Wang Guangwen of Yahe Village, Chahe Township, was like a fish in water in his "internship" in the countryside, going up and down the mountain and down the river every day, picking up dung and chopping firewood, and the wheat and vegetables in the field were irrigated to be green and fat, and the firewood was also piled up with the eaves...... In his spare time, he reads some books and newspapers about rural economic development, and now in addition to the beautiful and generous Yang Shufang, he has agricultural production in full swing.

This rural child with no background is undoubtedly "self-destroying his future" by giving up the internship unit arranged by the school and returning to the countryside to "face the yellow mud with his back to the sky".

But at this point, Guangwen's family is still in the dark. The mother looks at her sturdy son who is about to graduate every day, and she is in a good mood, and most of her illness is also healed.

Guangwen took the letter sent by Shufen and figured it out according to his own logic. It seems that Yang Shufen is not indifferent to herself, she cares about her future very much. Since being a farmer can make her pay so much attention, then it's better to be a farmer! And be a good farmer. Isn't there a "Nie Guoren" in Linmu Township? Then I, Wang Guangwen, will be an agricultural pioneer, a farmer entrepreneur, and a leader of the rural economy in Chahe Township!

This small farmer who has returned to his hometown, with the relevant report on the spirit of the rural work conference that has just been held at the central and provincial levels, has drawn several important conclusions: First, policy support is increasing. The reform of the rural economy is constantly being relaxed, and it is being liberalized, and the undercurrent of industrial restructuring is surging in the rural areas; Second, economic support is increasing, and the Seventh Five-Year Plan has given prominence to agriculture. The central and provincial party committees have repeatedly stressed the need to "enable the peasants to develop from a few rich and a small number of rich to a large number of riches, and truly realize the common prosperity of all peasants." The road of commodity economy is also the inevitable road of rural economic development. Third, it is necessary to adapt measures to local conditions and carry out agricultural innovation. We can't take the old road of agricultural development, and we don't necessarily have to take the road that others are taking, but we must take the road that suits us to create a zào.

These insights quickly turned into a theoretical article of several thousand words, which was mailed to Shufen through the guò post. It was the first time that Shufen had read Guangwen's letter so seriously, and it was strange to say that she had never forgotten those love poems after only one time, but she had pondered this kind of paper that was too theoretical, and even the logic between the words was scrutinized.

Shufen did not despise Guangwen because he abandoned the work and became a farmer, but praised his understanding, and began to admire this secondary school student who jumped out of the farm and was ready to return to the countryside. She even felt that perhaps Guangwen's choice was correct, as he said in the last letter, he was "afraid of the indifference of reinforced concrete, afraid of the rigor of construction projects, and preferred towering trees to uprooted tall buildings; I prefer the patchwork of terraces to the complicated drawings"; He "found himself unfit to live and survive outside the countryside, and only by returning to this fragrant land could he breathe freely; Only when you see that lush bamboo forest can you live soberly."

Shufen found Fushun who was reading a book in the bedroom with a wind cage. For the peasants, wheat, greens and turnips are covered in frost during the coldest winters, the cattle are fed with dried straw left over from the autumn, and the fat pigs have endless sweet potatoes and green leaves. Farmers have more time to stay at home.

"Brother, is Wang Guangwen's grades good in school?" Shufen threw the letter to Fushun, and that beautiful Xiaokai was something that Fushun couldn't envy.

"I don't know! It should be okay, it's very hard-working, and I study every day. Why do you ask this? Fu Shun read the letter while guessing Shufen's thoughts. Isn't my sister starting to be attracted to that guy?

"It's nothing, he said he didn't want to study architecture, I think he talked about agriculture in one set, maybe he can really graduate from the 'agricultural university' when he goes back to the countryside!"

"I don't understand what these commodity economy is, and what measures are adapted to local conditions. This guy is too thick-skinned, you won't really take a fancy to him, will you? Fushun threw the letter on the table.

"What? I just think that his views are very much in line with the reality of the current rural areas. I said you two are going to be down! You don't like to engage in agriculture but spend a day dealing with mud in the countryside, Wang Guangwen doesn't like to engage in architecture, but he studied architecture at a secondary school! ”

"Hey, hey!" Fushun himself thinks it's funny, who can escape the arrangement and tricks of fate? "You're not the same, I don't believe you really like farming!"

"I didn't like it before, I wanted to be a cadre. Later, I went to the county seat and saw cadres who lived well, but they didn't have any human touch and looked down on people. Now I really like to engage in agriculture, you haven't read what Wang Guangwen said, the newspapers are all reporting, agriculture is now in the head! The farmers in the future are not simple farmers, they can be managers, factory directors, as long as you want to do it, you can do it, the countryside is now with you! ”

Fu Shun heard it in a fog, and finally simply buried his head in the drawing and went to draw. In his opinion, the countryside is good, but there are too many peasants, and the newspapers say that there are 800 million peasants! What do you want so many peasants to do? It would be better to let some peasants go to the city, build roads and buildings, and in the future, the peasants will also live in buildings and drive cars.

"Brother, do you really want to go to Jiangyun?"

"Well, let's take a look, I'm not busy lately, if it's really too busy, I'll come back!"

