Chapter 13: A sigh

After Ji Conan finished learning theoretical knowledge in Jiangcheng, he was divided into two groups and went to the village to implement it, and he was assigned to Shen Jing's group, led by Song San, as the team leader. Each person is given a sleeping bag and used in case they are not used to sleeping on the mattress of a farmer's or a colleague.

Shen Jing chose the orange one, and Ji Conan chose the dark green one. The captain Song Sanpi did not, because the captain was a staff member stationed in the village, and he had already prepared bedding and other daily necessities. These materials were arranged by Miss Liu and Feng Feifei, in order to give Ji Conan and their newcomers a good impression, some of them are not used to it, and using a new sleeping bag can just avoid this problem, and it happens to be in an unfamiliar environment, so it is regarded as wilderness survival or camping.

Especially Ji Conan, from the city, has no experience in rural work, and this time he went to the countryside, he must live in the housing of the project village, he is a little unaccustomed to it, and he brought a sleeping bag to avoid the psychological shadow caused by dirty, from this aspect, Feng Feifei can be regarded as doing one thing right, and there are only a handful of such things.

If you have a habit of cleanliness, you should prepare like this, so as not to affect your mood and enthusiasm for work. If you don't rest well, you won't work well. When you have a good rest, you will naturally be full of energy and enthusiasm for your work.

Song Sanpi arrived three years earlier than them, is an old employee, and has rich work experience.

Before he came to work, he liked to tinker with some things, such as digging caves to raise wild boars, raising yellow eels or something, he liked innovation, and he also called on young people working abroad to form a foundation to help young people with ambition and no money to develop their careers. Good ideas one after another, which has a lot to do with his talent and intelligence, he was born suitable to be the project leader, from the idea, planning, to the implementation rules, all of which are clearly considered. But what is the situation and how to assess it?

Due to various reasons, the small projects have been declared failures one after another, to put it simply, it is not at the right time, but it is when the money is needed, people are too lazy to take out the money, and they are afraid of the wolf and the tiger, they have no guts, and there is no good support policy, even if there is a good support policy, it is not their turn, so that the project is intermittent, people are not stupid, they do not see rabbits, they do not scatter eagles, and there is no success.

As the saying goes, failure is success, yes, Song Sanpi learned a lesson from it, and now it is his turn, with the support of the institution, he is like a tiger with wings, powerful.

Song Sanpi is a talent, he has ghost ideas. One idea after another, but unfortunately it's always anticlimactic, no way, he, and the colleagues in the back followed up to do the tail sweeping work. No matter how much you have an idea, no one will implement it, and it will not work.

A hero with three gangs, a fence with three piles, is all the same truth. Song Sanpi's faithful disciple is Song Daliang, the two have worked together for many years, not a brother is better than a brother, one has brains, the other has strength. The two work together and complement each other. Heroes also need the help of a group of difficult brothers, and safflower needs green leaves to help, all of which are the same truth. Song Daliang is talented and a loyal fan of Song Sanpi, and he is willing to go to the soup for Song Sanpi and stick a knife in both ribs. The two of them still have a tacit understanding, because they are kinship, and the person in charge of the institution is not at ease, so they did not arrange them in a project village, so as not to partner to deceive the person in charge of the institution, and they are the most worried and taboo about this.

It takes more than five hours to get from Jiangcheng to Hongshan Village. If you don't take the highway, it will take a little longer.

There is no road to go up the mountain, only to climb the mountain, relying on good legs and feet.

Ji Conan grew up in the plains, is unfamiliar with the mountain, climbing the mountain is only in the Qingming Festival when the school organizes the mountain to sweep the martyrs, that kind of climbing, more like a kind of play, there is no trace of grief at all, children can not understand the meaning of this activity at all.

Children climb the mountain, do not feel tired, after a long time of studying, eating, walking, occasionally go to the mountain to see, feel fresh; It's even more fun with the kids. The teacher's voice is not harsh in the field, but the teacher's appearance feels pitiful.

Teachers are literati, and they usually have no time to exercise, and they have heavy teaching tasks and have to take care of their families, so they have no time to exercise, and over time, their health is getting worse and worse, and it is not surprising that many teachers sacrifice on the podium.

