Lu Xiancheng chatted with his father, looking at the various pedestrians on the surrounding road from time to time.

From time to time, you can see a few people covered in patches on the street, either riding dilapidated cars, or driving cars, pulling carts either bald donkeys or mules, and occasionally two horses that look no different from donkeys.

From time to time, you can see a pile of donkey and horse manure on the side of the road.

How did your hometown get rich in your last life? Lu Xiancheng thought.

This really made Lu Xiancheng think of it all of a sudden.

My hometown became rich because I didn't grow grain and planted grass, and the grass here is not a Chinese herbal medicine, but a kind of pasture grass, a kind of pasture grass developed by the Japanese.

It's about a few years, maybe at this time, Lu Xiancheng doesn't remember it very well, anyway, it's not too early. The reason was that the city received a Japanese investment group, and after the Japanese inspected it, they thought that the climate here was suitable for growing a kind of pasture, so that the farmers did not grow grain and planted their own pasture.

In order to allow the peasants to plant a large area in the first year, it is allowed to plant grass more than to grow grain, and in order to arouse the enthusiasm of the peasants, they also signed a unified purchase contract with each household. Not only that, but also encouraged the county to transfer special funds to support, so that these old farmers changed their previous grain planting and planted little devil's grass in their own fields.

But this place is also strange, the grain is not well grown, this little Japanese grass is really tender and tall, good thief!

Now the old farmers think that this grass is not mine, and they will give it to the little devils when it grows. The grass grows so well and looks like it's given to the little devil, which doesn't make people worry, thinking about it, some people start to raise some sheep and cattle with the remaining poverty alleviation funds, which is a side business.

Who knows that everyone found that with this grass to raise grass, the essence is very little, even if you feed a little concentrate in a month, you will not lose any fat, and the nutritional value of the grass is high!

In less than three months, all the grass planted in these three counties was raised by the old farmers with sheep, cattle and other livestock.

When the Japanese came to harvest the grass, these old farmers just quit, and the grass was cut away, what did my livestock eat!

A group of old peasants played tricks, didn't care about any contract or non-contract at all, and gave the Japanese a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

The Japanese are also annoyed now, let's not bring this, everyone has a contract! The Japanese are looking for the county with the contract, and the county can't do it, don't look at a bunch of peasants who usually wilt, but when it comes to money, and when it's their own money, they can do everything, and who in the county cadres doesn't understand what the township and town cadres understand?

The county can't report to the city, the city also scratches its head when it hears it, and there is no way to report to the province again, and the province only has dry eyes left when it hears it.

Shouting twice? Coercive measures?

This is the livelihood of the peasants in the three impoverished counties, who dares to say that the grass in the fields is forcibly harvested for the Japanese, do you really think that the three impoverished counties are a joke together? Thinking that the poor people don't have the courage to form a group to pull banners at the door of the provincial party committee?

The province has become a rat in the bellows, and the Japanese have a patent for pasture, and the state now pays attention to patents and respects inventions. But this aspect involves the money bags of the people of the three counties, who has the courage not to leave a way for these people to live? This thing is even more fatal, and if it is not handled well, it is not an economic event but a political event.

How else to say that crying children have milk to eat!

The lesser of the two powers, in comparison, is it easier to deal with a few Japanese businessmen, isn't it a contract, we Jiangnan is a first-class tax province, we will pay according to the contract, as for the farmers planted grass, we also give the royalty!

The province promised to agree, but the province is not stupid, the contract was signed by the county, and the money could not be directly given to the Japanese from the province, but from the province to the city and then to the county. If the Japanese want to ask for this money from the county officials, it is difficult to imagine.

In the end, the three counties were lifted out of poverty, and the provinces, cities, and counties were all commended, and the province only paid one-third of the original poverty alleviation funds as patent fees to collect the taxes of the three rich lands, and they could make a lot of money from coming and going.

The Japanese have changed to asking for accounts, and they come to the prefecture every year to ask for money. Later, when the province learned that the grass chosen by the Japanese was a hybrid of a wild grass unique to this area called Wild Donkey, the county blatantly dragged it and refused to give it, and it was black.

