected. He pulled off the waist of her pants and pulled them down to her ankles, and he himself took off his pants and pressed them hard. He took the tip of Feng'er's tongue into his mouth and sucked Yun Yun with a "squeak". National Day's favorite Feng'er's tongue is upright and bright red, slender like bamboo shoots. Taken into the mouth, it is smart and soothing, and the liquid is like an injection, and it is as clear as a sweet spring. Every time she had sex, she had to smack the tip of her tongue for a long time on National Day, and then start the lower machine. It wasn't until the top and bottom ** crossed the flow that he reluctantly stopped.

The National Day was greedily smacking, and before he could launch the next offensive, he heard a "clang" knock on the door outside the gate. Frightened, the National Day "swooped" and slipped to the ground, hurriedly lifting his pants. Feng'er also rolled over and got out of bed, turned around and ran into the back room, anxiously tidying up her messy clothes.

On the National Day, while tying the waist rope of his trousers, he went to open the door, and he replied in his mouth, come on, come on, just about to close the door and go home.

The people who come are the people. The people asked the National Day, is the sister-in-law there, and asked her to do something.

Guoqing shouted loudly into the house, Feng'er, the second brother is looking for you. Seeing that Tian'er is greedy for reading, be careful to see your eyes badly.

Feng'er replied, it's the second brother, come in. I'm going to finish it.

When the people stepped into the door, Feng'er was lying on the table and pretending to be calm and flipped through the thick medical book. When she saw the people enter the house, she got up and sat down.

The people couldn't wait to run over, because they couldn't stand it because they were tormented by their own thoughts these days. After testing both Ye'er and Jing'er, he recognized that both of them had the intention of reconciliation, but no one punctured this layer of window paper. He had the heart to match in the middle, but he was afraid that he had never handled such a thing. If one is not good and messed up, whether it is for Jing'er, Ye'er, the families of both parties, or for himself, he will be embarrassed and embarrassed, and he will not please him. He wanted to mention this matter to his father and mother, and communicate it through contact between adults. thought of it again, Ye'er and Jing'er were originally in love, but they were dismantled alive. Even if my father and mother don't dredge it with an old face, I'm afraid that the Jing'er family will not agree. If you don't talk about things that don't work well, you'll be ashamed of yourself. Besides, because of the struggle for power and the management of Xinglin, Dad and Jing'er Niang were not embarrassed or embarrassed, and they were almost incompatible, and the adults became more and more unable to speak. He thought about it for a long time, and felt that his sister-in-law could still talk to the xylophone. It can also be seen that Xylophone likes Feng'er more, and often praises Feng'er's style on the face field. With a glimmer of hope, he came straight to Feng'er to discuss how to handle this matter.

National Day and Feng'er sang and covered up in harmony, which did not arouse any suspicion from the people. The people are a cub who has not understood people, so they naturally can't imagine what kind of hidden scenery the two of them will have when they settle down behind closed doors day and day. The customs and habits of the sour apricot family are that the young and the young are orderly, and the small ones should respect the big ones. No matter how old the baby is, he must respect the old unconditionally. Since the day Da Feng'er settled in the He family, her identity has been located by her family. In housework, in addition to the words of the sour apricot woman, Feng'er has the authority of the second-in-command in terms of housework. On weekdays, the people also respect Feng'er's opinion. The more this is the case, the more conscious and self-disciplined Feng'er becomes. She didn't dare to have any kind of indulgence in front of the old brother, and she didn't dare to put it down when she saw Tian'er holding the body of an eldest daughter-in-law and sister-in-law.

Guarding the National Day and Feng'er's face, the people have seriously put out the conclusions they have reached through observation and temptation in the past few days, and let Feng'er help analyze and analyze whether their ideas are right or wrong.

His words were immediately opposed by the National Day. He said, "You're talking in your sleep." Putting aside the relationship between our family and her family, just Ye'er's current frame, people will not agree. Who would want to marry a divorced woman?

The people scratched their scalps and said, I know this, too. But the two of them just have this meaning for each other, and it's not something I can guess.

Feng'er didn't speak. She had been thinking nervously and judging. The things between the two families, especially between Ye'er and Jing'er, Feng'er are also clear. What the people said, Feng'er never expected. Her mind raced for one answer after another, and one by one she was rejected by herself. How is it possible, Ye'er left Jing'er first, and hurt Jing'er's heart, Jing'er doesn't hold a grudge against Ye'er, even if he is generous, how can he still have the idea of reconciling with Ye'er again. Even if Jing'er still really likes Ye'er, if she really has this kind of thought, I'm afraid that Xylophone and Maosheng won't agree. How could they allow Jing'er to marry a divorced woman with a baby, it's just whimsical.

When the people saw that Feng'er was frowning and not squeaking, they hurriedly asked her what she was looking like.

Feng'er pondered for a long time and said, this kind of thing is not urgent. first read through the minds of Jing'er and Ye'er, and then pondered how to mention it. Don't make jokes and make people look down on us.

People's morality, how to handle it well, depends on you. None of our family can say it, and they can't get involved. With that, he walked out of the house with his head down.

On the National Day Road, the people called Ye'er's family affairs dizzy, and they went to the sky to think about it. I don't know how to weigh the weight of my family, and I want to make a play.

Feng'er replied, not necessarily, I'm afraid that Jing'er and Ye'er are really broken. I just can't figure out where to pick up this thread first. I'll talk about it when I figure it out.

Guoqing looked at Feng'er suspiciously, and involuntarily shook his head and sighed.

The second unexpected encounter between Jing'er and Ye'er was still under the big apricot tree by the river in the west of the village.

These days, when Jing'er has nothing to do, she often sneaks here alone. Or circle around the tree, or stare at the dense branches. When they met the villagers, they all coped with the past on the grounds of checking the management of the apricot trees. Others couldn't see it, and of course he knew why he couldn't help but come to such a place. I want to scatter my mind, but the more I scatter, the more difficult it becomes. The narrow heart is filled with troubled thoughts, heavy all day long, and the chest is depressed and abnormal, and there is no chance to release.

He wanted to find someone to talk to, but he was afraid that he would dare to let someone know his thoughts, so he had to think alone and think wildly. The more cranky I become, the more I can't figure out what I want to do and how I should do it. Sometimes, he even reached the point of restlessness in sleeping, the amount of food was greatly reduced, and he looked absent-minded in talking and doing things, which aroused Maosheng's doubts.

Mao Sheng asked him several times, what was wrong, why did he suddenly wilt his head and droop his head, is he sick? Jing'er rubbed him impatiently and said, don't worry about it, don't be tired of caring so much. After Maosheng was rubbed a few times, he didn't dare to ask him directly, so he secretly muttered to Muqin, saying that Jing'er has changed a lot these days, his food has also decreased, his speech is also impulsive, and he has lost his spirit in the past. He didn't tell me to ask, you had to ask.

