good old days

Wherever there are people, there is always excitement, and rural areas are always the most lively places.

After walking around the village, Jiang Xinyu learned that Wen Guili, an educated youth, had been admitted to a junior college in the province in last year's college entrance examination, and her ex-husband Li Qiang had made a scene to prevent her from going to school.

The educated youth in the village have returned to the city one after another, and now there are only half the number of people living in the educated youth spots compared to before.

"Xinyu, I heard that Chen Yi's father is still alive and is still a big leader. Will your mother-in-law not return to the brigade in the future?"

Someone answered without her needing to answer, "The capital is so nice. If I didn't come back, I might become a city dweller in the future."

...

Jiang Xinyu muttered a few words and then went to the public house.

There were many people in the public room, including people from the advance brigade next door. Jiang Xinyu even saw Xia Dongmin.

The two parties were arguing fiercely. After listening to it, she realized that the two brigades were fighting for the ownership of the canal and land.

Uncle Zhao, the old accountant, hid aside. Jiang Xinyu came over and squatted down and asked, "Uncle, do Chen Yi and I have any land?"

Old Uncle Zhao nodded: "It stands to reason that there is. Your household registration is not in the commune now, but you don't have a workplace. You will have to take the land back after you graduate from college and have a workplace."

Old Zhao lowered his voice: "Go back and tell your mother-in-law that your land will be rented to us for farming. We will pay the agricultural tax, public grain, and withdrawals to you. In addition, we will give you some rent. You can decide how much is suitable. I can also get you some points. A good piece of land.”

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and talk to my mother-in-law. Then Uncle Zhao, can my children get land?"

Lao Zhao: "Do you have a registered permanent residence? Once you register, you will have land."

Lao Zhao did the math. These four people have four acres and eighty cents of land. If they can rent it, what is the appropriate rent?

There were many people in the village who were eyeing Jiang Xinyu's home. Even Jiang Xinyu's second uncle and aunt had this intention and mentioned it to Chen Xiuyun.

Guests kept coming to the courtyard of Wang Sumei's house. Chen Yi bought the tickets and Jiang Xinyu took the child to register. After staying in the village for two days, the three of them set off for Xinjiang Province.

The further west the train goes, the less green there is, and there are more mountains and tunnels, and many places look yellow and bare at a glance.

"The mountains over there are covered with grass and trees, but the mountains over here are bare and nothing grows." Wang Sumei didn't expect that the scenery in different areas of a country is so different.

The man in the seat opposite said: "It's not bad here. If you go further south, you can see the Gobi Desert at a glance. At this time, Turpan is so hot that eggs stuck in the sand can be cooked..."

We didn't buy sleeper tickets, so the three of us sat on hard seats. Although it was a bit painful, looking at the scenery outside the window was not as stressful as imagined.

But it’s really hot in the train. There’s not even a fan in the carriage in this summer, and the smell isn’t very good with so many people crowded in the carriage.

Wang Sumei wanted to do the dried fruit business just on a whim. After mentioning it to her son and daughter-in-law, the family decided to come to Xinjiang Province, but she also thought about it along the way. It's not easy to go back and forth, and the transportation of goods alone is difficult for her.But it’s all here, as my daughter-in-law said, even if you can’t get anything done, it’s still good to come and take a look.

"Brother, are you from Xinjiang Province?"

The uncle nodded: "I am from the Corps and have settled here. What are you doing here?"

When someone spoke, someone would interrupt. Everyone was chattering away, and they all looked extremely enthusiastic.

Most of the people on this carriage were actually members of the "Bingtuan" who had returned home to visit relatives.

It wouldn't be boring if there were people talking on the way. The train finally stopped in Urumqi. Jiang Xinyu felt that her legs and feet were swollen.

After getting off the bus, there were many ethnic comrades in the station square. Wang Sumei was amazed to see that these ethnic comrades looked like foreigners, with deep eye sockets, high nose bridges, and quite a lot of beards, but the smell was a bit unpleasant, a bit like Sheep smell.

"That little girl is really good-looking, her eyelashes are long, curly and thick." Jiang Xinyu concluded: "She looks like a doll." She has great looks.

"Comrade Wang Sumei, Xiao Chen, Xiao Jiang..."

Under the scorching sun, Luo Chaosheng, wearing a light blue shirt, walked with Duo Duo in his hand and waved to them.

Walking closer, Wang Sumei asked: "Where is your dad?"

"It was too hot, so I didn't let him go back and forth."

"Let's go, take the car to our place first. My dad recently learned how to make stuffed rice noodles with the lady next door. He was washing his face early this morning. He can have something cool to cool down after returning home soon."

The sky was blue without any flaws, and the temperature was so high that it felt as if time had stood still.

Jiang Xinyu looked around and felt that this territory was so big. She couldn't understand a word those ethnic comrades said.

"Uncle Luo, how do you sell melons over there?"

Luo Chaosheng said with a smile: "It costs five cents per kilogram. Balang here sells things by kilogram, not by jin. Don't buy it here. If you have it at home, you can eat it when you go back."

Jiang Xinyu couldn't believe the price. There were melon sellers in the capital, and they all started selling melons for a dime, or a pound.

"Five cents per kilogram is not cheap anymore. There is not much here but there is a lot of land. Every household in the village grows a lot of melons. Those who work in the city have to buy melons to eat. Those who sell melons have to bring them to the city. It can’t be sold at a high price, so it can’t be cheap.”

There are many stalls selling cantaloupe, melon, watermelon and various vegetables.

Compared with the capital, the market here is much more chaotic. It can be said that there are markets everywhere. As long as someone passes by, there may be someone selling something.

Wang Sumei was surprised, "Isn't there a market here? When we set up stalls in the capital, we have to set them up in designated places."

Luo Chaosheng said: "There is a language barrier here. When you stay for a long time, you will know that cultural differences will make management difficult."

To put it bluntly, the most obedient people are the Han people.

Ethnic villages are much more difficult to manage than Han villages, and their words are useless.

National integration cannot be accomplished in a day, and it is certainly impossible to see significant results in a short period of time.

Duoduo couldn't move her legs looking at the white maltose, so Chen Yi bought several pieces.

Jiang Xinyu had never eaten this kind of candy. The first bite she felt was full of milk, sweet and delicious, and the second bite was still delicious. After a few more bites, my God, it was so sweet, so she squeezed it for a while, and her hands were sticky.

Luo Chaosheng took the candy in Duoduo's hand and said, "Don't let her eat too much, or her teeth will be eaten by worms."

Duoduo groaned, regretting not taking a few more bites just now.

The car was replaced by a donkey cart, and it took nearly two hours to get to the yard.

"My dad didn't want to live upstairs in the city, so I built a courtyard near the city. The courtyard is big, so don't be restrained. Tomorrow I'll take a car with you to Turpan."

Knowing what they were here for, Luo Chaosheng made inquiries. If he wanted to get the raisins, he had to go to Buyiluk to get the first-hand supply.

(End of this chapter)