Chapter 10: Toshihiko Muraaka (4)

"Tianwazi, your idea, Grandpa thought about it carefully, and felt that the previous aspect is very in line with the reality of our village, and you can let it go. Speaking of the market...... What is the aspect of information, grandpa has been living in seclusion for many years, and the information is quite closed! Do what you think is possible. After listening to Long Zhaotian's idea, Long Henian stroked his beard, looked at him deeply, and said, "Our village is rich in hydraulic resources, make good use of it to build a hydroelectric power station, and then buy a crusher to replace artificial crushing, save labor, improve efficiency, and generate electricity for the whole village to shine in the shade, killing multiple birds with one stone, and truly benefiting the township." ”

Long Zhaotian secretly wondered why he hadn't thought of what his grandfather had said. Electricity has long been provided outside the mountain, feed has long been produced with feed machinery, and cities and villages have long replaced kerosene lamps with electric lamps. Am I unresponsive? But he thought about it, after all, his grandfather was born as a Jinshi in the late Qing Dynasty, and he was a second-class official in the court, so how could he compare with his grandfather.

"With a lot of experience, a wide range of knowledge, and a discerning eye, the response is quick." Long Henian seemed to have insight into Long Zhaotian's thoughts.

"Yes, yes, yes." Long Zhaotian said with admiration.

"Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the custom, the babies take the laisee and go all over the village and alleys, go, no need to accompany the old people at home, the baby has a baby world." Long Henian waved his hand, "Go ahead." ”

"Hmm." Long Zhaotian hesitated and walked out of the door.

At night in Fengshan Village in the Chinese New Year's Eve, every household is filled with smoke, stewed fish, stewed chicken, fried snow peas, and fried sauerkraut...... The whole village wafts with the fragrant smell of the New Year.

Every house is lit up, and a group of children in new clothes are chasing after him.

Looking at this group of children, he remembered the scene of playing with Wang Ergou, Shi Chizai, Long Xiaolan, and Long Xiaohua in his childhood-

Since the year when he was three years old, every Chinese New Year's Eve, after eating Chinese New Year's Eve, after taking the lai shi given by his father and his mother, he wore the new clothes that his mother had sewn for him a long time ago, and when he went out, his mother always had to nag a few words: "God, be careful not to stain your new clothes, let alone pick up firecrackers to burn, remember?" ”

He always said obediently: "A-Niang, remember." But as soon as he jumped out, he took what his mother said as the wind in his ears, and gathered with Wang Ergou's childhood friends who were waiting for him at the door of his house, and the village was full of display, Long Xiaolan and Long Xiaofeng handed the cannon they picked up to Wang Ergou.

He always volunteered, snatched the cannon in Wang Ergou's hand, took out a match from the bag, drew one against the cannon medicine and ignited the fire, and threw it forward, the cannon "crackled the horn" sounded, looking at Long Xiaolan and Long Xiaofeng who were afraid of covering their ears, he was excited to dance, that look, like a warrior.

The night in the mountain village is almost always foggy, and the damp mud and dust splash on their new clothes, they completely ignore it, running, giggling, mixed with the sound of firecrackers, and the year is just like this.

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Since he went to study at Gaode Normal School, he has never been able to wear the new clothes sewn by his mother, and he has never gotten together with his childhood friends in the village to run crazy for the New Year.

"Husband, isn't that Brother Tian?" Suddenly, a female voice came from behind Long Zhaotian.

Long Zhaotian turned around, and under the moonlight, he saw Wang Ergou and Long Xiaofeng walking towards him with a child about two years old.

He touched his head, only to find that with the group of children coming to the hall, they had also been standing for a long time, and their hair was wet with the night mist.

"Ah, just now I was thinking about the scene of Chinese New Year's Eve night with my friends when I was a child, picking up cannons in front of every house, burning cannons, and running all over the village. Long Zhaotian looked at them infinitely deeply, and slowly turned to the girl beside them, "This is?" ”

Wang Ergou patted Long Zhaotian's shoulder with a big grin, "It's me and Ah Feng's daughter!" ”

Long Xiaofeng hugged her daughter and said, "I will be almost three years old after the New Year, Xiaoying, call Brother Tian." ”

Long Zhaotian looked at Xiaoying's template printed out like Long Xiaofeng's childhood, and said with emotion: "Why is it so similar, Ah Feng!" ”

"Xiaoying was born by Ah Feng, it must be like that! Ah Tian, when will I marry Xiaolan, the village flower, and add another village flower to my village! Wang Ergou turned the topic to Long Zhaotian.

"When I had the New Year's dinner just now, my grandfather and the old couple still talked about it. As soon as your brother met, he also asked about this worry? Long Zhaotian spread his hands, "Xiaolan's mother has always opposed this family business, and I'm worried about it." ”

"Brother Tian, you gather here first, and I'll go and ask Xiaolan out." Long Zhaotian was about to dissuade him, but Long Xiaofeng had already left with his daughter.

Long Zhaotian looked at the back of her mother and daughter, remembered that Wang Ergou came back with his mother, and didn't have time to thank him in person, so solemnly, he said: "Brother, thank you very much for carrying my mother home from the mountain that day. After saying that, he bowed his head and bowed.

Wang Ergou hurriedly helped Long Zhaotian up, "Brother, your mother is my mother, why are you polite to me?" Don't take it personally. ”

Long Zhaotian said gratefully: "Brother to brother, such a great kindness, teach me how not to take it to heart." I would be deeply disturbed if I did not speak my heart to your face. I just want to meet you during the Spring Festival and thank you in person. ”

"Look, here we go again. Ah Tian, are you really not going to leave when you come back this time, and lead your brother to create a great cause? Wang Ergou looked at him with concern and asked.

"It's been three years." Long Zhaotian looked at the village without electric lights, and changed his words and told him what he had just discussed with his grandfather.

Wang Ergou slapped his thigh and said excitedly; "If what is said can be done, our village will have a lot of time, and the sesame seeds will bloom brightly!"

"I want to do it after the New Year, you are first responsible for the preparation of the power station, feed processing, Aguang is responsible for the production management of the chicken farm, and I went outside to implement the signing of the purchase and sales contract and the opening of the store department......

Long Zhaotian was saying, Long Xiaofeng came back.

Wang Ergou didn't see Long Xiaolan, and asked anxiously, "Where is Xiaolan?" ”

"Alas, don't mention it, I just went to Sister Xiaolan's house, she was making rice dumplings in the kitchen with her mother, and her father and her brother were cooking in the house hall." Long Xiaofeng narrated.

"Ah Tian is waiting for her in the earth hall, so did you tell Xiaolan?" Wang Ergou interjected impatiently.

"Her mother is beside her, what should I say to Xiaolan?" Long Xiaolan glared at Wang Ergou, "I chatted with Xiaolan for a while, and then I got up and said goodbye under the pretext that Xiaoying was going to bed early." ”

Wang Ergou stomped his feet, "Alas, isn't this equivalent to a trip for nothing?" ”。

"I haven't finished yet, what are you anxious about?" Long Xiaolan looked at Long Zhaotian, "Brother Tian,

When Sister Xiaolan sent me out, she whispered to me that she asked you to meet you at the old place at 10 o'clock on a cloudy day. ”