A few days later, Liu Guodong made an iron bucket, hung it on the bend beam of the Najialing motorcycle, and drove to Dagouya Village abruptly.

The mountain road here is really difficult to walk, the body hangs on the motorcycle and is very bumpy, Liu Guoqiang sits in the back seat, tightly stepping on the handle of the car body, but still can't stop the bucket from bumping high.

It was a weekend, Liu Guoqing was resting, and he pestered Liu Guodong to come with him, saying that he had never ridden a motorcycle when he was so old!

Originally, Liu Guodong asked him to sit in the back seat, but the back seat was a little softer. But Liu Guoqiang snatched the back seat stiffly, saying that Liu Guoqing was still young and had to learn to respect his elders, so he threw him into the car.

Liu Guoqing squatted in the bucket, grabbing the edge of the bucket with both hands, and when he was bumped, the whole person jumped three feet high, and he felt that his stomach was about to be turned upside down.

Sometimes I didn't grasp it, and I would accidentally squat on my ass, and that meal was really not comfortable.

"Big brother, you can't be in the wrong place, are you? Why is there such a village? Liu Guoqiang complained all the way.

Liu Guodong scolded: "As far as you talk a lot, the third child is the most powerful in the back, and he doesn't talk as much as you." ”

In one sentence, Liu Guoqiang was blocked and didn't know what to say, so he could only sit obediently in the back and let Liu Guodong drive the car in the direction he was going.

When I entered the mountain, the mountain was twisted and turned. It's sparsely populated, and it's hard to ask.

Finally found Dagou Cliff Village, Liu Guodong began to ask the person named Wang Buckle again.

This village is in a ravine, relatively isolated, and not many people have seen the world, and a motorcycle has become a new thing seen in the village for the first time.

Transport, they have seen tractors before, but when they talked about buying fruits, the tractors stopped at the foot of the mountain, and they really couldn't drive them. But it was only seen from a distance, and only a few people followed down the mountain to see the real appearance of the tractor with their own eyes.

And now, it is the first time that such a vehicle has entered their village, and adults and children are not to mention how excited.

At this time, Liu Guoqiang and the others were all surrounded by the villagers.

Wang buckled away from the crowd, entered the middle, and stood in front of Liu Guodong, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, remembered it in an instant, and quickly held Liu Guodong's hand: "Oops! Comrade, it's you! ”

"Yes! Uncle, do you remember me? ”

"Remember, remember, of course remember!" Wang buckled and responded excitedly: "You helped me so much at that time, how could I forget you!" He looked back at the car next to Liu Guodong, and said in surprise to Liu Guodong: "...... you came this time?"

"I'm here to ask you for fruit." Liu Guodong responded: "Uncle, look at what fruits are still in your orchard?" ”

"Yes, this season is the most apples, pears, and some dates. How much do you want? Wang Buckle was a little trembling when he spoke excitedly at this time.

At that time, on the train, Liu Guodong helped him so much, and he was already very grateful. I thought that he would come to him to collect the fruit, but it was just a smooth sentence, but I didn't expect that he really came today. This proves that their village really hopes for hope.

Such a large mountain, such a large orchard, but every year, except for the food shared by each family, the rest is wasted in the orchard. It is said that farmers are hard workers, but for fruit farmers, the same is true. Everyone worked hard to plant, but in the end, it turned into a pile of waste, who doesn't feel distressed? It was a bloody pain.

Liu Guodong turned his head to look at his car bucket, and said to Wang: "Uncle, then you see how much my car bucket can load, then how much it can be loaded!" ”

"Oops! Oh, folks, let's see, we've met a Bodhisattva! Wang buckled and turned to shout to the villagers, and for a moment he was so excited that tears flowed down his eyes.

The villagers were a little ignorant when they heard it, and they didn't seem to have reacted yet, so they all looked at Wang in a daze.

Seeing that everyone did not react, Wang Kouzhu shouted excitedly: "Folks, are you stupid? Comrade Liu came to us to collect the fruit and help us solve the problem of the retention of the fruit! I'm here to send us money! ”

After listening to Wang's words, everyone reacted and asked one after another.

"Hold on uncle, what you said is true?"

"Oh, is this really here to harvest our fruit?"

"Hold on! Does this mean that our fruit no longer has to rot in the orchard? ”

"Not only is it not rotten, but it can also be exchanged for money?"

One sentence after another, the king who asked didn't know where to start for a while, and when everyone was talking, the village party secretary hurried over after hearing the news.

"Let it go, let it go!" When he heard about this incident that day, the village party secretary was also excited, and his hands began to tremble. He pushed through the crowd and stood in the center.

When Wang saw the branch secretary, he hurriedly pulled him over and said to Liu Guodong: "Comrade Liu, this is the branch secretary of our village. ”

Wang buckled and turned his head again, and said to the branch secretary: "Branch secretary, this is Comrade Liu, who came to our village to collect fruits." ”

The branch secretary stepped forward with trembling hands and held Liu Guodong's hand tightly: "Comrade, hello, hello!" ”

"Hello, branch secretary!" Liu Guodong also responded politely.

"Comrade, are you really here to harvest the fruit?"

"Yes."

"Come on, come on, hold on, don't let other guests stand here, quick, let's find a place to sit." The branch secretary said.

"If you don't dislike it, go to my house!" Wang said.

"Where is there anything that is not disliked." Liu Guodong responded.

Then the group followed them to the house where the king was staying. The villagers in the village are really poor, and it is really not too much to describe it as a family with four walls. From house to house, there are adobe houses, the roofs are all thatched, some of the roofs are leaky, the walls are very low, some are fenced, and the gates are dilapidated.

Looking at the past all the way, basically no one is complete, and the level of poverty is really unimaginable for Liu Guodong.

Liu Guodong felt a sour feeling in his heart, their lives are getting better and better, but some people are trapped in an unchangeable poor environment, and no one is willing to find these troublesome things to solve their difficulties and add to their own blockages.

Liu Guodong is not a saint, naturally, while he wants to help people, he also thinks about making money. People are selfish, not to mention that he does not have the capital to do good deeds without asking for returns.

But now looking at these people, the homes where these people live, his heart is really indescribably sad.