Counterattack 1988

Chapter 706 Brother-in-law, how much do you donate?

Wang Lin is relatively familiar with the Gusu area.

Ever since he got to know Shen Xue and knew that she was from Gusu, Wang Lin loved Wu and Wu, and had an inexplicable affection for Gusu.

Before the modernization drive, Gusu still retains many characteristics and beautiful scenery of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.The people of Gusu in this era have not lived in small alleys and big apartments, and their bicycles have not turned into cars. The memories of scenes and feelings everywhere have not disappeared and disappeared.

The women wash and wash vegetables by the well, and there are more short exchanges between parents.The rope grooves in the well circle are all worn away by the years.

Small bridges and flowing water people, the old streets and alleys of Gusu are always charming, and in the attic of someone's house, there are occasional ditties sung in Wu Nong's soft language, which makes people's bones soften.

There are women in small boats in the river, selling aquatic products along the road. They wear sun hats and their trousers are rolled up high. Shout out to row boats and trade by the river.

"Brother-in-law! I want to drink soda!" Li Wenjuan took Wang Lin's hand and pointed to a canteen.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Go and buy it, it's not like you don't have money."

"I want my brother-in-law to buy it for me. The one my brother-in-law bought is very sweet."

"..."

Wang Lin had no choice but to walk to the canteen.

There is a garden garden cola factory in Gusu, which produces cola and lemonade.In a glass bottle called Garden Coke and Lime.

When Wang Lin asked about the price, it was 5 cents a bottle, and 4 cents for a returned bottle.

He paid two yuan, bought five bottles, and gave each of Zhou Boqiang, Guo Lingling, and Uncle Zhong a bottle.

A few people stood in front of the canteen, finished drinking the soda, and then returned the bottles to the canteen.

The season is already a small heat, and the hot weather has officially descended on the earth.Drinking a bottle of soda on a summer day, the rich foam rises from the stomach, and after a long belch, the whole person feels refreshed.

Wang Lin and his party came out to inspect the cotton area, but Li Wenjuan wanted to go out with him to visit the Jiangnan water town, so she arranged a day to play in Gusu.

A few people went shopping and cruised the river, and they came to the gate of Sujing Silk Reeling Factory without knowing it.

After the Sino-Japanese War, in the 1897rd year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, that is, in [-], the Qing government relaxed the restrictions on private investment in setting up factories. Through the silk reeling factory.It is the first machine-powered silk reeling factory in Jiangsu Province, and occupies an important position in the modern industrial history of our country.Sujing Silk Mill and Sulun Yarn Mill are one of the symbols of my country's modern industrial development, and also important relics in the modern history of Gusu.

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Boqiang looked at the gate of the old Sujing silk factory, and said with emotion: "Su Province is a treasure land. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are silk in the south and cotton in the north."

Li Wenjuan asked: "Mr. Zhou, what is southern silk and northern cotton?"

Zhou Boqiang said with a smile: "The handicraft textile industry in the Wu-language area has been developed since ancient times. One of the things they spin is silk and the other is cotton. But cotton is not suitable for growing in Wu area. Cotton likes long sunshine hours, well-drained sandy soil, and I don't like the very humid climate. In Wudi, there is only sandy soil in the silt area along the Yangtze River. This is the only reason why cotton is distributed along the river."

Wang Lindao: "The ancient Songjiang mansion in the south of the Yangtze River is the most cotton, and a Huang Daopo was born there. The silk in the south of the Yangtze River is the most famous in the ancient Huzhou mansion, which is rich in Jili silk, that is, Hu silk. Loudong, Songjiang and other places, these areas are in the It has been a famous cotton-producing area in history. Now it grows cotton in the narrow area close to the Yangtze River, and a little bit further south does not grow cotton, but mainly produces silk. Therefore, the Hangzhou area is the most important for silk. famous."

Li Wenjuan said, "So that's how it is. Then the cotton is quite picky."

Wang Lindao: "Mr. Zhou, let's rest in Gusu City for one night today, and go to Loudong tomorrow?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Okay, Loudong is a good place!"

In Loudong this year, the county has not been withdrawn and the city has not yet been established. In 1983, the Administrative Office of Suzhou District was abolished, and Loudong County was subordinate to Suzhou City.

Loudong belongs to the northern subtropical southern humid climate zone and is dominated by the monsoon circulation.In winter, it is controlled by cold air from the north, with little rain and cold weather; in summer, it is controlled by subtropical high pressure, and the weather is hot; in spring and autumn, the monsoons alternate, and the weather is changeable, dry and wet.

The most important thing cotton grows needs is sunshine hours.The annual sunshine time in Loudong reaches about 4423 hours.

