20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 1063 Slowly Won't Come Back

"It's quite a lot. The city government only gives 100 yuan for condolences. Some money is not given, just a bag of noodles and a small barrel of oil. This is a long-term thing." Xiaohong came out of the house with her hands behind her back: "It's nothing It’s over, we don’t need us, they can clean it up with one hand.”

Xiaowei’s mother stood there and looked at the house of Liuliu’s family, and said, “It’s changing so fast. It’s only been a few days. The house of Liu’er’s house was built with our house back then. I paid 1000 yuan. Now, I don’t want it.”

Xiaowei said: "People have to move forward, look forward, don't be sad here, mom, it's not that you can't get along, it's a better life."

Xiaowei's mother sniffed, smiled and scolded: "You even got into words with me, you don't learn as much as I do."

This is Xiaowei's fault, so he didn't say anything.

Xiaohong said: "Xiaowei will go to school after the new year. Auntie, don't blame Xiaowei about going to school in the future, it will hurt people more, just know it."

There was an angry expression on Xiaowei's face, but Xiaowei's mother ignored her and waved her hand: "Hurry up and get things done."

Xiaohong giggled happily and pulled Xiaowei out of the yards of Liuliu's house, went to call Xiu'er, and led Zhang Bing into the village along the road covered with thick snow and ice.

The villages are concentrated by the river.It turned out that the village was only this big. Later, red brick and tile houses began to be built, and the families who separated the households came out to find a place. Then the houses were built on the side of the river, and the village became much larger.

At that time, I felt that the village was very prosperous, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and the captain walked with the wind.

It has only been a few years, and with the recovery of the economy, people began to move out again. The outside world is bigger and there are more opportunities to make money. Young people are not willing to dig the soil. This is the injury of the progress of the times.

After Xiaowei's family moved out, several other families went to the town or the county.

At that time, Xiaowei’s house was still being bought by people, but now everyone is looking at it, and many houses in the village have been vacant.

It was getting dark, and the wind began to accelerate, and the surrounding mountains looked like giant beasts crouching in the darkness, staring at the village fiercely.Yingying white snow shines on the ground like street lamps. When people light up electric lights, the turbid yellow light is scattered on the dark ground, bringing a little warmth to this severe winter.

Zhang Bing clasped his hands, turned his face to Xiaowei and walked backwards on the snow to avoid the cold wind blowing on his face. "Second brother, who lives in our house now?"

Xiaowei said, "No one lives there, it's empty."

Zhang Bing said: "It's better to sell it at the beginning. It's a waste to be empty. After a long time, no one will live in it and it will collapse?"

Xiu'er said: "Who will buy it? Your house, Uncle's house, Liuliu's house, Gazi's house, Kexin's house, and mine. The village is half empty. Now that people are alive, they are all running outside. Well, who still buys a house in the village?"

Xiaohong said: "When the old crop is gone now, the village will be gone too? Are there still people farming in the village in our generation?"

Xiu'er said: "Yes, but I came back from busy farming. I usually go to the county and city to do work and earn money. But I feel that I will definitely not come back after a while. It is better to work outside for a month than planting a year. Yes, now you can buy food casually, who will suffer from it.”

Xiaowei straightened Zhang Bing's hat and said, "Then there will be no farming in the future. Where will the grain come from?"

Xiu'er said: "Mechanization. This is not a grain-producing area. The little land we plant is for our own food. How much grain can we produce? Where is the money? How many hundred yuan does the grain-producing area have all year round?"

Zhang Bing said: "Didn't you pay the big job? Isn't that money? Let you make it sound like our work is for nothing."

Xiaowei said: "Indeed, there are too many miscellaneous things now, and there is nothing left in my hands."

A few people talked and went to all the homes of the elderly in the village. It can be regarded as an early year, and the family left some money for them.

Those who had a good life kept [-], those who lived in difficulties kept [-], and there were three families without strong laborers. Xiaowei left [-], which was almost as much as the annual income of ordinary families.

After a circle, the moon is already hanging high, but the wind is not so strong. The whole world in my eyes is covered with a layer of blue light, as if I can see everything, but I can’t see clearly when I look carefully. Occasionally, someone’s big dog trots all the way Passed by in front of them, eyes with green light patrolling past several people.

The air was cold and filled with the smell of burning rice stalks. It was so quiet that the wind on the mountain could be heard, and the sound of feet crunching on the snow spread far away. Most people had already turned off the lights.Electricity is charged, so save as much as you can.

Walking back to the courtyard of my fourth uncle's house, I opened the big iron gate, which is rarely seen in rural areas these days, and there was a creaking sound, and the geese in the yard groaned a few times and then fell silent.The black dog Ban Dazi from the fourth uncle's family ran over, wagged its tail, sniffed a few people, and rubbed on Xiu'er's leg.

As soon as the door was opened, the fourth aunt came out, turned on the eaves lamp above the door, and the yard was lit up immediately.

"Why did you come back just now? Aren't you hungry?"

The courtyard is ready to kill pigs. For the locust wood case, the big iron pot has also been placed on the pot stand in the corner of the courtyard, the chimney pipe has also been put on, and everything such as chopping firewood and sorghum stalks has been prepared.

Xiaohong said, "What delicious food did you make? You'll be hungry just now."

The fourth aunt said: "Go into the house quickly, drink some hot water to keep warm. Eat."

The four hissed and ran into the house, Xiaohong and Xiu'er took off their shoes, got on the kang and buried their feet in the mattress, Xiaowei and Zhang Bing went to the edge of the stove to warm up the fire, filled firewood, and waited for the water in the pot to boil .The food is all in the pot, and the water will be hot when it is boiled.

Zhang Bing stretched out his hands to warm the fire, looked around and said, "Can you burn some potatoes?"

Xiaowei lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, and said, "Stewed bean ribs, stewed potatoes with dried eggplant, fried eggs, where did you get them, and stuffed intestines, isn't it enough for you?"

Zhang Bing said: "It's been a long time since I tasted the smell of roasted potatoes."

Xiaowei said: "Then you burn two, I think there is also chili sauce. Just burn it in the stove?"

Zhang Bing said: "Yes, there is a brazier, I'll go and have a look." He got up and went into the house.

After a while, the fourth uncle came out and said with a smile: "Isn't this bullshit, what kind of potatoes are cooked in the middle of the night, it's just that they are good for an extra day."

Xiaowei said: "No need to do it. I thought the brazier in your house, if it doesn't work, forget it, let him tinker with it in the stove pit."

The fourth uncle said: "You can pull it down, it doesn't take much effort to set up a brazier, and you can't sleep at night if you smash the stove pit out?"

Xiaowei smiled and stood up to help Fourth Uncle set up the brazier, cleared some of the charcoal under the stove with a small shovel and put it into the brazier, and then continued chopping firewood.

In fact, most people don't bother with the stove pit at night, and just leave a little primer to save firewood.

Such a toss will at least burn firewood for an extra meal.

You can only go up the mountain in winter to collect firewood. It seems that there is not much firewood for a meal, and the labor of two people for half a day is gone.Farmers really work hard.

Xiaowei asked: "Fourth Uncle, why don't you get a coal stove? It's not too hard to get some coal from the county. You have to go up the mountain to collect firewood, you guys?"

(End of this chapter)