dream village

Xiang'er turned her head to look at Zhang Tao sympathetically and said, "Roads are the blood of a local economy. Without roads, one can imagine how miserable your village is."

Then she asked again: "Do you have any resources and specialties in your village?"

"No! Nothing! Poor and white!" Zhang Tao replied dejectedly.

After a moment of silence, Xiang'er honked the horn, as if hoping that the loud horn would break through the heavy depression and sorrow in front of her eyes.

Xiang'er said to Zhang Tao in an encouraging tone: "Tao, so you have to work hard for yourself, for this road, and for the folks in your hometown, so that you can get ahead as soon as possible and change the poverty and backwardness of your hometown as soon as possible."

Zhang Tao nodded, but did not answer her words, a sudden feeling of depression made him a little out of breath.Many things about his hometown flashed before his eyes, just like the winding road connecting his hometown with the outside world, which is familiar and kind, heavy and sad.

He is eager to engage in the development of Nanchong, which is also to change the backwardness of his hometown.Although he is full of confidence, he also knows that this matter is far from as simple as he thought, and there is still a long way to go to achieve this goal.

After a pause, Xiang'er tentatively asked, "Tao, would you like to talk to me about your hometown and your past? See if I can help you."

"What is there to talk about?" Zhang Tao muttered in his heart.The topic of his hometown has always been a minefield in his heart. Its poverty and backwardness made him feel more humiliation and pain. He has been carefully avoiding this topic, and rarely opens up this topic with others.

But Liu Xiang, a young woman who is several years older than him, is so gentle, considerate, and understanding, her eyes and voice are so kind and soft, getting along with her is like holding a soft stick in her hand all the time. The soft silk scratches your heart gently, making you feel itchy and comfortable, like sweet nectar, like bathing in sunshine.From her, Zhang Tao felt a kind of mother's love, so he was able to let go of his pride unconsciously, and was willing to open his heart to Xiang, and say things that he never wanted to show others.

After obtaining Zhang Tao's consent, Liu Xiang pulled the car aside, smiled at him and said, "Anyway, it's still early, and I'm not in a hurry. I have to listen to my Tao's past and hometown."

After finishing speaking, Liu Xiang leaned into Zhang Tao's arms, quietly waiting for him to start talking about his hometown.When Zhang Tao was talking, she sometimes interjected to put forward her views or questions, sometimes cooperated with Zhang Tao to say "ah, oh" to express her emotions, and sometimes hugged Zhang Tao tightly or kissed him, To show sympathy and comfort, and encourage him to go on.

Zhang Tao said: "My village is a remote and backward small valley. There are few fields, lack of water, and many dry fields. The food grown is not enough. Almost every household is short of food. Every time it comes to the market, the men, women, and children in my village become urinated. In groups, they carry or carry loads or baskets of local specialties in exchange for bags of grain. There are not many valuable cash crops in our village, mainly peppers, tea and tea oil. Others like sweet potatoes, Although the output of potatoes and other things is high, they can’t be exchanged for much money. They are mainly used to fill their stomachs. Although tea oil and tea are famous for their quality, the output is not large. Every household can only eat enough for themselves. But most families will choose to sell the tea oil and eat cheaper vegetable oil themselves.”

When talking about this, Liu Xiang interjected: "I give gifts out every year, and I also buy these special products, probably from your hometown, but why don't you engage in large-scale operations?"

Zhang Tao smiled wryly and said: "How to do it? Who has such vision and thinking? Who has such abundant funds? The land was originally scarce, and it was dismembered by the land contract responsibility system and scattered to every household. , and it is the land that farmers use to survive, who has the courage and courage to collect it?"

Liu Xiang said nothing and frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.

Zhang Tao said seriously but humorously: "Pig raising in my village is a kind of income. Almost every household raises pigs. Some pig women sell piglets, some raise butcher pigs for meat, and some raise pigs for breeding. It can be said that there are no people in the village. It means that there are the most pigs, and it is a world of pigs, including old, medium, young, boars, sows, barrows, and a complete range of breeds.”

"Yes! It is said that the plantain piglets are of high quality and high quality, but in fact the piglets in our village are the real best products."

Xiang'er smiled and said to Zhang Tao: "No wonder, you may be the first one!"

Zhang Tao squeezed her waist lightly, and said ironically, "Okay! I'm the first litter, so I'll drag you back in a while and make another litter."

After speaking, both of them burst out laughing.

After a pause, Xiang'er asked again: "Does your family raise pigs?"

"One-third of my family's economic income comes from raising pigs, and my reading, clothing and food are almost entirely dependent on pigs. Do you think my family raises pigs?" Zhang Tao said with a long sigh.

"The other main income of my village is to grow peppers for sale." Zhang Tao said proudly: "My family is not only a big pig raiser, but also a big pepper grower. My mother is a good pepper grower."

Xiang'er listened quietly in Zhang Tao's arms, her expression was so lazy and charming, and so serene and docile.Those long-repressed words in Zhang Tao's heart, or grievances and sadness, rushed outside like a market, as if to accept her review or comfort.

"However, this is also forced by life, there is no way! The family has only two acres of land, and the little grain grown, in addition to paying public grain, has to feed five people's mouths and take care of several pigs' mouths and dozens of chickens and duck beaks, so the food is not enough to eat, so we can only spend money to buy it outside. In addition, our three sisters need money for education, human relations, buying seeds, pesticides and fertilizers, etc. How much money is needed for my father to be a private teacher? Ten yuan was only enough for him to smoke and drink, so he forced his mother to raise more pigs and different types of peppers, relying on hard labor, blood, tears and sweat to support the family and support our education.

"Growing peppers is a very hard job. Almost no piece of soil in my house is near the water source. They are all on the mountainside or even on the top of the mountain. In summer, we have to water almost every day and fertilize every few days. It will grow well. So every summer weekend and summer vacation, the task of carrying water and manure, and serving the peppers that my mother thinks is like my grandfather falls to me again, and I can’t take it off.”

When he said this, Zhang Tao suddenly felt extremely depressed. A kind of resentment and anger accumulated from the injustice of life and society surged and rolled in his heart, making him wish to smash this dark society with his fist.