Live in the world of film and television

Chapter 452 Educating and Planting Trees

But the Central Plains people have a special thing that is very interesting, that is, the Central Plains people have two roots.

A root stretches from my ancestors to my feet. This root makes me always remember that I am a Central Plains person. If I can't do something that is sorry for my ancestors, it will only shame my ancestors, and I will not be at peace after my death. .

The other root lies in his descendants. He let the Central Plains people know what he has done, and his descendants will follow the example, and the harm to others will end up harming himself and ultimately causing endless harm.

The culture passed down by the people of the Central Plains all reminds themselves not to act recklessly. Some people ask themselves, can they remember the name of their great-grandfather?What is the name of my grandfather? What is the name of the person whose surname was first handed down from my ancestors?

If you don't even know what your grandpa is called, it's called forgetting your ancestors, forgetting your ancestors.

When it comes to your own descendants, even if you cannot remember the names of your ancestors, how can you expect your descendants to remember your name?
But it doesn't matter, because some people are born, and they can't even do the most basic animal reproduction tasks. They are born to enjoy the rest of their lives, and they are destined to end when they are born.

Zeng Yunfeng used to be like this, in all kinds of war-torn worlds, in all kinds of turbulent situations, he was too afraid of problems with his children and grandchildren, he didn't dare to have his own children and grandchildren, he took care of this and that, he didn't care at all. I didn't expect the reason why the Central Plains nation has stood for 5000 years.Its root lies in the endless culture of the Central Plains.

However, how should the culture of the Central Plains last forever? If one day the bloodline is completely cut off, can it still be said that the civilization of the Central Plains is endless?
When one day there is no drop of the essence of civilization left by the Central Plains, can we still call ourselves the Central Plains nation?

Just like when those Japanese and foreigners snatched the essence of our culture time and time again, although we scolded ourselves to the point of pain every time, why didn't we leave our own culture behind.

It was only when someone else picked it up that they realized it was a treasure. If they didn't cherish their own things, who could blame them.

What our ancestors left us is both rich and mixed, with good and bad in it.

And this group of people in Xihaigu in Jintan Village who moved out of the vast Loess Plateau maintains the purest and most simple heart. Even if some people are a little cautious, they just want to take advantage of it.

Zeng Yunfeng can say very clearly that this group of people is the cleanest group of people he has ever seen.

There is no so-called scheming, no so-called conspiracies, curses are just on the lips, likes are likes, dislikes are hates, there are no such conspiracies and schemes, no such intrigues, because they are relatives, because they are friends, because they are connected by blood Together, because their ancestors have preserved the most primitive things of the Central Plains civilization.

They clearly know that in this barren land, the world is ruthless.

In the face of disasters and difficulties, they can rely on these relatives and ethnic groups, which is why there are these newcomers who some know or don’t know, and some of these households who moved from other places. They accepted one after another and helped one after another.

In today's life, whether it is high-rise buildings or houses and pavilions, the conditions are better, the housing is better, the living conditions are better, and the living standard is improved, but the people's hearts are far away. Is this the progress of society?Is this the development of civilization? This has to be lamented.

Sometimes, we constantly criticize and refute some bandit-like logics of Western countries, but we don’t realize that we are step by step into their circle of logical thinking, and we are thinking in their way The problem is, we are using their way to choose life, we are using their way to choose to deal with people, and we are using their way as the principle of our behavior.

We have begun to have no bottom line, we can no longer find our former self, and we cannot find the once clear heart.

Zeng Yunfeng rode a rented motorcycle back to Jintan Village, but saw green onion-like tree saplings on the side of the road.

A middle-aged man was dragging a water truck and was watering the plants one by one without the slightest impatience.

"Call Uncle Shui, what are you doing?"

"Oh, it's Yongfu. Isn't the aqueduct broken? I fetched some water from the well to water the saplings. My son Defu said that the saplings will become natural when they grow up. Protective forest, protect our villagers and our crops." Shouting Uncle Shui to stop and look at the seedlings as if he was looking at his own children.

"I didn't plant these saplings, they were all planted by Shuiwa, and they were exhausted, but now I take care of these things. As long as I am here, I will find a way to get some water for them. They are all watered, this kind of tree is like a human being, planting a tree for ten years, and cultivating people for a hundred years will not be sloppy!" Shouting uncle said while watering.

"Uncle Shui, I just happened to talk to you about this. The well-drilling team has already been found. Look at how many wells they are digging at the entrance of the village!"

"Find it, find it, that's a good thing, hurry up and find a place, for this specific matter, you have to find Defu and ask for this, this, this planning map, well, this resettlement site has a plan, and you can't dig wells indiscriminately!" shouted Uncle Shui was pleasantly surprised after hearing this.

"Yeah, hurry up and dig this well, so that everyone won't have to suffer and suffer here, and don't know who the boss is every day!" Zeng Yunfeng sighed.

"You are a good baby, you see things far and have friendship! Shuihua really enjoys a blessing!"

"Uncle, look at what you said. When we first came here, these folks helped us live in the hut. If it weren't for the hut we cleaned up, would we be able to live in it? People, isn't it like this, we are neighbors and we are neighbors." How can we not take care of each other if we are close relatives?"

"Okay, let's make an agreement on the book. When we turn around, we'll get the well crew. Let's drill a few wells quickly. Otherwise, we don't know when this day will be the end!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll let Defu find you later!"

"Okay," Zeng Yunfeng responded, and chugs home on his motorcycle.

When Zeng Yunfeng returned home, there was no doubt that the rice was fragrant again. Every time Zeng Yunfeng smelled the fragrance of rice, he felt extremely peaceful in his heart. Sometimes the function of home is as simple as that.

Zeng Yunfeng sat in front of the table and ate his rice. His meal was very delicious. Although the dishes were very simple, just simple pickles and some basic potatoes, all the family money supported the construction of the brick factory.

But the family is miserable, and Zeng Yunfeng couldn't bear to let Shuihua take care of him alone.

After finishing his meal, Zeng Yunfeng put down the bowls and chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and said: "Tomorrow, some members of the well drilling team may arrive, and they will come back early at that time. Let's get some food and treats. Stay here with us for a few days, I think it will be fine if we finish drilling those wells, and I will work hard for you again these few days."

Zeng Yunfeng touched Shuihua's face, feeling a little distressed for her, a fragile girl under 20 years old, now suffering in this place, sooner or later she will become a yellow-faced woman, Zeng Yunfeng really feels sorry for her.

Ask for recommendation, collect and reward monthly pass

(End of this chapter)