Muqin also said that Jing'er was a little changed, as if she was full of worries and angry. Will you miss your daughter-in-law, seeing that we didn't give us all our hearts, we will be angry.

Mao Sheng immediately echoed and added, it must be miles. At his age, it's time to be in heat. If we have no wind and no fire, we must have provoked him. It's not convenient for me to speak, so I show us my face.

Muqin said that he really had to hurry up and give him Zhang Luo, but he never found a desirable person.

Maosheng hurriedly said, don't be too harsh, just ordinary people. Don't let him hold back for a long time.

Xylophone was also anxious, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

In fact, Xylophone and Maosheng only guessed half right. Jing'er did think about it, but his mind was not on others, but on Ye'er. Ever since the people had spoken out about Ye'er, his whole soul had been disturbed. That night, he didn't sleep for half the night, and he was always thinking about it. His ambivalence is the same as what the people think, he wants here and is afraid of there, and he has never been able to let go of his face and be ruthless and courageous.

Because of the golden leaf, Ye'er had to run to her mother's house every now and then. Jin Ye is almost a year old. Ye'er wanted to wean her, but she couldn't give up. She felt that Jin Ye was a hard-working baby, and within a few days of giving birth, she lost her father's love. Now, even half of her home is missing, and she feels even more ashamed of her. Ye Erniang kept encouraging Ye Er to pinch the milk, saying that you are working in the unit again, and you have to treat the baby cub, and you can't take care of both ends. It's better to wean the milk, eat more coarse rice in the gold leaf, the body bones will be stronger, and you don't have to be distracted. Seeing that Ye'er was embarrassed, he said, leave the gold leaf at home, I will take it with me, what else is there to worry about. Ye'er obeyed her mother's words, really threw Jin Ye at home, and worked alone in the unit. She was so worried about her heart that she kept running home in her spare time.

These days, Jin Ye always has trouble sleeping at night. Sometimes I also get sleepy, which makes my father and mother sleep badly. Ye Er thought that it was the same old mistake from the previous year, so she hurriedly ran to ask Jin Lian to take a look, and then make trouble. Sure enough, Jin Lian said that Jin Ye's soul had fallen, and asked her to burn a piece of paper at night on the high slope where the shrine was placed at the foot of the North Mountain, and it would be good to chatter. Because of the miracle a few years ago, Ye'er firmly believed in Jin Lian's words. She hurried back in a hurry, wanting to call the people of her second brother to handle it. She waded across the river, and as soon as she landed on the riverbank, she collided head-on with Jing'er, and there was nowhere to hide.

Ye Er was flustered and wanted to turn sideways. As soon as I walked to Jing'er's side, I heard Jing'er ask quietly, are you okay. It was this sentence that made Ye Er stop raising her toes suddenly. Her body stiffened as if she were about to stop breathing.

Ye Er involuntarily whispered back, It's okay, what about you.

Jing'er sighed softly and replied in a low voice, not good.

Ye Er's heart trembled and asked, What's wrong.

Jing'er said, you know, you know my thoughts.

Ye'er's heart was about to jump out of her throat. She pretended to be calm and stroked the ends of her hair that had been blown by the mountain wind, and said, how can I understand your mind, I am not you.

Ye'er's actions gave Jing'er a sense of intimacy that had not been seen for a long time. Ye'er's action of brushing her hair is still so familiar. A few years have passed, and the movements are still so natural and soft, and the demeanor is still so peaceful and charming, although the peace cannot hide a little panic. In the eyes of the current Jing'er, Ye'er is still the original Ye'er. It's just that there is an unfamiliar complexion condensed between the eyebrows, which Ye Er has never had.

Jing'er stared at Ye'er's eyes and said, you know, it's your mind that I can't guess.

Ye Er replied in a panic, It's not what it used to be, don't you dare to think about it. Find someone worthy of you, and my mind will be gone. Don't take yourself lightly. With that, she quickly flashed past Jing'er and rushed towards the house.

Jing'er was stunned. He recalled what Ye Er said over and over again, and felt that Ye Er didn't seem to have any thoughts about himself, just his own wishful thinking. Suddenly, an unspeakable sourness and grievance came to my heart. He squatted weakly on the ground, holding his face in his hands, choking and sobbing.

Jing'er's illness seems to be getting worse. When he returned home in the evening, he didn't eat, so he lay on the bed wrapped in his clothes. It seems to be asleep, but in fact it is not asleep at all. Maosheng came over several times to ask Jing'er why he didn't eat, but Jing'er was impatiently sent out. Maosheng didn't dare to go again, so he told Muqin and asked her to ask Jing'er what was going on. Xylophone also felt strange, so he rushed over, took off the quilt on Jing'er's body, and asked what was going on, was he sick.

Jing'er said, I'm not sick, I ate too much at noon, and my stomach is uncomfortable.

Muqin looked at Jing'er suspiciously, I'm afraid not.

Jing'er got up with a grunt and asked, why are you so annoying? I said it, and you don't believe it. Then you say, why don't I want to eat? If you don't do anything like that, you can take care of useless things, it's too idle.

The xylophone made Jing'er stunned, she didn't expect Jing'er to talk to herself like this. has always robbed others by himself, but today he called his baby cub to rob him fiercely. had the heart to reprimand Jing'er, who was becoming more and more undisciplined, and saw Jing'er's pitiful appearance, and his heart softened first. Xylophone exited the room bored, ignoring him.

The people came to sleep very late. He asked his mother to arrange and accompanied Ye'er to the foot of the North Mountain. He burned paper on the high hill where the shrine was placed, and he also knelt on the ground with Ye'er and kowtowed a few times to the big chair-like stone.

The stone still stands on a high slope. The wild grass everywhere has been trampled by the people who worshiped immortals and begged for medicine some time ago, and its tall and solemn appearance is more and more prominent. The shrine on the chair had already been smashed by the Commune team and thrown far into the ravine below. Only the white stone surface was reflected in the bleak moonlight, and it glowed with a gray and dark cold color. At this time, it is the frost solar term. The wind in the mountains grew stronger, hard and cold. When it was blown on the body, it immediately penetrated the single coat, and it was so stimulated that a layer of goosebumps appeared on the skin. Touching it with his hands, from head to toe is like a toad skin, and he can't stop shivering. There are no souls in the four fields, only the people's brothers and sisters, and they seem more and more lonely.

Ye Er put his hand in his sleeve and urged the people to hurry up, saying that it was too cold. In fact, she was even more frightened by the sight of no one in the wilderness, her scalp exploded, and the cold air on her neck was rising.

But the people were not in a hurry to rush back, and they were still walking slowly and methodically. He also deliberately stopped, looked around, and walked unhurriedly. Ye'er couldn't leave if she wanted to, she didn't dare to leave the people. In such a deserted and uninhabited place, the people became her only support. I want to go quickly, but it's dark in front of me. Even if she borrowed the courage to her, she didn't dare to break in alone. Only by curling up behind the strong backs of the people can one feel a sense of security. Therefore, the people will not worry that Ye'er will run away first because he is walking slowly.

