As a representative of the activists in the rehabilitation of Jianan Prison, Xie Guoqiang participated in the commemoration of the 100th anniversary of the birth of the great man. His task was to witness that great and holy moment with all the representatives of the masses and to baptize the soul. Tomorrow, he will regain his freedom and return to the courtyard at the foot of Yantai Mountain......

Wang Guangwen planned to return to Chahe, but when he saw the armed police standing guard and the chief in person, he secretly ran back to Guanshan and slipped into the scene of the commemorative event to "join in the fun."

Although the soldiers of the provincial military band worked hard, the military music performance was too "spring and snow" for these mud-legged people who had just come up from the rice fields. Their eyes were not on the makeshift stage, but on the leaders and guests from the city, and only when they applauded, did the peasants slap each other, so that the "warm atmosphere" would not cool down.

Wang Guangwen, who went to school in the city, could occasionally understand one or two pieces. He was glad he had made the decision to turn back, because in his thatched hut, where there was no electricity, he had no spiritual nourishment to draw from except books. For him, this heart-wrenching piece of music is not only an auditory feast, but also a shock to his soul. The revolutionary blood of the martyrs flowed in the symphony, and the great man's eloquence was roughly displayed in the march...... The ups and downs of the performance came to an end with the long-lasting applause of the mass representatives.

After the performance, the square reverberated with the speech of the provincial leader -- it was a congratulatory letter from the central leader. Guangwen once again took off in the spiritual world, he was proud of the great leader who came out of his hometown, and he was moved by the care of the central leaders for nearly one million farmers in Jiacang. He seemed to see that the banks of the fork river were lit with colorful lanterns—red oranges hanging from the branches, yellow rice with hanging ears, and green sugar cane pointing into the sky......

After the enthusiastic speeches of leaders at all levels, a gust of autumn wind brought Guangwen back to reality. Guangwen looked at his rough hands, his old yellowed semi-rubber shoes, his patched blue pants, and his hungry stomach, and then at the simple representatives of the masses beside him, Guangwen smiled self-deprecatingly—at the moment he was just a pure peasant, and he was more concerned about the acres and thirds of land in the countryside than those words on the table.

"Please ask the old chief to open the Great Man Memorial Hall ......," the secretary of the prefectural party committee announced loudly.

The old chief once again looked back at the bronze statue of the great man with affection, but she never stood up again. The nurse slowly pushed her down at the door of the memorial hall, and the secretary of the prefectural party committee handed the red silk into the hands of the chief. The trembling hands of the female general are still sonorous and powerful, the plaque covered by red silk appears impressively in front of everyone's eyes, and the five big characters of the central leader's personal letter -- "Great Man Memorial Hall" are solemn.

The memorial hall occupies a small area, there are four exhibition halls, and the precious historical relics and audio-visual materials reproduce the great man style of the revolutionary leader who commanded the wind and the clouds. The villagers in the neighborhood stepped into this mysterious pavilion for the first time, and they all gave a thumbs up to this amazing fellow.

Half an hour later, the tour ends. For Yang Zejin, these half an hour have been released for three years. Although he has memorized the narration by heart, and he has personally visited the memorial hall several times to familiarize himself with the scene, he is still very nervous in the face of so many big leaders and guests from all over the country. Especially speaking Mandarin, it really made him sweat profusely. Fortunately, there was no danger, and the leaders were satisfied with his explanation. The old chief also nodded frequently, instructing the memorial hall to convey and carry forward the revolutionary spirit from here!

Governor Kong also made a rare joke -- "I don't see that your director of the water conservancy bureau is still an all-round cadre." ”

Coming out of the memorial hall, the old chief crossed the familiar Nanya River and returned to the "home" opposite Guanshan. That is the real former residence of the great man, covering an area of no more than 100 square meters of three tiled houses, two thatched houses, as well as those evergreen camphor trees, eucalyptus trees and bamboo forests behind the house.

The well is still the same well, the trees are still the same trees, the stone mill is still the same stone mill, but the house is no longer the same house, and the people are no longer the people they once were!

"That room...... Is that house occupied now? The old chief put on his reading glasses and did not find the hut that had been.

"Chief, there is no one to live. This is a historical artifact, and we need to protect it! Secretary Ma of the prefectural party committee stepped forward and replied.

"Who built the old house like this?!" The old chief asked the guard to carry her suitcase, and he found a photo album from the wooden box, and the appearance of the former residence of the great man in the old black and white photos was vivid, "Secretary Ma, I remember when we came back in five or eight years, you were there, right?" That wasn't the case back then, was it? ”

"Yes, sir, I was working in the Executive Department at the time. Because when you came back from old age, the great man said, 'How nice it would be if these two huts were also tiled.......'"

"Confused! Was the old society he was talking about, and is it still the old society? How could a tenant farmer live in such a house in the old society? These three tiled houses have also been heightened, right? ”

"A little higher......" Secretary Ma replied with some shame.

"Is his second uncle okay?" The old chief asked about the second brother of the great man.

"Fortunately, you have always cared about him, and some clothes were mailed from the capital a few years ago, and he often talked about you! Now the second uncle's children have contracted a lot of land, and life is better than before. It was the secretary of the town party committee in Guanshan who answered.