The annual mountain climbing, participating in the martyrs' memorial sweeps, was originally a memorial activity, but by these people to make a miasma, not a system, however, as long as you go, no matter what the motive and purpose is, it is worth affirming, it is a kind of comfort to the martyrs, knowing that the blood is not in vain, there is no sacrifice in vain, today's peace, worth cherishing, work hard, live well, live every day.

Halfway up the mountain, I started to rest, my legs hurt, I was short of breath, and I was sweating profusely. This is a sign of a lack of exercise, and the villagers who pass by them are as light as swallows and walk as fast as they fly, just like walking in the kitchen and living room of their own homes. They have become accustomed to this way of traveling, and they have become natural and do not feel tired at all.

The cow grazes on the hillside, the cowbell hangs on the cow's neck, and the sound of jingle while grazing is heard.

Ji Conan asked Song Sanpi: "Brother Sanpi, why do you say that the cow has a bell around its neck?" ”

Song Sanpi replied: "I'm afraid that the cattle will get lost, the people in the mountains don't need to be present to herd the cattle, let the cattle graze freely, in case they can't find it, just follow the bell to find it, and they can find it." ”

I see! He still thought that the people in the mountains were romantic, but this practice was indeed the wisdom of the masses. It is more troublesome to find cattle, and it is not always possible to find them everywhere. If there is a bell, it is different, in which nest the cow grazes, the cow's neck moves with the head down to graze, as soon as it moves, the bell under the neck rings, and when you hear this sound, you will know where the cow is, and you can save a lot of effort and effort.

Then climb up. It took about an hour to finally climb the mountain and get to the accommodation. Most of the houses are on the side of the road, so the first row is a group of peasant households, and the second row is the second row of peasant houses. The tiles of the houses are blue, the walls are red, and the walls are mostly made of red bricks, and there are also blue bricks for embellishment. The road in front of the house is still a dirt road, with potholes, and some of the depressions have some rainwater.

After arranging the room, he and Song Sanpi lived in one room, and Shen Jing lived in one room. Put down your luggage and start cooking. Song Sanpi is very good, and the vegetables he brought from the mountain are enough to eat for a week. He planned to cook three dishes, then eat, the fuel was gas, and when the gas ran out, he would go down the mountain and wait for the car to be replaced. When the gas tank goes up and down the mountain, the villagers need to be asked to carry it, and of course the villagers must be paid, which is the rule set by the organization. There is still a greater risk of carrying a gas tank. In order to ensure the personal safety of the staff of the institution, it is better to hand over this job to them.

After the meal, Ji Conan took the initiative to wash the dishes, swept the floor quietly, cleaned up her luggage and room, and cooked because of Song Sanpi. After all this, they have a meeting and prepare for the afternoon. Each person was given a small notebook to write down the precautions for the work and the main points of the work. Siesta. In the afternoon, we visited the villagers.

When I returned to my stay at night, I was very tired, Song Sanpi made dinner, and they washed and slept after eating.

I slept until midnight when I suddenly heard a rustling movement outside. He slept in the same bed with Song Sanpi, he probed Song Sanpi with his foot, and said, "Brother Sanpi, Brother Sanpi, you listen, you listen, what's going on outside?" ”

Song Sanpi ignored him, still snoring slightly. He listened again, and the voice was still there. It's not like a mouse, it's not like a moth or anything.

Suddenly, a woman began to cry, her voice was long and short, he was in the bed, he didn't feel the heat, but he felt a chill down his spine, and he shivered.

Song Sanpi also woke up, he sat up and motioned for Ji Conan to stop talking and listen again.

The woman wept and said, not knowing what she was talking about. There was no sound of footsteps in the room, but the sound of the property guy, the sound of flipping books, and the sound of tearing paper were endless, one moment in the east, one moment in the west, he didn't dare to speak, and he held his breath, thinking to himself Is this a ghost? Maybe it's a female ghost. Why is this happening? After about half an hour, the sound gradually stopped.

He asked, "Song Sanpi, where did they live?" ”

Song Sanpi said: "When we came, the house in the village was not easy to rent, only this one was empty, the owner went out to work, this place is relatively remote, it is the cemetery of the village. Behind our house, those white things that you see during the day are tombstones, and I was afraid that you would not be able to sleep at night, so I did not answer, and since you asked now, I will tell you. Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in the world. ”

He asked rhetorically, "Are there really no ghosts?" ”

He said, "No." ”

Ji Conan is still nervous in his heart, but he is indeed not afraid of ghosts, even if he has, what can he do? He thought that he had done nothing wrong, and that he was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Moreover, he is self-righteous and self-righteous, and he is afraid of what a ghost is doing, isn't he a ghost himself?