Ye'er repeatedly urged him to go faster, but the people stopped. He turned around and asked Ye'er, what did you think about what I told you that day. If people can't eat or sleep, isn't it harmful?

Ye'er didn't watch out for the people to stop, and hit him headfirst on the back. Ye Er was confused, and said in surprise, what is the matter, what am I harming?

The people said, Jing'er, he has a heart for you.

Ye Er said angrily, didn't I tell you, my fate with him was broken early. Since the day he got married, he has broken a single thread, and what are you doing with these things? When he said the last sentence, there was a long trilling in his voice. I thought it touched Ye'er's sore spot, and I felt like I was going to cry.

The people didn't care about this, they still forced Ye Er to ask, you can be ruthless and forget others, but people haven't forgotten you, but it's not hurting others.

Ye'er finally cried. She choked up and said, Anyway, I said it, I will never get married again, I will only live a lifetime with gold leaves, and I have never thought of harming others. If anyone wants to be killed, it is his own volition, what does it have to do with me?

When the people saw Ye'er crying, they also felt that they had gone too far tonight. He put down the next sentence, you two things, you can think about it yourself. I also make these words clear. What to do, figure it out for yourself. I'm not worried about eating radishes salty. With that, he turned around and hurried back.

Ye Er was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the people were walking away on their own, she hurriedly trotted all the way up and said no more.

After the people sent Ye'er to the gate, they didn't enter the house, and turned around and went to Jing'er's house. At this time, many families had already slept, and the village was quiet. Someone coughs loudly, and a small part of the house can hear it.

There was no light in the house, and it was pitch black. The people pushed the door and entered the house, thinking that Jing'er was already asleep, so they didn't want to alarm him. He touched his bed lightly, trying to undress and go to bed while it was dark. Listening to Jing'er's question, why didn't he light the lamp, but it frightened the people. The people asked while lighting the lamp, "Didn't you sleep, I thought you were already in a dream."

In the dim light, Jing'er sat up on the bed, looking haggard. He didn't undress, his rabbit-like eyes were open, and his head drooped listlessly.

The people were surprised and asked, "What's wrong, sick?" Looking for the National Day?

Jing'er replied angrily, and asked me if I was sick, hoping that I was sick, so what should you pick up.

The people said, I didn't provoke you, what kind of anger did you make at me?

Jing'er shouted, you provoked it. Who told you to have nothing to do when you are full, and stir up trouble everywhere. If I hadn't believed you, I would have been despised for no reason.

The people are becoming more and more confused. He asked, who despises you, and who dares to despise you.

Jing'er said, it's your sister, it's Ye'er. Isn't it what you said, what you said, why don't you admit it as soon as you turn your face?

The people have nothing to say. He took off his clothes silently, got into the iron-cold quilt, and let his body temperature slowly cover the cold bedding.

Jing'er became more angry when she saw that the people ignored her. He walked over and lifted off the quilt that had just been warmed, exposing the naked people to the cold air.

The people immediately curled up in a ball, hugged their shoulders tightly and said, Jing'er, you are going to die, do you want to freeze to death and I will relieve your boredom. If you freeze me well, I can help you relieve your worries, so I just freeze naked for a night, so as not to make you sad alone and have no one to accompany you.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the people, Jing'er threw the quilt back on him. He said indignantly, I don't need you to accompany me. Even if you accompany it, you can use it as a fart.

The people are aggrieved, you are wronging good people. I tried to do you both a favor, but I ended up disagreeing. Aren't I looking for a cheap? In the future, you take your Yangguan Road, and Ye'er walks Ye'er's single-plank bridge, and it has nothing to do with me. If I'm any more nosy, I'll show you both backwards. The dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know the hearts of good people, I can do it. With that, he turned over and faced the wall, ignoring Jing'er.

Jing'er retreated to her bed boredly and sat under the quilt in a daze. After a long time, Jing'er asked the people again if they were asleep. The people gambled, sleep, don't bother me anymore. Jing'er said, it's not that I'm angry with you, it's you who embarrass me out of nothing. Originally, it was a shadowless thing, you have to say it with a nose and eyes. It hurt me to touch my nose and lose all my face. Can you blame me for being angry at you?

The people got up and said, why am I stirring up trouble, you two already have ghosts in your hearts. pretended to have a stomach full of thoughts, but they all dressed up as saints. Either I don't think I'm worthy of others, or I'm afraid that others won't look down on me. In addition to tossing himself and then tossing others, he has no fart skills, and he is simply home.

Jing'er said, today, I met Ye'er. She didn't mean that at all, but it seemed like I was shaving my head and picking my head hot. You say, what should I do?

The people lie down again, hatefully, do whatever you like, what does it matter to me. After that, no matter how Jing'er sat on the bed and grinded her teeth and nagged, she turned a deaf ear. Soon after, there was a snoring sound.

Jing'er sat for half the night, and still lay down and slept in her clothes.

Xylophone has always wanted to find a suitable candidate to take over the position of village women's director who is still hanging under his name.

Since she became the village party secretary, the position of women's director has been vacant. It's not that the xylophone is addicted to officials, and he is reluctant to let go of the black yarn wings that are big and small. Looking at the entire Xinghua Village, no mother-in-law can enter her eyes. Although the mothers-in-law in the village are in groups, but if you think about it carefully, they are either accustomed to being arrogant and good at sprinkling sour dates, or they are kind-hearted like Bodhisattvas and soft-hearted like Bodhisattvas like full moons, as well as Lanxiang and others who are skillful and take advantage of the fire to rob, and then there are masters like Xue'e, who has no idea and has to rely on men for everything. Jin Lian is different, but with the halo of a god on her head, wearing the feather coat of a fairy, she sits in her own courtyard in the west of the village all day long, and it seems that she has become an immortal and a Buddha. Therefore, it is not among the candidates to be considered by xylophone.

Xue'e and Lanxiang also expressed their desire to do it.

First of all, when Lanxiang was in the spring, she told her father-in-law Li Zhenshu about her thoughts and asked him to give his ideas. Zhenshu is certainly willing. The people in his family have never been able to wear black yarn wings, and none of them have even touched their wings. He came up with an idea, hurry up and find the sour apricot, and let him ponder it. Jiang is old and spicy in the end, and with him coming forward to support him, this black gauze hat will not be worn by others.

Lan Xiang listened to her father-in-law's words and ran to Sour Xing's house to walk the door. When pulling with the sour apricot woman, she mentioned a few words intentionally or unintentionally. It means that the women's director of our village is still empty, I don't know if the xylophone is reluctant to let go of power, or if she wants to keep it for the daughter-in-law of Jing, who has not yet been seen, but there is no movement to change people. If I were to do it, I wouldn't be able to afford her. Lan Xiang meant, I wanted her to talk to Sour Xing, and asked Sour Apricot to give it to the staff officer, see if it was okay. If it works, she is ready to find a xylophone to pull it in, and by the way, let the sour apricot operate secretly.

