Sour apricot hurriedly said, you must not say it. Because of this, the xylophone is embarrassed, and others can't get involved. It can only be safely for the two babies to solve it by themselves.

Just as he was saying this, there was a stack of shouts from the sour jujube lady in the distance, calling the sour jujube to go over, and there was something to say.

Sour Xing urged him, hurry up. My family's affairs are too complicated for you to manage. Don't go back and have a famine with your late mother. As long as your family lives a stable life, it will save me a lot of heart.

The sour jujube got up and left the sour apricot. As soon as I walked to my mother-in-law's side, the whistle sounded, and the construction site immediately became noisy.

The sour jujube hurriedly asked, what's wrong, there's something.

The mother-in-law replied, it's okay, let's go to work. With that, he turned around and picked up the shovel on the ground and joined the crowd of workers.

The sour jujube understands, I'm afraid the sour apricot has already understood, the mother-in-law saw that she was talking to her brother, she seemed very close, and she was not happy in her heart, so she deliberately broke away from the sour jujube. The sour jujube sighed, and hurriedly went to work on his own stall.

Since the last time my mother-in-law was carried home like a sack by sour dates, my mother-in-law had a big fight with him. Of course, it was the mother-in-law who jumped up and scolded loudly. The sour jujube just didn't say a word, but he blocked his body at the gate. No matter how the mother-in-law makes her hair splash, she doesn't want to sneak out of the door. The mother-in-law finished her efforts and was angry enough, so she had to squat at home helplessly.

The accommodation of sour jujube to the mother-in-law has been for a long time, and the mother-in-law is also accustomed to it. Since the day the mother-in-law entered the door, the sour jujube has never called the mother-in-law viciously, let alone slapped a finger. Because of his own life experience, Sujube cherishes this hard-won complete family very much. Especially when his mother-in-law gave birth to a late life for himself, he regarded his mother-in-law as his savior. All the excessive actions of the mother-in-law, including how to slander and hurt the brother and sister-in-law who are like parents and the xylophone who is more than a mountain, the sour jujube can only endure it silently. He repeatedly comforted himself in his heart, and when he got along for a long time, his mother-in-law would see through the matter, and she would slowly get better. However, as time went on, this hope was extremely slim.

That day, the sudden incident on the construction site made the sour jujube finally unbearable. He couldn't let the unreasonable mother-in-law follow someone else and watch her disregard for the xylophone and sour apricot countertops. In a hurry, he rashly hit his mother-in-law and carried her home. Of course, he knew that he had caused trouble, so he showed a thousand cautions everywhere in front of his mother-in-law. Especially so, the mother-in-law didn't finish it with him. When he slept at night, he was driven to the bed of his late life by his mother-in-law, and he was resolutely not allowed to share a bed with her. Until now, he is still torn on a small bed with his late life. made the late student complain, either because he squeezed himself, or because he snored all the time when he slept, which hindered his sleep.

This cub is also used to being tightly accustomed. Because he is old, he is used to spoiling and respecting, and he has used it all, so that he is afraid of pinching it in his hand and putting it in his mouth for fear of melting. Even, he wanted the stars in the sky, and the two of them didn't dare to say that they would pick the moon for him. Because he is accustomed to the bad temper of the cub, he is commanding at home, fighting outside, like a wild horse foal, without restraint, and there is no ordinary baby cub who is afraid of the head for a long time. The original "pistachio" with a sweet mouth and loved by everyone has long become a "wild hedgehog" that everyone is annoying about, and it can't be messed with. If anyone dares to provoke, then wait for the mother-in-law to block the door and scold.

When he was working in the sour jujube, he thought about it for an afternoon, and felt that he should go to Maosheng to talk to him to see if Maosheng disagreed with this family business with all his heart. If that's the case, I'll send my brother a letter as soon as possible and make another plan.

The sour jujube was at Maosheng's house after dinner.

Xylophone went to the brigade office to study the work. Every night, Xylophone would gather the big and small stewards together to discuss some things on the construction site tomorrow. Jing'er had dinner, put down her rice bowl and ran away. Mao Sheng was the only one in the family. He's either tinkering with this or tinkering with that, and there's never a time to spare.

When Suan Zao stepped into the courtyard, Mao Sheng was repairing the damaged tools on the construction site. Because Maosheng has carpentry skills, he was arranged by the village to repair some more tools. Every day after dinner, he had to poke the drum for a while before he could go to bed.

Seeing the sour jujube come in, Mao Sheng warmly bowed to the house and poured him a bowl of hot water. The two of them smoked dry tobacco pouches while pulling some idle chores.

The sour jujube pondered in his heart, how to talk about Ye'er. He is already silent and clumsy, so he naturally doesn't know how to say what is in his heart tactfully. The words rolled in my throat, but I just couldn't come out. Moreover, he has to pull with Mao Shengdong sentence by sentence, and he can't take care of each other, so he seems incoherent and preoccupied.

Maosheng also saw that the sour jujube had something to say, so he asked him, what's the matter, what's the matter? If you want to have something, just talk about it, and be polite with me.

The sour jujube held back for a long time and said, I won't talk about it. It's just that I looked at the urgency and wanted to find you. You get angry when you hear it. If you have an idea, it's even better. If I don't have an idea, I don't have to talk about it. After that, he told the story of Jing'er and Ye'er upside down, and nervously looked at Maosheng's face.

Maosheng remained silent. He was also very miserable in his heart.

Regarding the matter of Jing'er and Ye'er, Maosheng had already given the death sentence and made up his mind not to change the sentence. He felt that this was a great shame, and it was the sour apricot who slammed a basin on top of his head. Of course, he Maosheng couldn't agree. Then, the most effective way to fight back is to resolutely not agree. No matter how coarse the xylophone is, no matter how Jing'er seeks death and life, as long as he doesn't let go, no one wants to make this happen. After all, he is still the head of the family. I can't control other things, and I still have the right to decide on this kind of major matter. Don't look at the scenery of the xylophone outside, and don't look at Jing'er often being coquettish in front of him, as long as he Maosheng recognizes the things and doesn't agree, the family has never been stubborn about him. At the beginning, Maosheng's sky-high fire burned the family to a hairless one. The family never mentioned it again in front of him, and he was a little complacent. Slowly, he found that things were getting worse and worse, and he was gradually isolated by his family.

Xylophone not only didn't mention Jing'er's marriage, but also always mentioned Ye'er's recent situation intentionally or unintentionally. Jing'er didn't mention Ye'er, only Jin Ye's well-behaved and lovely. Even, even Zhong'er and Xingzai's two cubs are completely on the side of Xylophone and Jing'er. As soon as they returned home on Sunday, the two of them unscrupulously showed how good Ye'er was to them, often went to school to deliver delicious food, and called the two of them to the house several times to make dumplings to eat. The love of the two for Ye'er is beyond words. It seems that the whole family likes Ye'er, but Maosheng is the only one who rejects her and can't hear Ye'er's name. Sometimes, Mao Sheng felt that his family was telling him, so he got angry and couldn't mention Ye'er and Jin Ye. However, if his mouth grows on someone else, how can he hold back. Besides, the family did not mention the marriage between Ye'er and Jing'er, so Maosheng was not good at forcibly interfering.

Later, Maosheng gradually understood it thoroughly. Xylophone and Jing'er did this, and also encouraged Zhong'er and Xingzi to do it so blatantly, just to open his mind with a soft knife and use a soft method to correct him to change his mind. Thinking about it like this, Mao Sheng became worried. It seems that the death sentence he pronounced on them has unconsciously turned into a suspended death sentence, and it will change from a suspended death sentence to a fixed period, and it is developing in the direction of early release from prison. Mao Sheng felt that he had increasingly lost his authority in this matter. Desperately blocking it has also become useless. Jing'er and Ye'er's marriage is like a bulldozer with full horsepower, pushing itself involuntarily to the hour of the wedding. Maosheng was both aggrieved and helpless. He still held on to it with all his might, and until the last moment, he vowed not to raise his hand in surrender.

No matter how sour jujube is upside down, Mao Sheng understands as soon as he hears it, he is here to be a lobbyist. Of course, Maosheng knew that the sour jujube was kind, and he couldn't see the babies suffering from grievances. But this kind of thing can't be promised just because you feel sorry for the baby. After all, this is a major event involving the honor and disgrace of his Maosheng family, and there is no ambiguity.

Mao Sheng sighed and said, let's not talk about these troubles. The baby's wings are stiff, and she can't listen to Lao Tzu's words. If you like to make a fuss, you can make a fuss, and I can't control it. When he spoke, there was a hint of helplessness and sadness in his tone.

Maosheng's words, which were misheard by the sour jujube, Cheng Maosheng no longer insisted on his opinion, and seemed to agree to the marriage of the two. The sour jujube was overjoyed, and he echoed and said some good things about Jing'er, what looks good and has a good character, what is diligent and studious, and there will definitely be a future in the future. said that Maosheng's mood gradually improved. The sour jujube is by no means a compliment to Maosheng, but a heartfelt statement. Maosheng knows this. From childhood to adulthood, Sour Zao treated Jing'er as his own baby. Sometimes, even the mother-in-law can't look at it and scolds him for being cheap. Take other people's babies as your own heart to protect them, and let urine juice drip into your brain.

Mao Sheng was really happy, and the atmosphere of Laqua returned to the state it had just started. After finishing this thorough conversation, the sour jujube in a good mood returned to his courtyard with brisk steps.

Inside the house, Wansheng is throwing a tantrum. He counted his mother with his teeth and claws, thinking that she asked her father to squeeze into a bed with him, couldn't sleep well at night, took a nap during the day, and called Teacher Hu to stop during class. Teacher Hu also said that if he took a nap again, he would not be allowed to enter the classroom. The sour jujube lady lowered her eyebrows and listened to the noisy of the late life, why can't she settle this little ancestor.

When he saw his father coming back, he pulled up the quilt on his bed and threw it on the big bed in the back room. He said fiercely, if you still sleep in my bed tonight, I will split the bed and burn it, and no one will want to sleep.

The sour jujube was silent, and his heart didn't want him to do it. From time to time, he glanced at his mother-in-law to peek at her reaction. The mother-in-law has long lost her temper. Seeing that the sour jujube was gloating on the side, of course he knew his thoughts. She rolled the quilt on the bed into two quilt tubes, and said that everyone slept with his own person, and no one was allowed to touch anyone. With that, she stripped off her clothes and went to bed, got into the quilt tube inside the bed, and pressed the corners of the quilt tightly under her body.

The sour jujube coaxed the late birth to bed in a good voice, and then hurriedly closed the door and closed the door. He quietly undressed, got into his own quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

It's easy to wait until the late life outside is asleep, and the sour dates will begin to move. He first reached for the quilt in the bed and gently poked in. was twisted hard by her mother-in-law and forced to take it back. After a while, he leaned in again and was smashed back by his mother-in-law with her hand. Sour jujube wants to give up tonight's offensive battle for the time being. As long as you get yourself laid, there will always be a chance. However, he was only honest for a short while, and he couldn't help it anymore.

It has been more than a month since I was forced to separate the bed after beating my mother-in-law. The fatigue of the day could not suppress the thirst and hunger in my heart. There seems to be an uncontrollable heat and impulse rushing in the body, if you don't open a gap and release it, I'm afraid you will be disturbed to sleep tonight.

The sour jujube was on a whim, and I didn't care about my mother-in-law's past strength. While the mother-in-law was not paying attention, he ripped off her quilt and leaned in. The mother-in-law was startled, and she was about to shout when she opened her mouth, but she was covered by the sour jujube who had been prepared. As a result, a hand-to-hand battle of coercion and resistance began in the quilt. In the end, the momentum of the sour jujube was too great, and it attacked into the mother-in-law's body in a strong * treacherous way, and wantonly transported heat and leakage * points inward. This made the mother-in-law softened, scorched, calcined, and finally completely disarmed and surrendered.

The cold war, which lasted for more than a month, came to an end. The icy, cold surface of the river finally thawed and melted into a mess, and once again a cheerful stream flowed.

It was a beautiful night. Outside the house, the night sky was full of stars, like countless eyes peeking into the courtyard of the mountain village. Secretly speculating, blinking happily, hoping for the moon to rise, which had long been invisible. It will take some time for the full moon in the sky to rise, and the moon in the house is already shining brightly.

As soon as he got to work the next day, the sour jujube couldn't wait to find the sour apricot and tell him Maosheng's statement last night. The sour jujube asserted that Maosheng had already secretly agreed, and if he didn't, he wouldn't have said the words "I can't control it". Sour Xing smiled, saying that it wouldn't be so easy, I know his temperament, so let's let it be.

At this time, it was almost the end of the year, and the project had reached a very difficult stage.

Except for the elderly and underage babies with limited mobility, all the available labor in Xinghua Village went into battle, even women and half-grown babies were no exception. Even the children who go to school in the commune middle school have to work for a while when they come home on Sunday and pass by the construction site. Every day, 200 to 300 people are working the construction site, digging out of the mountain.

After a long period of overloading, the villagers gradually became a little unbearable. When it's time to take a break, there will be a group of people lying on the cold ground. There are those who close their eyes to recuperate, those who fall asleep soundly, those who complain, and those who curse the heavens and the earth, and so on. It should be said that the villagers have tried their best, and there are very few people who cheat and cheat. After all, the construction period is too long, and there is no rest interval, which makes the whole day tiring, and people can't help but complain. Many people's palms have been blistered, and when a layer is broken, a layer of calluses has formed.

On the construction site, there are those who have smashed their fingers and insteps, some have sprained their calves and hips, and there are even typhoid fever and fever. Xylophone transferred the National Day to the construction site, and brought half of the medicines in the pharmacy to the construction site, giving injections and medicines to the injured and sick at any time. Even so, there are still a few people who can't go to work normally every day, squatting at home to recuperate and heal their injuries. Xylophone still gritted his teeth, ruthlessly, and saw Tian'er soaking on the construction site, supervising the slow progress of the project. She herself was no exception, and she volunteered to be incorporated into a commando team and threw herself into the arduous work of the project together with the villagers.

What's more, the little money raised in the early stage is about to be exhausted. Although Secretary Shen has already spoken, it is necessary to meet all the materials needed for the supply of Xinghua Village project. However, he did not explicitly say that it should be offered at a discount or for free. Even if all that money is spent on the purchase of detonator explosives, it will not be enough. Zhenfu saw Tian'er muttering about money in Muqin's ear, saying that this thing was going to be bought, and that thing was gone, which made Muqin weak and short of breath. As soon as she heard Zhenfu's voice, her head grew big, but she couldn't do anything about it. I had to stay up one day at a time and slowly find a way.

Mao Lin was a little worried, so he discussed with Xylophone whether to take a few days off and let the villagers rest. It not only settles down some things at home, but also rests and recuperates. The xylophone is not unaware of the labor of the villagers. She herself felt physically exhausted. However, she did not dare to slack off in the slightest. Secretary Shen of the commune has clearly instructed that the commune will prepare to hold a commune-wide winter farmland and water conservancy construction site meeting in Xinghua Village in these days, and county leaders will be invited to participate in the meeting. In particular, he had to drag the county magistrate Du here to see the winter scene of Beishan Commune to plug his hurtful stinky mouth. Xylophone also wanted to rest for a few days and let the villagers take a breath. If we continue to do this endlessly, I'm afraid everyone will be tired. When Secretary Shen heard the idea of the xylophone, he immediately became angry, saying that now that he was at the end of his life, how could he stop work. Even if you are tired to death, you have to nail it to the construction site and not be allowed to retreat. If the construction site of Xinghua Village is stopped before the on-site meeting is held, he will resolutely ask the xylophone. Xylophone was helpless, so he had to see Tian'er supervise the progress and quality of the project.

The road construction site slowly moved forward, gradually moving away from the house. It is very inconvenient to eat and rest at noon. You can't tell the villagers who are so tired that their bones are falling apart that they should walk a short distance home for dinner at noon, and then walk back to work. In this way, it will only increase the hardship of the villagers in vain. Therefore, Zhenfu first proposed to install a big stove on the construction site, and the villagers would gather together to stew a big pot of vegetables. The villagers bring their own dry food at noon every day and eat a big pot of dishes. Have a hot meal. In this way, you can save your legs and feet from the round trip, and you can also take time to rest. No, I'm afraid no one can withstand such physical labor. Muqin immediately agreed, saying that the money for the vegetables would be paid by the brigade, and all the people on the construction site would eat it with their stomachs open for free.

Zhenfu immediately arranged for manpower to undertake it. He also borrowed tarpaulins from outside the mountain and set up several large tents on the edge of the construction site for shelter from the cold when the village workers rested. This move won the approval of the villagers, who said that this is good, and it should have been done a long time ago.

As for the candidate for the big stove, several women fought fiercely. Like Xue'e, Lanxiang, Huoyazi, Full Moon, Sour Jujube Mother-in-law, Vanilla and others, they compete openly and secretly. What's more, Osmanthus also asked her father-in-law Zhenshu to intercede with Zhenfu, and wanted to get the wait on the stove. I'm afraid that she will be tired and fall into some kind of illness. Zhenfu is really embarrassed, and I don't know who to arrange. In the end, he pushed the problem to the xylophone, saying how to arrange, you should make a decision. Xylophone replied, there are two people on the stove is enough, I'm afraid that women alone can't play it, just call Maoqing on the stove, you will match a girl who picks vegetables and does chores, and everyone else goes to work on the construction site. With the xylophone as a shield, Zhenfu sent a few women away safely. Even his wife and daughter-in-law Vanilla didn't dare to stay, for fear of gossip. He asked for Waiter directly, first, Wait'er was in line with the identity of the girl and cub that Muqin said, and second, he had a little bit of trouble with Zhenshu, and giving Zhenshu a son, which was equivalent to showing that he intended to mend the cracks between the two. Thinking about it, Zhenshu is a smart person, and he won't fail to understand his good intentions.

