slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 8 Traffic

Wei Bo ignored the fight between the baby and the mother-in-law, and continued to say to Cang Hai: "Over there, the one with the red lantern is my house!"

"You're doing well!" Cang Hai saw that Zheng Weibo's family's two-storey Little General's Building looked particularly eye-catching in a bungalow, so he opened his mouth and boasted.

Zheng Weibo scratched his head: "Hey, what's good, let's eat for a while, then let's do this first, come to my house tomorrow at noon, we brothers have a good drink!"

Cang Hai smiled and said: "I really don't have time, I'm going back to the old village tomorrow morning to have a look!"

Hearing that Cang Hai said he wanted to go back to the old village, Zheng Weibo said: "What is there to see in the old village? Now almost all the villages in the valley have been moved to the town. Even if there are still people guarding the old village, it may be dilapidated. Not to mention your Siping Village, where you have to take the animals for two or three hours to carry the water, and there are no people there.”

"No matter what, I have to go back and have a look, give my grandfather and me a grave or something!"

Hearing what Cang Hai said, Zheng Weibo stopped talking. For the people from the countryside, this is filial piety. It would be unkind for people to pay homage to their ancestors and go to their graves to drink alcohol.

"That's it, I must come home when I come back! That's it." Zheng Weibo said.

Cang Hai nodded and accepted the matter. Seeing that Zheng Weibo was about to leave, Cang Hai stopped him, and then took out a box of fruit and some imported pastries from the trunk of the car. Kind of, although it is not worth much money, but it is quite respectable in the small town as a gift.

Seeing that Zheng Weibo was about to decline, Cang Hai said: "If you push me away, I'm embarrassed to come to ask for a drink!"

"Okay! Then I will take it"

Men in the west are very seldom coy, they heard Cang Hai say this and accepted it generously. As soon as the gift was delivered, the baby Zheng Ziyue held the cake in the iron box and didn't let go, and was scolded by Lu Jing all the way to leave.

Looking at the backs of the family of three, a smile appeared on the corner of Cang Hai's mouth.

Dazed for a while, Cang Hai stood at the door of the third uncle's house, and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly saw the door open.

"Ouch, ma'am!"

A fat woman in her early 50s who just went out did not expect a person standing at the door, and was suddenly startled.

"Third Aunt!"

Cang Hai recognized the woman clearly, and immediately opened his mouth to shout, the one who went out was none other than Cang Hai's third aunt Wei Qin.Wei Qin is also from Siping Village. Let's put it this way, Wei Qin really watched Cang Hai fall to the ground, and watched Cang Hai grow up wearing crotch pants.

When Wei Qin heard someone calling her third aunt, she took a closer look, and then said with joy, "Haiwazi?!"

Seeing Cang Hai nod his head, Wei Qin immediately grabbed Cang Hai's arm. When he saw his nephew, Wei Qin was too excited, so he didn't speak for a while, tears flowed down his fat cheeks. Cheeks flowed down.

"Third Aunt!"

Cang Hai was also a little excited.

Cang Hai's mother left when he was a few years old, not because his mother died, but because the family was poor and couldn't live anymore, and ran away with others. After that, Wei Qin, a warm-hearted aunt, became Cang Hai's half. mother.

Wei Qin wiped away tears, and said mockingly, "Look at me, it's a joy that my nephew is back!"

Having said that, he turned his head and shouted towards the yard: "The baby is too big, hurry up, and see who is back!"

The women in the west all have loud voices, and the neighbors probably heard the roar, and Cang Shiyuan, who is washing his hair in the yard, can't hear it.

Holding a white handkerchief while wiping the water beads on his head, Cang Shiyuan walked towards the door.

Seeing a young young man standing at the door of his house, his face and appearance vaguely resembled the shadow of a half-dozen brother from the second clan who passed away, so Cang Shiyuan opened his mouth and said, "Haiwazi!"

"Uncle Three!"

Cang Hai looked at the third uncle who was walking towards him. When he left, the third uncle still had black hair all over his head, but now his hair was half white. Short inch hair, originally dark but flat face also shows the traces of time.

Ten years, let a man in his prime appear a little old.

"Enter the house, enter the house, you bitch, Haiwazi is stuck at the door like this when he comes back, hurry up and tell your elder brother, and tell your sister-in-law, don't cook tonight, Haiwazi will come to our house when he comes back, Also, go to Lao Liu’s stewed meat stand and chop some stewed pork…”

Seeing his nephew come back, Cang Shiyuan was extremely happy, and burst out a series of words at his wife.

Wei Qin was also happy in her heart, she responded repeatedly, turned around and walked towards the house.

Cang Hai said to his uncle and aunt: "Third Uncle, Third Aunt, I brought some things for you and uncle's house!"

Seeing Cang Hai stretch out his finger to the small car parked on the side of the road, Cang Shiyuan smiled and said, "Ah, Hai Wazi has a big sedan car!"