"Well, there you go! It's busy, if you can really be a worker, don't come back, our family is also a big man! ”

"It's enough to have Uncle Seven's big shot, I don't want to be a big guy, I just want to do what I like to do!"

"What do you like to do?"

"Build a building! You see, here's my hand-drawn architectural drawing! Fu Shun handed the notebook to Shufen, "Jiang Yun has many such high-rise buildings, but they are all vultures, not good-looking!" ”

Shufen flipped through the pictures in the notebook, although she couldn't imagine what the lines on the pictures would look like when they turned into high-rise buildings, but she knew that these lines carried Brother Fushun's dreams.

"Brother, will you leave tomorrow?"

"Well, look, everything is packed!"

"What do you think about what my mother said?" Shufen refers to their marriage, and recently her mother has been talking every day, asking her to get married first and then go to Jiangyun. If it weren't for Yang Zegui's obstruction, she almost forced the two children to move to a house.

"Didn't I say it all that day? I am your brother, their own son! I know what they're worried about, I'm afraid that I won't come back if I go, I'm afraid you won't find a suitable son-in-law......" I don't know when Fushun's emotional intelligence has made a qualitative leap.

"Brother, I know, I'm actually quite sorry for you. At that time, I was going to study, and I knew that I was going to come back to farm anyway, so I should have let you read! ”

"What are you talking about? You haven't read books in vain in the past few years, wow, you read this letter, you can understand it, I can't read it! Fu Shun picked up Guangwen's letter on the table and waved.

"Hey, you're so smart, you can go to high school and college after a few years of study...... But fortunately, you went out and met a nobleman, and your fate changed, and you read a lot of books. Shufen laughed, with two small dimples on her face, so beautiful!

"Shufen, in fact, Guangwen is still okay, filial and sensible, it's a pity that he really wants to come back to be a farmer!"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, don't look down on us farmers!"

"No, I mean you're actually a good match!"

"Oops,!" Shufen was a little annoyed, "You said I won't send you tomorrow!" ”

"Don't say it, don't say it, hey, I can't mess with you!"

"Brother, you go this time, bring a sister-in-law back!"

"What's the sister-in-law?"

"Less garlic! Brother, to be honest, do you like the girl again? ”

"Nope!" Fushun lowered his head, remembering the dream that was about to set sail, and the waves of happiness stirred in his heart.

"It's no wonder you don't have to! Haven't you always liked me? Why is your mother really shouting that you are engaged to me, and you still don't dare? After knowing that Fu Shun had another sweetheart, Shufen easily joked with Fu Shun about this matter.

"I ...... Oh, Shufen, you pick up the matter of Chen Sesame and rotten grain! ”

"What's up? Do you really like me? ”

"It's not...... No, I ...... Oops, it's been a long time, and then I didn't get it! ”

"Is that what Ha'er has?" Shufen blinked her eyes wide, her hands on her cheeks, and suddenly she was looking forward to Fushun's answer.

"Then you and I went to the mud ditch...... I see you...... Look at you! In the face of the innocent Shufen, Fu Shun explained honestly. At this moment, he felt that Shufen and Xiangyu had a lot of similarities.

Shufen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, blushed, and the two young men couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when they talked about this topic. "Brother, you really don't have a favorite girl now?"

"Yes...... Yes! In Jiangyun, later went to Haixi, and now in Canada! ”

"What?" Shufen stood up, he was indeed surprised by this series of place names that he had only seen in books and newspapers, but he didn't expect this Liu Fushun to really be disgusted with the mountains and fall in love with the little swan!

"My classmates in the founding school, Guangwen also knows ......" Fushun confided in this love for the second time, and the language and logic are much clearer.

Shufen listened intently as if listening to a story. Ah, why is this brother, who is as miserable as himself, also tortured by love!

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Before dawn the next day, Fushun said goodbye to his adoptive parents' family, and once again said goodbye to the reluctant Yangjiawan!

"Wave your hand and go, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming".

The exhaust pipe at the rear of the car suddenly emitted black smoke, and the wheels raised a burst of choking loess, whining and driving to Jiacang County.

Fu Shun closed his eyes tightly, he didn't even have the courage to look back. The adoptive mother has cried to death, and Sister Shufen and Sister Shufei are also comforting with tears in their eyes. Cars drive on potholes, as if they want to jolt out the hearts of passengers.

The car turned over a mountain beam, and the eastern sky shone with a hazy light, casting the frost-covered earth with golden colors, and the mountain valleys rose with a fairyland-like mist.

The stone bridge behind him became smaller and smaller, more and more distant, more and more hazy; But in Fushun's heart, it is becoming clearer and clearer, more and more cordial, and more and more reluctant. The bitterness in his heart welled up into a stream of hot tears, and the bitterness that crossed the corners of his mouth made it difficult for him to breathe.

When he arrived at the county seat, Fushun brought some bacon to Uncle Seven and stayed overnight in Uncle Seven's staff dormitory. The busy seventh uncle took a picture with him, and did not show up again until he left the next day.

When Fushun arrived at Jiangyun, it was already the second night. The river clouds are still so brightly lit, cars of all sizes are speeding on the wide road, and the steamers on the river are still flowing.

For Fushun, it is not so much about escapism as it is about searching for hope......

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