At this point, the project has advanced to a difficult section. It is the place where the villagers sold apricots and overturned cars this year, and it is also the boundary where the xylophone was forced to meet with Maosheng by the stream when he first entered the mountain.

The place has steep slopes and sharp bends, with a deep stream on one side and a thick hillside on the other. According to the original route, the protruding mouth was cut down and then widened and straightened. So far, this place is the most difficult place for the villagers to repair, and it is also the largest and most dangerous section of the road. Looking at the trees and grass growing on the hillside, there is only more than a foot of loose soil on the slope. Underneath it was all hard granite, and a normal hammer and pickaxe would not have tried to shake it. The only way is to use detonator explosives to bomb directly.

Because of the use of explosives and detonators, and the steep slopes and narrow roads, this safety issue is mentioned in an important position. Xylophone repeatedly told Maoshan to pay attention to safety. She also entrusted Sour Apricot once a day to help Maoshan take care of the fire and take charge of the rudder, and she never dared to make anything happen. In particular, the commune has decided to convene an on-site meeting the day after tomorrow, and the notice has already been issued. At this critical time, if something goes wrong, it is really difficult for the xylophone to explain to Secretary Shen to the commune.

In order to hold this on-site meeting, Secretary Shen also specially sent Yang Xiande to lead a group of commune cadres to inspect the progress of the project.

Yang Xiande said that the progress and quality of the project have nothing to say, but the atmosphere on the construction site is not strong enough. It is necessary to erect a reed shed on the construction site and be the engineering headquarters. Some slogans and slogans were erected, colorful flags were hung up and down the hills, loudspeakers were installed, and revolutionary songs were played. It's like an engineer.

Xylophone smiled bitterly, what do you want the headquarters to do. The cadres of the whole village were all planted on the construction site, and who had the leisure to squat in the reed shed and drink tea and command. Besides, where to find the trumpet? There is no electricity, and even if it is installed, it is still a deaf ear decoration. Besides, how can there be so many colorful flags and placards in the village, it's too cumbersome.

Yang Xiande criticized the xylophone for not thinking properly, not putting himself in the right position, and not realizing the importance of this meeting. He said, "No, you have to find a way." This on-site meeting is of great significance, and whether Beishan Commune can make a comeback in the construction of water conservancy projects this winter depends on the effect of this on-site meeting. Your xylophone is not working for your own family, but for the whole commune. Secretary Shen repeatedly reminded that no matter how the project progresses, the atmosphere of this meeting must be strong, and the warmer the better. Create a kind of momentum, give a visual impact to the leading cadres of the county and the whole commune, and severely shake their numb nerves and small belly chicken intestines.

Xylophone shook his head in frustration.

Yang Xiande saw that the xylophone was really difficult, so he helplessly relieved her worries. He immediately arranged for someone to go back and give a notice, and called people from the commune engineering team to help build a reed shed, asked Lao Zhang of the film team to borrow the generator and speaker box for the time being, and asked Principal Yang of the commune middle school to carry all the colorful flags for the school's sports meeting and insert them all over the corners of the construction site. After the arrangement was completed, Yang Xiande returned to the commune with a group of people.

It wasn't until Yang Xiande walked away that Mao Lin came over and complained to Xylophone, what are they doing. Engaging in engineering is not marrying a daughter, can you use such a arrangement?

Xylophone sighed and said, the commune has the intention of the commune, how can we manage it.

At the foot of the hill away from the construction site, the large stove was forked with several large stones, and an extra-large iron pot was placed on it. Because there are many people eating, the cooking utensils used are surprisingly large. The spatula used to turn the pot was a small shovel, and the spoon used to scoop vegetables was to poke a hole in a small iron bucket and attach a thick wooden shovel handle. There are even more utensils for serving dishes. There were washbasins, buckets, and small water tanks, all of which were temporarily borrowed from various households. One for each construction team, and labeled according to the number of people in the group. If there are a large number of people, the family will be larger, and the dishes will be more. When it was time to start the meal, each group leader would bring a portion and share it with the group.

Some people joke that eating at noon is to feed pigs, and Mao Qinghe and others are breeders. Sometimes, near lunchtime, mischievous people sneak up on the stove to see what is being stewed. I also asked by the way, what kind of pig food is cooking today, okay? Mao Qing said angrily, so many pigs are not in a hurry, you should "hum" first.

In adjusting the recipe, Mao Qing also tried his best. Every household has vegetables, such as cabbage, radish, potatoes, etc. As long as the brigade has memorized the catties and left them for the future settlement, the supply will be opened, and there will be as many as they want. Mao Qing worked these vegetables. Stew cabbage today, boil potatoes tomorrow, and change it to radish the day after tomorrow, try not to repeat it. Sometimes, he also makes several large pots of tofu with his own hands, spice up the monotonous dishes. It is that there is a lack of oil and water in the dish, and sometimes it seems that the soup is too watery.

Seeing the anxious appearance of the villagers, Mao Qing felt distressed. He asked Zhenfu, who was in charge of logistics supply, to ask whether to ask the brigade to kill a pig and replenish oil and water for the villagers. Zhenfu didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he went to discuss with Xylophone. Of course, Xylophone agreed, saying that the villagers were too hard, so they picked a big pig to slaughter and subsidize some oil and water. Zhenfu couldn't wait for that. He immediately found manpower, ran back to his pigsty, and threw down the fat pig that had been fed for more than a year and weighed nearly 200 catties, and transported it to the construction site. Mao Qing is like a treasure. He was reluctant to stew it all at once, so he took strict care of it. At every lunch, he weighed and cut off some meat and put it in a large iron pot to make the dish smell a little fishy. If so, I have already eaten it. The stewed dish has returned to the original clear soup with little water.

On Saturday, the day before the on-site meeting, the engineering team came to the construction site early with the shelf pipe to build a shed. They borrowed tarpaulins from the tractor station to cover the goods and erected them on the erected shed. Lao Zhang of the film team also came with a generator and a horn box, and after installing the generator, he hung the horn box on the command booth.

When it was close to noon, Secretary Shen of the commune was not at ease, so he personally brought a bunch of people to the construction site to check the layout of the on-site meeting. After looking around, he said that the atmosphere was not strong enough, as if something was missing.

Yang Xiande hurriedly reported that the colorful flags of the commune middle school had not yet been delivered. When the bunting comes, the corners and corners of the construction site are decorated up, and the atmosphere will be good.

Secretary Shen said that this Principal Yang has always been slow and always procrastinating in his work. Hurry up and send someone to urge. If he can't deliver it before dark, ask him to plant the flag alone in the dark. He led the leaders to the big stove to check the villagers' lunch and tomorrow's meal.

When Zhenfu and Maoqing saw that the big cadres of the commune were coming, they were more cautious.

Mao Qing lifted the lid of the pot and pointed to the steaming pot and said, how can there be good dishes, it is boiled cabbage in water all day long, and there is not even a little oil star taste.

Zhenfu poured bitter water on Secretary Shen and his party next to the big stove. He said that he asked me to be in charge of logistics and supply, and he was sad and died when he saw Tian'er. The work of the villagers was so hard and heavy that they were so tired that they couldn't get up when they lay down. But this food is as bad as pig food, how can you save enough energy to raise your spirits. If this continues, I'm afraid there won't be a few people left on the construction site.

The two of them sang and talked in harmony, which deeply touched Secretary Shen, who had a serious and cold face on weekdays. Secretary Shen said, yes, yes, don't give the horses grass, just want to make the horses run, how can there be such a good thing in the world. Just ask the commune canteen to kill two pigs and send them, which will be counted as the cost of the commune's on-site meeting, and there is no need for Xinghua Village to pay. Ming'er got this done early in the morning.

As soon as Secretary Shen's words fell, the village cadres present almost jumped up. The faces that were slightly gray due to malnutrition suddenly glowed with a ruddy luster.

Seeing this, Yang Xiande teased, he wouldn't be so happy. It's like a baby cub who hasn't eaten for a few days and sees her mother, and her face is happy to have wrinkles. Be careful that the walnuts can't be opened. The crowd laughed.

The commune was going to send two pigs for nothing, and the news spread quickly throughout the construction site like legs and legs. The conversation between people and workers all turned to these two pigs. Talk about which part of the pig's meat is delicious, which place is a big tonic, and swallow saliva one by one. At lunchtime, such discussions can be heard everywhere.

Because of waiting on the stove, the amount of food in the people's group is correspondingly more than that of the other groups. This is known only to the people and their children. Sometimes, people in other groups have also doubted, saying that the number of people in our group is the same as that of your group, and that each of us has a flat bowl of food, and each of you has a sharp bowl of vegetables, but there is still a surplus in the pot. The people and others all thought he was talkative, saying that they were all the same number of people and the same amount of dishes, so why would they be more out of thin air, you use jars and we use pots, and the house that holds the vegetables is big, of course, it seems that the amount of vegetables is less.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be hidden from the sharp eyes of Jing'er and foreign companies. Yang Xing and Jing'er took the time to secretly threaten and say that in the future, if you don't add more vegetables to our group, you will poke this matter out and see if you can still do it on the stove. I'm really scared. Every time she served a dish, she added the amount to the group where Yang Xing and Jing'er belonged. Afterwards, the two of them also wanted to blackmail the people on this basis, telling him to serve him well like Zhu'er in the future. The people said angrily, get out, if you want to sue, I don't want her to be a breeder to feed the pigs when she sees the sky. It made the two of them very bored.

When the people came to serve the food, when they saw that there was no one around, they quietly told him, "Stew pork vermicelli at noon tomorrow, I will bury a big fat meat in your dish, remember to take it out first, so that others can see it." The people quietly picked up the vegetable pots and left. Don't you know that their sneaky actions have already made the osmanthus standing not far away see it. Osmanthus hated it so much that the root of her teeth itched, and scolded in her heart, Dead Nizi, you are still playing tricks on me, see if I go home tonight and teach you a lesson.

It wasn't until the end of the day that the school flags were carried by a few of the students who had gone home for Sunday. Mao Lin scolded these cubs for being greedy and misplaying, and said that they were going to call it a day, and who still had the time to insert this Laoshzi, they should have sent it earlier. The winter solstice said aggrievedly, as soon as we got to school, we rushed back without stopping, and our shoulders and toes were blistered. If you don't believe it, you can check it, how dare you be lazy.

Sour Xing came over and told the people on the construction site to do it. I'll leave later, and take these babies to plant the flag before leaving.

Mao Lin saw the sour apricot to arrange, and he was naturally relieved. He said, "Uncle, you don't need to run errands yourself, just stand here and direct the cubs how to intervene."

Sour Xing commanded a few cubs to plant flagpoles everywhere. It wasn't until the casual workers and the villagers had cleared up that they planted the flags on the construction site. There was a flag that was planted far away by the winter solstice to the place where it was going to be blasted tomorrow. Sour Xing wanted to pull out the flag and replant it in the field where the villagers worked. The winter solstice rushed and said, Master, it's not in the way, it's not too late to pull out the cannon when Ming'er fires it. Sour apricot saw that it was getting late, so she didn't insist anymore.

Sour Xing led seven or eight cubs on the road home, and her heart was beautiful. Maybe it's because of the age, for a while, sour apricots love to come to babies. When you see someone else's cub, you think of your own cub. He saw that Tian'er was looking forward to Feng'er's belly bulging soon, so that he could hug his grandson early. This kind of thought made Sour Apricot very frightened, thinking that people would have such an eager mood when they were old. From this, it means that you have developed in the direction of aging. Although he never feels how old he is, he is better than his own babies in some aspects such as using his brains and being diligent, especially the people of the National Day. However, this feeling will always come up from time to time, and you can't stop it. Surrounded by these babies, Sour Apricot felt more and more the comfort and comfort brought by this **. As he walked, he interrogated everyone about their studies. Criticize this sentence and encourage that sentence, and enjoy it.

At this time, the sunset has set behind the mountains, and the soft twilight covers the mountains. A few wisps of milky white cooking smoke floated in the air, a thin layer, as light as a feather, drifting around with the cold mountain wind, refusing to disperse for a long time. The road underfoot is very spacious. Although there is gravel lying on the road, walking on it, one foot deep and one foot shallow, some stumbling, but it gives people a feeling of open-mindedness and comfort.

Sour apricot thought to herself, it was still comfortable to walk on the road. After another year or two of hard work, when such a road leads to the outside of the mountain, what kind of goods in the mountains can't be transported, and what kind of fresh things outside the mountains can't enter the village. At that time, Sensei said that the way into the money was over, even the girl outside the mountain had to run to the village with all her heart, and she was worried that the baby cub could not find a partner and could not marry a daughter-in-law. Not only do the people's affairs not have to be anxious, but even the working daughter-in-law does not have to worry. At that time, what you want will be done.

It's almost time to get to the intersection of the village. In the hazy twilight, I saw two shadows in the distance panicked and hid in the bushes by the roadside. One of the shadows was familiar, like the figure of the people. Sour apricot's heart sighed. I thought that the people were talking to the others, and when I saw a group of people coming over, I hid in a panic.

Sour Xing's happy mood was completely destroyed, and the sorrow in front of her was full of brains. He sighed secretly, pretending not to see anything. Passing by the place where the two were hiding, he deliberately did not squint, and still led the babies into the village.

When I got up in the morning, I felt a sore backache. The spirit is tired, and the heart is empty, as if something is going to happen.

He rolled over and lay down on the bed again, squinting his eyes and remembering it carefully. As always, everything was normal, and I couldn't think of any signs of what was going on. If there is anything, it is that when I returned to the village last night, I saw the shadow of the people and the others. Could it be that they are going to have something to do? It reminded him of a dream he had at night.

In the dream, the lights in front of the sour apricot's house were lit up and firecrackers rang out. The whole family is busy marrying a wife to the people. The people were still wearing their usual dirty clothes, but they wore a brand new cotton hat, and anxiously circled around the door of their homes. At this time, the bride was surrounded by people, but instead of waiting, she was a strange woman with a pointed chin and round eyes and a ruddy complexion. She was wearing a bright red new dress, swaying Tingting, and went straight to the door of Sour Xing's house. She wanted to enter the courtyard, but she couldn't cross the low threshold of his house. The people were in a hurry, so they reached out and dragged her, but she raised her hand to block it. Sour Xing was also anxious and wanted to tell her to enter the house quickly. Let's settle her down as soon as possible and rush to entertain the guests. The sour apricot urged her, but she couldn't make a sound. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't make a little sound, and I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. I wanted to ask the people to tell her, but I found that I couldn't even move my legs and feet. It seems that the bride is also really in a hurry. She staggered over to Sour Apricot, as if telling Sour Apricot to hurry up and find a way to lead herself into the yard. Seeing that Sour Apricot said that she couldn't move, she got angry, raised her narrow little foot, and kicked Sour Xing's right leg hard, and wanted to kick again. Immediately, Sour Xing felt a trace of soreness in her right leg. He tried his best to dodge the second kick that was about to be kicked, but he suddenly woke up, and it was Nan Ke's dream. By this time, it was almost dawn, and there was a clear sound outside the house that people who were accustomed to getting up early. Sour Xing thought back to this dream, and still seemed to feel a faint soreness in her right leg.

It wasn't until the woman called him breakfast that Sour Apricot got out of bed. After eating tastelessly, he went out to work. The woman was still asking behind her back, don't you look strong and uncomfortable? Otherwise, let's go. I asked for a leave of absence on National Day. Sour Xing replied sullenly, nothing wrong, not in the way.

When Sour Apricot came to the construction site, the figure on the construction site swayed, and the number of people increased suddenly. Most of the villagers who went to work had arrived, and the additional people had come to attend the commune's on-site meeting.

After yesterday's makeup, the construction site has a new look. The spacious site headquarters was crowded, and several desks were crowded with people who signed in. Mao Qing had already lit the fire on the big stove and hurriedly added firewood to boil water. Waiting, he was busy picking up tea and refilling. Songs such as "Socialism is Good", "My Motherland", and "My Sister Looking for My Brother Tears" came out of the speaker box, and the volume was turned up to the maximum, which was deafening. Everyone has to shout loudly when they speak so that the other person can hear. The most eye-catching thing is the colorful flags on the construction site. Red, green, yellow, blue, etc., colorful, the construction site is dressed up in a fancy way. People say that this formation is more magnificent than the scene of agricultural Dazhai back then.

The blasting team led by Mao Shan should have started blasting early, but even the blast hole was drilled yesterday and the next night. Because of the on-site meeting, they had to postpone the blasting until after lunch. Sour Apricot didn't have anything specific to do for the time being, so she just sat on the sidelines and watched the excitement.

There was a group of cubs sitting around him, all of whom were babies from the village school. Today is Sunday, and when I don't go to school, the babies and cubs come early to see the excitement. They also have an important task, which is to wait for lunch. The commune sent two pigs to make pork stewed vermicelli at noon. This news made the whole village, young and old, rejoice. Before the adults went to bed last night, they told the babies over and over again that no one was allowed to run around today, and they all went to the construction site early, waiting to eat pork vermicelli to satisfy their hunger. So, in the village, except for the old people who could not participate in labor and the feces who needed to be supervised by the elderly, everyone who could come to the construction site came. Some cubs didn't even eat breakfast, so they waited for noon to open their bellies and eat a big meal, and scooped up a belly of oil and water. Seeing a few jeeps driving on the construction site, the group of babies skimmed the sour apricots, gathered in a swarm, and circled around the car. Look here, touch there, and the drivers warn them to drive away, for fear that they will dirty and break the car.

Zhong'er and Dong Solstice and other student cubs also arrived together. They also have a mission to come. The first is to participate in construction site labor. Then wait for the meeting to disperse and pack up the colored flags on the construction site. When I go to school the next night, I carry all the flags back to school. The last task is to eat pork and get oil and water.

