dream village

After pondering for a while, Zhang Tao said slowly: "I really haven't considered whether to continue my studies. In the past two days, I have been thinking about a question repeatedly. For us peasant children, is college entrance examination the only way out for us? You know how difficult this road is, and what a huge price we and our families have to pay to achieve this goal! But what about the result? Even if the goal is finally achieved, for example, you, after graduating from a teacher’s college, became a Teacher, will you be satisfied? Most importantly, how much help can you bring to your family and the hometown where you were born and raised?

"Usually we keep shouting, and we have been instilled in these years of studying, and those dedication or struggle for the future, ideals, and ambitions. What exactly do we mean? Is it for the country and society? But does our hometown count? What about one of them? The ancients said that if you don’t sweep a house, how can you sweep the world. If our hometown is always in poverty and backwardness, what’s the point of us being busy and poor outside? So! To put it bluntly, our efforts and struggles are actually It is for personal enjoyment and those fanciful ideals and goals."

Zhang Tao inserted his hands into his hair, staring at Gao Zi's parents who were busy in the field, with a look of painful thought.He went on to say: "Yes, like you, I don't have a good impression of my hometown. Hometown is used by literati to sigh, and it is also used by successful people to show off. The so-called returning home is only about these people. And For us, our hometown is our hometown. The trees and grass on the roadside or in the mountains cannot become the scenery of the city's flower beds or parks, and the adobe brick houses cannot become the city's high-rise buildings. Our hometown is not so beautiful and glamorous. All that was left was barrenness, hunger and pain. We survived only by squeezing a few drops of yellow milk from her shriveled breasts. Here, we spent a long period of childhood and youth, tasted all kinds of tastes of life for the first time, experienced I have seen all the hardships and bitterness of life, and I have also seen many human tragedies that have been repeatedly staged."

Gao Zi looked at Zhang Tao in surprise, what happened to him today!What stimulated you?How can there be so many emotions?Zhang Tao ignored Gao Zi's surprised gaze, and looked at the distant mountains with a puzzled face, as if there would be some answers he needed in the verdant mountains.Followed by a heavy voice that seemed to be oppressed from the lungs sounded again.

"Indeed, my hometown not only shaped my hard-working and indomitable personality, but also planted the seeds of rebellion in my heart. I seem to have been vaguely sensing that there is a voice calling to me from afar, and there is a colorful The world is beckoning to me, tempting and encouraging me to escape from this poor and backward land that he resents and hates day by day. But this is our hometown! Whether we admit it or not, it exists; whether we like it or not , it is the root that we broke the hamstring and still connected to the flesh, can we deny this fact?

"Yes, we grew up in this land! There are folks who have cared for us here, and there are Faxiao who grew up with us. Don't tell me we have enough to eat and drink here, and we have something to do, so we wave Wave your hands and leave a gorgeous back? The two of us are the people who have read the most books in the village, and our horizons are naturally wider. Can't we think about what we can do for our hometown?"

Zhang Tao looked at Gao Zi with fiery eyes and said, "It's not because of how lofty my thoughts are, nor because people in the village have called me a hero these two days, but I've been thinking about this for a long time. The way out for our hometown Where is it? How can we change this poverty and backwardness? Do we have to live in such a numb manner for generations to continue this tragic fate? Is it possible that we can only live like this for the rest of our lives, except for going to the coal mines to earn money for our lives? Are you facing the loess with your back to the sky? Gaozi, I dare not say change, but I want to explore, to explore a way for myself and my hometown. I know it is difficult, but I hope my heart can be with the land of my hometown Let's pulsate together to see if we can create a color and a miracle. Besides, if we don't do this, who will do it?"

Having said that, Zhang Tao's voice became high-pitched, full of anger and dissatisfaction. "For thousands of years, no matter how much farmers have made in the change of dynasties, they will never be able to change their fate at the bottom of the society. Caring for farmers and praising farmers are just things that hang on the lips. Those who shouted all over the world We all know that the policy of benefiting farmers is just the poor rice grains squeezed out of the greasy mouth. Many high-ranking temple officials often justly criticize and say, why look down on farmers? What's wrong with farmers? Freedom, fresh breath Air, and non-polluting food for every meal. Is there no way out for being a farmer? Engaging in planting, courtyard economy, forest economy, three-dimensional economy, etc., is it impossible to get rich?

"This is pure fucking bullshit. It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. Do you need technology and funds to do these things? Where do these technologies and funds come from? Who bears the risk of failure? An ordinary farmer can bear it." Do you live in such a failure? If doing these things can really make a fortune, why don’t the people in the city go to the countryside? To invest and make a fortune! Why do the country people sharpen their heads one by one whether they have money or not? What about drilling in the city? Why are the cities getting bigger and more prosperous, while the countryside is becoming more and more desolate and sparsely populated? These high-ranking guys will only let him go back to the countryside with nothing, hit a wall, and suffer, so they won’t put them indiscriminately. Such bullshit."

Gao Zi also interjected: "Those rich people are used to delicacies from mountains and seas. Occasionally, they will find it very delicious when they eat wild vegetables and coarse rice, and then they will envy us that we can eat these pollution-free and natural foods every day. In fact, if they are really allowed to eat a week of rough food, no matter how healthy and green they are, their faces will be green. When we are working hard for food and clothing, they already eat meat every day. When we can eat meat occasionally When we were eating meat, they were already tired of eating meat. When we could eat meat every day, they were tired of eating all kinds of delicacies, so they went to eat our simple food, and always felt that we could not keep up with their pace of life. What is this? What about shit harmony?"

"Gaozi, take these two loads of grain to the road. You and Tugu go back first, and we'll clean it up later." Liangqing's voice interrupted their conversation.

"Uncle, won't you carry this threshing machine back?" Zhang Tao asked doubtfully, thinking about doing heavier work.

"The threshing machine will be borrowed from Lianggui's house tomorrow, so there is no need to move it today. You can just bring the dangu back for me." Liangqing explained.

Zhang Tao said "oh" and didn't say anything more, so he and Gao Zi picked up a full load of rice and walked back.

Gaozi belonged to a group of Cao Zichong, and it was the first bay from Gaotang. The surname of this bay was not Cao, but Jiang.The Jiang surname is the common surname in Xiachong Village, and there are three groups named Jiang, namely the first, second and fifth groups.These three groups are distributed in a character structure, located in three directions, respectively guarding the main passages leading to Dashi Gaotang, Daozi Dongxi and Longtang Xiangbei.From this point of view, the ancestors surnamed Jiang had a vision and deep meaning in arranging their descendants in this way.

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the common lawn in front of Cao Zichong.Zhang Tao put down his shoulder pole and said, "Gao Zi, I'm going back first. In the evening, you accompany me to watch the night on Luozi Mountain."

Gao Zi readily agreed, and Zhang Tao didn't stay any longer, and rushed home directly.

"Monkey, what are you running for?" Zhang Tao asked suspiciously at the monkey who was running anxiously in front of Liujiapu.