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Just when everyone in the Chen family was gearing up to try, in early February, several messages came on the radio.

One is that starting from this year, there will be no longer going to the countryside, and young people who originally went to the countryside can return to the city if they meet the conditions.

So, just a few days after the Spring Festival of '79, the young people who went to the countryside all over the country poured back to the city where they originally lived like a tide.

At the beginning, they went to the countryside to solve the problem of surplus labor in the city, and now these 6.7 million troops returning to the city are swarming back to the original city.

Many people have not been able to find jobs when they return, many more are unemployed, and some small riots have occurred from time to time.

In view of this situation, the higher authorities issued a series of documents in February.

According to the needs of the market and with the permission of the relevant departments, all localities may approve some idle laborers with official household registration to engage in repair, service, and handicraft self-employment.

As soon as this news came out, Jia and the others were overjoyed, and they finally waited.

This time, they don't need to have any ideological burden, they can go through the procedures normally when they go back, and their barbecue restaurant should be able to open smoothly.

Of course, this is only the spirit of the superiors, and the time to implement it varies from place to place.

But either way, it's a good start and proves that their ideas are not wrong.

Jia and Jia Sheng were a little impatient to go back to the capital, and after Qiao Lian discussed with Qu Weiyang, they decided to leave home on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

Go back to Qingshangou to live for two or three days, and then Qiaolian will follow to the capital, and Qu Weiyang will go home.

When this family goes out, adults can say that the little babies are more troublesome, but they can't help but take it, and there is no one to take care of it at home.

So after setting the date, Qiaolian and Meilin Yushu were busy, preparing for the little babies to go out to eat.

Waiting for everything to be prepared, Jia Kang Meilin and Qu Weiyang both asked for a long vacation with the unit.

Just after the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, on the morning of the sixteenth day of the first month, everyone took a bus to the Xianren Bridge, and took the train from the Xianren Bridge to Tonghua.

Tonghua stayed for one night, and the next day took a bus to Huanren, from Huanren to Qingshangou, which was closer than Kuandian, which was still Qu Weiyang when they went home that time, and found it more convenient to go this way.

Huan Ren stayed for one night, and on the third day, he took a car from Huan Ren to Qingshangou. It's easy to talk about it when you get to Qingshangou, and you can go back to Yingkuangzi while walking.

On the eighteenth day of the first month, on the 14th day of February in the Gregorian calendar, the solar term on this side of Qingshangou is more than half a month earlier than Fusong, so the weather here is not bad.

The snow on the mountain is gone, the Xiaoya River has thawed, and the river is roaring, singing cheerful tunes all the way east.

The trees on the mountain have not yet sprouted, and the weeds on the roadside have not yet germinated.

There is no situation where the flowers are red willows, green birds, and flowers, the little babies are a little lost, and after tossing for so long, it is really not interesting to come and see this bare mountain.

Qu Weiyang was quite happy, he had been looking forward to coming back to see it.

Last time, I sent Jiajun to Fengcheng, and when I came back, I passed by and took a look, but because of the Jiang family, he and Jiakang didn't dare to stay for a long time, and left overnight.

Now I don't know what the situation is in the village, I don't know how the old neighbors are doing, and I don't know if the old cemetery of the Qu family has been destroyed in those years?

"Jiajun Jiahe, you two probably don't remember at all, when you came back with you that year, you were just over a year old, and in a blink of an eye, you are almost thirty."

Qu Weiyang sighed as he walked.

Five or three years ago, they came back with their children, and now it has been seven or nine years, and twenty-six years have passed, and I feel that Qingshangou is still the same as it was at the beginning, and it seems that there has been no change at all.

"This river is the Xiaoya River, I used to play in this river all day long when I was a child, catching fish and touching shrimp, and sometimes I went to the Daya River to watch people fry fish with explosives.

Oh, you haven't seen that scene, there are many fish bosses in the Daya River, and there are many of them, and you can blow up the old fish with one shot.

The biggest one, I'm the one who carries it, and both ends have to hang on the ground. Qu Weiyang remembered those interesting stories from his childhood.

"At that time, when I bought fish, I rarely bought one, and it was all cut off one by one.

There is oil on the fish, and when you fry the fish, how much oil is put in the pan, and when you finish frying the fish, it is still that oil.

When we were kids, we really didn't eat a lot of fish. It's a pity that the fish is always fried like this, and there are fewer and fewer fish. ”

"I remember one year, I went to see people fried fish.

Obviously, I saw that the man was holding a bundle of explosives and lit it, but he just didn't throw it out, but the explosives exploded in his hand, and the man was killed at that time.

Originally, the big fish in the river were going upstream to bite the flood, but when the cannon sounded, those fish turned over and sank to the bottom of the water, and they were no longer visible. ”

"Our elders here say that it was the fish bombers who alarmed the river god, so the dynamite blew himself up.

Since then, there has been no scene of big fish biting floods in schools in the Daya River. ”

Speaking of these, Qu Weiyang has some regrets, such a grand scene will never be seen again, which is really a big pity.

Originally, the little babies had been in the car for a few days, and they had to get out of the car and walk a long way, and they all felt that it was not interesting.

As a result, when I listened to my grandfather's story, they all widened their eyes and listened attentively.

When Qu Weiyang finished speaking, the children were still unsatisfied, so they urged Qu Weiyang to speak again. "Grandpa, grandpa, can you talk about one more, one more?"

Seeing that the children were so happy, Qu Weiyang immediately smiled, "Okay, then let's talk about one more, what to talk about?" Let me tell you about the Hanging Water Lake.

In our Qingshangou, there is a place called Hanging Water Lake.

There is a big stone stone on the side of the hanging water lake, the stone stone is high, there is a waterfall on the top, the waterfall water is particularly large, and the lake at the bottom is the water washed down by the waterfall. ”

"In the past, people said that there were spirits living in the Hanging Water Lake, which may be old turtle spirits or cricket spirits.

Anyway, I heard the old man say that someone once saw a big pincer of a cricket by the hanging water lake, which may have faded from the shell.

Oh, that tongs are so big, they can hold two buckets of millet in them. ”

"There are a lot of old turtles in the lake, and when the weather is good, you will see a lot of old turtles on the shore.

In the past, when there was a drought, people would go to the Hanging Water Lake to ask for rain, take the offerings all the way to worship, go to the lake and put the incense on the incense, and then grab a small turtle the size of a copper coin from the lake and put it in a vase and go back.

When I first left, there was a cloud the size of a small turtle in the sky, and when I walked out of a mile or two, the cloud was the size of a millstone.

Before I could get home, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was really raining. ”

"The rain fell unhurriedly for two or three days, and when the weather cleared, the villagers carried the vase and sent the little turtle back."

Qu Weiyang watched the children listen attentively, and couldn't help laughing, these are all stories that his grandfather told him when he was a child, and now he is coaxing his grandchildren.