The on-site meeting was very grand and enthusiastic. The officials present at the meeting were dumbfounded, and they were all impressed by the courage and courage shown by the little Xinghua Village. They never imagined that such a dilapidated village and such a group of disgraced people would dare to expand such a spacious and first-class road in such a difficult environment and under difficult conditions, which is unimaginable. Shen Yuhua, who had already become the director of the village committee of a village in Beishan, looked straight at her, and asked over and over again around the xylophone, how did she do it.

Some leaders also came to the county, and the leader was the county magistrate. County Magistrate Du originally had a meeting to attend, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he asked Secretary Shen to get it to the scene. Secretary Shen's intentions, County Magistrate Du naturally understood. It's that I call myself a bear on weekdays, and I want to take advantage of this on-site meeting to support myself for the façade. dragged him to Zhuang Shengwei, just to change his nostalgic impression of Beishan Commune.

The participants first visited all corners of the construction site. After that, they gathered in front of the command booth for a meeting. Listening to the bombardment speeches of the county and commune leaders in turn, a few villages that had done well introduced their experiences and practices, and two unlucky villages who had not made any movement came to the stage to make statements. In the end, he asked Secretary Shen to agitate and reprimand, and summarize it in a frightened manner. After such a routine, most of the morning's work was exhausted. As soon as the words of the adjournment of the meeting fell, the people who attended the meeting dispersed in a hurry, and rushed back in a hurry to think about their own mess.

County Magistrate Du was not in a hurry to leave. He stayed and inspected the construction site again with Secretary Shen, Muqin and others, and praised Xinghua Village's practices. He said: If we do not base our economic development on local realities, take a long-term view, and work hard in a down-to-earth manner, how can we create benefits and make money? Now, what the whole county lacks most is this kind of courage and strength. Your old Shen Ke has to be supported by a good life, and put up the hard sign of Xinghua Village and stabilize it.

Secretary Shen grinned vigorously. He said, what your county lord approves, how dare I steal and play tricks. If you don't do your best to breastfeed, you can't spare me, and I can't spare myself.

Of course, Secretary Shen was happy. The original intention and effect of this on-site meeting have been achieved, and even exceeded the original expectations. Not only did it set standards and set an example for the big and small officials of the whole commune, but the key thing was to completely change the bad impression of the county leaders headed by the county magistrate Du on the Beishan Commune. This is the biggest takeaway from today's live meeting.

Taking advantage of the good mood of the county and commune leaders, Xylophone hurriedly raised the difficulties faced by the current project in terms of fund shortage and asked the county and commune leaders to help solve it.

Secretary Shen immediately understood the intention of the xylophone. He also poured bitter water on the county magistrates of Du, telling him how tight his life was, and the commune even cleared the rat holes in the canteen before he could collect such a little money. It is not enough for the people of Xinghua Village to build roads and buy shoes, let alone buy detonators and explosives. The county magistrate can't tell them to go to the construction site barefoot, and see that the sky is bombarded with human flesh and eggs.

County Magistrate Du laughed and said, you two don't have to sing and act with me, staring at my trouser pocket with all your heart. My days are harder than yours. Crowds of people asking for money blocked my door, and my trouser pockets had long since dried up, forcing me to even want to hang myself. Who do you want me to act with and pick up money?

The xylophone explained seriously, and Secretary Shen was waving the flag and drums beside him. forced the county magistrate Du to be unable to get out, and regretted that he didn't get in the car and leave when the meeting was dismissed just now. In the end, the county magistrate Du reluctantly said to the person in charge of the county transportation bureau, please be the god of wealth. If you don't take out some of the money in your pocket, today, we will be detained here by Lao Shen and Xylophone, thinking about going home and hugging my wife and coaxing the baby.

The people from the transportation bureau laughed and said, I said I couldn't come, your county master has to drag me here. It turns out that you have already colluded to act in a play, and you have come to strangle my belt. My waist is a willow waist, and I can't hold you and the rest of you together. If you cut me in two, my wife will lead the babies and cubs to find the county lord and the local princes from door to door, and ask for men and old men.

Secretary Shen said busily, don't get in the way. If you find my door, I will take your wife and babies as ordered, and you will be satisfied. The crowd laughed.

In the end, the people from the transportation bureau nodded in agreement, saying that it would not be a big problem to go back and find a way to transfer part of the special funds for highways and bridges in the county for the maintenance and widening of this road.

This made the xylophones overjoyed. Muqin tried his best to keep the leaders of the county and the commune from leaving, and ate pork vermicelli on the big stove.

County Magistrate Du waved his hand and said, forget it. The little bit of meat stewed in your pot was still stewed by Lao Shen from the rat hole in the commune cafeteria. If we eat it cleanly, you tell Lao Shen to go to the rat hole of which house again.

In the face of the sarcasm of County Magistrate Du, Secretary Shen did not show weakness. Before leaving, he took out the dirty quilt that the county magistrate Du threw in his jeep, stuffed it into the county magistrate's car, and said, the county magistrate, I don't dare to ask for such a precious quilt. You might as well take it back. If you still don't feel at ease, I'll ask the xylophone to build a comfortable nest on the edge of this construction site. If you see Tian'er staying here at night, I will also see Tian'er accompany you to report to work.

It was easy to look forward to the big and small officials' cars rolling up the dust and driving away, and the crowd working on the construction site suddenly became active. It's already noon time, and the smell of meat on the stove has already lured out the gluttonous worms in people's stomachs. The group of little cubs who had come to fish for oil and water couldn't hold it anymore, and they all gathered around the stove, staring at the steaming huge iron pot.

Maoshan wanted to hurry up and set off the fire when the villagers had lunch, so as to finish the things that had been delayed in the morning, and it would not affect the progress of the construction site in the afternoon. However, the people in the blasting team were worried about the pork vermicelli on the big stove, and they all objected with one heart, saying that we would start after eating, and there would be no rest between work, so we couldn't delay it. Sour Xing also said, just tell the big guy to eat, if you don't eat enough belly and drink enough oil and water, I'm afraid you won't have the heart to do it. If something goes wrong, it's not fun. Maoshan listened to Sour Apricot's advice, and led the people of the demolition team to the big stove one by one, and competed with others for pork vermicelli.

Afterwards, Maoshan burst into tears of regret. He said that if I hadn't listened to them at the beginning, I wouldn't have made such a big deal and stabbed such a big Louzi. Now, it's too late to say anything.

The accident came so suddenly that people did not allow for any thought or judgment. Even, some people can't explain what really happened at the time, including the clock who was also busy cleaning up the school flags on the construction site. Only a deafening cannon sound was heard, followed by the exclamations of the people and the wails of the sour apricots. Then everything went into chaos again.

According to Maoshan's later recollection, he only saw the winter solstice running to pull out the colorful flags, and then the xylophone went to chase the winter solstice, and the sour apricot followed closely to chase the two of them. Before they could fall to the ground, the squib went off. Then there was smoke and stones rising from the ground, and nothing could be seen.

At that time, the winter solstice was frightened. He said upside down that when he saw that the cannon was over, he wanted to go and pull up the colorful flags so that he could carry them to school as soon as possible. Somehow, the moment the cannon sounded around him, he was crushed to the ground.

Xylophone has been reluctant to talk about it. Thinking about it, she has never been able to break free from the guilt and remorse caused by this incident, and she has been hurting and blaming herself for the sour apricot stump for a lifetime. Even after many years, Zhong Er mentioned many details of this matter again, she still refused to say more, but asked Zhong Er to talk directly to Sour Xing.

Sour Xing was very indifferent to this matter, her expression was indifferent, her tone was indifferent, and her gestures seemed indifferent. couldn't stand Zhong'er's stubborn grinding, and Sour Xing told the scene that happened at that time. It's as if you're not talking about yourself, but about others who have nothing to do with you.

According to Sour Xing, at that time, people had just had lunch. Because of the open belly and a big meal, the shriveled stomach for many days was suddenly full of bulging greasy things, and I felt sleepy. They lie or lie down or squat or walk, slowly digesting the bulging belly that is suddenly filled with grease. Taking advantage of the rest of the villagers, Maoshan led his subordinates to hurry up and carry out the blasting. If you don't hurry up the blasting, it will affect the progress of the construction site in the afternoon. The blast hole had been laid in the afternoon of the first day. During the morning meeting, explosives were also poured in. Just plug the detonator with the fuse connected to it and ignite it. So far, it has not been found out who secretly slipped when inserting the detonator and fuse, and did not follow the prescribed requirements, resulting in problems in the connection between the detonator and the fuse. And so, the tragedy happened.

At that time, with the sound of cannons, the people in the demolition team were nervously counting how many shots were fired, and how many shots were not fired. After the cannon rang off, Mao Shan asked the people around him suspiciously, how many shots were fired. Some said that it was all fired, and some said that there seemed to be a cannon that had not been fired.

While a few people were arguing, the winter solstice saw that the cannon had already sounded, so they pulled out their legs and ran to the colorful flag that the sour apricot moved last night. Because of the patronage of the pot of fragrant meat, the winter solstice has long forgotten what he said last night. Sour apricot also forgot his words in the back of his mind. The cannon rang out, and several student cubs were busy packing up the bunting. At this time, the winter solstice remembered that he had to quickly pull it out.

He sped towards the blasting site. I think the xylophone has been remembered, and there is still a shot to be fired. She shouted for her to come back and chased after her. At this time, the construction site was noisy, the mountain wind was strong, and the winter solstice only cared about the flag, how could he hear the xylophone calling him, and he still ran fast.

Sour Apricot heard very clearly. There was still a cannon that didn't go off, just near that flag. He was closest to the flag, and without thinking about it, he exclaimed as he went to intercept the two of them.

Not far to the left of the flag, the xylophone caught up with the winter solstice, and the sour apricot also ran to the two of them out of breath. Before Sour Xing could speak, an earth-shattering sound suddenly exploded not far from him, and a huge wave of air mixed with thick dust and sand came to his face. The xylophone pushed the winter solstice down and leaned over him. The sour apricot was also like a hungry tiger pounced, and pounced on them. Rubble poured down all over the place, and several boulders that had been blown away fell with the sound and smashed heavily on the thighs of the sour apricot. The sour apricot only screamed miserably, and then passed out.

Everything seems to happen in an instant, just in the blink of an eye. It seems that it has gone through a long process, so long that the people present forget to breathe, stop their heartbeat, and lose their screaming **. Just like that, his big eyes were wide open, and his neck was stretched, like a stupid idiot.

At the moment when the sand and gravel had not yet fallen, the villagers braved the dust and smoke in the sky, pulled out their legs and ran towards the servants, and helped the servants who were pressed into a stack. The winter solstice was unharmed, and there were only slight scars on the xylophone's head and arms. Only the sour apricot fainted, the trouser leg on her right leg flew over, the flesh and blood were blurred, and she was already unconscious.

Xylophone was already stunned. Looking at the tragic situation in front of her, she was speechless for a long time. Maoshan sat on the ground with his buttocks, his legs so sore that he couldn't get up. Maolin and Zhenfu shouted that the National Day was coming.

Sour apricot woke up slowly. His right leg was completely numb and he felt no pain. He opened his eyes slightly, looked at the people around him strangely, and asked what were they looking at. Seeing the tears on Guoqing's dry yellow face, and seeing him fiddling with his thighs, I realized that my unconscious legs had already been broken, and blood was pouring out. He passed out with another "ah". The arteries of his thighs had been cut by sharp stones, and the bones of his legs had been shattered, leaving only the rotten flesh and skin, which had not yet been broken.

Fortunately, the National Day was present. He strangled the root of the thigh with a corset, and injected him with some pain-relieving and bleeding drugs tremblingly, so as to avoid the unfortunate incident of Xigui that year.

The villagers dragged a cart and carried the sour apricots up. A crowd of people surrounded him and stumbled all the way to the commune hospital.

At this time, there was a sigh and choking sound on the construction site. At the same time, there were several women's cries.

The sour apricot woman was not present. At this time, she was taking care of the gold leaf at home. At the moment when the squib exploded, she was busy in the yard, and she felt her heart sink hard, and she jumped wildly "suddenly". She thought that Jin Ye, who was sleeping on the earthen kang of the pot house, had any movement, so she hurriedly rushed to the house to investigate. Seeing that Jin Ye was sleeping sweetly, there was a shallow smile on his ruddy face. She relieved herself again, went back to the courtyard, and continued to work on the work in hand.

Director Wang of the commune hospital was at a loss in the face of the sour apricot, which had become like a blood gourd in front of him.

At this time, Sour Xing's face was as pale as a piece of paper, obviously due to excessive blood loss. His breathing was very weak, and only the slight heaving of his chest showed that the person was not dead, but that he was already a dead leaf after autumn that was about to fall off at any time, and there was no time to wait. Fortunately, there is the careful care of the National Day along the way, and there is still hope for treatment. However, with the existing technology and equipment of the commune hospital, there is simply no capacity to carry out effective rescue. Not to mention anything else, what Sour Xing urgently needs now is a blood transfusion to replenish the blood that has been lost a lot in his body. A commune hospital, where will there be a stock of ready-made plasma. Only necessary infusions can be given to replenish his depleted energy and delay the time of treatment.

The villagers almost knelt down for Dean Wang. They stared at Dean Wang, who was wearing a white coat, with blood-red eyes, and prayed over and over again for help. Mao Sheng pulled Dean Wang's shirt and cried and begged, What I have in my body is blood, you can take as much as you want. Even if you give all my blood to my uncle, as long as he can come back to life. After that, when you roll up your sleeves, you have to ask the doctor to prick a needle and draw blood.

Dean Wang broke free of the dirty hands that grabbed the placket of his clothes, and said, "Don't make a mess." I immediately asked the commune for a car. I have to rush to the county hospital, and it will be too late to delay.

He ran back to the hospital office, picked up the phone and called the commune party committee, asking Secretary Shen to listen to the phone directly. After a while, Yang Xiande answered the phone and said, your hospital roof collapsed, or the roof caught fire. Why are you looking for Secretary Shen like a ghost. He wasn't at home, he went to the county for a meeting. Dean Wang told him about the sour apricot, saying that he had to be transferred to the hospital, and if he didn't, this person would die. I heard the phone buckle with a "snap", and my ears were full of blind sounds of "beep".

Not long after, a tractor arched its head into the hospital. Coming with the front of the car were Yang Xiande and a small civil servant of the commune party committee. Dean Wang rushed forward and wanted to explain to Yang Xiande. Yang Xiande waved his hand and said, don't talk about anything, the jeep is not at home, and now he has borrowed a tractor head from a village in Beishan. Hurry up and get in the car and leave, and ask the civil servant to follow, and you will accompany you. If you need anything, just call quickly. I'm going to call their hospital and ask them to make a pre-arrangement.

The tractor head was too small, and only sour apricot, xylophone, National Day, People, Ye'er and Dean Wang were stuffed. The others watched the tractor bouncing and disappearing, and their hearts were all uneasy.

Although there was an emergency rescue from Dean Wang and others, Sour Apricot's physique was getting weaker and weaker. Coupled with the bumps along the way, the blood on the thighs began to flow out again. When I arrived at the emergency room of the county hospital, it was already dark. The sour apricot had fallen into a severe coma, and only a breath as thin as a gossamer remained. The entire right leg was purple and bruised, and it was swollen like overheated dough.

The county hospital received a call from Yang Xiande, and a group of doctors and nurses in white coats were waiting in the emergency room. Seeing the tractor rumbling into the yard, they stepped forward together and carried the sour apricot into the house. The first aid work was immediately incorporated into the regular procedure, with oxygen insertion, re-infusion, fluoroscopy of the leg bones, blood type testing, and blood transfusion. All first aid methods have been used, and I dare not delay in the slightest. Until the moment he pushed into the operating room, the xylophone sat down on the ground all of a sudden, unable to get up.

Time passed minute by minute, and people's hearts have been raised in their throats, worrying about the blessings and safety of sour apricots.

After a long time, Dean Wang and an attending doctor came out of the operating room. He told Muqin and others that the leg bone of the sour apricot had been completely comminuted and fractured and could no longer be connected. What's more serious is that the injury was dragged on for too long, coupled with the tossing and bumps along the way, the fine bone fragments seriously damaged the surrounding soft tissues, and there was a large area of necrosis, which spread further. He also lost too much blood, and some organs of the body, especially the thighs, were seriously damaged. Now, the critical moment has come. With the current medical technology and conditions in the hospital, the only way to ensure the safety of Sour Xing's life is to amputate the limb.

As soon as these words came out, the xylophone fell to the ground again. Along with those who collapsed to the ground, there was Ye'er. The people cried out, no, you can't see off your legs, what can you do without legs. The xylophone struggled to control itself to get up. She grabbed the doctor's shirt and said, don't amputate your limbs, don't amputate them even if the bones can't be connected, leave a complete leg and foot. It doesn't matter what you want, as long as you don't have an amputation.

The doctor shook his head vigorously, urging them to sign quickly. Dean Wang also said that it is of course best not to amputate the limb. But if you don't see it off quickly, I'm afraid this person's life will be in danger.

Xylophone and the others are still begging the doctor to think of a way.

The doctor nodded helplessly and said, let's do our best. But you have to be mentally prepared.

After more than two hours of surgery, Sour Xing was carried out of the operating room. His leg was not sawn off for the time being, but the doctor's words made the xylophones feel cold. The doctor explained that although the limb had not been amputated for a while, the current situation was not optimistic. If the soft tissues of his leg were no longer necrotic, it would have been possible to save the leg. If it continues to deteriorate, it will have to be amputated.

Sour Xing was carried into the ward, still unconscious. The nurse said that it was the anesthetic that worked during the operation, and that she would wake up after a while. However, all night, Sour Apricot has been in a coma, but she can't wake up. Although he always had a drip on his arm, he learned from the anxious nurse that Sour Xing had started a high fever, but he couldn't get rid of the fever.

Xylophone was afraid that he was not familiar with his life, and without the help of someone he knew, the hospital would not give him all the treatment. As soon as it was time for breakfast, Muqin asked around about Yao Jinfang's residence. In the huge county hospital, she only knew Yao Jinfang, and she could only ask him for help.

