A month later, Qinyin's thin body finally couldn't bear the life of the construction site running day and night, and the high fever did not go away, and he was unconscious. Xin Xian issued an order to forcibly send Qin Yin home to recuperate, and explained that she should let Grandma Qin take strict care of her, and she was not allowed to return to the construction site if her body did not recover completely.

When Kotoin was a little better, she couldn't return to the construction site, but she volunteered to go to the farm closest to the aqueduct site and take charge of the multi-management farm. These farmlands are planted with a variety of green vegetables, and they are all attractive to look at. At the edge of the field, there was a hut that was assigned to her to live. Not far from the hut, there are a few cattle pens, and there are three or five cows under her control, as long as the cattle do not starve to death, do not eat other people's crops, and do not run away, the task is completed.

The cows roamed leisurely, idle, gnawed on the grass, occasionally raised their heads, "moo, moo......" in the direction of the sky, and then continued to nibble on the grass. It is said that cattle are spiritual creatures and are very cooperative with management, except for the occasional desire to run far, and they are never embarrassed by the sound of the piano.

Qin Yin reads the book called "The Old Man and the Sea" with confidence. She was not feeling well, and as a girl she did not want to be too rough, so she did not want to follow the cows in the same way, nor did she want to chase them all over the mountains, but occasionally watched them from a distance from the window of the hut, and if any of the cows tried to run away, she went out and tied it to the tree as punishment. For the most part, she rarely cares about the cows, and the grass in the spring is enough to attract them, so let them be free and let them take care of themselves.

One day, Qin Yin habitually looked up at the window, the cows were still the same cows, different from the past, it was a large peach blossom covering the mountain range on which the grass rested. Qin Yin came out of the hut and ran towards the peach blossoms. I don't usually know that it is a peach tree, and there is no sign of flowering, but it blooms a brilliant peach blossom. The sound of the piano shuttled among the peach blossoms, admiring the flowers infatuatedly and greedily inhaling the fragrance of the flowers, and she walked briskly and very carefully, for fear of touching a peach petal. Oh my God, these peach blossoms are the spirits of nature, pink, white, red, slightly open their eyes, half-drunk and half-awake looking at the piano sound, the green grass and the cows that don't know how to appreciate the flowers. In the spring breeze, all kinds of peach blossoms and green peach leaves confide in each other, inspire each other, and quietly nurture the dream of fruit in the peaceful whispers of happiness.

Qin Yin was drunk in the peach blossom forest for a long time, and at noon, he returned to the hut tiredly and fell asleep quietly.

Kotone realized that it was the first spring of the eighties.

In the first spring of the 80s, Qin Yin was about to turn 19 years old. Although the work on the farm has only ended in a short week, with the arrival of this spring, many changes have quietly taken place in the music of the piano, the qinist and the small mountain village.

Let's start with the sound.

Since participating in and witnessing the construction of the earth-shaking aqueduct water diversion project in the mountainous area, and witnessing the hard struggle and sacrifice of the people, the blood surging in Qinyin's heart is boiling, moving every day, and there is a passion for integrating into the fiery cause every day. The previous sense of superiority and multiplying the value after going to the radio station gradually faded. She felt that she was just an ordinary molecule in front of the public, and she didn't have anything extraordinary. She focuses more on reporting on those who are unknown and leading the way, rather than on herself and her money. The sound is more grounded.

Let's talk about the pianist.

Since the distribution of the fields to the households, Father Qin, with decades of farming experience, has divided the fields into several types according to the sunshine conditions, the size and the barrenness. In addition to the usual rape, spinach, leeks, lettuce, cabbage, and green onions, from this spring, Qinfu also began to plant a variety of kinds of melons, including cucumbers, gourds, bitter gourds, and pumpkins, as well as bell peppers, chili peppers, spring radish, cowpeas, green beans, eggplant, garlic, cabbage, tomatoes, Huaishan, taro, and amaranth.

Grandma Jean has also quietly undergone some changes. Since seeing Shi Wenyuan and Xin Liqing, I feel that my glorious past has not been forgotten, and the pride of my youth has returned slightly, so I have become more self-reliant. Not only did she grow her own vegetables and raise more chickens, hoping that the chickens would lay more eggs, but she also took the initiative to ask to be separated from Qin's father's family and became self-reliant.

After working on the construction site for some time, he suddenly changed in the direction that Qin Yin hoped for, and became more active and industrious. At home, he not only rushed to do some work within his ability, but also always wanted to be a soldier, saying that the army was a revolutionary furnace and that he should go to the army to train himself.

Qin Mei went to the aqueduct construction site to help with the care and distribution of some materials, perhaps influenced by the life on the construction site, and then changed the habit of a live-in daughter in the past, and suddenly asked the family to send her to school. She wants to study hard and become a useful person to society in the future.

There are also small mountain villages.

Many people in the small mountain village were involved in the construction of the aqueduct, either directly in labor or, like Grandma Qin, engaged in logistics such as delivering tea and water as much as they could. With the advent of the eighties, and with the opening of the mountain gate, there began to be more topics in the village.

Lin Qian, who often comes to small mountain villages, said that the current situation is that it is possible to liberalize the supply of pork, and in the future, it may not be necessary to buy pork by the brigade, and it may not be necessary to buy pork without meat tickets. In short, may be bought and sold freely. When the people in the small mountain village heard this, they all felt fresh. Ah Gui said that if I let it go, I will no longer specialize in farming, but will also raise pigs and chickens to make money to support my family.

There are also rumors in the village that some people outside no longer live in mountainous villages, and some people say that working in provincial towns and special economic zones can also make money, which is more cost-effective than farming at home. Whenever the villagers talk about this kind of topic, there are always many people who come together to listen and express their opinions. Some people say that a villager near the county seat can also make money by riding a bicycle and going out to dig wells for others.

In the first spring of the 80s, the topic of the people in the village began to shift from the trivial matters of the Zhang family and the Li family to contracting, making money, going out, working, and so on. There are more and more topics, more and more ideas.

On the weekend, Kotone returns to the small mountain village. It was obvious that when she came back in the past, most of the people in the village asked her who was right and wrong, but now when she came back, the villagers began to ask Qinyin, what is the new news of the commune, your radio station is well-informed, have you heard about where there is money outside, where are there hired workers, and so on.

Qin Yin faced the villagers' eager questions, and sometimes felt very closed. Because she felt that she was day after day, nothing changed, and she was not able to provide more useful information to the villagers. There are a lot of things that the villagers are talking about, and she, as a person from the radio station, does not know.

All kinds of things and signs slowly made Qin Yin see himself more clearly and become more humble. This kind of modesty also makes the relationship between Qinyin and his family more harmonious. Qin Yin returned home, greeted her grandmother, greeted her parents, and took the initiative to chat with her brother and sister.

When the family had dinner, Qin Yin said, in addition to Qin Mi, who was admitted to college, our three brothers and sisters who worked in the family farm, no matter whether they would be soldiers and go to school in the future, should not be called Brother Qin and Qin Mei casually as before, such a title is too cheesy, we should have our own official name, and give it a nice sound, three brothers and sisters, my name is Qin Yin, my brother is called Qin Sheng, and my sister is called Qin Mei, which together is just "sound beauty".

The whole family is in favor. Father Qin smiled and said, "It's good for you young people to have a nice name." Your mother and I are both old, so we don't need to rename ourselves. The mother said, "You old man doesn't look good, if you give a nice name, the name is better than the people, won't it make the people in the village laugh off their big teeth?"