good old days

The things Luo Chaosheng brought back were quite rare in the capital.

I heard that Luo Chaosheng was back, and a group of neighbors came to the courtyard.

Neighbors who came to the courtyard came to taste some dried fruits and praised the dried fruits from Xinjiang Province for being particularly sweet.

Luo Chaosheng said with a smile: "The temperature difference between day and night in Xinjiang Province is large, which can lock in sugar. The fruits there are sweeter than here. Fresh cantaloupe is the most delicious, and there are also yellow figs. The local people's ethnic language translation In Chinese, it’s called sugar buns…”

Only Luo Chaosheng in this courtyard has stayed in Xinjiang Province all year round and knows it very well. Jiang Xinyu and Chen Yi have never been there before, and they were fascinated by what he said.

Populus euphratica forests in the golden autumn, the vast Gobi Desert, the rippling blue grasslands in summer, the endless snow-capped mountains, the clear and sweet Tianshan snow water...

The sound of such a colorful land makes people fascinated.

The neighbors were amazed when they heard it and wanted to take a look.

Old Man Luo shook his head and said, "Look at his face, it's all exposed over there. A man under fifty looks the same as an old man in his sixties or seventies."

Old man Luo really regrets that his eldest son went to Xinjiang Province with the army. Nearly 17 years have passed since he was 30 years old. From youth to middle age, his eldest son has devoted all his youthful blood to that land. .

The hardships of life on the frontier are far beyond what ordinary people can understand.

Luo Chaosheng somewhat admired his father's mouth. He could tolerate it at sixty. Isn't seventy a bit too much?He is only over 40, so he can be said to be in his prime.

The conditions in Xinjiang Province are just like that, but they have gotten much better in recent years.It was a place he had dedicated half his life to, and he was really reluctant to leave.

Looking back on the hard years in the past, they were all youth.

The neighbors all left. After Luo Chaosheng cleaned up, he also started working in the kitchen.

While cutting celery, Luo Chaosheng thought of his daughter and went out with a knife, "Dad, where is Duoduo?"

Old Man Luo breathed out from his nostrils, "Do you still remember Duoduo?"

Wang Sumei, who was holding the wastewater basin and pouring water, heard this and couldn't help but said: "You are still a father. Are there any fathers like you?"

Forget it if you don't take the child with you. I didn't think of asking my daughter until two hours after I came back.

Luo Chaosheng: "I'm not used to being alone."

Wang Sumei: "It's okay to take care of the children and not raise them. From now on, the children will not be close to you. Even if they don't get close, you will still have to blame them."

Luo Chaosheng argued: "Then I can't let her go there with me. I have a lot of things on weekdays and no one at home to take care of me. How can she do it by herself at home?"

His ex-wife couldn't bear the fact that it was too far away from her parents' home, he was often away from home, and the environment and climate were not good, so they had no choice but to divorce.An adult can't stand it there, let alone a child.

Wang Sumei shook her head and said with disgust: "What you said are all excuses, not to mention it is for the good of the child. If you are really doing it for the best of the child, you should ask her opinion. I don't believe that the child doesn't want to live with his own parents. To put it bluntly, Yes, you are just selfish and looking after yourself."

Luo Chaosheng had not been disciplined by a woman for a long time. This feeling was somewhat new to Luo Chaosheng, but he was a little unconvinced by being called selfish. "Then tell me, what else can I do if I don't let Duoduo stay at home?"

Wang Sumei looked at him in surprise, "What do you want me to do about your own affairs?"

"Either transfer your job back, or take your daughter and go there with your dad." Luo Chaosheng shook his head, "It would be great if my dad is willing to go there. My job won't be transferred back for a while."

Wang Sumei felt that she was wasting her words, "Then continue like this. When your daughter no longer has feelings for you, I'll see where you go to cry."

Wang Sumei returned to the house with the basin, and Uncle Luo looked at his eldest son and smiled.

"Dad, why are you laughing? Hey, where is Duoduo?"

"Duoduo is at Xiaowen's house and is already in the first grade. If you miss her, go and pick her up soon."

Luo Chaosheng nodded repeatedly, "I'll take whatever you want. I bought her a lot of fun things."

He put down the tableware, picked up the dried fruits and left, "Dad, wait a moment. I'll start cooking after I bring Duoduo back. If you're hungry, eat something else first."

The curtain was lifted, and the steam from Wang Sumei's fried chicken jumped out. Luo Chaosheng took a sip and found it really fragrant.

The smell of dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns in the pot was very pungent. Jiang Xinyu took the baby out for some air.

Uncle Luo was sitting at the door peeling walnuts.

"Grandpa Luo, aren't you cold?"

Uncle Luo: "Wear thick clothes. You won't be cold right now. Duoduo will be back soon. She likes to eat walnuts. I'll peel some for her and put them away."

Seeing that the child kept staring at the walnuts, Jiang Xinyu picked one up and put it in his hand for him to play with.

"Grandpa Luo, the scenery in Xinjiang Province is so beautiful, have you been there?"

Uncle Luo nodded, "Of course I have been there. I went there the first year after I finished working and retired, and stayed there for nearly a year, from spring to winter."

"At that time, all you could see was the Gobi Desert. You don't know how hard it was for my boss when he first went there. The transformation of the Gobi Desert into an oasis was the result of so many years of hard work by countless soldiers. There were no houses before. They lived in thatched huts in the summer and in dens in the ground in the winter, sleeping on beds made of wild hemp. They had no fixed place and moved frequently. They used farm tools to open up tens of millions of acres of wasteland. The ground there was so alkaline and thick that your feet could sink right into it... "

They used kantumans, poles, wicker baskets, and a small number of tractors to move sand dunes, dig out weeds, open up wasteland, dig canals and build roads, all in order to open up farms in the wasteland and build green homes suitable for people to live in. …

When Uncle Luo was talking, Wang Sumei and Chen Yi in the room also listened carefully.

This is a world they have never known.

As Uncle Luo talked, he also played an allegro: "Wild hemp replaces the wire bed, eating a pickle is like a sausage, the sky is the tent, the earth is the bed, drinking boiled water is like chicken soup. Wherever the difficulties are, go there, the soldiers of the Corps are the strongest." "

After singing, Uncle Luo smiled, with nostalgia in his eyes, "I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still remember these words. Life is too much, life is too hard. They compiled songs one after another to encourage myself. I When I heard them singing, everyone was busy working in the fields. I will never forget that scene in my life. I am not afraid of your laughter. I almost shed tears at that time."

"Although I hope that the boss can transfer his job back, he doesn't want to come back, and I can understand him."

"Su Mei, you said that my eldest son is selfish and doesn't care about the children. I have to say something for him. My eldest son is a man. It's me who doesn't want to go there. I really can't blame him for these things. Life is never perfect. Woolen cloth."

Wang Sumei didn't expect that Uncle Luo was talking about Xinjiang Province and could pass the words to her.

She had mixed feelings and became curious about Luo Chaosheng's life experience.