Yao Jinfang has already married Yangmei. Yang Mei is studying at the Municipal Medical College and has not yet graduated. The two could only be reunited once on Sunday, and the next day they had to live separately. Because of the housing constraints, they still live in the original dormitory, only for sleeping, and eating in the hospital canteen. It wasn't Sunday, Yang Mei didn't come back, and Yao Jinfang was the only one in the dormitory who ate breakfast from the cafeteria.

Seeing the xylophone slamming open the door and stepping into the dormitory, Yao Jinfang was taken aback. Xylophone's clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his face was covered with black blood. A man is so emaciated that he is about to fall to the ground at the sight of the wind. He thought that xylophone, like the people's foreign companies, came to settle accounts with him. My heart was tight, and my face changed greatly. He stammered and asked, Mu Zhishu, something.

When Muqin saw Yao Jinfang, it was like seeing a relative. She grabbed Yao Jinfang's cold hands and said in a loud voice, Jin Fang, Jin Fang, hurry up and help me, go and save Uncle Sour Xing. The previous affairs are all put down and controlled. Help.

After Muqin explained the ins and outs of the matter, Yao Jinfang hesitated slightly. Xinghua Village is a sensitive territory that Yao Jinfang cannot speak, and the people of Xinghua Village are also something he will never want to mention. Although the xylophone is a person he admires the most, it is limited to the xylophone alone. More importantly, the injured person is his former father-in-law. What is certain is that the people who once beat him and Ye'er, who once shared the same bed, will definitely be at the scene. How will I deal with them? Looking at the xylophone, who has always been strong and assertive, looked pitiful, Yao Jinfang gritted his teeth and said, sister-in-law, don't be surprised, I'll go with you to take a look. After that, he didn't even bother to lock the door of the dormitory, and hurried to the ward with the xylophone.

In the ward, Ye'er surrounded the sour apricot bed, calling out to his father one after another, wanting him to wake up as soon as possible. The sour apricot was still unconscious, and there was no sign of waking up. When Yao Jinfang stepped into the ward, several people were stunned, and they didn't know how to speak for a while. Xylophone certainly understands the minds of several people. She hurriedly broke the embarrassing and suffocating atmosphere and urged Yao Jinfang to hurry up and take a look. Yao Jinfang came to his senses at this time. Without saying a word, he went to check Sour Xing's leg injury. After that, he left the ward without saying a word, entered the doctor's office, and muttered to the doctor who had operated last night for a long time.

Seeing this, xylophone and National Day also followed suit.

Yao Jinfang was humane to the xylophones, and the doctor was right. If he had woken up after last night's surgery, the symptoms of soft tissue necrosis on his thigh would no longer have progressed, and he would have been able to save his leg. Nowadays, it seems that because of the long delay on the road, the area of soft tissue necrosis has been expanding, and the high fever caused by ulceration and inflammation inside has not subsided. It's been a long time, and it's a threat to life. It's still important to save your life, so let's get an amputation as soon as possible.

The hearts of xylophone and Guoqing were suddenly cold to the freezing point, and the little hope that had been accumulated since last night was completely shattered. Since Yao Jinfang has said so, who else can they trust. Guoqing squatted on the ground all of a sudden, covered his face with his hands, and cried "whining". Xylophone's tears finally rolled out of the corners of his eyes and dripped down his bloodstained cheeks. She patted Guoqing's shoulder weakly, choked and comforted, let's listen to Jin Fang's words, it's important to save your life. Don't worry, the uncle has no leg, and the whole village will raise him. If others don't want to support him, I will support him for the rest of my life, and I won't make my uncle suffer hardships.

After Guoqing signed his name tremblingly on the surgical consent form, Sour Xing was once again sent to the operating room for an amputation that no one wanted to see.

More than a month later, Sour Apricot was finally discharged from the hospital.

Accompanied by Muqin and others, Sour Apricot took a car from the county seat to the town, and was pushed on the mountain road back to the village by the Four Seasons and the National Day in a cart all the way.

At this time, it has entered the second day of the lunar calendar. The wind and cold in the mountains are still so rushing, so hard, pouring straight into the mouth of the leader of the clothes. There was still a thick layer of snow in the ravine, and it was hidden under the shady slope of the ravine. Under the reflection of the sun's afterglow, it emits a miserable white light and shadow. The trees all over the mountains still stretched out their thin branches with teeth and claws, swaying in the cold mountain wind. It seems that its body is filled with excess energy reserves, and it looks like a rich man who is shabby on the surface. Under the baking of the increasingly heated sun, stretching his waist, yawning, shaking his head, eager to try, scrambling to move every joint part of his body, as if he was busy doing various warm-up exercises before the game. It was no longer as shrunken and shivering as it had been a month ago, a bleak scene of darkness and dying.

The path into the mountain is still so narrow and crooked. The pavement was very clean, but the sides were covered with thick dead grass. Like a bordered silk belt, it looms into the belly of the mountain in the distance, and the end of the road is gone. Only the dense jungle let out bursts of shouts from time to time, as if a grand ceremony was being held, greeting a group of several people and welcoming the return of the master.

At this time, the sour apricot felt refreshed. Every breath is so comfortable, and every glance at the scenery near and far is so pleasing to the eye. More than a month of squatting in a ward, he has been raised a lot of white fat. The wrinkles on the face that were originally like a knife and axe also seem to be stretched, faintly exuding a ruddy luster. However, his heart has been empty, like a ball that has been emptied, and he is bored and anxious all day long. At his insistence and almost stubbornness, the hospital finally agreed to his request and allowed him to be discharged. However, he had to recuperate at home for some time and exercise for some days before he could go out and do what he could. Sour apricot agreed. At this time, as long as he can be discharged from the hospital, even if it is harsh regulations and requirements, he will agree.

In the past month or so, Yao Jinfang has completely let go. He no longer shrunk and looked forward and backward as he did at the beginning, but saw Tian'er visit Sour Apricot in the ward. He calmly pulled some anecdotes about what happened in the hospital with Sour Xing, and seriously discussed his medical plan and the recovery of his injuries with the doctors he knew, just like taking care of his own son. Ye'er and the people still can't let go. As soon as he saw Yao Jinfang, he avoided it first. Or they really can't dodge, so they pretend that no one is there, bow their heads and dodge out, and don't speak.

Sour Apricot has long since recovered from the shock and despair of losing her right leg. In the days just after the amputation, he was as irritable as a mad bull, glaring and clenching his fists when he saw everyone, but he didn't say a word. He didn't eat food, he didn't eat water, and he was on a hunger strike and waiting for death. No matter who persuaded him, he would not listen. persuaded a lot, and he was very unreasonable to let people go, leaving no mercy at all. Only Yao Jinfang's persuasion could still make him quiet down. But he still didn't eat or drink.

Xylophone often thinks about him, and runs to the hospital to visit him every now and then. She said, "Uncle, if you keep not eating or drinking like this, if something happens to me, my sin will be even greater." I don't know how to convince you. It's worse to see you like this than having my leg amputated. Why didn't you blow up my legs and feet in the first place? With that, tears flowed down her cheeks.

Maybe it was the tears of the xylophone that deeply touched which string in Sour Xing's heart, or maybe he calmed down and realized that he was tossing himself boringly and at the same time tossing the stupidity of others. Sour Apricot finally spoke. He said, "Well, don't be sad." Didn't you want to protect the baby at the beginning? I'm so old, it's worth it to protect you both. It's just that this good leg and foot are gone all of a sudden, and I feel awkward. Don't worry about me, go back to the village to work on our project. It's so easy to open up a situation, don't waste it again. From now on, I will cooperate with the doctor to treat my injuries, go back early, and go to work.

Since then, the sour apricot has settled down. He took medicine and injections on time, ate and slept regularly, and his mood gradually improved, and he no longer had a temper with the children who came to serve him. He also talked and laughed with Yao Jinfang about some jokes and chatter.

Dr. Yao, who works in the city hospital, heard Yao Jinfang's speech, and took a car from the city to visit the sour apricots, and brought a lot of tonics. The two of them spent most of the day in the ward, and they made all the things around Ye Er and Jin Fang clear. Doctor Yao also proposed that the idea was to get Ye'er to the city and find her a good master. He wanted to treat Ye'er as his own daughter, and all the dowries were also covered. Sour Xing is grateful for the strength and kindness of the Yao family. He also brought out the matter and plate of Ye'er and Jing'er, saying that if their marriage fails, it will not be too late to handle it according to what Dr. Yao said. As soon as Dr. Yao heard that it was a xylophone baby, he encouraged that her baby must be good. If I make this happen as soon as possible, I will be relieved. This conversation made Sour Xing's mood better and better, the cooperation with the doctor became more tacit, and the injury healed faster. Finally, he came out of the psychological shadow since the amputation.

When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, Yao Jinfang rushed to see him off. The two held each other's hands and didn't let go for a long time. It seems that there are a lot of words and a lot of lumps, all of which have been clenched tightly and turned into nothing.

During Sour Xing's hospitalization, Zhenshu's family also remembered it very much. Zhenshu and Shiji'er took time to run to the county hospital. Four seasons wanted to stay in the hospital several times to accompany him, but he was rejected by the National Day and the people. They both said that there were so many things at home, so they didn't need to run here, and it was enough to have two people in the hospital. I was going to be discharged from the hospital today, and the four seasons insisted on picking up the sour apricot with the xylophone. He also brought his quilt and cart to town and waited at the bus station to push the sour apricots home.

When the group hugged the sour apricots and walked more than half the way, the narrow and winding path suddenly became spacious and bright. That is the road that the villagers have worked hard to expand all winter, atmospheric and flat, swaggering, showing off, spreading out to the hinterland of the mountain, and extending to the back of the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The construction site had already been shut down a few days ago. Judging from the current climate and the degree of farm work, the construction on the site can be done for a while. However, three factors forced the xylophone to issue a stoppage order.

On the one hand, the project funds have reached the point of exhaustion. The little money raised in the village had long since run out. The county transportation bureau allocated 10,000 yuan, which has also been spent. Now, there is not even a penny left for the purchase of detonator explosives. On the other hand, because the sour apricot was blown up and his leg was broken, rumors spread in the village. Legend has it that the construction of the road blocked the pulse of the ancestral forest and disturbed the peace of the underground ancestors, so this incident was made. If I continue to do this, I'm afraid I'll die. Many villagers are weak and timid, and they are really afraid that they will cause a bigger incident and spread it on their own families. As a result, the enthusiasm for going to work has been greatly frustrated. The villagers are worried all day long, the progress of the project is not as good as before, and there are many people who grind foreign workers. On the other hand, after a winter of hard work, the physical expenditure of the villagers has almost reached the limit, and there is really not much strength to continue the construction. Moreover, the beginning of spring is imminent, and it is also urgent to transport fertilizer and materials to the fields to repair the land and protect moisture. The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the quality of the harvest of the year all refers to relying on this stubble farm work, and no one dares to delay it in the slightest.

At the scene of the accident, Sour Apricot told Shiki to stop for a while. He looked around at the section of the road that had taken away his right leg and sighed. He never spoke, but his eyes revealed a complicated matter that had been suppressed for a long time. He waved his hand and let Shiki continue on his way. Until he entered the courtyard, which he had not entered for more than a month, he still did not say a word.

The sour apricot woman saw that the man she hadn't seen for more than a month was dragged into the house with a leg in tow, and she immediately cried. The tears on his face provoked the people who accompanied him to tears. Sour apricot opened his mouth and said, what are you crying, isn't this a good return. It's all people of this age, and those with more legs and fewer legs are not in the way. Saying that, everyone hurriedly stopped their tears and changed their faces, went to comfort the sour apricot woman together, and settled down on the hot clay kang in the pot house.

When the villagers knew that the sour apricot had returned, they rushed to visit. Some people also bring their own local products, such as rice, noodles, chickens, eggs, etc. No sour apricots. He instructed his family to remember who sent the things, and then send them back.

While he was making a fuss, Mao Sheng stumbled through the door, holding a fine cane that he had specially made overnight. In the years before Ye'er married Yao Jinfang to Sour Apricot's accident, he had never reached the threshold of Sour Xing's family. After Sour Xing's accident, he couldn't go to the hospital, so he ran to Sour Xing's house every now and then, rushing to do it here and there. Together with the four seasons, all the rough work and heavy work of the sour apricot and the National Day family are all taken over. According to their words, the National Day and the people are serving in the hospital, so don't distract them, this little thing is nothing.

Mao Sheng grabbed the sour apricot's hand and was speechless for a while. Tears rolled down his eyes, almost rolling down. He is genuine, and there is not the slightest hint of falsehood in it. Imagine, if there is no sour apricot to throw himself up, the amputation or even death is the xylophone. Sour Xing is exchanging his life for the life of the xylophone. This kind of life-saving kindness, Maosheng is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay.

Mao Sheng sighed for a long time and said, Uncle, you use this crutch first. When we have money, we will go to Nanjing and get a prosthetic. I've seen people walk as easily as good legs.

Sour Xing smiled and said, Okay, when you're in a hurry, I'll go to Nanjing with you, and by the way, I will see the big field and have a long experience.

Since then, the sorrow and suffering of Sour Apricot a few months ago have been swept away. The stiff relationship that had been frozen for a long time was solved with his unexpected disaster. The long-lost atmosphere of neighborhood harmony has returned to the side of Sour Apricot. He thought to himself, is this a good thing or a bad thing, maybe a good thing. If everything is as you wish, it's worth losing a leg.

The unexpected accident of the sour apricot brought a new turn to Ye'er's marriage, and also brought a glimmer of hope to the people's relatives.

The Zhenshu family was grateful for the life-saving grace of the sour apricot and the xylophone, and naturally thought of the people and the affairs of the children. Zhenshu wants to reconfirm the relationship between the two, or that he and the woman have recognized this family business from the heart. I feel that without sour apricots and xylophones, there will be no small life on the winter solstice, and the grace of saving lives will never be forgotten. However, this kind of recognition carries too much gratitude. Besides, the wait is the flesh and blood of Sixi and Osmanthus. Without the recognition of his two people, good things would not have come to pass. The Zhenshu woman had intentionally or unintentionally tried several times in front of the osmanthus, and when she saw that the idea of the osmanthus marrying her daughter out of the mountain was still unswerving, she didn't dare to find it deep. We can only wait for time and wait for the right time.

Unlike Zhenshu, Maosheng completely changed his extreme view of the Sour Xing family. In the more than a month that Sour Apricot was hospitalized, Mao Sheng often went to Sour Xing's house to help work, and in the words with Sour Apricot Women, he more or less revealed a more obvious meaning, that is, it was time to consider the family affairs of the babies. This obvious shift was clearly confirmed in the dialogue between Shigeru Sheng and the xylophone on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Mao Sheng sighed, if it weren't for this incident, the uncle would also be at home for the New Year. Now, he is lying in the hospital. When I think about it, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Xylophone Dao, his heart, only now let the villagers know clearly. His original sorrows and grievances, I'm afraid that he is still suffocated in his stomach and can't digest them.

Maosheng said, no. In the future, if anyone gives him grievances, I will not agree to them first.

Xylophone replied, do you know where his current sorrow and grievances are.

Maosheng said suspiciously, I don't know, what are you talking about.

Muqin said that it was the marriage of the babies and cubs, which made him feel anxious. Originally, when he had complete arms and legs and could run and run, he couldn't do anything. Now that he is a cripple, there is no hope.

Mao Sheng pondered for a long time, and replied, you don't have to provoke me around the bush. These days, I want to figure it out, too. As long as the babies take a fancy to it, the adults can't mix it. Originally, I just couldn't get angry. Seeing Jing'er's pitiful appearance of making people tossed at the beginning, he felt distressed. Actually, Ye'er is a good baby, she grew up watching from a young age, which is quite pleasant. The temperament of the two is also compatible, and they are a good match.

The xylophone laughed and said, "You said it yourself." Don't regret it when the time comes, blame others for forcing you.

Mao Sheng said, that's what I said, and I won't regret it anymore. When the uncle comes back from the hospital, we will ask someone to come to the door solemnly to ask for relatives. Come to think of it, he won't be more serious about the troubles he had formed before.

Sure enough, a few days after Sour Apricot was discharged from the hospital and went home, Maosheng specially invited Xue'e to Sour Apricot's house to propose marriage.

For Sour Apricot, who is recovering from a serious injury and needs to recover his strength, this is more effective than taking any medicine and recuperation. The heavy thoughts that had been put aside in my heart for nearly two years finally disappeared at this moment. He shouted loudly to the woman and told her to tidy up a few dishes. He also said to Xue'e that there was nothing in the village that the whole village did not know about the two of them. Let's not mess with those old customs. Just tonight, I called Maosheng and his family over for a meal and a drink. You and Maolin are here to accompany you. Settle the family affairs of the babies and cubs, so that you can save your mind and do other things.

Xue'e ran out in a gust of wind to give a notice.

In the evening, Maosheng's family of three and Maolin came to Sour Xing's house together. Maosheng also asked Jing'er to bring a killed hen and some rice noodles. Mao Sheng rubbed his palms and said, I should have come to my house, but my uncle was inconvenient. It's good to come here, by the way, it's lively and lively, and relieve the uncle's boredom.

Xue'e quipped, this time, the uncle's body bones are more complete. With Jing'er's strong and well-behaved legs, it is not a hundred times stronger than his own old broken legs. As soon as the words fell, the room burst into laughter.

The two families and the people also laughed along with the National Day. In the courtyard, which had been dull for more than a month, there was once again a joyful atmosphere, just like the New Year.

When the cup was changed, the wedding date of Jing'er and Ye'er was also finalized. It was held on May 1, Labor Day, and the more diligent and thrifty the better. There is no need to talk about pomp and circumstance extravagantly, as long as the two of them live a good life.

Of course, Maosheng would not agree to complete the marriage of the babies and cubs so sloppily. He said, how to lay out the plan, don't worry about the uncle, everything is arranged by me.

