Red Cloud climbed up from the Niangniang River, pulled up her wet hair high, and the girl's refreshing body floated like a fairy to the north bank of the river. In front of the 740-year-old ancestral tree, she saw her father Hong Zhongzheng arguing with a foreigner for something, and the tree was leaning on the old beauty Hongguo of Juguan Village.

Lao Hong, don't hesitate, how about giving you 200,000? 200,000 yuan to buy a broken jujube tree that is about to die, this kind of thing is only willing to do it if I am a fool!

Not for sale, this is a treasure left by my ancestors!

Baby? You won't take advantage either. Why don't you sell it to me, cut it down with the roots of the tree, and you can grow crops here!" You say, how about I add another 100,000 yuan?

Okay, that's it! At this time, Hongguo, who was leaning on the tree, spoke, she stopped Hong Zhong, who still wanted to stalk her neck, and said to the stranger, you go and prepare money, Sister-in-law Hong is waiting for money to treat her illness, Hongyun, this kid is doing his homework well, and he is worried about tuition fees when he is admitted to college!

Hongyun glanced at Hongguo. My heart said that I would get in the way of your when I was admitted to college! You are still not married in your 40s, and you revolve around my father every day, wishing that my mother would die and marry into our family quickly, what kind of mercy do you pretend to be in front of outsiders? Don't want to sell the tree for half the money?

Hongyun quietly followed the stranger named Wen Fool to the credit union, pulled him aside and asked, Uncle, you are so stupid, why do you pay such a big price?

Wen fool laughed, girl, I'm not stupid! I get this tree back and use its scion to graft a winter jujube forest, won't all the jujube trees become treasures and can be sold for 300,000 yuan?

Red Cloud understands. Hongyun, who understood, turned around and ran towards the township government. In the sun, her freshly bathed figure was no longer fairy-like, but turned into a wisp of wind. The long hair that was pulled up high fluttered into a black flag.

It happened 10 years ago. The result of Hongyun's visit to the township government was: the township chief brought people here. Hong Zhong's tree was not sold. Hongyun's mother died of illness soon after. Hongguo got her wish and replaced Hongyun Niang. Hongyun's tuition fees for university are partly provided by the township government, and partly by working in Zhongguancun by himself.

When Hongyun was in his senior year, he suddenly received a remittance and a box of winter dates from Juguan Village. It was sent by the red fruit. Hongyun also received separate letters from Hongguo and Hong Zhong. Hongguo's letter said, Hongyun, thanks to your complaint, our ancestral tree can be preserved, and the 198 precious winter jujube trees in our village can be preserved. Nowadays, the township and city advocate the planting of jujube, our family has grafted their own jujube orchard, our village has a large jujube forest, and our township has hundreds of thousands of acres of winter jujube production base. This year's harvest of winter dates has been sold for 50,000 catties, and I will send you 10,000 yuan, so you can buy a laptop computer yourself! Hong Gang's letter said, Hongyun, you misunderstood Hongguo before, she is actually a good woman. She was kind to me but didn't want to break up me and your mother, she really wanted to use the money from the sale of trees to cure your mother's illness. In the past few years, she and I have been desperately waiting for the tree and the winter dates, just to have the money to send you to study abroad, and also let our date township be in line with the world! You taste the winter jujube grafted from the ancestral tree, her skin is thin and the flesh is tender, crispy and sweet, and the entrance is desired, which is a fairy product that the emperor can enjoy in the past! Besides, you go back to your hometown to take a look, on the bank of the Niangniang River where you bathe, our winter jujube garden is already blue!

Hongyun read the letter, reading his father's description of winter dates from an old high school student. Then I ate a winter date and cried sweetly.

After crying, Hongyun went back to Juguan Village. At that time, the water of the Niangniang River was already very cold. But Hongyun still threw himself naked into the arms of the Mother River. She took a sip of river water, ate a winter date, and crackled and swam for a while, the autumn water was clear, reflecting the jujube forest. Hongyun feels that she is a mermaid, no, an elf in the jujube forest, swimming in the feelings of her hometown.

Hongyun helped Hongguo and her father build the first food processing company in the village. He also took out a loan to invest in a large cold storage in Beijing. The winter dates of the whole village were gathered in Beijing at once. Through the relationship of a classmate of Beijing Institute of Aeronautics, the winter dates were introduced to Air China, and the winter dates were sent to the blue sky and all over the world as a side food.

After graduating from Hongyun's graduate school, he was assigned to the Ministry of Commerce and Trade. She took the lead in holding the first Winter Jujube Festival in the Great Hall of the People. The township mayor and the current mayor sent a red letter of appointment and a bonus of 100,000 yuan to Hongyun. Hongyun accepted the offer to hire her as the city's economic adviser, but returned the bonus. Hongyun said, Mayor, use this money to hold a winter jujube technology training class! I just want to have two winter jujube trees from my hometown, and I want to plant them in my heart forever!

In September 2007, Hongyun went to Canada for work. Before leaving, she returned to Juguan Village. On the banks of the Niangniang River, Hongguo and Hong Zhong dug two grafted winter jujube trees under the ancestral tree that was almost sold. At the tree donation ceremony, the mayor solemnly delivered the winter jujube tree wrapped in colorful silk to Hongyun's hands. Through the colorful silk, the red cloud followed the mayor's gaze to the vast winter jujube forest. There, strings of ripe winter dates, Qiongzhu gold and jade, red to the far sky.

Soon, Hongyun planted the two winter jujube seedlings in Canada. She gave the winter jujube tree that was about to grow and bear fruit a simple and beautiful name - homesickness red.