The sour apricot woman is a master who responds to every need. She really told Sour Xing about Lan Xiang's thoughts in a roundabout way, and asked him what he thought. When Sour Xing heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched, is she an official? I didn't wash my face to look in the mirror, but I wanted the pig's nose to be filled with green onions. Tell her, if Xylophone has the heart to support her, she may dare to let out a sullen fart in the human field. If people don't look at it in the corners of their eyes, she still saves her mind and walks around grinding her teeth, don't have such a dream in this life. It's not a dilemma to get the sour apricot woman in and out, and I don't know how to talk to Lan Xiang.

In the end, Lan Xiang couldn't help but run over and ask about the attitude of the sour apricot. The sour apricot woman didn't dare to give her all the words that the man said. I sweated a lot, and then I made up a lie, saying that the baby's father talked about it, and now the xylophone alone has the final say, as long as the xylophone agrees, the baby's father is still eager to ask you to do it. Of course, Lan Xiang knew that the xylophone was not an easy master to deal with, and when she saw that the sour apricot pushed two or six five, she had this frame, how dare she go directly to the xylophone and say it. No matter how much her father-in-law instigated and instigated her, she hesitated for several days, but finally did not dare to step into the threshold of the xylophone family. The matter was closed, and I never dared to mention it again.

Soon after, Xue'e also came up with such an idea. Her idea was completely instigated by Maolin.

Mao Lin had been watching this seat for a long time. Not long after Xylophone took office, Mao Lin once mentioned whether to quickly fill in the gap of the women's director, so that Xylophone could put all his mind on grasping big things. At that time, Xylophone pondered for a long time, and replied, don't be in a hurry first, wait until you find a good candidate. After that, Xylophone never talked about it again, and Maolin didn't dare to mention it again.

Maolin also has the same idea as Lanxiang, whether the xylophone is reluctant to give up power, or whether it is intended to be left to someone. However, after observing for nearly half a year, I felt that the xylophone was not as I imagined, and I was indeed paying attention to the candidates for the inspection, so I was in a hurry. He thought, no matter what, he and her family are also a family, and they all have a blood relationship with the Song clan. She will never cheapen this piece of fragrant meat to outsiders at will, and leave her own house. However, such an idea can never be said on the premise of the xylophone. First, he invisibly developed a sense of awe for the xylophone. Maybe it's because the identities of the two are very different and their status is very different. Maybe it's because I had a different idea about her a few years ago. Although the matter has long passed, Xylophone has never taken it to heart, but it has left an irreparable scar in Maolin's heart. often had painful and itchy attacks for a while, making him weak and short of breath. Second, he was embarrassed to ask for an official position for his mother-in-law. Of course he knew about Xue'e's two hits. I know best how much food my woman eats. If she becomes a women's director, she will secretly be a veritable male and women's director. No matter how big or small, I'm afraid I have to take care of it for her, and I even have to see Tian'er with her ears to teach her how to talk and how to fart. If not, I'll have to worry about her to death. Xylophone is a shrewd master. If you ask, you can see that she can pick it up. He must not bury his old face in the dung pit to cover his ugliness. So, he encouraged Xue'e to go to the xylophone herself. After all, the two of them are still the concubines in the Song family, and they can take care of more and less talk.

Under the encouragement of Maolin many times, Xue'e gradually grew up and became ambitious, thinking, since the ancient road, "fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders", if you don't use your own family, who else can you use. She often ran to the xylophone house, trying to find an appropriate time, such as the xylophone to mention this matter first, and then follow the wind and recommend herself. However, Xylophone never talked to her about business. Moreover, Xue'e panicked when she saw Xylophone's sharp eyes, and the words that were about to pop out of her mouth kept in her throat and couldn't spit it out. After trying it a few times, Xue'e gave up completely. She said, I was not born to be an official, let me talk about it, it is better to kill me. Mao Lin scolded Xue'e for being unproductive, and only knew that she had a baby in bed and worked under the bed. Xue'e was scolded in a hurry, so she scolded back, you also made up the baby in bed, and you arranged the work under the bed. As soon as you encounter this kind of thing, you will shrink your feet and neck into a turtle, and ask a woman to show up and make people laugh, where is the kung fu in your bed and the skills under the bed. Maolin was scolded and silent. After thinking for a long time, he sighed again and again as he looked at this empty seat. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and had to give up.

In fact, Xylophone has already fallen in love with one of them, that is, Feng'er, the daughter-in-law of the National Day. From the time Feng'er visited her home after her newlywed, Muqin began to pay attention to Feng'er's words and deeds and behavior on weekdays. I feel that she speaks steadily and hardly, does things neatly, can gather popularity, and has a different heart and strength from ordinary women, so she is a good candidate for women's work.

When Xylophone entered the health center, he went to the town to pick up medicine on National Day, and he hadn't come back yet. Feng'er was busy tidying up the pharmacy in the middle by herself.

Feng'er eagerly put the xylophone on the stool, and quickly poured a glass of water for the xylophone. She smiled and said, "My sister-in-law has time to go shopping."

Xylophone said that he came to you specifically.

Feng'er replied, you don't look like you're sick, who are you treating you?

Muqin said that he was treating the brigade. I think you can be healed.

Feng'er saw that there was something in the xylophone's words, so she waited for the xylophone to say it.

Muqin knew what Feng'er meant, so she unceremoniously said the idea of asking her to be the women's director and asked for her opinion. If it agrees, it will be prepared for the expenditure committee to study it.

Feng'er was surprised. She said, why do you take a fancy to me, and she is not even mentally prepared at all.

Xylophone said, it depends on what you can do, so I will discuss it with you. Everything in our village, you have it in your stomach. I just don't say much, and you know it. Whether it works or not, you can make up your own mind. You'd better give me a word of approval today.

Feng'er turned her brain sharply, weighing the pros and cons. In the end, she said carefully, you have to give me some time to think about it. For such a big matter, I have to discuss it with my family.

A look of disappointment flashed in Xylophone's eyes, and it was fleeting. She stood up and said, yes, I'm too anxious. This kind of thing has to be discussed with the family to be safe. You should hurry up these days and give me a letter as soon as possible. With that, he went out of the house.

It was at that moment that Xylophone's eyes were immediately captured by Feng'er's sharp eyes. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and the disappointment was mixed with a hint of melancholy, a hint of loneliness, and a hint of sadness when his enthusiasm was about to be shattered. Feng'er was shocked. Shocked by the seemingly tough but fragile heart of a woman, shocked by the vicissitudes of life revealed in the majestic atmosphere. Looking at the tired figure of the xylophone who had already walked to the gate, Feng'er felt an uncontrollable impulse in her heart for some reason. She blurted out, sister-in-law, what am I doing.

The xylophone suddenly stopped its steps about to step out of the threshold. Her body trembled slightly, and she replied, Okay, but I have to discuss it with my family before deciding, don't worry. With that, she wiped her face with her hand, did not look back, and left the health center directly.