This meal was eaten until late at night. Mao Sheng was forced by Mao Lin to pour a few more glasses of wine. Thinking that he was too drunk, he staggered on the way home, and he hummed a little song with a clear eye. Sure enough, the words are round and full of charm. The people and others followed, listening and stealing fun.

When I was sleeping at night, the people sat on the edge of Jing'er's bed and asked, "You two have done a good job, why do you thank me?"

Jing'er said, how do you say thank you? Otherwise, we will change our seniority. I will no longer call you uncle, but brother, okay.

The people took off the quilt on Jing'er's body, hating the authentic and delusional, and there was no door. We have to talk about each other. You're still my nephew, and you have to call me uncle.

Jing'er Laipi said, then Ye'er also calls you uncle.

The people are angry, you bastard. From now on, don't be big or small in front of me. Although the family affair has been completed, this generation will never dare to break it. Otherwise, it's a mess.

Jing'er asked him, if you wait for the matter is completed, you have to call Xia Zhi what to call you. You can't tell him to call your uncle, call him your aunt.

The people didn't say anything. He turned to undress and lay down, almost jealously thinking about his mess. He didn't fall asleep until a long time.

Jing'er's marriage was immediately put on the important agenda of the whole family by Maosheng.

In his home, he has always been outside the xylophone and Mao Sheng inside, and they don't interfere with each other. When it comes to family matters, Maosheng basically doesn't let the xylophone interfere. In doing so, the xylophone has more energy to deal with the big things of the group. However, after a long period of time, it has created a pattern of distribution of powers that is very incomprehensible to outsiders. Including the Qin technician who used to help with the management of the apricot forest, it is the same. That is, Maosheng monopolized the power of housekeeping, and Xylophone had to do what he could under Maosheng's instructions. At first, the xylophone was very unaccustomed. I think that there is inertia in the command outside, and when she returns home, she unconsciously continues to meddle in the use of the power that cannot be stopped**. In the end, under Maosheng's patient and even stubborn guidance and correction, he slowly eliminated the ** of xylophone meddling in housekeeping, until she was completely driven out.

In Jing'er's marriage, Mao Sheng became the supreme ruler who commanded the overall situation and commanded the whole family.

For this reason, on Sunday, when the whole family gathered, Maosheng held an unprecedented family meeting. There is a division of labor for everyone in the family, even the xylophone. Shigeru and Kyo are in charge of cleaning up the Westinghouse and building the furniture. Xylophone is responsible for daily necessities such as pots and pans, clothes, and bedding. Zhong'er and Xingzi can't be idle, in addition to going home on Sunday to help Maosheng, they often go to the hospital to help Ye'er do some work. Take Maosheng's words, Ye'er is already your sister-in-law. In addition to his own mother, he is the closest to Ye'er. No matter what time it is, you must have this number in your heart.

Regarding many etiquettes before and after the marriage, such as proposing, housekeeping, passing on the date, sending big meals, etc., Maosheng has always been meticulous in accordance with the inherent customs of the village. There can be no mess of the program at all, no details can be missed, and no clever places are allowed. Therefore, Jing'er's marriage is the most in line with the folk customs and customs of Xinghua Village for decades.

In the tidying up of the new house, Maosheng relied on his dexterous and diligent hands to move the urban life he saw back then to Xinghua Village as much as possible. Therefore, Jing'er's Xifang combines the style characteristics of urban knowledge and rural norms to promote both local and foreign, and is displayed in front of the villagers.

The west courtyard was cleaned up neatly. The original low wall was re-raised and reinforced, and a spacious and tall gatehouse was built. Yellow clay was also added with white ash and a thick layer was finely smeared to completely enclose the gravel of the forked wall. From a distance, it looks like a palace wall that rises abruptly. The pot house was rebuilt, and even the pigsty was rebuilt with stone bars. Next to the pigsty against the south wall, he ingeniously built a latrine. There is a door face, a thatched pit, and a frame basket for hand paper. When the people saw it, they exclaimed, no wonder they had lived in a big city, and their knowledge was different from that of the countrymen.

All the doors and windows in the courtyard were replaced with new ones and rebuilt. The gate was painted with black paint, and the doors and windows in the courtyard were all painted in oily blue. The doors and windows are no longer finely broken lattices of flowers and trees, but large square lattices, inlaid with clear and translucent glass. The ceiling of the house is no longer pasted with fancy newspapers, but is made of new pure white snakeskin bags. The walls of the house were carefully painted three times with white lime water. The whole room was covered with snow, dazzling in the sunlight shining through the windows and doors. The sour apricot woman came to see it several times, but she was pierced by the white light in the room and couldn't open her eyes. She muttered vigorously, how can people live in such a white house, I'm afraid there is no need to light the lamp at night.

The floor of the two rooms outside the hall was rammed three times with pure triple soil before stopping, and it was as smooth as a mirror. The inner bedroom is made of pure wood and painted with red paint to resemble a red carpet. Walking on it, it is so flexible and comfortable that people dare not move.

Maosheng has already built half of the various styles of furniture that he has envisioned, such as the red jujube wood bed, the Eight Immortals table, the kitchen and so on. When he was about to continue to build according to the style he designed, Dr. Yao in the city asked someone to say that he had bought Ye'er a cabinet, a wardrobe and some other household items, as well as Ye'er's clothes for the four seasons. In addition, he also bought a bicycle, which was counted as Ye'er's dowry. Mao Sheng stopped and was busy painting the furniture paint he had built.

In Jing'er's marriage, Maosheng invested all the money he had accumulated over the years. caused the xylophone to muttered in private, and he didn't plan for the long term, and there were Zhong'er and Xingzi in the back. Besides, it's so dazzling, so that the villagers can look at us.

Maosheng didn't listen. He said, our days are getting better and better. They are still young, and when the time comes to find a daughter-in-law, we will save enough again. If someone else is greedy, let him be greedy. We spent our hard-earned money, so what's the shock. When Zhong'er and Xingzi get married, I will do better.

He was very satisfied with the work he had undertaken. Looking at the entire Xinghua Village, no one dares to compete with him Maosheng. This made him raise his eyebrows a lot. However, he was very dissatisfied with the errand that the xylophone undertook.

Muqin thought that as long as he sewed two bunks and two covers for Jing'er and Ye'er, it would be fine. Her move was strongly opposed by Maosheng. The xylophone had to follow Maosheng's original plan, and added two more bunks and two covers, making it a four-bunk and four-cover bedding that had never been seen in the whole village. Muqin had to lament, this is marrying a daughter-in-law, it's like opening a shop and building a hotel.

Regarding the time of marriage, according to the customs of the village, Ye Er was originally married for the second time, so she had to pass the door in the afternoon like a sour jujube woman. The sour apricot woman also carefully explained. Maosheng resolutely refused. He said, let's pass the door when the sun rises, so that the days will be prosperous. Muqin also supported Maosheng's opinion, saying that those old routines should also be changed, and if I want to see that the first marriage and remarriage are all newlyweds, they must be happy events. Therefore, in the entire wedding of Jing'er, the time of passing through the door was the only place in the entire marriage that broke through the folk customs.

The wedding was unusually lively, the scene was grand, and the festivities were extraordinary. Not only did the whole village come to congratulate him, but even some cadres from the commune and the administrative area, as well as doctors and nurses from the hospital, also came to eat and drink. Sifang and the bank also took a leave of absence to come back to be a chef and set up a stall in the east courtyard of Maosheng's house. The two of them directed a group of women to jingle the local stir-fry and hold a feast. Zhenfu also wanted to ask the xylophone to put the banquet in the school classroom, saying that the field there was big, and the two rows of desks were set up, which was the dining table, and there was no need to find a place to set up the banquet everywhere. The xylophone hurriedly stopped it, not allowing it to disturb the babies' class and study. As a result, the homes of the five to the left of her family have become the banquet for hospitality.

After the completion of the ritual routines such as grafting, leading, adding copper basins, worshipping heaven and earth, entering the cave room, etc., a flowing water mat was set up. After a group of people withdrew after eating and drinking, a new group came up. It was until it was dark that it was gone.

At night, the foreign bank and others began to make trouble in the cave room again. They are all acquaintances who have grown up since childhood, and when they make trouble, there is no restraint. Holding a handle and pinching the ground, Jing'er and Ye'er were forced to sing again, drink a glass of wine, and hang a sugar cube with a red thread to ask the two of them to eat together. It wasn't until midnight that the foreign bank and others gradually dispersed.

The happy room was finally clean. The bright red candle emitted a ruddy glow, reflecting on the faces of the two people, reflecting a ruddy luster. Years of wishes finally come true on this day, years of sorrow and sorrow finally dissipated tonight, years of curved and parallel paths finally converge in one place at this moment, years of heartfelt voices, finally in the accompaniment of the outdoor sky, into an intoxicating serenade. At this time, the good night only belongs to the lover alone, and the warmth at this time is only for the lover to enjoy.

Jing'er carefully looked at the red-faced Ye'er, from the forehead to the eyebrows, and then from the bridge of the nose to the lips. Just looked at it quietly, without saying a word. Perhaps, he didn't dare to make a sound. I am afraid that I will disturb this quiet night, and disturb this hard-won good time.

Ye Er asked quietly, aren't you sleepy?

Jing'er shook her head and gently took Ye'er into her thick and sturdy arms. The two of them snuggled tightly, feeling carefully, tasting and longing, waiting for the arrival of a new day.

1984 was another bumper year for apricot fruits.

Compared to last year, this year's apricot grove area has reached the largest scale. Not only have all the old apricot forests in the village been centrally managed, but also through the Qin technicians of the Municipal Tea and Fruit Technology Promotion Center, excellent varieties have been introduced from other places, and some apricot trees have been successfully grafted and cultivated. As a result, Xinghua Village has become the county's agricultural and sideline products production base, and has become one of the several well-known brands in Beishan Town.

In the words of Secretary Shen, Xinghua Village was originally a poor place where "rabbits walked on crutches, and peed outside the mountains", but now it has become a golden sign for the head of the town. This is based on the spirit of hardship and hard work and refusal to admit defeat. His remarks were made at the meeting to summarize the institutional reform in Beishan Town. In May of that year, in accordance with the instructions of the higher authorities, the county carried out the reform of county and township institutions. With the approval of the provincial government, the administrative division of the county was changed to 25 people's communes, including Beishan Commune. Secretary Shen is still the party secretary of Beishan Town. In the words of County Magistrate Du, your old Shen is still a prince and a member of the Northern Mountains.

In order to refresh and cheer up, Yang Xiande, the newly elected mayor of Beishan Town, also admired Xinghua Village in the absence of other better models to establish. In his inaugural speech, he called on all the villages in the town to keep up with Xinghua Village and find their own resource advantages and breakthroughs. Strive to create a well-known brand in every village within two to three years. If he can't create a brand, he takes the initiative to take off the black gauze hat on his head and buckle it to someone else's head. In his speech, the word "brand" was used very highly, as many as 20 times. The conceit and unrealistic arrogance of the new officials made the village officials who were so slippery that they were almost axles that they were slick to the point that they were sloppy. They secretly called Yang Xiande the "brand" mayor.

As soon as the town's institutional reform summary meeting dispersed, Yang Xiande organized the "old fritters" village officials from various villages to go to Xinghua Village to visit and study. I didn't learn the experience, but the apricot fruits in the village were eaten and stolen a lot. It hurts so much that the xylophone inhales the cold air, and it's not good to talk about it in person. Afterwards, the sour jujube mother-in-law and the four-happy daughter-in-law Osmanthus found the xylophone together, saying that the town came to our village to hold a meeting and stole so much of the fruit of their own apricot forest, whose loss is it. Xylophone had to ask Mao Lin to check on the apricot grove of her family, estimate the amount of losses, and record it on the team's books.

With the experience of hauling apricot fruits last year, Muqin took Maolin and Yangxing to find Station Manager Li of the town's tractor station and contact the vehicle that hauled apricot fruits.

This time, Stationmaster Li played with his heart. He said that in order to support the work of your village last year, he only asked for a little oil money for transporting apricot fruits. Not this year, we're all starting to implement responsibility contracting. Self-earning, self-fed, must pay freight.

Xylophone thought about it, isn't this what people eat, so let him make a price. Who knows, but he came to a lion and opened his mouth. The minimum freight cost per car is 500 yuan, and the fuel cost has to be calculated separately. Of course, Xylophone couldn't accept it, so he bargained with him, but he couldn't make sense. Stationmaster Li put on a posture of not having to pull down if he wants to use it. The shelf was the boss, as if xylophone and others had come to rush up and beg him. Xylophone knew in his heart that Stationmaster Li was able to put on this stinky shelf because he was the only one in the town who had more vehicles. Who else can you count on without him?

Xylophone is still looking to find the town leaders to coordinate and coordinate. She made a phone call to the town government and begged Yang Xiande to say a good word and talk about love.

Yang Xiande took the lead in implementing the contract responsibility system for all the agriculture, forestry, water and supply and marketing departments in the town, completely broke the grim situation and important significance of the big pot of rice, and gave a report to the xylophone. Finally, he said, now pay attention to mutual benefit and resource sharing. You Xinghua Village sells apricots for economic interests, and people's tractor stations are also looking for bowls of rice to eat. patronized his own rice bowl, but he couldn't bear to watch people hungry all day long.

Xylophone Dao, I also understand these. The asking price is outrageous. My village can't afford this Tang monk meat, whoever wants to nibble on a few bites. All year round, the villagers are counting on this little apricot fruit. If it's eaten up, how can you grow meat again?

It's good to say it, and finally Yang Xiande has been talked around. Yang Xiande asked Stationmaster Li to answer the phone. He first gave a training to him, thinking that he was crazy about money, and he didn't know that Xinghua Village was the brand of the town's Libao. If you dare to smash the sign, you will also smash your job. After a lot of miscellaneous meals, and finally arbitrarily set the price, a car can only charge 200 yuan for freight, and the fuel money is calculated separately.

Stationmaster Li wiped the fine sweat on his head, and said to the xylophone, Mu Zhishu, I am afraid of you, and I will obey you. Your loins are thicker than mine, and harder than mine. In the future, you can take care of it a little more. One day my rice bowl is smashed, and I have to ask you for food.

After setting the time for the vehicle and hauling, the xylophone and his party left the tractor station.

Mao Lin said that this car is only 200 yuan, more than a dozen cars, plus gas money, and it is impossible to play without 4,000 yuan.

Yang Xing hated, looking at Stationmaster Li's spirit, as if he was the only one in the world who could pull fruit for us. Without him, our apricot fruit would still rot in the mountains and couldn't be transported? When I was going to buy a car, I would squeeze his stinky rack down and tell him to follow my ass to eat.

Xylophone continued, okay. When our road is repaired, the idea supports you to buy a car and run transportation. It depends on whether you have the courage and ambition to do so.

The foreign bank said, sister-in-law, don't worry. As long as I have the opportunity, there is nothing I dare not do. It's just a lack of money, and a penny can suffocate a hero.

The xylophone puffs the airway, and the difficulties are temporary. As long as you have the energy, don't relax, there will always be a way.

It was time for lunch, and the three of them walked to the front of the supply and marketing cooperative's hotel while talking.

Muqin said, let's go back to the village after lunch. As he spoke, he took Maolin and Yang Xing into the hotel and took a look at the bank.

The bank was pleasantly surprised, and it was going to lead it to its dormitory. If you don't go, say you're busy, just eat in the hall outside.

The bank refuses to let you live or die, saying that it is not easy to see you, and I have to invite you to a meal today, and I usually can't invite you if I want to. After that, he looked at the big window selling food and shouted to the four directions who were busy on the stove, and said, Third brother, you can't guess who it is.

The square probe caught a glimpse of Muqin and the others through the window, and immediately put down the wok in his hand and ran out. While wiping his hands with the big white apron on his body, he said in surprise, sister-in-law, what gust of wind blew you. In all these years, I haven't seen you eat in a restaurant.

Xylophone smiled and said, "Come and contact the fruit truck." When it's time to have dinner, I will come in for a meal, and I will also take the opportunity to invite you to Mao Linge and the guests of the foreign company. During this time, they were exhausted.

Quartet said, they are all here, how can they ask you to treat you. Besides, we have something important to ask you to give you an idea. I wanted to go back to the village to beg you, but now I don't have to run errands. Come to think of it, it's going to happen.

The foreign bank also said, sister-in-law, let's give my two brothers a chance. Otherwise, tonight, they will regret that they can't even sleep.

Of course, Mao Lin wanted to treat the two of them to a treat. If you don't eat for nothing, you can't take advantage of such a bargain. He was also there to persuade him. Under the insistence and humility of a bunch of people, Xylophone was not easy to refute everyone's feelings, so he went to his dormitory under the guidance of the Quartet. Quartet also explained that his sister-in-law came and was supposed to sit in a private room. But there are some things that are not easy for others to hear. If it is spread out, the impact will not be good, and it will also mess up the matter.

When he sat down to drink water, the four sides told him about the big things he said to Muqin and the others.

Recently, the town has asked the town's agriculture, forestry, and water departments, as well as the supply and marketing cooperatives, to engage in economic contracting. As long as a certain amount of contract money is paid to the unit every year, you can manage and operate by yourself and bear your own profits and losses. The supply and marketing cooperatives are the first to bear the brunt of the contracting, included in the first batch of contracting scope, and are mobilizing for consultation recently. However, the contract fee is also frighteningly high. In the first year, 10,000 yuan will be handed over, and in the second year, it will be renegotiated depending on the business situation. The people in the hotel wanted to contract, but they were frightened by the high contract fee. After careful calculation, including the contract money and the salary expenses of the personnel, if you don't earn 20,000 yuan a year, you will not be able to complete the task. No one has any experience in independent contracting, so I don't know if I can complete it. The Quartet and the bank wanted to contract in partnership, but they were also frightened by such a high contract fee and couldn't make up their minds for a while. The two of them also discussed with their families, but they couldn't say that they were ugly. Zhenfu and Zhenshu both came up with ideas and asked them to go to Xylophone for advice. The two of them originally wanted to go back to the village to find the xylophone when they were on vacation at the end of this month. Who knows, today, the xylophone will come uninvited, so that the two of them are arrested.

