Fengcheng old events

Chapter 143 Pick up the child

After running home to get the things for Zhang Jingyi, he hurriedly got on the commuter train, and after wandering for more than 40 minutes to the city, he changed to the train to Master Tian. Then Zhang Qingzhi settled down and closed his eyes to rest.

I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes, and the one who slept against the window was sweet. The noise in the car was completely useless at the moment.

"Wake up, hey, wake up."

Zhang Qingzhi opened his eyes in a daze, and the conductor looked at him dumbfounded: "How tired you are, buddy, you've arrived at the station, Songshu Terrace."

"Huh? Oh, oh oh, thank you, I haven't slept well these days, and my daughter-in-law is in the hospital."

Fortunately, I got on the train and told the conductor that people in this era are honest, otherwise I would have to go to Master Tian.

In a daze, he got out of the car with his things on his shoulders, and was blown by the mountain wind brought by the big river, and Zhang Qingzhi finally came to his senses.

The snow on the sunny slope here has already begun to melt. Looking up, the hillside is black, white, and yellow, like a mangy dog's skin.

The snow in the shady place was piled up firmly, and there were even some ice cubes shining in the sun.

The path on the hillside became slippery, and the muddy yellow mud was trampled everywhere, sticking heavily to the soles of the shoes.

Over the mountains, over the ridges, panting for hot air and crawling against the cold mountain wind.

Spring is coming, and there are more villagers on the road. Groups of three or five are chatting and hurrying along, talking about things in the fields, up and down the mountains, and asking each other about the harvest of each village. Land conditions, talking about fertilizer seeds.

Chemical fertilizers are already being used in large quantities at this time.Urea and 666.

Not daring to come down the big slope of Xiling, Zhang Qingzhi walked around with his things on his shoulders.That slope is too steep, and it's a big slide right now. I'm sure I'll fall down, but I don't know where I'll fall.

After descending the west mountain, there are completely two worlds here and the other side of the hillside. There are forests of pine trees on the hillside, and there is a fertile field in front of you. From the foot of the west mountain to the flat river in the fort, the horizon is much wider and less boring.

The whole here is cultivated land, which is connected to the bunker in an arc along the mountain. The land is still covered with snow, but it seems that the snow is already very thin, and it will not be too long before the land is exposed. up.

From a distance, you can see the wagons transporting spring manure into the field, and piles of retting manure are piled up neatly on the white snow.

The creek that flows from the valley in the east joins the creek that flows from Jingou in front of Lao Zhong’s house, flows along the road between Zhong Laosi’s house and Zhang Jingyi’s house, and turns under the old walnut tree A bend is inserted obliquely to the side of the road, and flows along the roadbed to the Sandaohe bridge and merges into the big river.

With this small river as the boundary, the east side is all public land, and the west side of the river is Zhang Jingyi’s private land and fruit forest. There is an apple and pear tree at the top of the land, which was planted by Zhang Wanli when the land was reclaimed, and it was used as a land boundary mark. .

The piece of public land in front of Zhong Laosi's family was surrounded by tents, and it was regarded as the vegetable field of Zhong Laosi's family.

There are no vegetable fields in the public house, and they all grow grain, sorghum, corn, soybeans, and occasionally peanuts, or a few acres of melon fields, and a little bit of cantaloupe and watermelon.

From the National Defense Highway to Jingou to the west, until the old Mrs. Jin's house, this area is also a public land, and the melon fields are usually drawn here.

Zhang Qingzhi came down from the small slope, weighed up the travel bag he was carrying, and walked towards Zhang Jingyi's house with ease.

From a distance, I saw two figures under the old hawthorn tree by the roadside, one was climbing on the tree, and the other was standing on the big bluestone under the tree.

The two brothers don't know what to do there. It's a cold spring day, this area is open, and the wind is blowing. Besides, there are no fruits on the trees in this season. What can they do here?
When he got closer, Zhang Qingzhi yelled, "Xiaojun, Ermin, what are you two doing?"

"Ah?" The two little ones turned their heads to look over, probably because they were nervous and lost their grip, and with a hiss, the boss's clothes were caught by the thorns on the branches, and a triangular opening was pulled.Hawthorn trees have thorns, though not as many as acacias.

Zhang Qingzhi frowned: "Come down, go into the house, aren't you stupid? Isn't it cold?"

The second child was stunned: "It's not cold, Dad, why are you here? Where's my mother?"

The boss came down from the tree, but he wasn't very tall at first. It's hard for a hawthorn tree to grow taller. It's all twisted and twisted. Otherwise, a six-year-old child wouldn't be able to climb it.

Looking at the hole in the back of the boss, Zhang Qingzhi kicked the boss in the buttocks, almost kicking the boss again, and ran downhill with his strength. When Zhang Qingzhi entered the yard with the second child, the boss I have already got on the kang, nestled in the corner of the kang, and chanted scriptures.

"You beat him? Why beat the child so hard?" Zhang Jingyi said something to Zhang Qingzhi who entered the door.

"It's such a cold day to lead the second child to climb a tree, look at the clothes are torn, are you blind for nothing?"

"The clothes are broken? It's okay, just sew them up. Why are you here now?"

"..., here to pick you up, Guixin misses you. Guixin, I'm in the hospital."

"Hospitalized?" Zhang Jingyi looked up at Zhang Qingzhi: "What hospital? What's wrong?"

Zhang Qingzhi put the things down and opened the bag: "I'm sick, I'm going to treat it. It's been a long time since I saw the child thinking about it. Mom, I found Brother Zhaorui, who is in Shenyang, and I cooked at his place during this time." .

Say yes, I misunderstood back then, it was Guixin's second uncle, Liu Huawen?It is said that he made a ghost from the middle, and now the misunderstanding is cleared up.Just looking at his health is not very good, he was injured before the war, and now he is heavy. "

Zhang Jingyi hummed, sighed, and thought for a while in a daze: "Didn't you eat? I'll go get some food."

Liu Zhaorui's matter was a hurdle in the old lady's heart. At that time, she saw that she couldn't live anymore. She had no relatives and was the only one in her heart. As a result, she sent a letter coldly and lost the letter.

The old lady still keeps the 50 yuan at the moment, not because she is reluctant to spend it, but because she doesn't want to spend it.When not.

After a brief meal, Zhang Wanli and Zhang Wanzhi came back. They sat down and said a few words. They heard that Liu Guixin was sick and hospitalized. The two brothers were a little anxious, but there was nothing they could do, they were too far away.Besides, it costs money to go out.

Not to mention money, a few people couldn't even scrape together food stamps.

This is why it was difficult for rural people to enter the city at that time. There were no food stamps and no food to eat.

Zhang Jingyi packed up his things, took a few changes of clothes and packed them in a small bag, and then went to pack the two brothers' things, Zhang Qingzhi said: "No, I have to go and see and I have to come back, I can't take care of them now, mom, dad , Master, you just follow along and spend some snacks."

Zhang Wanli said: "It's okay, I can't help anything else, it should be."

(End of this chapter)