Feng'er stood on the floor of the house in a daze, and she had no heart to clean up the pharmacy. She recalled the look in Muqin's eyes just now, and it was strange that such a person who was as hard as a big man would also show the lonely appearance of a woman, which was really unexpected. The helplessness and disappointment that arose in the loneliness gave Feng'er an indelible mark. Until many years later, Feng'er still remembers it vividly. She told Zhong Er, who came to learn about this history, that she was probably the only one in her life that she had met her, and she would never forget it.

Feng'er's stunned was not over, and she came back with a small cart of medicines on National Day. When he saw Feng'er in a daze in the house, he shouted to her, come and help him unload the car. Only then did Feng'er come back to her senses and ran out to help untie the rope and carry the medicine box.

Guoqing complained, didn't you ask you to clean up the pharmacy, why haven't you done it yet?

Feng'er said, let's pile up the medicine first, and then clean it up tomorrow.

National Day asked, are you uncomfortable?

Feng'er told me about the xylophone just now, and asked what to think of this on National Day. National Day shook his head like a rattle, saying, you can't do it, find that sin. Didn't you see what happened to your father? No matter what kind of scenery is on the stage, once you get off the stage, the phoenix that falls to the ground is not as good as a chicken. It's better to honestly run our health center, and the wind can't blow the rain or get wet, how good.

Feng'er said, but I have already agreed, how can I take back what I said.

Guoqing replied, I don't care, anyway, you are not allowed to do this errand that offends people.

Feng'er didn't explain to him anymore. She knew that no matter how much she explained, it would be in vain. National Day has been scared of her father's resignation, and often tells her how her father has risked his life to do things for the villagers, and in the end, how to make the villagers turn their faces and ruthlessly knock off the stage, and now they have fallen into the appearance of no one and no ghost, how pitiful and pitiful it is.

Feng'er decided to find her father-in-law to weigh this matter for herself. It's not so much about weighing, it's better to ventilate to my father-in-law and let him support him. Since he was impulsive and had already agreed to the xylophone, he must not go back. Otherwise, it is not her Feng'er's usual way of behaving in the world.

Feng'er told Sour Xingti about this when the family was sitting in the house in the east courtyard after dinner that day.

Before that, the National Day told Feng'er over and over again, we must not do this kind of thankless errand, and we will go to the xylophone to say goodbye to Ming'er, and take back what I said today, 10 million, 10 million. Feng'er ignored all of them, didn't talk about them, and was busy with the things in hand. Guoqing thought that Feng'er had listened to him, so she was extremely happy. He felt that what a man said outside the courtyard of his home, a woman had to obey. Otherwise, how can you call a man, just call a woman. Therefore, after dinner, in order to show off his status and power in the small family to his family, he took the initiative to go to the health center during the day to talk to Feng'er, and asked Feng'er to do something with her. In the end, he deliberately exaggerated his firm position and clear attitude, so that his family understood that he was protecting his father's face and maintaining the dignity of the He family's oath not to be in the same league as the xylophone.

At that time, the sour apricot swayed slightly. He immediately held himself in and listened to the generous speech of the National Day in a muffled voice.

The people couldn't help it, and said urgently, why are you so stupid. If you do it with a xylophone, why will you suffer a loss? Sister-in-law, since the xylophone has fallen in love with you, you must do it, and you must do it well. How many people are looking at this seat and sighing. If you don't, you're a stupid person.

Guoqing shot back, you completely asked the xylophone to Chihuali and let her be captured. Why should we work for her and work for her? Live her little life in peace, and see how many days she can jump. People with such prestige as our father told her to get her down. She's a white-eyed wolf who doesn't recognize anyone. Follow her, maybe one day you will get impatient and eat your sister-in-law when you turn around, and you won't even be able to spit out a single bone slag.

The people said, you will give people a headache and brain fever, how can you take the pulse of the world. He has no political acumen at all, and he thinks that he sees problems accurately and thoroughly, and he is a fool.

On National Day, when he saw that the people did not speak well, he got angry. He still had to make it clear to the people, and when he heard his father's impatient "um, um" twice, he hurriedly squeezed back the words that were bulging into his throat.

Sour Xing's heart was first surprised, and then wondered. He was surprised how Xylophone could take a fancy to Feng'er, she was his own daughter-in-law. Surprised, he quickly turned around the brain parts that had not been activated for a long time, speculating about the purpose and intention of the xylophone. or intends to repair the deadlocked relationship between the two families, or intends to find a wronged leader from his family to accompany him, so as to reintegrate the power factions in Xinghua Village, or Feng'er itself has the ability to make the xylophone look at it, regardless of previous suspicions, and so on. He couldn't figure it out for a moment, and he couldn't figure out the key to it. For the rhetoric of the National Day, Sour Apricot disdained. He felt that what the National Day was carrying was simply the mind of a baby who didn't understand, not like the words of the person he raised with sour apricots. He admired the people's words, although he was a little radical and paranoid, and he had his own reasons. He really wanted to hear Feng'er's opinion on this matter, so he asked Feng'er what she thought.

Feng'er didn't answer directly, but pushed the problem to Sour Xing. She said, I want to hear my father's opinion, and let you give Na Na's opinion.

Hearing this, Sour Apricot was relieved. I feel that Feng'er is a person with brains, and she is not in a hurry to expose her own opinions, and wants to verify the correctness of her views from other people's opinions, and then revise her almost mature views. With this alone, it is very suitable for her to be a village cadre. As a result, it aroused Sour Xing's attention and trust in Feng'er. He said, "Go ahead, I'll support it." That's all, no more talking.

Feng'er has already understood the deep meaning of sour apricots. There are some things that can only be understood but not spoken. To put it bluntly, it's a little broken, but it's very boring. Feng'er replied, listen to Dad, just set a mile, Ming'er, I'll talk back to my sister-in-law Muqin.

The questions and answers of the two made the family members present fall into a fog, staring at each other and confusing their thoughts. I didn't even understand it on National Day. He also asked stupidly, what's the matter, this is a promise, forget the enmity between xylophone and our family.

Sour Xing glared at him fiercely and said, both families are fine, what kind of hatred. You are also a big boss, pay attention to what you talk in the future, you are like a baby who eats, and you don't know how to speak and do things. If you get into trouble, you'll have to take care of it for you.

The National Day called Sour Apricot and reprimanded him inexplicably, and he became more and more confused. He didn't dare to slap his mouth in front of him, and swallowed a stomach of resentment.

The people couldn't figure out what Dad and Feng'er meant. But seeing that his opinion was adopted, especially the National Day training, he was naturally happy. He said that when I went to sleep tonight, I would tell my sister-in-law Muqin to make her feel at ease.

Sour apricot glanced back at the people's road, I can't choose you. Just do your own work, why don't you have to mix it blindly with your nose and face.