Xylophone helped them make a rough calculation, and then encouraged, "I want to see it, this is a great thing, and it must be contracted." Originally, it was a big collective big pot meal, and the enthusiasm of the personnel was not high, and the management could not keep up. The internal loss of light is more than half of the contracted amount. I have run it independently, set the responsibility reward and punishment system strictly, and handle the work in my hand as my own business, and then put the internal and external environmental sanitation and service attitude up, and make the business road lively. Just like our village engaged in land contracting, before the contract, every family could not eat or drink. Once contracted, the first year was full of stockpiles. Isn't that a clear example of this?

The foreign bank also tried his best to encourage on the side, brother, it's right to listen to my sister-in-law. If I had been replaced, the contract would have been signed a long time ago. Such a good thing is hard to find even with a lantern.

The Quartet is happy, and listens to his sister-in-law. My bank brother and I signed a contract with the unit. Don't be too late, let the shrewd people take the lead, but you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The bank brought the food. Listening to the Quartet talk about what the xylophone said just now, it was also a reassuring pill. He said, "Okay, let's do it." In the afternoon, let's go to the leader to settle down.

Xylophone repeatedly told the two of them that after the contract is signed, the two of you must also have an agreement. As the saying goes, brothers should also settle accounts. Clarify some of the terms of the responsibility for winning and winning and the terms of dividend sharing, so as to save any problems in the future. In that way, a good thing will become a bad thing.

The Quartet and the bank laughed together and said, "What could it be?" The two of us have been together for all these years, and we are really closer than brothers. My sister-in-law just put my heart in my stomach. No matter who gets the birth, neither of us will be.

The meal was a pleasure. The Quartet and the bank are sincerely entertaining Muqin and others. The bank used its housekeeping skills and secretly got two hard dishes, a plate of sweet and sour carp, and a plate of crispy roast chicken. The two of them diligently persuaded each other, flooded the dense forest dizzy, and swayed as they walked. The foreign bank was also drunk and tired, and vigorously confessed his determination to buy a car for transportation in front of everyone, showing a complacent posture as if he had already driven the car.

Xylophone was happy. What she was happy about was that the young people in front of her were slowly starting to let go. With their influence and drive, more people will definitely join the ranks of breaking through the society and invigorating the economy. Because of her joy, she was also persuaded to have a small glass of wine for the first time. Her face suddenly flushed, and there was a touch of vitality between her eyebrows.

When I walked out of the hotel gate and walked down the street, I caught a glimpse of a figure flickering and turning into an alley not far away. Xylophone's heart was beating wildly inexplicably, and an intuition suddenly jumped into a little drowsy mind. The xylophone walked a few steps and ran to the mouth of the alley. It was empty, except for a few chickens foraging in the corner, a dog lying lazily next to it and sleeping with its eyes closed, and nothing else. Xylophone rubbed his eyes, thinking to himself, it was because he drank a glass of wine and made his eyes heavy, he must have looked away. The sky is blue, and there is no sign of news, why will he come back again.

was muttering in the air, and the foreign company also hurried over. He asked, "What's the matter?"

Muqin asked him, did you see a figure entering this alley just now?

Yang Xing shook his head and said, not paying attention, it seems that there is no one.

Xylophone stopped talking and continued to go his own way, but his heart was still uneasy. I felt that I had seen a person's shadow dangling into the alley, and his appearance and walking habits were both strange and familiar, like a person, it was Mao Xiang. She comforted herself and said that maybe she was dazzled and misunderstood.

With the way and experience of selling apricots last year, the sales of apricots this year are also quite smooth. There are only two things that make xylophone not very satisfied. One was the excessive accumulation of apricot fruits, and the other was a car accident on the way out of the mountain, which lost nearly half of the carload of fruit. He almost took a small life of the people.

This year's apricot fruit production is naturally more than last year's, which is expected. However, the villagers did not expect that the stock of fruit was so large that nearly one-fifth of the fruit could not be sold. There are two reasons for the surplus: First, all the apricot forests in the village have been brought under centralized management, and the management technology and experience are more mature, and the villagers can vigorously change the soil and fertilize the fruit trees, and the fruit yield has increased significantly. The market demand is only so large. Compared to last year, although there is a slight expansion, after all, the output greatly exceeds the demand. Second, after the stimulation of last year's apricot fruit market by Xinghua Village, the mountainous people who are rich in miscellaneous fruits in various places did not regard these apricot trees as any cash cows, but when they saw that apricot fruits could also be sold for money, they took care of them. Before the fruit was ripe, they rushed to the market and sold it. This accumulation has also caused a lot of impact on the limited market capacity. Therefore, a Yan Jun question is very realistically placed in front of the people of Xinghua Village. Seeing the rapidly expanding apricot fruit output in the village, how to achieve a balanced balance between production and marketing and create a new way of sales is a major issue that Muqin and others must face and urgently need to solve.

Looking at the whole car of apricot fruit nest on the streets of the county and city, the people who couldn't get off were dumbfounded. After a basket of good words, people just don't dare to ask for a word. If you want it again, you can't sell it, and who will be responsible for such a loss.

In those days, there was another layer of blisters on the lips of Xylophone and others. His throat was so anxious that he was smoking, and his speech became hoarse. Muqin had to ask the county magistrate Du and the Qin technician in the city again, and even Dr. Yao intervened. Relying on their respective social relations and personal face, they finally settled the remaining fruits in other county towns.

For this reason, Station Chief Li of the town's tractor station was deceived. He directly found Yang Xiande and complained, saying that at that time, you only talked about the freight of a car was 200 yuan, but you didn't say the number of days. My car was delayed for several days in vain, and the loss was so big that the sky is gone, what can you do? Yang Xiande couldn't either. You can't call the Xinghua Village of a small family to compensate, and you can't afford to pay for it. He had to use both hard and soft to make Stationmaster Li swallow this grievance.

In fact, the sale of this apricot fruit was unfavorable, and there were already signs during transportation.

On that day, more than a dozen tractors carrying apricot fruits drove out of the village and drove mightily onto the newly built wide road. At that time, the villagers who followed the car were still sitting in the bulging car bucket and joking with each other. Some people say that these bear drivers are afraid of last year's incident. You can run such a big road, are you afraid that it will overturn? Some people say that this time, the sour jujube woman has no spell, of course, nothing will happen.

After walking the newly built road, he immediately drove onto the narrow and winding path. The tractor twisted and jumped like a dance. Not only the tractor drivers who were apprehensive, but even the villagers who followed the car immediately closed their mouths. My heart was in my throat, and my eyes were so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe.

The convoy moved forward with great care, and the front of each car was commanded by a villager who thought he could do it. At that time, the people stood on the left side of the car and buried their heads to see if the loose roadbed could support the heavy car body. Just as he was about to shout to the driver to stop moving, the huge car slowly tilted over. The people on both sides of the car exclaimed, and the people should get out of the way. Before the people could react, the car had already toppled into a deep ditch on the side of the road. Fortunately, the people instinctively took a few steps back to avoid the heavy hull. But he was buried deep in the pouring of apricot fruit. Although his foot and neck were broken, there was nothing serious about his body, but it also scared the people around him half to death. People couldn't slow down for a long time.

The people were carried back to their homes by the summer solstice, which scared the sour apricot family enough to choke. The sour apricot woman secretly wept and thought, why is her family so low, the man just lost a leg, and the baby almost lost her life. Is it really in response to Jin Lian's words, building a road and breaking the veins of his ancestral tomb to cause so many disasters. She hesitated for several days, but she still went to Jinlian's house in the west of the village with a shy face.

The hall of the Jin Lian family has long since returned to its previous state. The shrine is still enshrined on the original north wall. There are still offerings on it, and three incense sticks are inserted in the incense burner all year round. Smoke slowly rose and filled the courtyard, the rich aroma of which was the same as that of the temple.

The arrival of the sour apricot woman surprised Jin Lian.

Because of the group fight during the road construction, Zhenshu was very dissatisfied with the sour Xingqiang's practice of being an enemy of his own family, and it had affected the normal interaction between the two families. Jin Lian even held a grudge against the sour apricot in her heart. As a result, the sour apricot family also had a mustard. Although Sour Xing lost his leg for his nephew Winter Solstice and changed the views of the Zhenshu and Four Seasons families, it did not affect Jin Lian. Especially because of the children and the people, the second sister-in-law Osmanthus has never been cold with the sour apricot family. She used the group fight incident as a link, changed the estranged relationship between the two in the past, left all the past prejudices and entanglements, and came together closely with Jin Lian. The two often talk about their common enemies, the Sour Apricot family. The more I talked, the more I almost became a sister who put my heart into my heart.

The sour apricot woman is a little weak and short of breath. Before he stepped into the threshold of the Golden Lotus family, his face was already full of smiles. She greeted Jin Lian cautiously, and handed over the pastries she had specially brought. After all, the sour apricot woman is a woman who is generally respected by the villagers. What's more, what men do, a woman's family can't do anything. Jin Lian didn't give the sour apricot woman a bad face, but she received her with a down-to-earth expression, and she seemed more polite than affectionate.

The sour apricot woman recounted the unfortunate events that had happened one after another in her family, and asked Jin Lian extremely reverently what was going on, would there be anything to say.

Jin Lian asked the sour apricot woman to put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, and knelt down on the futon in front of the god's throne and prayed to the gods with all her heart. While she prayed, Jin Lian sat upright and closed her eyes. She put her right hand to her chest and twisted her fingers as fast as she could. There are words in the mouth, but people cannot understand them. After a while, Jin Lian opened her eyes and asked the sour apricot woman to sit beside her. She looked very carefully at the sour apricot woman's eyebrows. She also pinched her wrist like an old Chinese medicine doctor and pinched it for a while before she opened Chrysostom.

Jin Lian said what I said, don't be annoyed and anxious when you listen. At the beginning, I said that this road construction is a big event. In particular, be careful when breaking ground on the edge of the ancestral forest. The village cadres just didn't listen, and they hurt the harmony of the whole village here, and now what they said will not be fulfilled. Your ancestral roots were damaged first, which directly affected the luck of the family, and made the door unlucky. Although the uncle lost a leg, fortunately, with you and Ye'er, respecting the gods and sincerely believing in them, they were able to save the uncle's life. Now that there are disasters among the people, they are all related to the turmoil of the ancestral lineage. If you don't pay attention to the conditioning, there will be disasters to follow. Not only your family, I'm afraid that the xylophone family and other families are also about to have evil and troublesome things.

The sour apricot woman shuddered in horror. Her face suddenly turned sallow, and her hands and feet trembled slightly. She swallowed a big breath with difficulty, as if she had swallowed the heart that was about to jump out of her throat. She asked anxiously, what should you do there, please beg the gods to come up with a good way to help our people in the village.

Jin Lian sighed lightly and replied that it was the teacher's will not to ask the villagers to break ground on the edge of the ancestral forest. But no one listens, what can I do? Now the teacher is also a little angry, so he doesn't want to care about these bad things anymore, and the villagers make trouble. If something happened, the body was self-inflicted, and it couldn't be hindered by the teacher's hair. Even if I prayed day and night, I am afraid that it will not help.

The sour apricot woman was even more anxious. She used all the good words and compliments she could think of, and begged Jin Lian to think again. Whatever the request, she will do it.

Jin Lian was embarrassed for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, she said that if you want the gods to bless the villagers, you must mobilize the whole village to worship the gods in the future. Let the teacher exert his magic power to suppress this evil qi in order to keep the peace of the villagers.

The sour apricot woman asked ignorantly, how do you want to worship the gods before you are willing to bless it.

Jin Lian Hui Dao had to raise funds to build a temple at the place where the shrine was placed at the foot of the North Mountain, sculpt the statue of the god, and often burn incense and worship. In fact, there was a temple in that place a long time ago. It's all because the teacher wants to close the cave and practice, and as soon as the divine power declines, our ancestors will slack off. Slowly, the temple was lost, the gods were lost, and even the offerings to the gods were lost.

The sour apricot woman scratched her scalp in embarrassment and said, "There is no other good way to do it except here."

Jin Lian pondered for a long time before saying that there was really no good way. That's it, I don't know how many people the teacher is willing to bless to be fine.

The sour apricot woman said sadly, this is a big deal, you have to plan it well.

On the way home, the sour apricot woman's brain was so stuffed with what Jin Lian told that she couldn't even walk. She couldn't help but be anxious about the safety of her family. Not only their own family, but also the new family of the xylophone. It's all broken bones and tendons, no matter who has an accident, it's still their own business.

As soon as I stepped on the stream in the west of the village, I met the osmanthus and walked home angrily. The sour apricot woman hurried to say hello to her and asked her sister-in-law where she was going.

Osmanthus glanced at her from the corner of her eye and snorted. She didn't reply, flashed sideways, and ran straight to her house.

The sour apricot woman was embarrassed to the side, and her face flushed with shame. Of course, she knew that Osmanthus treated her abnormally, all because of the people and the affairs of the others. The change in the attitude of the old couple of Zhenshu and the tough attitude of osmanthus were already brought by the four seasons' daughter-in-law Lanxiang through the wind. The more the people were desperately interacting, the more osmanthus was angry. At home, she waited all day long, making the chickens and dogs in the courtyard restless. The sour apricot woman looked at the back of the osmanthus in the distance, and there was a faint worry in her heart. She felt that Jin Lian's words didn't seem to be wrong. The next step is to have an accident at home, and it may be in the affairs of the people and the children.

She sighed heavily, carrying a heavy heart, and reluctantly set out on the path home.

Osmanthus rushed home angrily, not because she met a sour apricot woman, but because she let her wait for her heart and lungs blow up. She had long heard that when she saw the sky, she would be entangled with the people behind her back. Especially after the people suffered a car accident, she took the time to accompany the people. Today, the sour jujube lady ran to the house and told Osmanthus that she was going to find the people again, and she saw that she had entered the west courtyard of Zhenfu's house. Osmanthus is angry. She immediately brushed aside the sour dates, and the mother-in-law hurriedly went to find and wait.

Because Jing'er is married, not only can the people no longer go to spend the night, but even Zhong'er and Xingzi have to go back to the east courtyard to live with their father and mother when they return home on Sunday. Zhu'er had kindly asked the people to move into his house and live with him. The people are reluctant to go, and they feel that the full moon is inconvenient for a widow to come out and go in. Otherwise, the people have no choice. He had to move the cover roll to the west courtyard of Zhenfu's house and live with the foreign bank. The foreign line is like a kite without a line, and it can't squat and be idle when it sees the sky. As soon as I left the gate of my house, I often came back in the middle of the night like a ghost. Moreover, the affairs of the people and others have already appeared publicly in front of him, and there is no need to hide anything. So this provided the opportunity for the children to be alone with the people. Especially in the days when the people were recuperating from their injuries, they almost saw the sky, and slipped into the west house of Zhenfu's house to guard with the people.

Osmanthus ran to the west house of Zhenfu's house, and did not shout for the door, let alone make a noise, and pushed the door straight and broke in. I saw the people talking and laughing with their heads on their heads and shoulders. Osmanthus's blood suddenly surged into his head. She couldn't help but say, stepped forward and pulled the placket of Waiter's clothes, stretched out her hand and slapped her twice, scolded Waiter, and was ashamed of her face and wanted to go to bed with a wild man. Waiting for the mother's insults and beatings, he covered his face and ran out of the house crying. Osmanthus poked the people's nose with her fingertips and scolded him for not being at peace, the toad wanted to eat swan meat, and wanted to lure the kidnappers and others to go down the evil path, so he almost stretched out his hand to beat the people. The people looked at the future in their hearts, and the mother-in-law didn't dare to breathe, and she couldn't deliver a word, so she honestly received a scolding of osmanthus. Osmanthus let out a bad breath fiercely, and she didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and rushed home again. She had to teach her a good lesson, and when she took this opportunity, she would completely abandon this thought. It's also good to be patient and go outside the mountain to find a family that you like.

When Osmanthus returned home, she didn't come back. She gasped and hated the roots of her teeth. Wait for her to come back and give her a good meal of broom gnocchi.

Sure enough, when it was almost dark, he returned home cautiously. Osmanthus immediately pounced on it, riveting her head and beckoning to the broom. I waited until I covered my face and shrunk my neck and squatted on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. Osmanthus was tired, and she also sat on the floor of the house and made a sad sound. She went from the difficulty of being pregnant and waiting for her childhood, to the hardships of pulling a handful of and urine into a person, to the four joys of leaving her home and not returning to her home, how to suffer and suffer, etc. In the end, Osmanthus suddenly knelt down in front of the waiter and begged her to weigh her mother's hard work and kindness, and break it off with the people. She wouldn't push her own flesh and blood into the fire pit. Even when I waited, I knelt in front of my mother and cried vigorously, but I didn't say a word. Seeing this, Osmanthus was angry again. She picked up the broom on the ground and continued to beat and wait.

The two younger sisters who were waiting for their children, Pan'er and Zhi'er, saw their mother beating and scolding their sisters, and they had already run out. The two of them stumbled into their grandfather's house to fetch the rescuers. Osmanthus was beating and scolding the waiter's bones, and the old couple broke in with the head to rescue the waiter from under the broom.

The two of them talked and persuaded each other, and finally settled down the osmanthus and stopped beating and scolding. At this time, although the waiter was silently crying, he still didn't say a word, and he looked like he was beating and scolding, and he looked like he was going home. Zhenshu woman was worried that the waiter would have some bad thoughts, so she asked the man to take the waiter to the old home to take care of it first. She herself accompanied the osmanthus to comfort her. It wasn't until midnight that she returned home exhausted.

