Xu Qintang is an old man in his sixties, his hair is all white, but his face is very ruddy, after opening the door, he looked at Wang Xiangzhong and his son with a smile on his face, frowned, and suddenly said with a shocked face: "This, isn't this the president of Taohualing Village!" ”

Wang Xiangzhong's name resounded throughout Dazhai Township, and the villagers of Dazhai Township were proud to know Wang Xiangzhong. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Now the head office of the Wang family is located in the original Dazhai Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative, so Wang Xiangzhong comes to Dazhai Village almost every day, and almost all the villagers in Dazhai Village know Mr. Wang. And now, Mr. Wang actually came to Xu Qintang's house, can this not make him feel excited?

"Oh, mom, old woman, Mr. Wang is here! Come in, come in. ”

Wang Xiangzhong nodded, and then led his son to follow Xu Qintang inside.

"Lao Xu, excuse me."

"What do you think Mr. Wang said? Mr. Wang came to my house, and that was to put gold on my Xu Qintang's face. ”

Entering the gate, there is a gatehouse corridor, and on each side of the gatehouse corridor, there are rows of wooden shelves, on which are placed various costumes and various musical instruments.

After passing the corridor, there is a shadow wall, and then around the shadow wall, you will arrive at the patio of Xu Qintang's house.

The patio of Xu Qintang's house is not large, and the east side against the wall has been carved out into a vegetable garden, and then on the west side is a small shed, in which firewood is stacked and pots are built. The courtyard of Xu Qintang's house is very clean, and on the south side of the courtyard, there is a row of elm trees, all of which are thick.

Then when Wang Zheng and his son walked to the patio, they saw an old woman with small feet wrapped in small feet, holding on to the door frame at the door of the house, looking at Wang Zheng and his son.

Wang Zheng pondered in his heart: The age of the old couple is only in their sixties, which means that the old couple should have been born in their third years. At that time, women were no longer able to bind their feet in many places.

Xu Qintang's wife smiled while helping Wang Xiangzhong lift the curtain blocking the door.

It was a hot day, and flies and mosquitoes were rampant, so the owner of the house sewed up the gauze, and then fell some stones on the bottom of the gauze, and nailed one side of the gauze to the door frame, and pasted some iron sheets on the door frame on the other side, and then tied some magnets on the other side of the screen, so that the curtain that could not only ventilate but also block flies and mosquitoes was made.

Looking at the curtain of this house, Wang Zheng suddenly thought, didn't their house have such a curtain back then.

And now, the screen windows have been installed in his small western-style building, and it will no longer be as shabby as before. In this era, many people in Dazhai Township are actually very poor.

Hearing that Mr. Wang was coming, Xu Qintang's wife still wondered which Mr. Wang was, and when she saw that it was a kind-looking person, she was also happy.

There are three steps in front of the main hall of Xu Qintang's house, and the steps are not high, and the three or four-year-old children can go up with their legs. Then there are two cement platforms on both sides of the steps, and then on the east side of the cement platform, there is a rectangular sand pit, and in the sand pit there are several sweet potatoes that climb the seedlings. This pond is used to raise sweet potato seedlings, so it is also called sweet potato pond in the local area.

Because there are many mountains in Dazhai Township, irrigation is inconvenient, and the land is not very fertile, so every family has the tradition of planting sweet potatoes, and this sweet potato pond is also an indispensable thing for every family.

To the west of the cement platform is where Xu Qintang's house put coal, which is now covered with plastic sheeting for fear of burning.

After following his father into the house, Wang Zheng felt cool.

Xu Qintang's house is an old tiled house with blue bricks and red tiles, and it has to be more than ten years old.

When you enter the house, you will see that the ground is paved with red bricks, and then a layer of cold water has just been sprinkled on the red bricks, and the water vapor evaporates, taking away the heat, and plays the role of air conditioning, so the inside of the house is much cooler than the outside.

"Mr. Wang, why do you have time to come to my house?"

Wang Xiangzhong sat on the horse of Xu Qintang's house, and then said with a smile: "Old Xu, I have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." ”

"Oh, do you want to find my old man's orders?"

Wang Xiangzhong nodded, and then said: "Lao Xu, July 24 is my mother's birthday, I want to invite your opera troupe to our house to sing for three days, do you think there is kung fu?" ”

Wang Zheng didn't wait for Xu Qintang to answer, so he said, "Dad, I'm going to play in the yard outside." ”

Wang Zheng was not in the mood to listen to the old master of his father's troupe bargaining about the repertoire, and then he walked out and walked into the courtyard, and then glanced at the small pool used to put coal in the middle of the small shed and the main house on the west side of Xu Qintang's house, the coal was piled up quite high, and it was almost close to the courtyard wall.

Wang Zheng took one look, then jumped off the cement platform and climbed onto the pile of coal covered with plastic sheeting.

After climbing up the coal pile, Wang Zheng could see the large courtyard to the west of Xu Qintang's house, as well as the weeds and broken glass windows in the large courtyard.

This big courtyard used to be the place that Wang Zheng longed for the most when he was a child.

This courtyard was originally the location of the old oil mill in Dazhai Village and the ice cream house in Dazhai Village. However, now the old oil mill has moved to the market, and the sorbet shop has long since closed.

In the memory of my previous life, when I was in the second or third grade, if I had the opportunity to follow my father and mother to Dazhai Village in the summer, my parents would always go to the ice cream shop and spend two cents to buy themselves a sesame sauce ice cream.

Looking at this dilapidated courtyard, Wang Zheng became a little sad.

Hey, in his previous life, although he was more miserable, and his family didn't have so much money to spend now, Wang Zheng felt that in his previous life, his happiness when he was a child was actually no less than his current self. It is even said that the self who was bitter in the previous life was happier than now.

Perhaps, happiness is just a state of mind and mentality, and it has little to do with the amount of money.

The older a person gets, the less happy he is.

How many people can really be as happy as an old naughty boy?

"Wang Zheng, what are you doing? Didn't you step on the plastic sheet of your uncle's house like that? ”

Wang Zheng was looking at the scene in the courtyard in the west and sighed, and was shouted by his father behind him, and he was so frightened that he almost fell off the coal pile.

"Dad, the grass in the yard over there is overgrown."

"No one has lived in it for two years, of course it's overgrown, son, come down quickly, be careful not to fall."

When Wang Zheng saw his father come out, he carefully got down from the coal pile, and then said with some regret: "Hey, I'm panicking over there, and I don't know if there is any oil extraction equipment made of wood in the old oil mill?" ”

Xu Qintang, who was following behind Wang Xiangzhong, heard it and said with a smile: "Yes, it's all inside, the first few days I thought about splitting that pile of broken wood as firewood, but unfortunately that thing is too strong, I can't dismantle it by myself." ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he was taken aback: "Uncle, don't do that." Oh, sir, you can go in over there. ”

Xu Qintang said: "Of course you can." ”

Wang Zhengxin said that it was great to be able to go into the courtyard of the old oil mill over there.