Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 176 Changes in the Countryside
After intense discussions, good ideas were summed up and gradually implemented.

On the second day after the meeting, Wang Dali reported to the feed factory, and Tianshun arranged for him to be responsible for buying feed for the farmers in all villages in the county to deliver the goods to their homes. With the good popularity of the year, Wang Dali was everywhere. With the help of friends, plus he drives a good car and is quite familiar with the villages and streets in the county, he is naturally handy in doing it. In his own words, he said: "As long as you name the village, I will leave the rest to you. Guaranteed to arrive on time."

Ma Hanbang at the west end of the village kept his promise, and when he returned home, he discussed with his wife about the planning of their courtyard. Stove, and also asked Lao Mu to inscribe a distinctive name-Huxian Restaurant, just like this, a small rural restaurant opened quietly.

Not to be outdone, Mu Xinzheng, the third son of Mu Xiangmin at the east end of the village, opened a small door on the south wall of the annex near the village center road, bought feed from a feed factory, and opened a feed distribution store in the village.

At this time, Xiaowangzhuang Village, driven by the feed factory, became extremely active. The villagers showed their talents and tried to open up their own ways of making money.

These changes in Xiaowangzhuang surprised Mu Zhen who came home on the weekend. The rumbling sound of the machine had already broken the silence of the winter night in Xiaowangzhuang Village. Seeing all kinds of new things in my home, I couldn't help taking out my diary to record the sketch impressions of this remote village in the eyes of middle school students.

I was born in a small village. There are no mountains or lakes here. There are only streams flowing by the village. For many years, my ancestors have quietly multiplied and lived here, living a pastoral life where they cultivated at sunrise and rested at sunset. In life, the small village is always surrounded by tranquility, and the small village lives in tranquility all year round.

All of this then becomes the past tense and is replaced by the ongoing tense.Not to mention the familiar font at the west end of the village - Huxian restaurant, not to mention the feed distribution department by the roadside, the feed factory that I followed the sound, it is really exciting.

As soon as I left the village, I saw various types of convoys. There was a long queue between the big feed factory and the village. The drivers and escorts were in groups of three or five. Overwhelmed by the roar of workshop machines.As we approached, we saw that a brand new workshop was erected on the ground almost overnight. The last time we passed by here was still a field, but now a new factory building has been pulled up on the ground, and the busy villagers are still left behind.

Walking past the feed factory, I happened to see Uncle Zhao of the pig farm writing something on the stone slab. He approached quietly and secretly saw him recording the situation of the pig farm. I really couldn’t believe my eyes It has only been a few months since he started learning Chinese characters, and now he can use his original calligraphy to write the miracles and changes of this pig farm!

Talking with him, I learned that the current Xiaowangzhuang is no longer the Xiaowangzhuang of the past. There are not only its own restaurant, its own pig breeding farm, but also a village-run feed factory. Since the feed factory opened, people have come and gone like Going to the market is like a rush.The old man was proud of it, proud of it.In the end, I came up with a sentence: the national policy is good, the people have food and clothing, everyone adds firewood, and the flames are high, and the whole village laughs happily.

The simple words, although short, express the voice of ordinary people and the changes brought about by the reform and opening up. A good life has just begun, and a good day is coming.

Mu Zhen closed the diary, stretched herself, stood up and undressed and went to bed, and fell asleep with a kind of endless sweetness.

(End of this chapter)