"Those old houses over there belong to the second uncle's house, right?"

"Yes, it's a little shabby...... Because of the construction of the memorial hall here, as an overall plan, we are building a number of new tiled houses behind the mountain, so that the farmers in the museum area can relocate there......"

"Governor Kong, Secretary Ma, I also have a reluctant invitation to ask his second uncle to come and live in these newly built houses of yours. He's in his eighties, right? The old man asked someone to pick him up several times to live in the capital, but he refused, he took care of his parents in his hometown in this life, and he suffered a lot of ......hardships, and he also suffered some sins because of us a few years ago."

"Old chief, don't worry, when the relocated house is built, let him choose ...... first"

"Secretary Ma, you don't understand what I mean. I mean, the second uncle lives in these rooms where you have the sign of 'Former Residence of the Great Man'. The back mountain is too cloudy, and the old people are not used to living there. Good no good? ”

"This ......"

"Then you will repair the second uncle's rooms a little bit and protect them. Hang the sign 'Former Residence of Great Men' over there! On the one hand, those rooms are very similar to our previous hometown, and they can restore history without repairing them; On the other hand, the second uncle is the real great man, and without a 'big rear' like the second uncle, how can we have the ability to liberate China? ”

"The old chief is right, we'll do it right away!" Governor Kong, who knew the general situation, took the first step to reply and blocked Secretary Ma, who still had to defend himself. Chen Bonian looked at County Magistrate Zhang, then at Nie Renhao, and said casually, "Do it right away!" ”

"Also, I don't think this memorial hall should be built in any museum area, it's very well repaired. The villagers have lived here all their lives, so don't move, and the land can't be occupied! Okay? ”

"Okay...... Yes! Secretary Ma saw Governor Kong's eyes and raised the second word "line" by a few decibels.

According to the arrangement, the old chief had lunch at the second uncle's house. Although she knew that the sumptuous meal at the second uncle's house must have been arranged by the county before, she saw that the second uncle's children and grandchildren were full and the rice warehouse was full, so she didn't care about it anymore!

The old chief and the second uncle, who was sick in bed, set up a dragon gate array for a while, and talked a lot with the children of his children and grandchildren.

Dr. Li asked the chief to take the medicine and then rest for a while. The old chief waved his hand: "This green mountain and green water, walk in the field, then it is considered rest!" Let's go, go and see the mountains and rivers here, the fields and ......"

"Chief, do you remember that river?" Secretary Chen pointed to the Nanya River not far away.

"Remember, the water is still so clear, but the water level seems to have risen. The fields on the slopes of this hillside still depend on it for irrigation, right? ”

"yes, now we've dammed the dam downstream and built a hydropower plant. Not only is it easier to irrigate farmland, but we also turn water into energy and generate electricity from it! "Secretary Chen finally had the opportunity to talk about his political achievements.

"The hydropower station is good! It's just that you can't engage in small groupism, the upstream has enough water, but what about the downstream of the dam? Will it affect their normal life? You have to think about it too...... After all, it's not a big river. ”

Nie Renhao thought of the Shiqiao Hydropower Station again, he didn't expect that the old chief would be in the capital for a long time, and he could actually think of such a detailed problem.

"Well, old chief, now there are many such small hydropower stations in Jiacang, which basically solves the problem of urban and rural electricity consumption. With electricity, the level of agricultural modernization has also been greatly improved, and many places already have electric pumping machines and electric harvesters......"

"Let's go downstream as close as we can here...... Oh, don't drive, Governor Kong, this time, I'm taking you to see it, and although I've only been here once, I'm sure the situation in the countryside is much better than it was more than 20 years ago......"

Vice Governor Kong smiled, personally supported the wheelchair, gently pushed the old chief, and walked downstream along the wide stone road......

Wang Guangwen didn't expect that he would catch up with the free "lunch", listen to the performance without spending a penny, visit the memorial hall, and follow the representatives of the masses to the canteen of the memorial hall to eat "big pot rice". He was really a little upset in his heart, and took the initiative to go to the management office of the memorial hall to pay the money, but he was "blasted out".

Guangwen couldn't cry or laugh, seeing that it was already afternoon, if he wanted to catch the shuttle bus back to Chahe from the county seat, he should go to the streets of Guanshan and wait. But he was still ready to walk back, and wanted to find a chance to talk to Nie Renhao, who had just met with his eldest brother.

Guangwen was suddenly deeply attracted by the orange groves on the other side of the Nanya River. It was a similar prosperity, the same as the orchards of the woods, and the harvest of his dreams was amazingly consistent.

He's going to check it out there.

With great difficulty, Hirobun finally found a narrow path down to the orchard by the river, climbed over the fence made of thorns, and finally came to the orange tree.

But he was disappointed, and he finally understood why there wasn't a big road to get here. The "prosperity" seen from afar cannot stand up close...... The orchard was littered with oranges that had fallen to the ground before they were ripe, and there was a rancid stench, and a farmer was sadly picking up the sour fruits.

And the trees are all fake oranges made of plastic......