Rebirth Space Farming
Chapter 93
Chapter 93
Two years passed in a flash, and it was June [-].
In the scorching summer, the shadow of the big locust tree in front of Gecun Village is reflected in the small pond dug just last year.
A few lotus flowers with plump stems and leaves are covered with oily green leaves, and the pink-white buds are half-opened and half-closed. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows past the buds, leaking a few wisps of fragrance.
The cicadas on the trees were screaming incessantly, and the rice in the rice field at the head of the village was growing just right.The villagers on the field ridge are wearing a bamboo hat, and the villagers under the bamboo hat are smiling. This year is another bumper harvest year.
"Selling popsicles," said a bicycle on the cement road at the head of the village that was completed at the beginning of the year.The village has all been covered with spacious tile-roofed houses with white walls and blue tiles. There are a few households in good condition who have demolished the old houses and lived in small buildings with buildings.
Telephone poles are erected from the head of the village to the large ancestral hall at the end of the village. Rows of acacia trees with purple-red cardamom flowers standing on the side of the road are about six or seven meters high.
Xiao Hai sat at the door of the house and did his homework. A shaking head electric fan was blowing on his bare back behind him. There were bursts of TV cartoons coming from the neighbor’s house. Inch black and white color TV.
"I sell popsicles, sugar water popsicles, black rice popsicles, and cream popsicles." Xiao Hai was immediately attracted by the cries outside, and he touched his pocket. Inside was the fifty cents that his grandfather gave him after he got drunk yesterday.
"Here are three popsicles, one of butter, and two of black rice," said a quiet little girl who ran out of a four-roomed big tile-roofed house in the village.Thick black and thick eyebrows, a melon-seeded face reddened by running, and a pair of vivid eyeballs.As soon as the little girl's bright red lips spit out, she finished talking about the popsicles she wanted to buy.
Grandpa and Aunt Lian like to eat black rice, and she likes to eat butter, which happens to be two yuan.Xiao Xian took a popsicle and looked at Xiao Hai who was sitting in front of the house, and bought another one.She wanted to be naughty, so she threw the popsicle on Xiaohai's homework.Xiao Hai hurriedly opened the homework book, but it was too late, and wanted to scold Xiao Xian, but she invited him to eat popsicles, and besides, Xiao Hai liked Xiao Xian a little bit.
But Xiaohai didn't dare to say that, or Yezi, who was more ferocious than a wolf cub in Southeast Miao Village, would beat him up hard.
In two years, the little girl from the Zhu family who jumped away in front of her has grown up like the bean sprouts cultivated by the villagers of Ge Village. She is tall, beautiful, and good at reading. Grandpa As I said, Xiaoxian will go to the town to study junior high school in the second half of the year, so he has to work harder, but Master Shanyin said that he is now worse than the ordinary fourth-grade students in the town, that is, the students in the temple. Taozhi is even more fluent than him in reciting "goose goose goose".
Xiao Hai was distressed, and felt that the cream popsicle was no longer tasty.
The popsicle seller had already rode far away, Xiao Xian went back to the house and shared one popsicle from Aunt Lian, and when she was about to give the other one to her grandfather, no one was found in front of or behind the house, saying that the village chief just came to ask for someone, It was planted in the several acres of land behind the mountain, the leaves turned gray and got sick.All the old men went to the ground to check together.
The popsicle wrapped in wax paper was steaming white, and Xiaoxian was afraid that the popsicle would melt, so he hesitated to send it to the back mountain for fear that the popsicle would melt, and the village chief, Uncle Jin, was there, so she just took a popsicle and went there. It's embarrassing, it's better to give it to the neighbor next door to eat.
Thinking of this, Xiaoxian stepped out of the door, and within a few steps, he heard a burst of loud greetings.
"Xiaoxian, I'm looking for you. Look at the bracelet I've modified." The voice of Yezi, who is 15 years old this year, has changed, from the voice of a boy who lacked confidence to a voice with a thick voice. He is a young man, about 1.7 meters five, and he is very strong. His fists, which are used to making silver hammers, frighten his peers in the surrounding villages to dodge three points as soon as he swings them.
Yezi wore a white sweatshirt, vest, and trousers with delicate Miao embroidery on the neckline and waistband. It looked like it was handcrafted by Yezi's mother. He has traveled abroad for the past two years, gained knowledge, and became smarter. That is, his temperament is similar to before, and his temper is like a calf, straightforward.
"It's a hot day, and you came here just to bring back the bracelet? You really want to suffer. For the sake of changing the bracelet for me, here, treat you to a popsicle," Xiaoxian took the silverware that Yezi handed over. The bracelet, upon closer inspection, the bracelet looks a little different.The Meilou bracelet on her hand was carefully crafted by Li Quqi a few years ago. At that time, she considered that Xiaoxian would grow taller in the future, so she made a design that could adjust the size.There are nearly a hundred small plum buds on the bracelet, dotted together.
But last week, Yezi said that he wanted to help Xiaoxian change his style, so he begged for it, and sent it back today.