It's strange, Shen Jing is quiet over there, could it be that she slept to death, and there was no movement at all? Or what? I don't know the reason, and I don't dare to make a noise, so let's stay up until dawn.

In the second half of the night, I fell asleep again unconsciously, and the tension in my heart still couldn't defeat the sleeping demon, and the drowsiness became thicker, and soon gained the upper hand, and it didn't take long for Ji Conan to fall asleep deeply, and he never heard a strange sound again. When a beam of sunlight shone into the room through the window, he got up, and Song Sanpi was already preparing breakfast.

After washing, after going to the toilet, I came back and saw breakfast, which was noodles, which was commendable, he loved to eat noodles the most, who let him get close to the north, and he had the living habits of northerners since he was a child? A bowl of noodles for breakfast, nothing else. Life can actually be simple, depending on how you look at it.

Northerners are rougher than southerners, and pasta is the mainstay; Southerners are more delicate, rice-based. Since childhood, the human stomach has formed a single-mindedness, only recognize the staple food, others, you can taste it, but in the end you have to return to the starting point, no matter where you go, you remember the meal made by your mother, this meal, unforgettable, after all, it is something that you have been used to, and it is difficult to change.

Just like the difference between the original partner and the third party, the relationship between a man and a third party, occasionally taste, secretly fishy, to satisfy cravings, after a long time, you will always get tired, the original match is the original match, everything is good for the original match, where does the third party come from, where to go.

The third party is the third party, and the original match is the original match, and it will not be messed up. Therefore, the third party should not be jealous of the original partner, and the original partner should not hate the third party, there is no comparison between the two.

Men have their own choices. If a woman fights for a man, it is unladylike, and the result is not very good, and maybe the consequences of a chicken and egg beating.

Women are smarter than men, but men are strong. The third party is interested in money, or houses, and their eyelids are very shallow, so the clothes and cosmetics on the street are for women.

Men don't value these, of course, the pseudo-mother will pay attention to this. Pseudo-Niang is a new thing, it has not appeared before, and there may be some men who have this complex in their hearts, that is, the conditions do not allow it, and the result is suppressed, and in the current situation, there will be some problems. Some countries have declared same-sex marriage legal, which is really worrying.

Most people are still more focused on strength. The third party can only be fresh for a while, just like milk, which cannot be left for a long time, and after a long time, it will become sour, become bad, and finally poured out. As soon as a man's freshness passes, he loses interest. Women in the world are almost the same, it is nothing more than the difference in age, the difference between menopause and menopause, men pay more attention to the eyes, and if they meet the needs of the eyes, they can meet all the needs. Men are really like this, and they can't tell why they put a sense of responsibility in their hearts. So a series of problems will come out.

Of course, other factors are also one thing, and the final outcome is the final satisfaction, but satisfaction is only for a while, and once time passes, everything becomes old, and you want to relive the old dream, unless there is an afterlife. The afterlife is indeed an ethereal thing, which may confuse many people. Living unhappily in this life and pinning hope on the next life is illusory, and no one wants to toss like this.

Shen Jing is from Kyoto, and of course she has no aversion to eating noodles. Very happy, eat not particularly particular, eat everything, it is possible to be round, maintain unity with people, be able to get along with each other, everyone is satisfied. He asked her, "Did you hear anything last night?" ”

She was stunned, blinked, her eyelashes flickered, not fake, her small mouth was open and couldn't be closed, and he looked at her too.

She said, "No! ”

He said: "I didn't forget it, I will be vigilant in the future, and when I get to the cemetery, I will sleep so dead." I didn't even know if I was captured by a ghost. ”

Shen Jing let out an "ah", not like a lark, very much like a crow's voice, she asked, "Really?" Are you telling the truth? ”

Ji Conan said: "You ask Brother Sanpi. Ji Conan was too lazy to continue to talk to her, asking knowingly, and even knowing that she deliberately snorted, which made people uncomfortable to listen to, she still thought she was cute.

Song Sanpi pointed to the cemetery outside the window and said, "The cemetery in the village, Nuo, is there!" ”

Shen Jing looked in the direction of Brother Bo's finger and suddenly fainted.