Loudong's economy is dominated by the primary industry, with well-developed agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery, and the total output of grain, cotton, and oil crops is huge.Rice in Loudong is one of the local specialties.

Before Wang Lin came, he had a little understanding of the scenic spots along the way, and Loudong was the first stop they wanted to investigate.

Tired of shopping, the group went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

The business of the restaurant is very good, and you can smell the strong aroma of vegetables as soon as you enter the door.

After Wang Lin and the others sat down, Li Wenjuan picked up the menu on the table to read.

The waiter came to order.

Wang Lindao: "Wenjuan, ask Mr. Zhou to order."

Zhou Boqiang laughed and said, "I'm not particular about food, let's order Wenjuan!"

Li Wenjuan said with a smile: "Then I'm not welcome! Three sets of ducks, Qingliu river shrimp, Wansan hoof, yellow braised chestnut chicken, Soviet-style sauced meat, squirrel mandarin fish, well, add a seasonal vegetable, just right."

Wang Lin took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Boqiang and Uncle Zhong.

Zhou Boqiang said: "I haven't been to Gusu for many years, and I don't think there are any major changes here."

Wang Lindao: "Shencheng hasn't changed much in these years, let alone Gusu? The spring breeze of reform is blowing everywhere, but it hasn't blown to Gusu yet. In more than ten years, there will be earth-shaking changes here."

Two young men, a man and a woman, walked into the store and sat on the table next to Wang Lin and the others.

The woman has short hair that reaches her ears, and a camera is hung around her neck. The man is wearing a blue shirt and carrying a large suitcase.

"Since the beginning of summer, it has been raining in various places, causing serious flooding..." the short-haired woman crackled on the phone.

When Wang Lin heard this, he couldn't help but startled.

He has been too busy recently, paying attention to major economic and Shanghai affairs, and paid little attention to the news from other provinces. He asked, "Mr. Zhou, is the flood here serious this year?"

Zhou Boqiang shook his head with a wry smile: "Floods happen every year! They are mainly concentrated in the Huaibei area."

Wang Lin heard the short-haired woman say again: "We don't have any extra cars in our unit now. Because of the heavy rain, the traffic to that side has also been cut off, and all the buses are out of service. How can we get there?"

The man in the white shirt smiled wryly: "How would I know? The leader is good enough to tell us to solve the traffic problem by ourselves. It's a matter of one sentence! But we have to run away."

The short-haired woman said: "I just asked several long-distance car owners, but they are afraid to go. You can find a relationship and see if you can find a car. We can't go there by bicycle, right? The news is about the time limit. "

Upon hearing this, Wang Lin asked, "Are you reporters?"

The short-haired woman glanced at the people at their table, or felt that they were well-dressed and elegant, and said, "Yes."

Wang Lindao: "Are you going to report on flooded areas?"

The short-haired woman has big and energetic eyes, and her long eyelashes flutter like the wings of a butterfly. She responded, "We have to go there in the afternoon, but unfortunately we didn't find a vehicle."

Wang Lindao: "I do have a car that can take you there."

"Really? That's great! Comrade, thank you!" The short-haired woman showed a bright smile, and her two rows of snow-white teeth were as crystal as jade.

The man in the white shirt said in a low voice: "We met by chance, can you trust them?"

The short-haired woman said: "I think they are good people, but more like government officials!"

Wang Lin couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said: "I still need a car tomorrow, so I have to return my car after taking you there. After you finish your work, you can only find a way to get back by yourself. car, and if we are in Gusu, I can also send a car to pick you up."

The short-haired woman said: "Well, good! Our task now is to report when we get there, and we'll talk about it when we get back. Comrade, what's your surname?"

Wang Lindao: "Miangui, my surname is Wang, a king with three horizontal lines and one vertical line."

"Comrade Wang, thank you." The short-haired woman smiled sweetly.

Wang Lin said to Uncle Zhong: "Thank you for your hard work. I will send these two little comrades to the disaster area in the afternoon. You must be careful when driving."

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Uncle Zhong agreed respectfully.

In no time the food will be served.

Wang Lin found that those two people only ordered one vegetable, not even one meat dish.

He said to Li Wenjuan, "Wenjuan, give them a dish."

Li Wenjuan was also generous, picked up the Soviet-style sauced meat, and put it on the table of the other party: "My brother-in-law treats you to eat."

The short-haired woman pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you for being so generous."

The man in the shirt whispered: "These people are really rich, local tyrants! Ordering so many delicious dishes, this meal must cost dozens of dollars?"

The short-haired woman said: "It's their business to have money, let's eat it quickly! Oh, this time the water sickness is so serious, we can still eat meat here, how lucky is it?"