Zhenshu is still waiting for comfort. Zhenshu woman joined the ranks of persuasion again, telling her not to be willful, her own affairs have to be arranged by adults, and she can't be the master in private, etc. Wait, still don't say a word. It seems that she has already made up her mind, no matter how her grandmother persuades her, she just doesn't nod or respond. It didn't take until the middle of the night to stay in my old house temporarily.

The next day, after breakfast, I said that I wanted to go out for a walk. Zhenshu and the two of them saw the calm look on their faces, and then they relaxed slightly. The old couple told her not to go far, to go out and come back, and to help her grandmother do some work. Wait for the child to happily agree. When she left her hometown, she went straight to the west house of Zhenfu's family.

The people were the only ones in the room sighing. The foreign bank ran out early again.

Last night, the people told me about waiting for their son and mother to come, and asked the foreign bank to get an idea. The foreign company knew that the matter was already in trouble. The people have reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the marriage is not guaranteed, and he is also anxious. He sat on the head of the bed and analyzed the current situation and possible vitality for the two of them. From the determination of waiting for the child, to the accommodating attitude of the two old people to the mother of Zhenshu, to the strength of the nine cows of osmanthus that can't turn around. Analyze and analyze, and the more you calculate, the more pessimistic you become, the more you calculate, the more hopeless you are. In the end, the foreign bank simply came up with a bad idea for the people, saying that since you two are determined to get married and live, you still care about so much, what to do, just do it according to your own ideas, no one can do anything with you. The people asked what else could be done. The foreign bank smiled mysteriously and said that there are only two ways in front of you now: one is to elope with the two of them and hide in a place where no one can find the sun and the moon. I'll come back when the adults are gone. The other way is to sleep with the waiter first. The raw rice is made into cooked rice, and it depends on whether the mother is in a hurry or not. She can't tell her to give birth to a baby in her house. The people scolded the foreign company and said that if they don't think for me, it's just a matter of thinking for me, how can they play tricks and corrupt us, it's really not interesting. The foreign bank said that this is a way to go. Anyway, the two of you are determined to spend a day early and a day later, isn't it just that little thing, what's the big deal? The people did not get an idea, but asked the foreign company to tease him. He was so depressed that he didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night. In the morning, he jumped home with a stick, ate breakfast, and then jumped back to the house of the foreign company, alone and worried.

As soon as I entered the door and saw the people, I cried about what happened last night. She also put her arm up and let the people see the bloody scars on it, telling him to hurry up and make up his mind.

The people are heartbroken and sorrowful. He hugged his shoulders and wept, but he couldn't come up with a safe idea.

Wait and ask the people, do you really want to marry me?

The people were very anxious when they saw her talk like this. He swore that if I had two hearts for you, I would let God thunder and slash me, and I would fall to my death in the river, and I would drown in the river, and I would not even be left with a body.

When he saw him swear a poisonous oath, he was so frightened that he hurriedly blocked his mouth with his hand. She said that as long as you have me in your heart, you are not allowed to change your mind at any time. Where is the need to belittle yourself like this?

The people wept and said, look at this situation, even if I die, I can't get you.

Wait'er gritted his teeth and said that I thought about it last night. If we want to live together, we can only take one way.

The people are in a hurry, you can tell me quickly.

When things come to this day, I am not afraid of other people's gossip. Let's elope. If you run far away, no one can find it. Let's see what other ways adults can force us.

The people opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time. I didn't expect that the wait would be the same as the idea of the foreign bank. He was also thinking carefully about the feasibility of this method. After thinking about it for a long time, he was embarrassed again, saying that we don't have any relatives outside, and we don't even have a place to stay. Just ran out, and the northwest wind didn't have to drink, and he starved to death.

I'm also thinking about the whereabouts of going out again. After thinking about it for most of the day, she also lost her previous idea. The two of them just snuggled up and wept while thinking. It seems that it has reached the end of the world, and the two of them are in a desperate situation, and they can't pull themselves out.

In the end, I cried and said, "Anyway, I'm your person, if you don't marry." Even if you die, you won't go to live with others. Otherwise, I'll be on good terms with you. I gave my body to you, and when something happened, the adults will have to admit it. Can my mother separate the two of us again?

The people were shocked, hugged their children tightly, and cried, "How can I do such a thing and ruin your reputation if I haven't crossed the door to get married?" If we really want to make something ugly, we will not be able to raise our heads in front of people for the rest of our lives, and we will be poked in the backbone for a lifetime.

After that, the two of them had another good meal, crying and convulsing, so choked that they could no longer speak.

This year's apricot fruit recycling is much slower than last year's. Under the repeated urging of Muqin and others, it was not until the autumn harvest was nearing the end that Kankan collected the remaining money.

Judging from the recycling situation, the joy of selling apricots did not mean that the villagers had much more income due to the increase in production. The reasons for this are also manifold. The fare for transporting goods alone accounted for more than 3,000 yuan, and the car accident on the way to the transportation caused the loss of most of the carload of apricot fruits. When he was stranded in the county and city, he was bargained by some people, and a lot of fruits were destroyed on the way. In addition, personnel costs and labor remuneration must be evenly apportioned to the books of each household. In this way, it seems that the number of catties picked by each family has not increased, but has decreased. Fortunately, the total amount of apricot fruits picked by each family has increased significantly compared with last year, and the total income has increased slightly compared with last year. Especially for those who have just joined the centralized management, when they hear for the first time that they can have so much money, they are surprised and complacent. They are gearing up and waiting to go to the brigade office to get their hard-earned money back. Some people even have their sights set on the hidden places where the tickets are hidden.

The villagers were looking forward to the long and anxious days when the brigade would get the apricot money down as soon as possible, but the brigade had not moved. With this anxious and anxious date, the date was postponed step by step, and there was a rumor that this year's apricot money had been collectively owned by the brigade in vain, and every family wanted to take a cat to pee and soak in the air, and they couldn't get a penny home. This kind of rumor caused a lot of panic among some people. Some people have come up with all kinds of ways to get close to or get to the village cadres in order to find out the truth from it. Most of the village cadres don't seem to know. The more insidious this rumor became, making some people almost nervous.

Regarding this part of the apricot xylophone, there is indeed a plan in private. That is, it will not be released to the village households for the time being, and it will still be retained in the way of the last fund-raising, so that it can be used for this winter's road repair project.

Xylophone, so he had such a plan, but he was forced to choose helplessly. Imagine that only half of the road has been repaired, and the remaining sections must be completed this winter and next spring. If it continues to drag on indefinitely, the villagers cannot afford to toss, not to mention that it is easy to reunify, and their thinking of reunification will be shaken with the changes of time. At that time, I am afraid that this good situation, which was bought with life and blood, will be in danger of premature death. If she really got to this point, she would become a sinner in Xinghua Village and a sinner in history. The only guarantee for going ahead is to have enough financial support. At present, the village collectives have long been impoverished and have no savings. Trying to ensure the normal operation of the project is tantamount to fishing for the moon in the water. It is the only feasible way to withhold the apricot money of the villagers for the time being, not to sign a loan contract with the villagers, to set the interest payable and repay it in the future, but it is extremely risky. She is not worried about not being able to repay the villagers' loans in the future, but about whether the villagers will accept such a decision.

In recent days, xylophone has once again fallen into the predicament of not thinking about tea and eating, being lazy and unable to sleep. She first called Zhenfu and Maolin to the brigade office to discuss with them the preparations for the project that was about to start.

Mao Lin said briskly, according to the original routine and division of labor, prepare the things at hand separately, and then do it, what else is there to discuss.

Zhenfu Dao: These are all trivial matters that don't need to be discussed. The point is that the payment for the project has not yet been secured. You can't just use two hands to open a mountain and cut rocks.

Zhenfu's words were both ruthless and accurate, and one word hit the crux of the problem, blocking Maolin so that his face was red and his neck was thick. Mao Lin immediately became angry in his heart. Didn't he say that you were put in charge of logistics? It's up to you to think about it. How can others interject if they are not in charge of this.

Zhenfu saw that Maolin fired at himself angrily, and of course he wouldn't let him. Zhenfu replied: Isn't it just to discuss how to raise funds today, why is it my business alone. I don't have the money to make a ticket. Besides, this road construction is a major event for the whole village, not a private matter of my own family. If there is a problem, we must share the responsibility to solve it. Or what else do you want our village team to do?

Maolin hit back at the Dao Village team, and there is also a division of labor. If you don't figure out the matter in your own part first, when you encounter a problem, let everyone go into battle to help, then what kind of work is there? Just swallow a pot of muddy stomach and count miles, and no one can be clean and idle.

Seeing that the two of them were about to blush, the xylophone hurriedly interjected and separated the two. She told her thoughts and asked the two of them to wonder if it would work.

Zhenfu was not in a hurry to take a stand. He muffled his dry tobacco pouch and spun polarly like a motor with a throttle up. He didn't care about arguing with Maolin anymore, but was nervously thinking about the repercussions and consequences that might be caused by this. In particular, as one of the decision-makers, will he be entangled in this way?

Mao Lin didn't think about it with anger, but this method didn't work, and the villagers would not agree. You think, every family is looking forward to this little bit of apricot money. Eating and drinking all year round also relies on this little money. If the village is cut off, it is not equivalent to pinching the neck of the villager, but it will also take the life of the villager. This method will not work, and the villagers will definitely not agree.

If Mao Lin hadn't been so open his teeth and claws, he would have counted hard and said that Zhenfu hadn't planned to speak yet. Because he hasn't figured it out from the chaos of his thoughts. But when I heard Mao Lin talk so self-righteously, I didn't fight in one place. He blocked the forest road again, why didn't it work. Didn't we sign a contract and raise funds for such a big difficulty last year? If I don't think it's the villagers, I'm afraid it's some cadres who are making their own little calculations.

This sentence has clearly pointed to Mao Lin, and it has indeed poked at his heartache. It's like someone who tears off the waist of his pants and hangs himself naked in front of the crowd. Mao Lin's face flushed with a "whoosh", and the color of the purple and blue changed rapidly. His already impulsive temperament, together with the old feud between the two of them that was temporarily put on hold more than ten years ago due to the year-end settlement of the production team, were completely stirred up by Zhenfu. The muscles on Mao Lin's purple-blue face shrugged and shrugged, and his eyes widened widely.

He said sharply, Uncle, you can't get along with me. The reason why this doesn't work is that the lice on the bald head are clearly playing my own little calculations. I'm afraid that the person who is making the small calculation is not me, you mile. The things you are responsible for are the puddles of stinky you pull down, and you have to ask others to follow and wipe your cheeks. Where are all your brains, feet and claws, don't you want to eat meat for a good person, and you also want to ask others to sharpen their knives and kill donkeys as murderers? You think others can't guess it, but you can't hide it from my eyes.

Zhenfu couldn't control his emotions anymore. Since the two of them worked together, all the friction and bumps and the accumulated fire suddenly exploded. The two of them had already put aside what Muqin had said, and they all revolved around the big and small things that were not boundary, and they fought fiercely. Even personal attacks were on the table. The two of them are like reckless shrews on the streets and alleys, completely tearing off the masks they usually use to disguise, revealing their true hideous faces. They attacked each other without giving in, taunting each other, tearing at each other's most sensitive nerve areas. Xylophone tried to persuade the two of them several times not to give her the slightest chance to interject. The two of them are still relentlessly tearing each other's hearts and blood, and there is no mercy to spare. Later, the two of them became more and more noisy, blowing their beards, glaring, slapping the table, ramming the tea bowl, and even rolling up their arms and sleeves, and they were about to start.

The two of them would accumulate such a big amount of fire, and the fire exploded so suddenly and violently, which was never expected by the xylophone beforehand. Surprised, she had to make a louder noise to calm the two of them who were fighting like a lion and a tiger. Xylophone seized the moment when the two of them stopped for a while, and hurriedly said that this is the end of the matter discussed today, and the decision will be made when the cadre meeting is held. With that, he hurriedly ended the meeting, which was full of the smell of gunpowder.

Afterwards, Xylophone talked to the two of them alone several times. One is to dispel the anger of the two and communicate the feelings of the two, and the other is to find a better solution to their own ideas. But the xylophone was a complete failure.

Mao Lin has already broken his heart, completely parted ways with Zhenfu, and broke with his heart. He also spread his hatred for Zhenfu on official affairs. Regardless of what Zhenfu had done or played, whether it was reasonable or unreasonable, Mao Lin stood on the opposite side of him, completely opposed and completely denied it. This disappointed Xylophone and gave him a psychological mood of disgust and disgust. She felt that Maolin was moving away from the village team and away from the public interest. And the farther and farther she went, even she couldn't get it back.

Zhenfu was dismissive of Maolin's reckless approach. He even has a schadenfreude mentality. He told the xylophone that you don't care about him. He is such a character, who has a lot of heads and small stomachs all day long. No matter how awkward he was before, I let him. It made him lose his appearance on the nose and face. This time, I want to see what he can do to stop the big thing of building roads and getting rich. You don't have to worry about this fundraising. I first went to the villagers to find out and explain that I had to settle this matter and build the road. Look at how arrogant and destructive he can be.

Zhenfu really racked his brains and used all the tricks he could. With the experience and sophisticated methods accumulated in most of his life, he first took the initiative to communicate the thoughts of the cadres of the large and small villages, and then moved the huge influence of the Li family to drive the whole village into a daze. Finally won the understanding and support of most people.

So the village cadres organized and held a village meeting. At the meeting, the people of Xinghua Village adopted an unprecedentedly democratic, absolutely conscious, voluntary voting method and adopted the proposal of re-raising funds put forward by Xylophone. The apricot money that the whole village has been looking forward to for most of this year has been intercepted according to the proportion of capitation, which provides a vital financial guarantee for the upcoming second phase of the road repair project.

The xylophone did not rejoice at this. She was soberly aware of a very serious problem that had been exposed. Xinghua Village has fallen into a state of intensifying intrigue. The people's hearts gradually fell apart, and the ego-minded gang system slowly began to take shape and gradually swelled.

In this regard, Xylophone came to Sour Xing's house worriedly to analyze with him the mood of the villagers who were spreading everywhere and making people uneasy. Sour apricots are also anxious, but there is nothing they can do. He has preached to this point, and you are also thinking about it. It is hard to take the villagers to get rich. The more you are afraid of it, the more it will dodge, and it will not be able to hide. If you encounter problems, solve them, and take one step at a time. As long as we have a fair mind, we are not afraid of shadows, and let others talk about what to go. Sooner or later, there will be an axiom to support us and speak.

Xylophone still can't get out of this anxious psychological shadow. She carefully and tentatively adjusted the clouds and smoke barriers that had already risen in the mountain village, waiting for the wind and rain to come and go.

The start date of the second phase of the road repair project was a few days earlier than the previous winter. Because the start-up funds were already in place, Xylophone rushed to take the villagers on the day of the beginning of winter.

In the first few days, many villagers were upset because of the fact that the apricot money was intercepted by the village, and there was a strong sense of resistance. I don't want to go to work, stay at home, listen to the wind and see the direction of the wind. Some people also colluded with each other and vowed not to go to the construction site. Maolin was even more angry. He also stayed at home and rubbed in, but he didn't show up. His actions were naturally seen and remembered by some villagers, and the more they had a reason not to go to work. Moreover, this kind of behavior has affected the villagers working on the construction site, and gradually there is a negative phenomenon of passive sabotage. Compared with the hot scene on the construction site last year, this year's construction site looks much dull and cold. Muqin and the others were in a hurry several times to call Maolin to work. Maolin's excuse is that he has a headache, a sore stomach, a sore egg, and pushes back to stay at home and not go out.

Of course, Sour Apricot knows what's going on on the construction site. Feng'er regularly fed back various information to him every day, including the ideological trends of the villagers and the anxiety of the xylophone, so that he could help him with some matters. Sour Xing immediately realized that if she let it go, she was afraid that what she was worried about at the beginning would really be born. That is, the construction site was scattered, and the half-pulled project was abandoned, and the xylophone, Feng'er and others who were instigated by the leader were completely pushed into a desperate situation of being blamed and cursed. Of course, Sour Apricot will not sit idly by and let such an unimaginable dangerous thing happen. He stood up despite his own weakness and disability. Sour Xing found Maolin's house with the crutches given to him by Mao Sheng. Then he limped in and out of some villagers' courtyards. He also appeared on the construction site a few kilometers away from the village under the surprised gaze of the villagers, and continued to do the errand of the original technical guidance and consultant of the blasting team.

His actions once again hit the heartstrings of the villagers, who were already fragile and affectionate. Maolin couldn't squat anymore. He came to the construction site in a gloomy manner to continue exercising his authority. Others rushed to the scene without excuses or reasons. Immediately, the construction site returned to the lively scene of the previous year.

With the continuous progress of the project, the little start-up capital that the villagers had put together was almost gone, and the xylophone once again faced the difficult dilemma of having no rice to cook. She begged like a headless fly, but couldn't find a solution to the problem of depleted funds. By the end, the detonator had run out of explosives. The villagers had to use steel hammers and hammers to fight against the hard rocks in a hopeless battle. Most of the villagers were shaken out of their mouths, and blood juices came from their mouths. Hurting fingers and feet is also common. More crucially, the villagers have paid in the heavy physical labor, but with little effect. The road surface has remained stuck in its original appearance, and there has been no progress at all. Some people began to be pessimistic and disappointed, thinking that it was completely foolish to do such a desperate and brutal job. If you want to rely on this primitive method to open this road, unless the sun rises from the western sky. Like a plague, the pessimism of the villagers spread quickly on the construction site. Cursing, complaining, and complaining can be heard everywhere.

The Agricultural Bank of China is about to open up loans for the economy. Do you Xinghua Village have the courage to lend out some of the money?

According to the county magistrate Du on the other end of the phone, the county agricultural bank is engaged in economic loans, mainly for the development of barren mountains, barren beaches, and water conservancy resources. In view of the urgent situation of Xinghua Village waiting for the rice to be put into the pot, he could say hello to the bank and ask them to make an exception and lend a part of the money to Xinghua Village in the name of repairing the barren mountains and barren beaches to solve the urgent need.

