Dingxiang County.

At dawn, the smoke gradually rises, and the figures are crowded, and the hustle and bustle enters the city.

Three neighborhoods, is a long street composed of the people's square, later the governor led the troops into Dingxiang, a large number of victims have nowhere to resettle, the government organized manpower in the original neighborhood, rebuilt, a street into three streets, according to the new household registration division, there are three streets into a square, a new square of a thousand households was born!

The victims of the Henan disaster settled here, and the governor gave everyone the livelihood they found, divided the wasteland, recruited new soldiers, entered the factory, and did business.

Anyway, the three streets are busier than the original one.

At first, the old residents of the city were very hostile to these disaster victims from other provinces, and always felt as if they had taken some advantage from them.

But then, as time passed, everyone bought and sold on the same street, or worked in a mine, entered the same workshop, divided the adjacent farmland, and communicated with each other.

Today Lao Li helped Lao Wang open the shop, tomorrow Lao Zhang helped Lao Jia repair the iron plow, the day after tomorrow everyone sat down to eat and drink and chatter, and then there was your son to grow up, my daughter was not married, and she became a family of children.

It's half a year in a flash, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and everyone really has a relationship.

In addition, the first chief, the lieutenant chief, and the team leader are constantly reconciled, and the government encourages everyone to help each other, and also helps to provide better jobs for those who are enthusiastic about helping others.

In this way, the three neighborhoods have become far more harmonious than the previous one.

Early morning.

Aunt Li went out with a water cup to pour water.

The newly repaired sewers are very convenient, and they are cleaned from time to time, and the dirty water after washing every morning is poured into the sewers.

Aunt Li is from Linxian County, Henan, with two sons and a daughter.

It was a desperate thing for the family to die, and then the fields were flooded and the houses were washed away.

Aunt Li, a woman, has no main god.

In a trance, he fled to the mountains with his three children, and later came to Shanxi by boat with his fellow villagers.

In the original thought, Aunt Li was desperate, although the three children are not young, but except for farming, there is really no way to live.

Aunt Li has thought of many ways to survive in the future, but in a foreign land, in the end, it seems that only by selling the child to someone as a servant can they survive.

But I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.

After a catastrophe, there are good days.

Aunt Li held the basin and poured water, she thought of her old man again, dead ghost, if you can last two more days, maybe you will be able to live a good life in front of you.

Next door, Sister-in-law Zhang pushed open the door and walked out.

This is a local family, and now it is a very harmonious relationship as a neighbor.

"Sister-in-law, can you help? I'll give you a hand before I let Wangcai go to work. "Sister-in-law Zhang is very enthusiastic, and it has become commonplace for neighbors to help each other.

"He's Zhang's mother, it's nothing, you hurry up and let Wangcai go to work, don't delay the time." Aunt Li waved her hand, Wangcai is the son of Sister-in-law Zhang, honest and honest, and an honest child.

"It's still your family's wealth and worry, find a good job, do a majestic inspection and be close to home, I don't want my family to raise the three for nothing!" Aunt Li looked at Wangcai who went out and said enviously.

Sister-in-law Zhang shook her head: "Aunt Li, you don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings." The eldest joined the army, and I heard that he is now a squad leader, an officer in the army, the second child follows the caravan to run business, and the youngest daughter can read and write without money. Look around, there are not many like your family, it's better to have a few more children, but it's a pity that my belly is not angry, I can only hope that my family will be prosperous and get married quickly, and give me a few more fat grandchildren. ”

"Wangcai is really the time to start a family at this age, and now he is an inspector, but he is ruthless in his envy, there are a few girls in our hometown who are matched in age, and they look good, so you don't want to follow me another day, and if you have a fancy to come directly to the door to mention a parent, won't you be able to hold your grandson sooner?"

The two women were idle all day long, and there was no one in the house, so they sat at the door early in the morning and began to chatter.

On the streets, businesses opened their doors, and the number of people gradually increased.

Every day there is a rush, and everyone's face is less sad than before.

Here, everyone has found a home.

The destination is not home, but a good day that allows you to work hard, and when you open your eyes, you can see that you can reach out and touch it.

In Dingxiang City, everyone is living better than before, and this is the destination.

There are many cities like Dingxiang City, but except for Shanxi, there are probably few that can make everyone clothed and clothed, content and peaceful.

There are also many people like Aunt Li and Sister-in-law Zhang, but this is the end of the Ming Dynasty, if there is not a figure that can hold up a piece of the sky for everyone, who can escape the attack of war, who can escape the natural disasters and destroy the world?

Everyone's thoughts are different, some people want to be the king, some people may just think that everyone can live a good life.

What Tang Xidong thinks is just to follow his heart and follow his conscience, we are a traverser, at least we can't live in vain, right?

Early July.

Binh Duong.

After being in one place for a long time, it seems that he is reluctant to move his nest.

There is a new big field in the city, from time to time some artists will perform in the field, the ticket is very fresh, everyone has to pay to watch the art, fortunately, the money is very small, so many ordinary people get off work, it is rare to rest, so they take time to see the novelty, relax and relax, and the day can also add a little color.

In the evening, today's performance is an old artist from Shaanxi, and I heard that it is still a special show.

What is the special session?

It seems to cost the same amount of money, but I can see more things.

People came early and were packed.

A large field that can hold 2,000 people, and the black pressure is full of human heads.

Lanterns are hung high, and stone benches are lined up.

The voices are noisy, the play has not yet started, and the excitement can not be stopped.

On the cantilevered corridor on the second floor, Tang Xidong and his wife and children rarely had time to cheer.

At the beginning of the show, the gong sounded, and the whole audience became quiet.

The curtain opens.

The first scene is an interesting shadow puppet show, where the Monkey King breaks the sky and makes trouble in the heavens.

Veteran craftsmen, the whole process is wonderful.

Everyone couldn't take their eyes off and applauded from time to time.

The son in his arms has been more than eight months.

I don't know if I can understand it, anyway, I'm not struggling to jump with joy.

The people around him are very fascinated by it, but Tang Xidong will always play.

At this time, Journey to the West was naturally different from later generations, because there were some things that needed to be avoided in the feudal era.

Maybe it's because the Journey to the West in later generations is too memorable, so Tang Xidong always compares, but it seems to have become a game to find differences.

The second scene is the Qin dialect, the old Qin dialect, the authentic Qin dialect, which is still different from later generations.

More heroic and desolate.

The third is the Nagabu Dojo, which is used to worship the gods, and it is very Shinto.

The last one is like a Shaanxi folk song in later generations, but at this time it is called Shaanxi Xiaoqu, and the singing is very different.

Tang Xidong looked at the figures below who were in a trance.

Seeing that everyone is satisfied, my heart is full.

He is not noble, but he comes from the afterlife, and his good life is far more than a thousand times compared to the present.

Let's not say that everyone can live a good life in the future life, at least it can be better than now, right?

Future generations, what must be left for this era?

For example, let everyone know that life can still be lived like this, and that life is not just about sunrise and sunset.

There's also something called flirtatious!