The people were made red-faced and did not dare to intervene any more. After a moment, he went to sleep.

After going to bed at night, the National Day boss asked Feng'er unwillingly, why didn't you listen to me, it made me disgraced. What's wrong with Dad, it's like he has eaten gunpowder, and he will shoot at whoever he catches, and he is mysterious.

Feng'er replied, you won't ask your father, why does he dislike what you say. I'm not him, how can I know.

The National Day must not be annoyed. He swung his body and pounced viciously, stripped Feng'er to the point of being naked, and then viciously pressed it under his body, which was also naked. He also tore and kneaded viciously, and the same vicious words came out of his mouth, saying, If you don't make it clear to me tonight, I will have to make you breathless, silent, and forgive.

After that, he took Feng'er's red nipples in his mouth, and sucked hard, causing Feng'er to tremble and twist like a snake. The body root below also burrowed into Feng'er's body, pumping like a crazy machine teleportation shaft, twisting and bumping up and down, left and right. Tides of bodily fluids poured out of the body, wetting the freshly washed bedding sheet under him, exuding a strong smell of chestnut flowers. It also made Feng'er open her mouth and panting, and let out a low moan of "oh, oh" from time to time.

On National Day, I was afraid that Feng'er's cry would alarm the father and mother in the east house. He immediately stretched his neck, took her lips in his mouth, and stuffed his wide tongue into her mouth, grinding and tearing at the tip of her flexible tongue. stirred out a steady stream of sweet saliva, and was swallowed greedily by the two of them. Keeps gushing out, keeps swallowing, no breaks. On National Day, I don't forget to remind Feng'er from time to time, say not to say, not to say. Feng'er became more and more high-spirited, and she just said two words without saying it. On National Day, he tried his best to launch one attack after another, but the offensive was weak one after another. Later, the National Day body was weak and panting like a cow, the eyes were faint, the tongue was numb, and the roots of the body were soft and shrunk like a purple eggplant beaten by wind and frost.

Guoqing didn't want to show her incompetence in front of Feng'er, leaving her to laugh at herself in the future. He lifted his spirits again, mobilized all his strength, exerted his strength to eat, and finally barely squeezed out the last bit of energy in his body, and then collapsed beside Feng'er, drowsy like a dead pig. The skull of the brain is like a fog covering the sky in the mountains, and it is impossible to distinguish between the north and the south, the east and the west, and where the body is lying.

Feng'er's willingness to join made Xylophone feel a lot easier.

After all, there are so many things to think about that the xylophone is tiring and tiring for the gods. There is a desirable person to break down the burden for himself, and to put together some trivial things, and the shoulders feel relaxed. Especially Feng'er is steady and scheming, and some things can be asked for her to be more staff and staff for herself, and take ideas. Feng'er is also dedicated to maintaining the work of the xylophone, focusing on the overall situation everywhere, and there is no small belly chicken intestines in private. and will not pull their own small abacus, since they are much more handy than Maolin Zhenfu.

When the village branch committee was convened to study and include Feng'er in the village cadres, Xylophone's proposal was unanimously approved by the team members. Such a result is also expected by xylophone. She promptly reported the resolution of the branch committee to the commune. Within a few days, the commune issued a red-headed approval document. Xylophone can see that Feng'er's addition has invisibly put great pressure on Maolin Zhenfu. They swayed between the xylophone and the sour apricot again, not as left and right as before, sometimes leaning towards the xylophone side, sometimes leaning towards the sour apricot side. They all scrutinized and speculated between the two of them, carefully moving their already wavering heels, readjusting their positions and the monk's still vague attitude.

Feng'er is cautious and calm, without the tough posture of xylophone, but she has a firm stance and a resolute attitude. She is quick with her hands and feet, and her words are gentle, and she does not give people the feeling of being overwhelmed or resentful. The similarity between her and the xylophone is that she recognizes the right thing, resolutely grasps it in her hands, and has the posture of "opening the bow without turning back", which coincides with the work of the xylophone.

Feng'er has always been thinking about what the people said last time, that is, the matter of Jing'er and Ye'er. For the sake of prudence, she specially found Ye'er and asked her to tell her the truth to herself, whether she still wanted to reconcile with Jing'er. Ye Er is still the same rhetoric, what kind of body frame is different, what is the reason why it is not worthy, what is the chiseled words that he never wants to marry again in this life. In fact, Feng'er had already seen Ye'er's embarrassment, and it was inconvenient to break it in person. If she still had a relationship with her former friends, instead of her current sister-in-law, Feng'er would have shamed Ye'er a long time ago.

Feng'er joked with Ye Er as usual, and then got up to say goodbye. She found another opportunity, blocked Jing'er outside the village, and asked him the truth, enough for him. Jing'er squeaked for a long time, and she didn't say she was willing, nor did she say she was unwilling, she looked like she was resigned to fate. Feng'er was angry and laughed in her heart. The angry thing is that both of them can't spit out and can't swallow it. The monkeys are anxious to miss each other, and they are all so thin-skinned that they don't want to pierce them first. The laughing thing is that if the two of them really become two people, and they are both so face-wrenching, how can they live the sun and moon of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Angry and laughing, but his hands and feet did not hesitate to stop at all. When she was at home with only the old couple of sour apricots, she told Ye Er and Jing'er their performances and her thoughts in detail, and asked for the opinions of the two old men. This proposal made the old couple stunned for a long time, and they were speechless for a while.

I didn't think that Feng'er would have such an idea, it was just a daydream. Back then, in order to marry Ye'er, he didn't want to be old, and he forcibly broke them up. If you put yourself on, it will feel as uncomfortable as digging your own ancestral grave. Now, Ye'er has become a divorced married woman with a calf. Still thinking about messing with a young man like Jing'er, this is not a daytime dream and a good deed, what else can it be. Even if Jing'er and Ye'er continue to have an old relationship, both of them have intentions, and they can't swallow this evil breath from Muqin and Maosheng. Whoever wants to have such an idea, or even make peace with himself, will definitely use his face as a plate for others to roll. Can he lose this person again? However, since it was Feng'er who mentioned it, whether she would have her own reason and grasp, Sour Xing had no bottom in her heart, and she had no way of knowing.

Sour Xing said, you also know the cause and effect of this kind of thing. said and agreed, one handsome covered a hundred ugliness, one good and one good. If it is smashed, where will the faces of this family be placed, and how will you work with xylophone. You have to think about these things. Don't ruin your future just for the sake of your own Ye'er.

The sour apricot woman is also worried, and I also think that you are setting yourself on fire. The relationship between our two families has eased a little easier, just like the original muddy waters, so that you have to clarify slowly. Isn't it getting muddy now that it's mixed up again? It's just a matter of dirtying my face and your father's claws, who told us to be sorry for others first, and it's not the same thing if you don't have an old face. You can't afford to lose your face. There are some things in our family that we have to rely on you.