Cang Hai smiled, turned around and came to the side of the car and began to take down the things in the trunk.Cang kelp had a lot of things, stuffed the whole trunk full, food, clothing and useful things, the three of them moved into the main room together and piled it into a small pile.

"The third child's family, who is here so lively!"

While the three of them were busy, another woman came to the courtyard, Cang Hai took a closer look to see who it was if it wasn't his eldest aunt.

"aunt!"

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then stopped and stood at the door of the main room, looked at Cang Hai for a while, and then said: "Haiwazi!"

Seeing Cang Hai nodded, the woman said happily: "Finally back! Good, good, good!"

After saying hello three times in a row, the woman roared outside at the top of her voice: "Master, the baby is too big! Come here quickly, our Haiwazi is back."

In less than a minute, an old man wearing a sheepskin jacket, a pair of worn-out camouflage trousers, and a pair of old black cotton shoes appeared in the yard. It was Cang Hai's uncle who came. Cang Shigui.

Cang Hai's father, Cang Shijun, is not the biological brother of Cang Shiyuan and Cang Shigui, so he is supposed to be pushed to the grandfather's generation, but because the population in the village is small, everyone's blood relationship is slightly distant, but when it comes to family affection The thickness of the room can far exceed that of ordinary families.

When uncles and aunts met like this, it was inevitable to have a lively chat. After Cang Hai answered a series of questions from his uncle and aunt, he began to distribute gifts.

Through such a conversation, Cang Hai learned that the two children of the uncle's family are working outside, and the only son of the third uncle's family is still studying in the county. Almost all the strong ones have gone out to work, and the rest are either old, weak, sick or disabled, or do some small businesses.

"Is there no one in the village?" Cang Hai asked.

Cang Shigui said: "There are people, there are only ten people here, the old man of the Hu family, the uncle of the Wei family, and two or three members of the old Li family, and only one young fool is safe...".

Hearing what the uncle said, Cang Hai felt a little relieved: It's good to have someone.

"Haiwazi, how many days have you been back this time?" the aunt Liu Shujuan asked with her mouth open.

"Let's see, it may be three or five days this time, but I will move back soon!"

Hearing Cang Hai's words, the four people present were startled, stunned for a moment, and then fell silent. The originally warm atmosphere seemed to suddenly fade away.

"Could it be that you are sick!" Cang Shiyuan said in a slightly annoyed tone, "I can't wait to leave and run far away. You're good, put a good demon and quit your work. Turn around." Back here again, aren’t you sick!…”

The third aunt stretched out her hand to pat the head of the house, and then persuaded Cang Hai: "Haiwazi, you can't be stupid. We don't need anything here. Even now, this water is a precious thing. You say you are a famous brand." College students, what can you do when you come back? Can you plant land or dig kilns? Even if you can plant land and dig kilns, our land is no better than the Jiangnan where you stayed. Even if you plant sorghum corn on an acre of land, the output is not as good. Half of the family...".

After the third aunt finished persuading, the uncle and uncle over there also opened their mouths to persuade. In their hearts, Cang Hai was a college student at home, and he was the pride of Lao Cang's family. There have never been a few famous college students, let alone the famous coastal universities, even the children who went to junior colleges can be counted in two slaps. Now I heard that the proud son of the old man's family is going to return to his hometown, so what's the matter? !

It's a pity that Cang Hai has already made up his mind, and they can't persuade them with a few words. After a few words of persuasion, they all knew that what their nephew had decided could not be pulled back by Nine Bulls, so each of them began to sigh in their hearts. When I got up, I felt that my eldest nephew had lost his mind.

After chatting for a while, the two women began to prepare dinner. Cang Hai returned home for the first time. Although there were only four people in the family, Cang Shiyuan and his wife still prepared a large table of dishes. Half of the dishes were meat dishes. The five of them drank a little wine again, and the meal lasted from five o'clock in the evening until nine o'clock in the evening, and that was the end of the meal.

After eating a meal, Cang Hai realized that the current policy of the county is centralized resettlement. It turned out that all the impoverished people in the valleys were concentrated in small towns. Now it can be regarded as a small achievement. Although the production of the land is still far behind that of the south, it is not too difficult to get a ration for a year.

But the consequence of this is that the originally barren wasteland yellow land is now even more sparsely populated. As for the road leading to the original village, it is naturally impossible to repair it. Just to be able to pass a carriage or something, it has to be that kind of old and narrow carriage.

Now the best means of transportation to enter the village is a motorcycle, which is almost a mule. As for walking, it is no longer the past, and very few people will spend a whole day walking back from the ravine.

Thinking about it this way, Cang Hai planned to go to the motorcycle shop in the town tomorrow morning to buy a suitable motorcycle for himself. As for his own old people, he would put it directly at the door of his third uncle's house.

While thinking about what to do when he returns home tomorrow, Cang Hai fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Cang Hai slept soundly here, but Cang Shiyuan and his wife couldn't sleep. The nephew went back to his hometown like crazy, which made the couple feel panicked, but they didn't know how to persuade this stubborn nephew, so they could only sigh for a while. good idea.

(End of this chapter)