Xylophone was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted. She replied, "Okay, as long as she can get the funds to build the road."

The county magistrate Du said that he contacted the bank first, so that Muqin would go to the Agricultural Bank for an interview in the afternoon.

The xylophone let out a long breath. Putting down the phone, she discussed the loan with Zhenfu and asked him if he dared to take out a loan to engage in a project.

Zhenfu thought about it for a long time, and he was ruthless, and he had forced us to this anyway. There is a risk in the loan, and it is even more dangerous to make a half-pulled project, and I don't know how much will happen there. We can't explain it to the villagers alone. Loan mile will talk about the project after finishing the project first.

Xylophone also harbors such thoughts. The two hit it off and decided to take the road of taking out a loan.

In the next few days, Xylophone and Zhenfu ran like a marquee, running to the bank and running for loans. With the greeting of County Magistrate Du, things went very smoothly. In less than three days, 30,000 yuan was held in the palm of Zhenfu's dirty, sweaty and greasy hands. Looking at the brand-new and stiff three bundles of tickets, Xylophone and Zhenfu suddenly understood a truth. It refers to relying on one's own hands, like chicken feet to save hard-earned money, and then to make a fortune, how clumsy and stupid this practice is. What is borrowed from chickens to lay eggs, it seems that this is it.

When he returned home in the evening, Zhenfu turned the three bundles of tickets he had borrowed over and over again, looking at them and thinking about them. Originally, as soon as he had the idea of making money, like opening a grocery store or something, he was even familiar with the location of the grocery store and the channels for purchasing goods, but he was frightened away by this start-up capital. It turned out that this road to finding money had already been paved by the state. It depends on whether you dare to go and whether you have the courage to take the risk of repaying the loan.

I was thinking about it, and the foreign company came back for dinner. He saw Zhenfu staring at the three bundles of tickets in a daze, so he asked about the ins and outs of the money. Zhenfu explained the loan process in 1510. It is said that the eyes of the foreign bank are bright and bright and thieves are bright.

In front of Zhenfu, the foreign bank rarely showed a smile on his face. He pestered his father to ask many details of the loan procedures, such as whether individuals can take out loans, how to borrow, what procedures are needed, how to apply, how to apply, etc. Some of them are something that Zhenfu can answer, and some of them don't know anything. The foreign firm asked Zhenfu to take the time to inquire in the town, and the more detailed the better.

Zhenfu saw what the foreign bank had planned, but he didn't say it. He relentlessly wanted to do something for the foreign bank, so as to alleviate the long-standing incompatible father-son relationship between the two, so he agreed. He held back fiercely, not daring to ask the idea of the foreign bank deeply.

At the time of dinner, the foreign bank left without finishing the meal and raising his legs. He sat at the dinner table with Zhenfu, drank a few glasses of wine with Zhenfu, and said some rare affectionate and considerate words, such as paying attention to his body and bones, taking care of the accounts or something. Zhenfu grinned and was so happy that he secretly ran to the yard to wipe his tears.

This night was the most comfortable night in Zhenfu for many years.

Because of his anger, he finally tore his face with Mao Lin and pushed himself onto the single-plank bridge that he couldn't turn around. In desperation, he helped the xylophone to support the heavy responsibility of the project. This reckless and inconsiderate excesses made him regret that he couldn't sleep for several nights. Now, I finally got the funds, and I didn't get the joke by the villagers, and I smashed my own table. What's more, the money borrowed through so much hard work unexpectedly brought the two closer to each other and relaxed the knots that had formed in their hearts for many years, which was unimaginable in Zhenfu's world.

After drinking and eating with Zhenfu, the foreign bank slipped into the west courtyard, and lay on the bed in a daze. His head kept spinning around the telephone dial and the wheels of the van like a bearing, and he imagined that he had a bright red telephone installed on his bedside. I'm crossing Erlang's legs, and I'm on the phone to contact something. After making the call, he rushed out of the yard in a hurry, climbed into the cab of the truck with his legs raised, put on white gloves, started the car, honked his horn twice, and then rumbled out of the village and drove up the wide and flat road out of the mountain.

While pondering like this, the people quietly entered the house with a sad look on their faces. The people were also lying on their backs on their beds, staring at the beams of the roof in a daze. In the past few days, he has been so worried about the things that he is waiting for that he is so dark that he has no thoughts during the day and no sleep at night.

Osmanthus is stepping up to find her in-laws. A master has been negotiated, and it is all the efforts of Chun'er and Guo Ren. It was also agreed that in the next few days, let the waiter go to Chun'er's house to meet and go on a blind date. Osmanthus has already given three chapters of the law to wait for the child, and must go on a blind date, and can not raise any objections. As long as the man takes a fancy to the waiter and does not find fault with the people in the mountains, this matter is a certainty. Wait for the rest of the day to force the people to find a way several times a day, saying that if you can't think of a way, I'll hang myself, even if I die, I won't go under the eaves of that house. What good ideas can the people have? The only ability is to secretly get angry and toss yourself indiscriminately. After tossing himself, he went to toss Yangxing and Jing'er again, and asked the two of them to help him get an idea. Jing'er can't handle this kind of thing. He just followed the urgency, and there was nothing he could do. The foreign company had an idea, but it was a bad idea. Even if the two of them were asked to make cooked rice, there was no way for Master Ren Tian. However, the people are so loyal that they cannot do such a thing. As a result, a few people were only anxious to get angry.

Tonight, when I waited for my son to find the people again to report the situation, she said that her mother asked her to go to the town on a blind date with someone early tomorrow morning, and also pulled the eldest mother Lanxiang and Maolin's daughter-in-law Xue'e together. She forced the people to make up their minds again, if they didn't think about it again, I am afraid that the two would really be on the desperate road to break up. Later, I proposed again, but there was really no way, so let's elope. The people are also a little moved. After all, it was a major event that pierced the sky, and he hesitated for a while, unable to make up his mind.

The foreign company is in a good mood. Seeing the people who were so sad that they were so depressed and depressed that they were slumped, he was very sympathetic in his heart, so he asked the people if they were waiting for their mother-in-law to find their mother-in-law again.

The people said that they would go on a blind date early in the morning. You say, what can I do? Now, I even have the desire to die.

Yang Xing said with a smile, if it doesn't work, let's call a few people from Shangjing'er, Zhu'er, Xia Zhi and Gongzhang, and rush ahead of the waiting mother-in-law, and go to beat away the person who robbed your mother-in-law first, and see if they can still get married.

The people are angry, you are playing tricks on me again. If beating someone could solve the problem, I would have done it a long time ago, and I would have needed your intervention. I don't have a single good idea, and I come up with some bad ideas to fool me. What do you mean, you want to see my jokes.

As he was talking, Jing'er and Xia Solstice also came. The foreign bank told the company that he was forced to go on a blind date tomorrow, and asked them to help come up with ideas. A few cubs chirped and poked into the middle of the night, and finally came up with a damaging idea. As for who came up with this bad idea first, after the fact, several people scrambled to get it from themselves. They all said, if it weren't for my good idea, I would have been lying in someone else's bed a long time ago, would I still have your people's share?

This hurtful idea is simple to say, but it is very effective. not only resigned the unlucky guy in Beishan Village without regrets, but also forced the teary-eyed osmanthus to willingly give the treasure of the family to the people who were originally disdainful.

It is said that early the next morning, Osmanthus accompanied Lan Xiang and Xue'e to wait for her to go out of the mountain. waited for the children to follow each other obediently, without a trace of awkwardness and non-cooperation.

A group of servants came to Chun'er's house and urged her to call the young man on a blind date. Guo Ren didn't dare to slack off, and ran out of the door in a hurry. In a few moments, he led the unlucky man into the house.

The young man is also a loyal and honest master. He wasn't good at words, he just looked at the pleasing waiter. It seems that the young man has taken a fancy to the waiter, and there is a hint of joy between his eyebrows. Lan Xiang and Xue'e also think this baby is good. A farmer's family, as long as he is loyal and honest, has a clear family style, and is diligent and capable, he is a first-class candidate.

The people sat down and talked for an hour. The main thing is to take advantage of the time of idle chatting to carefully observe the cub's words and deeds, so that he can go back and report to Osmanthus in detail. Seeing that it was almost over, Lan Xiang wanted the cub to go back first and wait for the girl's reply.

At this time, the waiter suddenly proposed to say a word to the young man alone. Lan Xiang and the others thought that they had taken a fancy to him and couldn't wait to talk to him about their feelings. She laughed and quipped, "Get out of the way, and wait until you have to unload the mill and kill the donkey." Before I got through the door, I started to get matchmakers. In this world, where to find such a conscienceless person?

When only the two of them were left in the room, the young man immediately pricked up his ears and listened quietly to what the waiter had to say.

Later, I came here today to ask my family to persecute me. I didn't dare to make my mother sad, so I rushed to the scene. Seeing that you are also a sincere person, I don't dare to lie to you, so as not to think that I didn't make it clear in the future. I've had a good relationship in the village for a long time, and we've spent the night together for years. Now, he is pregnant with his baby in his belly. It was because my mother didn't agree that she forced me to go on a blind date. If you don't dislike it, I'll do it. Then go and knock out the idea of the baby in the belly, so that I can live with you wholeheartedly. You see, no.

Before he finished speaking, the young man had already "fluttered" and stood up. His face was purple, and anger welled up in his eyes. He didn't say anything, he raised his leg and went out of the courtyard. Lan Xiang and the others are still waiting at the gate. Seeing that the young man was running out of the door angrily, he didn't know what was going on, so he asked vigorously, whether he was in the middle. The young man hatefully put down a sentence, such a broken goods dare to take it out to deceive people, it is all worth beating. With that, he walked away.

Lan Xiang, Chun'er and the others stared at each other and were stunned together. The two of them swarmed into the house again, asking wait, what are you two like, why were you okay just now, why did you turn your face.

When you wait, you will laugh, tell a joke, and you will provoke him. If you become a relative and live a life, you won't see the sky turn your face. Such a person, don't follow.

At this point, when the son went on a blind date outside the mountain to find his mother-in-law's house, it was completely blown away. Osmanthus lost her spirit at that time. She also wondered in her heart, why can't people look down on such a character, there must be some reason. She sent a letter and asked Chun'er to inquire immediately.

Soon, Chun'er made a special trip into the mountains and quietly told the reason why the man disagreed, saying that when the wait was already pregnant with someone else's wild seed, of course people would not agree.

At that time, osmanthus surged into his brain with black blood. She sat down on the ground and said that the people are really ruined by the dog's miscellaneous. What can I do, how can I go out and meet people? Guarding Chun'er, she nagged and cried bitterly. Frightened, Chun'er hurriedly covered Osmanthus and said, Second Aunt, don't dare to make a noise about this kind of thing. If it spreads, it will be over in this life, and even our family's reputation will stink. No one is thinking about getting in and out of the noodle field.

Osmanthus also came to his senses. She quickly suppressed her crying, looked at Chun'er with her eyes, and asked her for advice.

Chun'er racked her brains to blow up the skull. In the end, she came up with an idea, anyway, when the children and the people have already made cooked rice raw, and even the cubs have been planted, what other good way can there be. Let the waiter hurry up and marry the people. If you don't hurry up, your belly will be quite big, and you will really make a big scandal. This kind of thing is only known to you and me, and you don't dare to let a third person know. When the two of them get married, even if it is passed out, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's a couple of two, see who dares to chew the root of their tongues.

Osmanthus is also clear. When things get to this point, there's only one way to go. It's just that she is still unwilling and hesitant in her heart. Chun'er analyzed the severity of this and the seriousness of the consequences for her over and over again, and finally made sense of the osmanthus.

Osmanthus sighed and said quietly, I want to marry my son outside the mountain. In the future, I can prepare for the whole family to move out of the mountain. I didn't think about it, but I was still a step too late, and asked the two dogs to take the lead. Why is my life so miserable?

In the following days, Osmanthus had no hope. She had to secretly scold the waiter. He blocked the people outside the village and slapped him several times. Tell him to hurry home and call the adults to propose. Pick up the two of them together, so as to block the mouths of the villagers, and extinguish the right and wrong of the tongue that pierces the sky as soon as possible.

In the surprised eyes of the sour apricot family and the whole village, the two families are intensively preparing for the wedding. Osmanthus no longer has any requirements and pickiness. As long as the two cubs are moved into the same room as soon as possible, they dare not have the slightest delay or hesitation.

At this time, it has been nearly a year. The cold wind in the midwinter wax moon is as biting as a blade, cutting the osmanthus to the point that there is no temper.

With sufficient funding to back it up, the project is progressing very smoothly and is progressing by leaps and bounds into the mountains.

Perhaps it was the recuperation during the forced shutdown that the villagers' almost exhausted physical strength was restored; perhaps it was the villagers' confidence when they saw that the xylophones had made so much money at once; or perhaps it was because the villagers saw that the success of the road construction was imminent, and if they worked hard to earn their lives, they could fulfill the wish that their ancestors had dreamed of for generations. In short, the villagers once again mobilized all their strength, summoned up their energy, and launched a final assault on the remaining sections. The pessimistic mood that pervades the construction site has long been swept away, replaced by a high drain* point and an almost tragic sacrifice of life.

Smashing his fingers and grinding his feet are all trivial matters, and no one dares to take this seriously. If someone shouts loudly everywhere, he will be ridiculed by the people around him. Even if I had a cold and fever, I just lay in the tent at the construction site, took injections and medicines, and rested for a while. At the same time, you have to free up your hands to do some small and brisk work. Among the villagers who are able to go to work, there is absolutely no one who does not work at home. At night, some young adults simply lived on the construction site in the bitter cold wind, nested in thin tents, and spent the night holding the fire while thinking that they would be able to complete the road construction task after a few more days.

Still on crutches, she limped through the construction site, doing what she could. From time to time, he also encouraged and supervised the work of the villagers. Sour apricot lost his entire leg in order to build a road to save people. His actions have already won the respect and sympathy of everyone in the village. Therefore, his words and his encouragement are sometimes more effective than the words of the village cadres such as the xylophone. The xylophones felt distressed and persuaded him many times not to go to work, just squat at home. Sour apricot was reluctant to live or die, and still limped behind the villagers to go out early and return late. Later, when the people and Jing'er couldn't persuade him, they joined a few cubs such as Yangxing, and saw Tian'er pushing him up and down the construction site with a car.

Under his influence, all the people in the village who could move and take a hand to help all flocked to the construction site. They can't do much work, but they play a role that no one else can replace. The urgency of building a road as building a house and marrying a daughter and marrying a family and the idea of benefiting others and self-interest deeply infected and drove everyone on the construction site. As a result, people are more enthusiastic and motivated. The whole construction site is like a bulldozer with full horsepower, carrying the leaks and dreams of the whole village, with an unprecedented devastating momentum, pushing towards the unreachable mountain, and approaching the successful end step by step.

There is a sense of comfort in Sour Apricot's heart that has never been felt before. It's not just that at the painful cost of the stump, he has regained the long-lost respect and love of the villagers. It's not just that the wide road that I never dared to imagine is going to run through the mountains and beyond the mountains, and the wishes of several generations are about to come true. The important thing is that not long after the completion of Ye'er's lifelong event, the marriage between the people and the other children, who had been bothering him for more than a year, had unexpectedly a quasi-date. He was going to marry his daughter-in-law into the house. This made the sour apricot family both surprised and ecstatic.

When the people ran home and conveyed the will of the osmanthus flower, the old couple were stunned for a long time. The two of them thought they had heard it wrong, looked at each other, and opened their mouths wide and were speechless for a while. After reacting, Sour Xing was so happy that she rubbed her palms and gasped. The sour apricot woman asked the people for details, and wiped the tears rolling out of the corners of her eyes with her hands.

The people, of course, did not dare to tell the truth. He replied with a squeak that it was only after the idea of her mother that her mother agreed to the two of them.

Sour Apricot will definitely not believe the nonsense made up by the people. He guessed that there must be some kind of episode story in this. He didn't insist on continuing to ask. As long as the family agrees, they still care about what they do. It is only right to set a wedding date as soon as possible and prepare for the marriage as soon as possible. So, ask someone to come to the door to propose, and then according to the customs of the village, complete the routines such as housekeeping, expiration, etc., and the marriage will be determined. Under the repeated urging of osmanthus, the two families set an exact wedding date, and held the wedding on the 28th of the lunar month, and they didn't even dare to miss the New Year. Such a hasty marriage arrangement caught the sour apricot family off guard.

Sour Xing had carefully discussed with her in-laws osmanthus whether to wait until the New Year and hold the marriage in the spring. First, it is better to prepare for the marriage affairs well. Second, it will not be in a hurry and make the villagers laugh. Osmanthus firmly disagreed. She scolded in her heart, you old ghost knows what. If you drag it out any longer and drag the stomach of the waiter out of the bulge, it will make the whole village laugh.

Sour apricot didn't dare to disobey this young and easy-to-turn new in-law. He had to do as she told him. So, the family went to the construction site during the day and worked desperately. When I got home, I stayed up and fought at night.

The people of the village knew that the people and their children were going to get married before the end of the year. Every day when I came back from work and left my job, many * women took the initiative to come and help Zhang Luo with some trivial chores. In this way, it can make the sour apricot woman gasp. Four Seasons Lanxiang and his family were even detained in Sour Xing's house overnight, as if they were hardcore relatives who had been dating for many years.

Although the time is pressing, fortunately, the sour apricot woman has already prepared some necessary items for the people, such as cotton, quilts, fabrics and so on. On weekdays, I also saved some money by eating and saving. Sour apricots aren't so anxious about these yet. What really makes Sour Apricot anxious is that the people's new house has not yet been settled. I wanted to build a new house for the people next spring. No matter when the people can marry a daughter-in-law, there must be a courtyard placed there. What I never expected was that the people's marriage would be so anxious that they didn't even leave time for preparation.