Chapter 0007: Coming Home
Qili Township is the easternmost township in Qianzhou District, and further east is the boundary of Beihu Province.
Located at the junction of Jiangzhou and Beihu, two provinces and cities, and is a mountainous area, the economic development of Qili Township is naturally not good, but the natural conditions here are quite good. First of all, the township is not small, with a population of more than 130 square kilometers and a population of more than 35,000 people, and has jurisdiction over three neighborhood committees and 14 administrative villages, as well as three market towns, which are respectively 147, 258, and 369 per month, among which the market town where the township government is located is the most prosperous, and the population of the market town is about 5,000 people.
On the afternoon of the second day after Yang Peiqi returned to Qianzhou, he got on the minibus home.
The road conditions were not very good, and the minibus traveled for more than an hour for forty kilometers. The bus crossed Baihuling, a large number of buildings have been faintly visible, and the most obvious is the two large water towers, one south and one north standing at the highest place, which is the landmark building of the two large living areas in the north and south of the Qili community, but in the eyes of Yang Peiqi at this time, there are a little more vicissitudes of life, and there is less of a little majesty in the junior high school era.
Yang Peiqi's home is in the Qili community, but it is not in the town, but less than two kilometers away from the town. Near their home, there is also a silk factory. This silk factory was originally a county-run enterprise in Qianzhou, and the factory site is also in the urban area. Eight years ago, when the company was restructured, a businessman from Jiangsu and Zhejiang bought the silk factory and moved it to the edge of Qili Township. The original site in Qianzhou City was developed into a commercial real estate.
The residential area of the new factory built by the silk factory in Qili Township is close to the old house of the Yang family. In fact, part of the land in this residential area was bought from the Yang family.
After getting off the bus in town, Yang Peiqi rented a motorcycle from a makeshift motorcycle rental shop on the street and rushed to her home.
Compared with Qili Town, the building complex of the silk factory is obviously several notches higher. As soon as he entered the factory, Yang Peiqi could feel a completely different atmosphere from the streets of Qili Town, if Qili Town gave Yang Peiqi a rural wild aunt with the flavor of the mountains, then the living area of the silk factory was a little shy little jasper, a little more soft but less wild.
The silk factory has always been a typical example of yin and yang, Yang Peiqi squinted her eyes and wandered through the flow of people, at this time it was the peak period of the day shift in the factory, a large number of female workers hurriedly walked out of the factory gate to return to the dormitory, and then brought a change of clothes to the public bath, the main road that cut the production area and the living area in half was full of people.
The vegetable market also ushered in the last wave of the day, and the aroma from the braised vegetables and cold vegetables stalls made Yang Peiqi realize that her stomach seemed to be a little deflated.
In the past six months, Yang Peiqi has been so busy in the institute that she has almost no time to go home, and she has only hurried home four or five times in the past year, and she has taken a car from Mianzhou on Friday night, and arrived in Qianzhou on Saturday morning, and she has to stay home for a day.
Skillfully riding a motorcycle to glide in the flow of people, Yang Peiqi felt the faint aroma brought by the flow of people. This is a special smell brought by the soap and shampoo mixed with body odor on countless women's bodies, and you can only enjoy this strange feeling in a unit like a silk factory filled with a large number of young unmarried women.
After all, there are not many people riding skyscrapers in the factory, and the whole factory is like a self-sufficient closed circle, except for the nearby vegetable farmers who come to the vegetable market to sell vegetables, almost all of them are well-known, even if they are newly recruited female workers, but they have established their own circle of friends in a year and a half.
And Yang Peiqi's image is obviously not very similar to the children of nearby vegetable farmers, and the children of the factory do not seem to have him, an outsider who has been out of this circle for many years.
Although it is already late autumn, the temperature in this small town surrounded by mountains is not low, the girls who love beauty are still fully showing their beautiful body curves in the air, most of the female workers are unmarried girls or young women who have just married, or long-sleeved T-shirts, or casual autumn clothes, or dresses, red orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, the colorful colors have been fully released at the moment of getting off work, and they are slender, and they also make Yang Peiqi reminisce about the feeling of a few years ago.
Some of the old brown wooden doors, with greasy kitchen windows, still have a few traces of oil smoke wafting from the original honeycomb coal, which had been changed to natural gas the year before last...... In a trance, Yang Peiqi rode a motorcycle until he rushed to the door before he woke up, slammed on the motorcycle brakes, and braked hard in front of the threshold.
"Mom! Father! I am back. β
As soon as he stepped into the door, the familiar smell made Yang Peiqi feel indescribably warm, the pot on the stove was stewed with pig's trotters, the tempting aroma made Yang Peiqi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the iron pot was frying lettuce slices, which was also Yang Peiqi's favorite.
"The third child is back?" Father's back is also a little bent, his face is facing the loess and his back is facing the sky for decades, and the family has not saved anything, but he has pulled the three children up, and Yang Peiqi is also a little sentimental.
"Xiaoqi, why did you come back now? I thought you were going to be back at noon, was there something going on in the city? Mother Chen Yixin's face is always so kind, Yang Peiqi seems to feel the warmth of going home for the first time, she used to come and go home in a hurry, there are few such feelings, and her father and mother seem to have more of a vague impression.
"Well, yes, there are some miscellaneous things that are delaying a bit." Yang Peiqi nodded and put down the bag in her hand.
"Well, you also have a lot of classmates in the city, and your father and I estimate that you will come back in the afternoon." Mother's words are always the most considerate, and she didn't ask herself why she left the research institute in Mianzhou, which made Yang Peiqi's heart warm.
"Third child, the institute is doing a good job, why don't you work there? Did you make a mistake? "Father Yan sΓΉ ground hole used to be Yang Peiqi's worst fear, but now it has lost its former power.
"It's nothing, Mianzhou is too far away from Qianzhou, and I'm not used to it. And the treatment of the institute is not very good, because there is no graduate school, it is difficult to be rated as a senior title, and there is no future......" Yang Peiqi didn't want to take this talk, but in the face of his father's caring eyes, he couldn't answer. It's just that because he offended people and was driven away by people wearing small shoes, Yang Peiqi, who is so strong, still can't say it.
seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his son's answer, but seeing that his son didn't seem to want to say more on this issue, Lao Yang Tou could only sigh and say no more. My son has grown up, and it's good to have my own ideas about doing things. Moreover, this kid in his own family has been independent since he was a child, and he has never let his parents worry about it, so he must have thought twice about making this decision.