Roaming in the dark

Chapter 397

Anyway, there was nothing to do, Sheng Chuncheng lay on the bed until almost nine o'clock, and then he lingered to get up.

After washing up and going downstairs, Xiaowei rested her chin on the counter and stared at Sheng Chuncheng. Before she could speak, Sheng Chuncheng said:
"I know there's no phone."

Xiaowei straightened up and said with a smile, "Yes."

"Do those who don't work have breakfast?" Sheng Chuncheng asked, "I feel ashamed myself, I'm eating free food."

"You still know, go." Xiaowei said.

"What's for dinner today?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"Gaba dishes."

"Is it tasty?"

"The chef himself is very satisfied, and Mr. Sun also said it was delicious, and he ate a big bowl." Xiao Wei frowned, "But to be honest, it's not delicious at all, it's not as good as gnocchi, maybe we can't eat it." Get used to it."

Sheng Chuncheng went to the kitchen and saw the chef himself eating breakfast with a large bowl in front of him. He looked suspicious and thought, this is probably the Gaba dish that Xiaowei mentioned. Lost appetite.

Sheng Chuncheng asked the chef, are there any dumplings left?
"Yes, it's in the refrigerator. I'll make it for you," said the chef.

Sheng Chuncheng said no need, I'll do it myself, you'll eat it.

Sheng Chuncheng cooked himself a bowl of dumplings, sat down, and had breakfast with the chef. The chef's bowl of Gaba dishes had already bottomed out. He tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks and said to Sheng Chuncheng:

"It's a pity. I thought you wouldn't come for breakfast. I didn't leave it for you. You don't have the good fortune."

Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "Thank you, to be honest, it's like a piece of shit, and I lose my appetite just looking at it."

"You don't understand, it's delicious, it's delicious." Seeing that what Sheng Chuncheng said was so disgusting, the chef felt even more disgusting than what Sheng Chuncheng said. Anyway, he was almost finished eating, and Sheng Chuncheng just started eating.

The chef said: "Shit is delicious. Pan-fried, stir-fried and stewed soups are delicious. We grew up eating shit, and so do you. If you want to eat Chinese cabbage with shit now, you can't eat it. You can eat it." If this dumpling uses Chinese cabbage like that, it will be even more delicious."

Sheng Chuncheng knew that this guy did it on purpose. He had already started to feel sick, but he still pretended to eat with gusto, and asked:

"This one is already delicious, is it in it, or did you pull it yourself?"

"Fuck you!" The chef finally couldn't hold it anymore, cursed, stood up, took the bowl and walked away. There was still a little Gaba in the bowl, so he didn't eat it.

Sheng Chuncheng looked at him and laughed, thinking, fight wits and courage, come on, who is afraid of whom?I am bored, so I can hang out with you every day.

Sheng Chuncheng was halfway through eating, the waiter ran in from the door, saw Sheng Chuncheng, and called:
"Master Sheng, the guest is looking for you."

Sheng Chuncheng immediately stood up and followed her out.What are you pretending, saying that you don’t need a massage, but you still can’t hold back in the end, you still need a massage, right?

He walked through the reception room and was about to go upstairs when Xiaowei stopped him and asked him what he was doing?

Sheng Chuncheng said: "I'm going to change my work clothes, get my bag, and essential oils are all in it."

"No, no, he needs a massage, or he wants to talk to you." Xiao Wei said, "He's in the pavilion, you go over there."

Sheng Chuncheng walked quickly and approached the forest. He slowed down and breathed evenly, so as not to look like he was in a hurry.

Mr. Sun was still the same as yesterday and the day before yesterday, sitting there, staring at the lake in front of him motionless, even if Sheng Chuncheng walked by his side, he didn't turn his head.

Sheng Chuncheng nodded slightly and said, "Mr. Sun, are you looking for me?"

"Yes." Mr. Sun said, paused for a while, and added two words: "Sit down."

On both sides of the pavilion, there are chair-shaped bamboo sills. Sheng Chuncheng sat down on it, and through his trousers, he could feel the coldness of the bamboo under his buttocks.

"I heard that two ancient cities were submerged under the water, right?" Mr. Sun asked.

Sheng Chuncheng was right, "Lion City and Hecheng are two ancient counties. Last year, Zhejiang Satellite TV released a documentary filmed by diving. The houses and streets in the ancient cities are well preserved."

"It's interesting, the door is still ajar, as if the owner will come back after going out for a while, but he will never come back. Now the only people who come in and out of the door are fish, right?" Mr. Sun said.

Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "It's not so poetic. In our village, many of them were immigrants at that time, backward immigrants."

"Backward immigration, what do you mean?" Mr. Sun asked.

"The Xin'anjiang Hydropower Station was the first large-scale hydropower station built by our country at that time. It was up and down, and there was no experience with the immigrants in the reservoir area. In addition, the country was also very difficult in the past five years. The construction of this hydropower station was already a problem. The whole country has devoted all its efforts, so how can there be any financial resources to resettle the immigrants? The immigrants of the Xin'anjiang Reservoir are also the first generation of immigrants in our country.

"At that time, the houses in our village were originally built at the foot of the mountain, including the two ancient cities. The villages and towns by the water were built with the problem of flooding in mind when they were built. There is definitely no problem, and the water will not flood it.

"As a result, when the dam was closed and began to store water, it was just in time for the rainy season. When there was a heavy rain, the water level rose rapidly. In one night, the house began to flood with water. The water rose so fast that everyone panicked. When I got up, I didn't even have time to get the furniture and the food in the cabinet, so I ran back in a hurry, up a higher mountain.

"Standing on it, I saw my home was flooded, my village was flooded, and my ancestral graves were flooded. Everyone was crying, but there was no time for pain. The water was still rising, so I could only continue running to a higher mountain. .

"At the top of the mountain, there are so many people without shelter or food. Our village is quite good. On the mountain behind the village, there is an ancestral hall. Hundreds of people from the whole village are crowded in this ancestral hall.

"But what to do if there is no food? At that time, no one was in charge, and there was no way to manage it. The entire reservoir area has more than 30 people, all of whom are in the mountains. This is the same situation. The local government is also the same. The office is flooded, and even a desk None of them survived. Those cadres and their families, whose homes were flooded, were also mixed in with these people. What could they do? In addition, there are many hills and no roads.

"Everyone is on the mountain. They have nothing to eat, so they can only eat leaves and wild vegetables. There are a few families, which are not bad. When they escaped, they drove the pigs raised by the family to the mountain. At this time, they killed the pigs. , other people don't have the money to ask them to buy meat, and in the end it's just robbery and fighting.

"Fortunately, people at that time had a high level of awareness. The higher-ups advertised that we were the first generation of immigrants in New China, and that we had to sacrifice our small family for the sake of national construction. People all over the country were watching us. Everyone believed this very much. It is said that there are so many people, and under such difficult conditions, there is still no major disturbance.

"But there are so many people in the mountains, no house, no land, and no way to survive for a long time. The country began to mobilize, and this began to transfer immigrants. They mobilized everyone to go to Jiangxi, Fujian, and Shihezi, Xinjiang. One person was given 50 yuan. The resettlement fee is all the compensation, and more than 20 people just 'wash their feet and board the boat' and began to travel around the country."

After Sheng Chuncheng finished speaking, Mr. Sun didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, he sighed softly and asked:
"How are these people doing now?"

"There are still many remaining issues to be dealt with. Both Chun'an and Yongcheng have immigration bureaus, which are not available in other county-level agencies. Every year, the state will still provide money to subsidize the immigrants of that year."

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