When it comes to unreasonableness, I don't talk about it, and the people below don't pay so much attention to it.

Later, Lao Lu heard that the Japanese found a few plots of land with similar climates in South America and the United States to continue to grow their own grass, although this kind of grass in China does not have to pay patent fees, but it is a pity that such an expensive thing cannot be sold internationally, and people still have patents.

Almost after thinking about this, Lu Xiancheng had already ridden to the door of his house.

The car was handed over to his father and pushed into the courtyard, Lu Xiancheng stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the old mansion in front of him, and looked at it twice, you must know that the old mansion was sold in three years, and Lu Xiancheng never came back after the sale.

Now the appearance of the house is as in my memory, the big courtyard gate, only open the small door on the gate, the whole gate is painted with vermilion, the doorposts on both sides of the courtyard gate are wrapped with gray-white matte tiles, and the top is covered with a Chinese-style eaves to seal the red glazed tiles, which is also a common technique in the surrounding courtyards, and everyone is similar.

The courtyard gate is very large, and there is no problem with entering and exiting the small truck, and everyone usually passes through the small door and does not open the gate. Of course, there are basically no cars in and out of the family, and the opening of the door for bicycles to enter and exit is also wasted.

"Brother is back?"

Just when Lu Xiancheng wanted to sigh, a soft female voice came from the courtyard, and soon a head stretched out from the courtyard door, squeezing his eyebrows and grimacing at Lu Xiancheng's side.

This is Lu Xiancheng's sister, to be exact, cousin, Lu Muzhi.

The girl is sixteen years old this year, two years younger than Lu Xiancheng, the two live in the same courtyard almost from childhood to adulthood, plus Lu Xiancheng was not sensible before, but he bullied this sister a lot, but after all, she is a relative whose blood is thicker than water, and the brother and sister are reconciled after crying for a while.

The face of the Du Lu family is in the shape of the national character, although Sun Lu Muzhi has inherited the five views of her aunt, but this face plate is still copied from the old Lu family, so that Lu Muzhi is naturally a little manly, not that Lu Muzhi is ugly, but that this girl looks a little more neutral.

Of course, in Lao Lu's opinion, his sister is the most beautiful, and no movie star can compare.

"Brother is so dark and stupid from the sun, standing at the door like a sorghum pole," Lu Muzhi looked at Lu Xiancheng and said to the people inside.

Approaching the door, I gently pressed the little girl's head, and as soon as I entered the door, I looked up and saw the happy people in the courtyard.

Grandma stood under the eaves of the yard, looking at herself lovingly, and her mother and aunt were wearing aprons, and they looked like they had just come out of the kitchen. The second uncle was standing at the door of the hall in a police uniform, holding a cigarette in his hand, and raised his feet to the kitchen.

The whole room is Lu Xiancheng's flesh and blood relatives, such a scene in the previous life is long gone, and now he appears in front of Lu Xiancheng again, Lu Xiancheng has thanked the gods and Buddhas in his heart countless times.

"Mom, aunt" Lu Xiancheng opened his hands and hugged his mother and aunt.

The two of them had never seen Lu Xiancheng's frame, and they couldn't help but be stunned, and now they were hugged by their sons and nephews.

Zhang Caixia pushed her son away vigorously, and patted her son's body with her hand: "This kid, how can I learn this when I go out, I'm almost out of breath."

Zhang Caixia and her sister-in-law Li Fangbing were fine, but when Lu Xiancheng hugged Lu Xinghua, Lu Xinghua's face was a little exciting.

Although the old Lu family spoils Lu Xiancheng, the brothers Lu Xingguo and Lu Xinghua generally maintain a little majesty on their faces, although they are not to the point of hugging their grandchildren but not their children, but they are still a little majestic when they put on their faces.

