The third and fourth districts are the roots of the Wu family.

Because there was a second master of Wu back then, the people in the fourth district claimed to be the authentic Wu family.

But the Wu family ancestral hall is obviously in the third district, and the Wu family in the fourth district is angry, and the former residence of the second master Wu is located in Xuetangling, which is also called the Wu family ancestral hall.

After liberation, in the era of breaking the four olds, the children and grandchildren of the second master were eager to get rid of the hat of the landlord and rich peasant on their bodies, how could they dare to mention any ancestral hall?

On the side of Xuetangling, it later became Tangfang Middle School, and there is no longer a Wujia ancestral hall.

On the contrary, the Wu family here in the third district was retained because of hardship.

It is said that there were two families surnamed Wu who lived in the ancestral hall, but in fact, they only lived on the surface, secretly lived in other places, and came to clean at any time during the day.

The simple villagers don't understand the truth, and their worship of the prince of heaven and earth is engraved in their bones.

However, the two families are withering day by day, and today there is no trace of them, some died of violent illness, and some did not have a boy or girl in the family to marry out and become other family members.

Some people say that the children of these two families are ignorant and pee on the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall.

Wushan scoffed at this, which is pure nonsense.

It's just that the place is too shady, and middle-aged men get sick after living for a long time, not to mention people who are not in good health.

It has been a few years since the old man Wu Yuanshan died, and now the person guarding the ancestral hall has been replaced by his son Wu Tianxiang.

Compared with his father, this person has a little more taste of fairy wind bones, and he is a Taoist priest who is alive.

Although Wu Tianxiang did not become a monk, he never married. The yang essence is not discharged, and he looks childish and energetic.

There are two dams in the third district. The largest is the upper, middle and lower dams of the three dams of Yangqiao, and to the east, it is the Tanjia Dam that was originally called Tanjia and changed to Fengling.

For Yangqiao Dam, Wushan can walk with his eyes closed, but he is not very familiar with the Tanjia Dam above, so he drove here.

Fengling Town has several townships, and Longwang Township is one of them. Silent township government. There was no one today, and it was probably the weekend, so they all went home.

Put the car in the yard. He walked out under the admiring gaze of the doorman.

The dragon is supreme in the hearts of the descendants of Yan and Huang, and we all say that we are the descendants of the dragon.

In the land of China, there are places with dragons as the place name everywhere.

In the Shangsulphur District, to the east is Longwang Township. Below is the village of Ryuo. Later, it was changed to Longping Village, and there was a second dragon temple in the middle.

In Longwang Township, in addition to the title of Dragon King, there is also the Nine Dragons Temple on the way, and the Taoist Temple has long been restored.

There is also Longwang Village in Longwang Township, and Wushan walks around.

In the countryside in late autumn, the crops in the fields have long been put into the warehouse, and there are only a few red fields in the sparse pull. There are also some green and yellow red leaves hanging in the ground.

A few more days, a little frost. It's time for the leaves to turn yellow.

There are still people working in the ground, and Wushan's eyesight is good, and he can see that they are all old people.

Someone is wielding a sickle and chopping corn stalks. There are also people who carry hoes and dig red roots in the ground.

After the autumn tiger rage, the leaves on the top have long since dried up, and the leaves fall down in the process of chopping.

Walking casually to a cornfield, he shouted to the old farmer, "Old man, these corn stalks are cut down and burned with fire dung, right?" ”

"What do you say?" The steaming old man stopped his scythe.

"What did I say these bud stalks are cut down for?" Wu Shan approached and handed over a cigarette.

Wuxian County has a cigarette factory, and the small Three Gorges brand cigarettes produced have been exported to the whole country.

However, the Jin Xiaosanxia in his hand is not something that ordinary people can buy.

The old man sat on the ridge, took out a match from his trouser pocket, and struck it several times without ignition, probably soaked with sweat.

Taking Wushan's lighter, he skillfully lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff.

"In the old days, our bud poles were good stuff." He pinched out the cigarette butt, took out the leaf cigarette from his pocket, and passed it neatly, tying a short cigarette pouch around the neckline.

"Don't talk about corn stalks, it's just the short corn stubble left in the field, which is also the favorite thing that children dig up to make a fuel roast."

As he spoke, he had already lit a dry cigarette and smoked it with a click.

"Corn stalks, we used to burn fire dung. If you can't use it up, boil hemp candy and burn it. It is a good fertilizer to use a guillotine to cut into a small section and put it in the pigsty and cattle pen. ”

"What is the old man's surname?" Wu Shan nodded silently.

The times are developing, and the fuel that was once used to bake the fire has long been abandoned by the peasants and replaced by briquettes, and some wealthy peasants simply use electric stoves to bake the fire.

"Free of noble, cheap surname Chen, big name Chen Yonggui." He smiled innocently: "I don't know what your surname is, comrade work?" ”

Chen Yonggui? Wushan couldn't help but be dumbfounded, wasn't the person who became the vice premier of the country directly from a brigade secretary also with this name?