Feng'er understood what her in-laws meant, and she couldn't help but let Ye'er follow Jing'er, but she was afraid that the resentment she had in the past would be too deep, and she would lose the face of the family. Thinking about it this way, I have a little bottom in my heart. Feng'er replied, I'll try it too, and if it doesn't work, I'll pull it down. It's not that our Ye'er did something unseemly, smeared and planted stolen goods for Jing'er's family, and made the family suffer wrongs and grievances.

The two of them just looked at Feng'er worriedly, not knowing what to say.

Feng'er finally found this opportunity. It was on the way back to the village after a meeting with the two xylophones to the commune.

At this time, the solar term has been frost for many days. The mountain wind is getting colder and harder. The whistling wind swept through the jungle treetops and echoed over the towering hills. The dead leaves on the branches shivered and struggled in the cold wind, and struggled to cling to the swaying branches. Finally, he couldn't catch the skin of his mother, so he fell to the ground helplessly. Tumbling a few times in the wind, he lay desperately in the mountain soil covered with the moisture of the leylines. Waiting for death, waiting for decay, waiting for incarnation nutrients, becoming another form of existence. Then it hurriedly burrows into the maternal vessel, dips into the epidermis of the tall branches, transforms into sprouts, and begins a new round of rebirth.

As far as the eye can see, the continuous mountain peaks are covered with scaly wounds, and the steel-like rocks are abrupt and hideous. The original colorful leaves, the color has been lost, and only the remnants of red and green in the east and west are left, which are already light and colorful. It's like a tattered tablecloth, set up on the hillside, which can cover the most embarrassing part of the almost ** body. is deadlocked, and refuses to show people easily.

Walking in such a situation, the two are still full of interest and talking. Xylophone and Feng'er were thinking about preparing to repair the mountain road this winter.

According to Xylophone's plan, all the laborers of the whole village should be mobilized to go into battle, spread out a big stall, and build this narrow and curved mountain road into a straight and wide road. The road surface is not less than four meters wide, allowing unimpeded access to large vehicles such as cars and tractors. For this reason, the two of them specially found the person in charge of the commune management project and asked him to help contact the technical personnel engaged in the bridge and highway project in the county to give a design budget and see how much labor, money and time would be needed to complete it.

This is a bold idea and a move, and the prospects are very promising. However, once it works, it is bound to be extremely difficult. In terms of labor, even if all the labor force in the whole village is opened, it will only be a few hundred people. To open up this mountain road that is more than ten miles long is tantamount to a fantasy. Exactly how much money will be needed is still unknown. For the people of Xinghua Village, it is completely certain that it will be an astronomical number. Can the small Xinghua Village afford it? As for timing, it doesn't seem to need to be thought about too much. The villagers have plenty of time. In addition to fiddling with one's own one-third of an acre, there is no other use. The apricot grove is managed by the collective. This year, without exception, the whole village willingly handed over their apricot trees to the technical team for management, and even the sour apricots, Zhenfu, Zhenshu and Maolin brothers were also handed over. Therefore, the personnel are relatively concentrated, and the time is easy to arrange. In this way, among the three necessary elements, the xylophone only has a chance of winning in time. The personnel seems to be thin, and it can be said that it is so-so. Only funding is a big problem. I don't know exactly how much we need or how to raise it. Once the funds are gone, all measures are just talk on paper and all are utopian.

Feng'er said, we are engaged in a big project, and we are not tidying up the ridges for our own family, so we should ask the commune for support.

Of course, Xylophone had already thought of this. She said that when the county's design budget comes down, it's not too late to find it. I don't have an accurate number yet, so why don't I report the request?

Feng'er also proposed, no, let's raise a part of it for each family. After the road is repaired, it is convenient for the big guys to walk, and they must all have a share.

Xylophone smiled and replied, I'm also thinking about this. How and how much needs to be raised will have to be discussed. The life of every family has just improved a little, and it is not easy.

Xylophone was very satisfied with Feng'er's proposal. She felt that although Feng'er was a woman, she was not simple in thinking about the problem, and she could see the crux of the problem. The suggestions put forward are also operable. I didn't misread her. Therefore, the xylophone was in good spirits. Although there are many problems that need to be solved by themselves, there are also many pressures from outside the village that fall on my heart. What is rare is that this major road construction project is about to start, and the challenges inherent in her personality have been ignited. No amount of pressure is just a sideline, it can't shake her will, let alone shake her determination.

The xylophone was immersed in the reverie of looking forward to a better future for a while, so he kept thinking, discussing, and looking forward all the way, temporarily forgetting the unpleasant things that were piled up around him. The two of them calculated that this year's management of the apricot forest has reached a new level, and the soil conditions of the apricot forest have been thoroughly improved. The tree trays were trimmed, the soil was deeply turned, the straw was mulched, and the villagers were mobilized to make their own fertilizer and apply it to the apricot groves. At the same time, under the leadership of Maolin, the cubs of the technical team also cultivated and grafted some trees with new varieties. It is estimated that next year will be a good year. Xylophone has always praised the work of the foreign company Jing'er, saying that these children are all good seedlings, and they have to be cared for and cultivated, and they will all be the optimus prime of our village in the future.

Xylophone's words immediately reminded Feng'er. Feng'er asked half-jokingly, Jing'er is also the boss, what kind of object are you looking for? Do you want me to give the staff a look?

Xylophone scratched his scalp and said, I'm anxious about him. Jing'er doesn't know what's wrong, these days it's like a different person, seeing Tian'er's sad face listless. Your brother also followed suit, shouting all day long to find a daughter-in-law for Jing'er. Jing'er didn't buy his account, and when she heard your brother mention his daughter-in-law, she was so annoyed. I didn't dare to tell him about it.

Feng'er was overjoyed when she heard this, but she pretended not to understand and asked, it was Jing'er who didn't want to ask someone to mention the matchmaker.

Xylophone said, it doesn't seem to be. Babies of this age, who doesn't want to. I think he seems to have taken a fancy to which, and he doesn't want to tell the adults, so he keeps stuffing in his stomach. His temperament is iron with your brother. What you want to do, and you don't say it unpleasantly, so that you can bother to guess. By the time you guessed it, the cucumber dish was also cold.

Feng'er smiled and said, when my brother was with you, did you also ask you to guess. When the cucumber dish is almost cold, you can guess that you finally eat this dish.

The xylophone was laughed out loud by Feng'er. This kind of hearty laughter is rare in several years, hearty and warm, unbridled. All the melancholy and boredom were suddenly left behind, and the mind was refreshed and steady. Infected Feng'er also laughed constantly, and the flowers trembled. After laughing for a long time, Feng'er hunched over and covered her stomach and said, Ouch, I can't laugh anymore, I'm going to be angry.

The xylophone poked Feng'er's forehead and said, you ghost girl, why do you dare to make a joke about me.

Feng'er gradually stopped laughing, and said that when others see you, you hide like a mouse sees a cat, and I don't think you are as afraid of people as they think.

