July 1, 1997 was a big day for Xia Guo to celebrate and the whole country to boil. From the city to the town, from the town to the county, the commune to the village, everyone is paying attention to the return of the port city.

Taohua Village is a relatively good village in the development of Taoyuan Commune, relying on the commune paper mill, at the end of each year, you can get an additional subsidy of a few hundred yuan, plus the crops and vegetables in the field, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking all year round, and Chenjia Village, which is dozens of kilometers away, has opened an obvious gap between the rich and the poor.

Chenjia Village is a well-known poor village in Taoyuan Commune and even the whole county, two years ago, a tea factory owner brought a large number of people to Chenjia Village to investigate, and everyone thought that Chenjia Village could finally turn over.

Unfortunately not.

In the end, they were disappointed to buy a dozen old tea trees in the yard of a family in the village. It is said that although the old tea tree is old, it is not in good condition, and the owner of the tea factory does not want to run in vain and reluctantly accepts it. The boss of the family is also kind-hearted, and when he saw the ruin of Chenjia Village, he donated 1,000 yuan to the village.

The owner of the tea factory came and went in a hurry, except for a dozen old tea trees, he didn't take anything with him, if it weren't for the thousand yuan left in the village, it seemed like he had never been there. And the 1,000 yuan did not bring any substantial changes to the stagnant Chenjia Village, just like a ripple on the surface of the lake blown by the wind, and it returned to calm after two seconds.

The people of Chenjia Village are not so poor because they are lazy, on the contrary, they are very diligent, 24 hours a day, and many old people spend nearly 20 hours a day in the fields.

But what's the use of that?

Chenjia Village is surrounded by mountains, it is not easy to travel, and the land that can be planted in the village is not as good as other villages.

Fortunately, the government has recently received a document planning to build roads for Chenjia Village to help them get out of poverty.

Compared with the plan of Chenjia Village, in the recent period of Taohua Village, in addition to celebrating the return of the port city, another thing worthy of cheering of the whole village is that the village once again repairs roads. This time, we are going to pave all the roads in the village with cement pavement, so that the elderly with inconvenient legs and feet can also go out for a walk. As for the funds, you and I contributed a little in the village, and everyone contributed together, but in fact, it didn't cost much in total.

"The road in our village was repaired at the expense of the uncles, and the uncles live in the most beautiful house in the village, which is very powerful! My mom said she used to play with her uncle when she was a kid, and he was very nice to children! ”

The little boy who spoke was almost six years old, black and strong, even if he was talking and carrying a solid wood chair, he was not particularly ...... (Struggled)

It's still quite difficult!

After he finished speaking, he put the chair on the ground and gasped twice, "Xiaohao, you can carry it with me." ”

The little boy took his friends and a group of younger peeas behind him to walk towards the most "luxurious" three-story building in the village, and did not forget to describe himself: "In fact, I have a lot of strength, and it is easy to carry it alone." But I'm afraid that I will break my uncle's chair, Xiaohao, you know, uncle's chair must be very expensive......"

"Uncle, we have set up the TV. And the newspaper delivered by the postman in the morning, also on your desk......"

The half-grown teenagers came to deliver the TV and chairs that they had lent to the village yesterday, and after talking to the man who was sitting at the door of the small building drinking tea, they touched the heads of the little beans who had just entered the courtyard gate, and left in turn.

The little boy pouted and glared at the big brothers who were rubbing their hairstyles, and put the last chair into the room with his friends. After walking out of the door, he had the courage to say hello to the uncle in his mouth.

"Uncle, let's put the chairs in the hall!"

The uncle in the little boy's mouth is actually quite young just by looking at his appearance, looking like he is in his thirties. It's just a depressed temperament, and the hair on his head that is more white than black makes him look very vicissitudes.

"Thank you." The man didn't seem to have laughed for a long time, and the smile he pulled out looked a little weird, which made the already timid child even more scared.

The man looked at the child who was ready to run at any time helplessly, and at the same time saw some familiarity on his immature face, so he asked, "Which child are you?" ”

"I—I'm from the Weimin family." The child pulled his pants and began to report to himself, "My grandfather is a nobleman, my grandmother is a flower, and my grandfather is Weimin...... My mother's name is Wang Zhenbao! ”

"Ah, no wonder. You look a lot like your mom when you were a kid. ”

"Hey...... That's what everybody says. The little boy was happy and shy, and a less noticeable blush appeared on his little dark face.

"Is your mom back too?"

"No, my mother and my father opened a shop in the city and sent me to my grandfather's house in the commune. I wanted to come to the village to play, so my grandfather called and asked my grandfather to pick me up. ”

With some nostalgia, the man asked all the remaining little beans, and sure enough, they were basically the children of people he knew.

At the beginning, those were all little children running all over the village, and in a blink of an eye, their children were all running all over the village......

Originally, he wanted to get some snacks for the children, but as soon as he stood up, the man remembered that there were no snacks at home, so he embarrassed them and let them leave.

The children, who couldn't wait to leave, rushed to run faster than anyone else, as if it was a terrible thing to be left behind.

The man smiled, picked up the teacup on the small stool, and turned to walk into the hall.

He looked at the black-and-white photo of the woman hanging high on the wall of the hall, the curvature of his mouth slowly fell, and his eyes were also dyed with loneliness.

The man is Wang Youkang, who has entered middle age but is still alone.

In the year he took the college entrance examination, his mother passed away unexpectedly, and five years ago, Ji Huai'an, who had worked hard with him to build a small family business, died in a car accident. Wang Youkang, who was in a daze, seemed to be unable to find the direction of his life, and finally returned to Peach Blossom Village, where he grew up, and lived a simple retirement life.

Refill the cup with new hot water, Wang Youkang came to the table with the cup, sat down and unfolded a newspaper on the table, and read it slowly.

The headline on the front page of the Zhejiang Provincial Daily was about a horrific murder case, Wang Youkang frowned, picked up another Hangzhou Daily on the table, and the headline on the front page really talked about this incident.

This appalling case of exterminating the door occurred in a village not far from Taohua Village, and it was widely spread throughout the commune at that time, even people like Wang Youkang who don't like to go out know the ins and outs of this big case very well.