"Huh? My surname is Wu. He also smiled kindly: "Why don't the farmers here farm much?" Along the way, it seems that a lot of land is barren. ”

"Those who enter the factory enter the factory, and those who do business do business." Chen Yonggui sighed and said with a wry smile: "Only those of us who are old and uneducated only dig mud and carry soil at home. ”

"Old man Chen, your cultural skills are still quite good," Wu Shan waved his hand: "In the era of reform and opening up, don't always hold the cautious mind of the past." ”

When Taizu was alive, he held night schools for a period of time, and many peasants still learned a lot of culture in a solid manner.

"The great man once said: No matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, the one that can catch a mouse is a good cat."

In other words, people in the city can do business, and so can people in the countryside. I heard that the vegetables in Wu County have to be brought in from other counties over the years, isn't this also the same business? ”

"Can melon side dishes be sold for money?" Chen Yonggui's eyes widened, scratched his scalp, and said embarrassedly: "Comrade Wu, I'm afraid that the policy will change every three days and every five days. ”

"We used to sing: The sea sails by the helmsman. The first thing our Chairman Shang Kun did during those turbulent years was to maintain the stability of the country. ”

And the common people, don't be reasonable, but they believe in the leaders of the country. Wu Shan fortunately carried Chairman Shang Kun out, and his words were as heavy as Taizu in the old man's mind.

"Comrade Wu, you mean to say. Will the country's policy not change in the future? Chen Yonggui listened stupidly, and the dry smoke was about to go out.

"Change, it must change, but the premise of change is to change for the better." Wu Shan patiently explained: "And it must be stipulated in the form of law." ”

The old man stopped talking, nodded as if he didn't understand, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes.

"Comrade Wu, we haven't had a working comrade here for a long time." Long. He stood up: "The old man doesn't cut the bud grain pole today, I don't know if you want to have a few drinks with the old man." ”

"Haha, is there any bacon from last year?" Wu Shan said humorously: "I'm afraid of disturbing you too much." ”

"Hey. My wife and I are the only ones at home, and our children have already gone out to work. Chen Yonggui was as happy as a child, and threw the sickle into the ground: "Go, you're welcome." ”

Rural architectural style. It's a big change from the past.

Slightly more powerful peasants. I have long said goodbye to the rustic tiled house and lived in a red brick house.

If you don't look good at red, you can also smear a layer of lime on it, which looks white and flowery, and it is indeed a lot more beautiful.

"This is my eldest son's house, this is my brother's house, he has a son, and the rest of the daughters are all married."

Along. Chen Yonggui was very excited, pointing at the three white houses side by side.

"Brother. Don't make dinner today. From afar, he shouted to the middle house: "Comrade Wu has come to my house today." ”

The sound was loud, and it is estimated that he did it on purpose.

The Wu family is amazing, and anyone who has a relationship with the Wu family feels that there is light on their faces.

"Yes," said an old man with gray hair, coming out of the hall, "will you eat at our house?" ”

"This is my eldest brother Chen Yongfu," Chen Yonggui introduced, and shouted in a high octave: "Then why bother? The wild boar leg that your eldest nephew brought last time has not been gotten yet. ”

A house in rural Wuxian County with no yard. A mud or cement dam is used as a barn yard.

Three children were playing in the mud in the dam of Chen Yonggui's house, and from time to time there was a bang, and the children who threw the mud cannon would jump up and cheer.

"This is my eldest son's girl, this is my eldest daughter's girl, that's my eldest brother's grandson." His mouth was non-stop, and his face was always red.

Wushan has an eye, and when he saw that there were ruins behind the three houses, it should be their old house.

Chen Yongfu is a carpenter, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, using a sharp knife to cut half a finger-wide piece of bamboo, shaving off the layer near the heart of the bamboo, meticulously brushing the bamboo.

Once upon a time, in the countryside with bamboo in the south, all used bamboo brushes to brush pots, while in the north, brushes made of sorghum were used.

In the city, steel wool balls have long replaced these two things.

In the countryside of Wuxian County, bamboo and bamboo pulps are still used.

"Old man, how many brushes can you make every day?" Chen Yonggui went in Zhang Luo and was busy in the kitchen with his wife, and Wushan couldn't help but provoke the conversation.

"Not now, my hands and feet are not as fast as before." Chen Yongfu put down the knife: "There are only eight or ten knives a day." ”

Perhaps he was overworked in his youth, but he looked very old, at least fifteen years older than his brother.

"Do you want money to buy bamboo?" Wushan is a little curious, there is no bamboo forest around.

"There are bamboo forests next to the mountains, and they used to be treasures, but now no one uses them." Chen Yongfu said with a smile: "I don't steal again, and no one will say anything about me if I cut it openly." ”

His fingers pointed around: "There are the most bamboos in Xiaowan, when Yang Tianhai was alive, he often picked up those dried bamboos and burned them for fire, and no one fought with me for bamboo when he died." ”

"Actually, it's not a fight," he quickly explained: "Yang Tianhai uses dried bamboo, and only in autumn and winter, I use live bamboo." ”

"I heard your brother say just now that the work comrades haven't been to the countryside for a long time, what's the matter?" Wushan hasn't forgotten this sentence.

"They are all staring at big projects and big business, who cares about things in the countryside." Chen Yongfu was suddenly full of vigilance: "Don't say these words, otherwise others will be dissatisfied with me." ”

Wu Shan shook his head and did not speak.

The rural areas of Wuxian County must be set up, and the barren farmland must be utilized, and the farms of Soviet Russia may be a road. (To be continued......)