Xylophone replied, they used me as a man-eating tiger. If I can eat people, I won't chew and swallow your brother first, and let him wander around alive.

Xylophone's words caused the two of them to laugh for a while. Feng'er asked while laughing, sister-in-law, do you know Jing'er's heart disease.

Mu Qin stared at Feng'er in surprise and asked, You know, why didn't you say it earlier. I can't ask it, I'm in a hurry and I can't be in a hurry, and I'm in a hurry to get angry.

Feng'er said, sister-in-law, if I talk about it, you can't be angry with me, and you can't think of me for being troublesome. I can assure you that I'm telling the truth, believe it or not.

Xylophone thought she was talking around the bend, and said, when did you learn to speak unpleasantly. If you have something to say, you can talk about it, and you need to play tricks with me.

Feng'er saw that the time had come, so she told everything about Jing'er and Ye'er, without hiding it at all, let alone exaggerating. She knows that this kind of thing must be told in a truth-seeking manner. Regardless of whether it succeeds or fails, you must not leave a little bit of fault behind after the fact. From the moment she decided to deal with this matter, she racked her brains and tried her best to consider how to handle all aspects of the relationship in a comprehensive and stable way, leaving no sequelae, and she was more cautious than treating her own marriage.

Xylophone listened quietly to Feng'er and said, that's it. Then he was speechless, and walked his own way with his head bowed sullenly.

Feng'er was a little nervous. She thought about what she had just said, and didn't notice anything wrong, so she followed behind the xylophone with confidence and let her weigh it carefully and carefully.

The desolate mountain road suddenly cleared up. Only the sound of the wind flickering far and near, accompanied by their slightly tired steps, moved towards the deep heart of the mountain. Occasionally, one or two crisp birdsong rose in the jungle around him, eager and short, and then quietly lost among the dense branches, and disappeared without a trace. Looking up, the four fields are vast, leaving an endless barren mountain and forest, for the more and more arrogant mountain wind to trample and rage. Just like a beautiful and delicate young woman, she was ravaged and ** by a strong man, and she had no choice but to accept it.

All the housework of the xylophone family is still handled day and night by a man's family in Maosheng. Jing'er spends her days in the apricot forest, ignoring the world, and even making a mess of her daily life. Zhong Er and Xing Tsai both live in the commune middle school and only go home once a week, mainly to get enough dry food for a week. Because the two of them go home less often, it feels like a rare guest to go home. On weekdays, he was reluctant to eat good things that he was reluctant to use, so Maosheng took them all out and tried his best to entertain them. made the two of them flutter and get up again, and gradually regarded themselves as guests, and they seemed to be a lot more skillful in talking and doing things. The xylophone is outside all day long, pointing east and west, going south and north, and it is difficult to find it. Therefore, in broad daylight, most of the people who were swaying in the east and west courtyards were only Mao Sheng alone in and out of the busy figure.

Mao Sheng felt more and more urgently that there was an important thing missing in the house, that is, the breath of a woman.

Except for the xylophone, the rest are all men. Of course, the xylophone is a woman, but it is not the standard of a woman recognized by ordinary villagers. She is only a woman when she is pregnant and gives birth to a baby and when she sleeps with her at night. Once you give birth to a baby or get out of bed early in the morning, the tone of your voice and your posture of doing things will immediately become more manly than ordinary men. Therefore, the courtyards of Maosheng are full of manliness all day long, including words, actions, sounds, and so on. Comparatively speaking, in the family, xylophone is the first manly woman, followed by the babies. Instead, he was reduced to the status of being a man again, and he became a big man who exuded almost femininity. This left him short of breath and restless. He was soberly aware that Jing'er's marriage could not be delayed any longer. If it is delayed indefinitely, I am afraid that even home will not be called home, it can only be regarded as a monk's temple, and even the hope of holding a grandson will have a bye.

For this matter, he deliberately went to Jing'er several times. I want to find out if Jing'er has any ideas and whose daughter she has taken a fancy to, so that she can know in her heart. However, Jing'er just bothered him to inquire about this kind of thing. Sometimes, as soon as he spoke, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jing'er unreasonably, not letting him worry about himself, saying that he knew what he knew. If he couldn't hear it, he complained about the xylophone, saying that Jing'er is also a big man, and when you see Tian'er jumping in the clouds, why don't you ask someone to inquire about Zhang Luo. The xylophone responded with an "oh, oh", turned around and got busy with his own business, and the topic of the promise was thrown out of the clouds. Seeing that Muqin and the others were busy with their feet facing the sky, he no longer counted on her. He himself is clumsy in such a thing as stabbing drums, so he has no choice but to talk nonsense by himself.

As he pondered day and night, he even developed a kind of conditioned reflex. As soon as he saw Jing'er, or entered the messy house in the West Courtyard, the first thing that popped up in his mind was when he could marry Jing'er's daughter-in-law. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh. The sigh went from light to heavy, stretching out of the mouth and nasal cavity, long, light, and still such a highly musical resonance.

After dinner, the xylophone went to Jing'er's house in the West Courtyard, and stayed in the house for most of the day and didn't come out, which is rare in normal times. After coming out, she hurried out of the house again. Maosheng thought that she had gone to explain to Jing'er about Xinglin's management again, so she didn't take it to heart. It wasn't until Maosheng undressed and went to bed that he returned home.

When she came in the door, she said, "You go to bed later, I have something to tell you."

Mao Sheng understood her words as something else, and he was overjoyed. He thought to himself, what a rare thing, when will she become active. Thinking about it, the two of them haven't had a good time for some days. Mao Sheng was not in a hurry to sleep, his eyes widened, and he waited for the xylophone to wash his feet and latch the door. I was eagerly looking forward to the xylophone going to bed, and I was holding back enough energy to make up for the hunger and thirst that had accumulated for many days.

So, as soon as the xylophone stepped onto the bed, before she could take off her clothes, Mao Sheng hugged the xylophone, stripped off the remaining clothes for her three times and divided them by two, and dragged them into the quilt that was warm as spring covered by her body temperature. His sturdy body wrapped around the xylophone like a rattan, his thick and powerful thighs tightly twisted her smooth legs and feet, his broad lips tightly gagged her mouth, and his two fan-rough palms roamed quickly over her soft skin. All the moving parts of the body are moving, and there is no idle child.

The xylophone was torn by him so that he couldn't breathe and couldn't move. She easily broke her mouth out of the thick lips that Mao Shengsheng was holding, and gasped and said, Don't worry, I have something to discuss with you.

Maosheng replied, what's the matter, I'll talk about it later. Without waiting for the xylophone to reply, his mouth invaded again, sucking the xylophone's mouth and tongue deeply, not giving her any chance to speak.

Maosheng is worthy of being a descendant of mountain carpenters, and fully inherits the meticulous and solid character and merits of his grandparents. Doing things on weekdays, his careful, delicate, and meticulous seriousness shows his consistent style in this door to the fullest. Even when it comes to the intercourse of the two of them in the middle of the night, this is true.