The man in the shirt said: "It is estimated that the unit will start fundraising again."

The short-haired woman said: "For donations, I will donate all my savings."

The man in the shirt asked, "How much money do you have?"

The short-haired woman said: "Well, I have saved more than [-] yuan, plus this month's salary, I can donate [-] yuan! Donate more too!"

The man in the shirt said: "You put it lightly. You are not married. Of course, you can donate as much as you have. I have to support my family. My salary is handed over to my wife. For this donation, I can donate one A hundred dollars is not bad."

Li Wenjuan rolled her eyes when she heard this, and asked, "Brother-in-law, can we also donate?"

Wang Lindao: "Of course. Do you want to donate?"

Li Wenjuan said: "I can donate [-] yuan."

Wang Lindao: "Only donated [-] yuan? Isn't it a bit low?"

Li Wenjuan giggled: "I don't have much money, [-] yuan is already my limit, and I saved it for a long time! Brother-in-law, how much do you donate?"

Wang Lindao: "Don't inquire about your lord's business."

The short-haired woman next to her heard Li Wenjuan's words and couldn't help asking: "Comrade, do you want to donate [-] yuan?"

Li Wenjuan said: "Well, I don't have much money, otherwise I can donate more. If I had known that I went to Beijin last time, I would have spent less money."

The short-haired woman said: "You can donate [-] yuan, which is already great. Our newspaper can come to interview you and make you a role model."

Li Wenjuan said: "I can become a role model if I donate [-] yuan? Then my brother-in-law..."

Wang Lin coughed lightly: "Wenjuan!"

Li Wenjuan snorted and stopped talking.

The short-haired woman blinked and asked, "How much can your brother-in-law donate? Is it more than you?"

Wang Lindao: "It's not much, donating more or less is a contribution. If one party is in trouble, all parties will come to help."

The short-haired woman nodded and said: "That's the reason. Comrade, I can see that you are a very caring person. Which unit do you work in in Shencheng?"

Wang Lindao: "I work in Aishu Group."

"Aixiu Group? I know." The short-haired woman smiled, "It's a good company, you must work hard, it's hard to find a good job now."

Wang Lin chuckled: "Of course I will work hard."

After dinner, Wang Lin arranged for Uncle Zhong to send the two to the disaster area.

Wang Lin and the others continued to visit Gusu City.

A group of people came to the famous Fengqiao.

Fengqiao used to be called Fengqiao. As the name suggests, it was a place for people to rest after the city gate was closed.Every night when the city gate of Gusu is closed and the canal is closed, the bridge is full of tank boats waiting for dawn to pass.And whenever the grain is transported to the north, the river will be blocked, so this place becomes an ideal resting place, hence the name of the bridge, "Sealed Bridge".

Because of Zhang Ji's well-known ancient poem, this bridge has become an Internet celebrity bridge that everyone checks in through the ages.

Next to Fengqiao is Tieling Pass.

Today's Tielingguan Pavilion was rebuilt in 1987, but the lower abutment is an ancient relic of the Ming Dynasty.

Tielingguan is the water and land transportation fortress where the ancient post road and the ancient canal enter Gusu City.Connected by bridges and passes, it is a typical example of the ancient passes in the south of the Yangtze River.

When Wang Lin and the others arrived, the place was completely deserted, except for a dilapidated old street, there was nothing else.

The walls of the ancient city tower are covered with verdant ivy, and it is quietly located on the banks of the ancient canal. Only the mottled marks on the wall tell people the baptism it has received over the years.

Tieling Pass is also the enemy tower of Fengqiao. No matter in terms of terrain or scale, it is far from being called a majestic pass, but it is tightly connected to the key points of water and land.

Wang Lin came here to look at the history and relics, and what he admired was the wisdom of the ancients in war.

Li Wenjuan looked around, and said helplessly, "Brother-in-law, is this the Maple Bridge where the Maple Bridge is moored at night? The artistic conception of the poem is so beautiful, but the scenery here is so desolate!"

Wang Lin said with a smile: "The artistic conception of the night mooring at Fengqiao is inherently desolate. In the middle of the night, passenger ships, travel worries, accompanied only by the distant and cold bells. Thinking about it, it is very desolate!"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Zhang Ji can be regarded as a traveling poet. He has written poems about many scenic spots all over the country, but only this one has survived forever. Among the poems he wrote on Lushan Mountain, there is a sentence: Flowers reflect the banks of new forests, clouds bloom, waterfalls and springs It can also be regarded as a masterpiece among the poems about waterfalls."

Wang Lindao: "It is enough for a poet to have a masterpiece through the ages."

They stood on the maple bridge, looked around, and then went back to the hotel.

(End of this chapter)