Being hugged by his nephew like this, and he also brushed Lu Xinghua's face and became a little embarrassed, in order to hide this unaccustomation, Lu Xinghua touched his nose and said, "This child, this child!" ”。

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Lu Muzhi pointed at her father and bent over with a smile: "Brother, you hug my dad again, by the way, kiss him, Dad's expression is too exciting."

Where did Lu Xiancheng take care of this, and after hugging his uncle, he went directly to his grandmother.

Grandma was not embarrassed, and before she waited for her grandson to pick her up, she took her grandson into her arms first.

Under Lu Muzhi's gaze with a small mouth, grandma stroked the back of Lu Xiancheng's head four or five times before saying, "Ouch, hey, where is this going to college, the whole thing is sinful, look at my little grandson." You see, I didn't eat well, and the child lost a lot of weight......".

Lu Muzhi said: "Yes, grandma, the school can starve your little grandson!" ”。

"Ouch!" Before she finished speaking, the little girl received a small slap from her father on the head.

"How do you talk to grandma?"

Lu Muzhi rubbed her head and whispered: "It was originally so!" ”。

Zhang Caixia said at this time: "Okay, okay, everyone is all in the house to eat!" ”。

Hearing this, everyone walked into the hall one after another.

Lu Xiancheng naturally gently held his grandmother's arm, and the old man had to pat his grandson on the hand when he said a word, no matter what Lu Xiancheng said, he was a grandson with a look of enjoyment. As for what grandma nagged, because it was all trivial things, I don't remember it at all.

A table of eight immortals in the hall is filled with more than a dozen large and small plates, and the whole table has fish and meat, chicken and duck, which is called a hearty one.

Helping his grandmother to sit on the upper seat, Lu Xiancheng sat down directly next to him, according to the rules of his hometown, the opposite seat is second only to the main seat, and it should be reserved for his father and uncle, and the third most important thing for the chairman, he is now sitting on the lowest seat.

This is the rule of the old home!

Each has its own seat, and it has long been a habit for the family to sit where they should sit, and after sitting down, the wine is opened, and the table is soon lively.

"Military training is not bitter!" Lu Muzhi was curious about everything in college, and asked her brother next to her while picking up food.

Lu Xiancheng said: "It's really hard, our school is different from other schools, the instructors are all the top students from the army in the military academy invited, and a week is an afternoon break, just enough to wash clothes and don't even think about drying them, they are all worn on the body to dry......" While talking about military training, he stretched out his chopsticks and put a piece of chicken in his sister's bowl.

According to the memories of my previous life, my sister's favorite thing is the meat on the chicken breast. Who knew that Lu Xiancheng's action was not only for Lu Muzhi, but even the others at the table couldn't help but be stunned.

Lu Xiancheng didn't pay attention to the others, just looked at the little girl who was looking at him and asked, "Why don't you like to eat this?" ”。

The little girl put down the bowl and reached out to pinch Lu Xiancheng's face, and poked it lightly with the chopsticks in her other hand, and muttered while poking: "That's not right!" ”。

Lu Xiancheng was made to cry and laugh by his sister's actions, and reached out to pat the girl's hand: "Eat honestly!" It's okay to what I'm doing".

Lu Muzhi picked up the bowl with a confused face, and while shaving rice in her mouth, she looked at Lu Xiancheng with her eyes.

"What's wrong?".

"You used to gluttonously give me chicken nuggets, but they went around in front of my eyes twice and flashed into your mouth," Lu Muzhi replied with rice.

Belch! Lu Xiancheng can't remember this a little, now looking at this sister with the mentality of almost fifty years old, Lao Lu doesn't know that he has brought a little love for his daughter, after all, in his last life, Lao Lu was fifty years old and didn't even get a child's hair. Although the mentality is like this, Lao Lu doesn't know this, he just wants to love this sister a little more after being reborn.

You must know that my sister went to the capital to go to college in the future, and finally settled in the capital, and the brother and sister may not be able to see each other for a few years.

In fact, not only his sister, but also Lu Xiancheng, the people in this room, feel that he has to cherish it, because only when these people are together can they call one word: home!