Xiaoxian looked closely at the bracelet that was slightly warmed by the sun, and found that Yezi had really changed the bracelet a little.Silverware is raised by others, Xiaoxian has a good physique, and the plum bracelet on her hand will shine brighter and brighter without cleaning.A small bell made of nine plum blossom buds was hung under the newly acquired bracelet, and a silver bead was stuffed in the middle of the bell, which hung on the hand, and when it moved, it made a crisp and pleasant bell.
"It looks good. It took me two nights to make it." Yezi's silver-making technology has advanced by leaps and bounds in the past few years, but he is not skilled enough compared to his father. He is very good at carving and drawing animals, but flowers and plants are not. His forte now.This small nine-plum bell, the size of a fingernail shell, really made him think hard.
"I'm not Rhubarb, what are you doing with the bell? Last year you gave Rhubarb that ugly bell that hung around his neck, and you could hear it a kilometer away." of bad water.
It's all the same, sooner or later it will all belong to my family, Yezi is meditating, grinning.
"After eating, go to the mouth of the well to wash your face. You're sweating. Aunt Li is going to see it, so it's time to scold you again," Xiaoxian said, but she put the bracelet back, and the bell hung on her bright white On his wrist, when he walked up, there were small crackling sounds.
Before the two of them reached the mouth of the well, "excuse me, is this the home of Zhu Shijun?" The questioner was a foreign woman with short cheek-length hair and a backpack.I say she is a foreigner because she is wearing a black and yellow sportswear and a mountaineering cap on her head. People in Gecun don't dress like that.Under the scorching sun, the tip of the woman's nose was glistening with sweat.
It has become more and more common for foreigners to enter Ge Village in the past two years.Especially after the concrete road is opened, there are three shuttle buses in the town every day, at [-]:[-] am, [-]:[-] noon and [-]:[-] pm.Xiaoxian didn't answer right away, she felt that the woman in the sportswear looked familiar.
Zhuo Feng wiped off his sweat, and she was a little embarrassed by the intriguing gazes of the boys and girls who were both outstanding in appearance and temperament.
She thought that a mountain village in the southwest must have difficult mountain roads, and even food and accommodation would be a problem, so before she set off, the husband at home specially prepared a large mountaineering bag for her, and put it in it. Medicine to drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants and summer medicine to prevent heat stroke.
"I blame that idiot, and he said that the southwest region is backward, where is it?" Zhuo Feng entered the mountain in a new urban and rural car with a big red flower hanging on it. Road conditions are still good.When I got off the car at the entrance of the village, the first thing I saw was the village guest house prepared by the village government to entertain tourists from all over the country for grain harvesting and sightseeing.
The person in charge of the reception in the guest house was a middle-aged woman under 40 years old, articulate and very talkative. Within a few minutes of her asking for directions, the woman said that people in the village called her Mrs. Wangcai, and that her ex-husband had died. Five or six years later, after the village became rich, her current husband came back from Fujian to work.After the two remarried, they contracted the guest house.
When she asked Zhu Shijun, an old man in the village, Mrs. Wangcai showed her the way. She walked down the cement road and saw the four connected tile-roofed houses with a pear tree planted in the back room. This is the Zhu family.The concrete road in the village was not long, but Zhuo Feng hesitated, and walked for a long time before reaching the end.
Two years ago, after meeting Zhu Shijun at the Guiyang Police Station, she continued to search for people at the police station and train station in Guiyang, but she did not find Zhu Shijun. What is certain is that Zhu Shijun must be not far from Guiyang somewhere.After being unable to find anyone for a long time, Zhuo Feng once gave up.
In May of this year, at her wedding, her mother said with tears in her eyes that she could see Xiaoxian before she died, and she would die in peace, which aroused Zhuo Feng's determination to find someone again.This time, she did not use formal means, but directly hired a well-connected private investigator. It is said that he can get the information inside the Ministry of Public Security.
In less than ten days, the private investigator's investigation results were available.
Gecun, a small southwest mountain village that is inconspicuous on the Chinese map, jumped into Zhuo Feng's eyes.Zhuo Feng was about to quit the job at that time, so it took another month to hand over the work. After getting the support of her husband, she went all the way south, from Guiyang to Baijia Ancient Town, and finally to Gecun.
Along the way, from time to time, Zhuo Feng took out the only family photo left by her brother, which was taken when Xiao Xian was one year old.Xiaoxian in the photo is still a "little fat man" with sparse forehead hair and a three-layered chin.
From leaving BJ at the age of six to the age of ten, the four years in between are crucial for a growing girl.
Zhuo Feng was afraid of seeing a rough mountain boy with a snotty nose and a cat face, and she was also afraid that Xiaoxian would not leave Gecun with her.
Yes, taking Xiao Xian out of Ge Village, no matter what tricks that old fox Zhu Shijun uses, Zhuo Feng will take Xiao Xian away. After all, Zhu Shijun is a guilty person, and Xiao Xian followed such a corrupt person. No way.
"This is Zhu's family. May I ask who are you looking for?" As soon as Xiao Xian finished speaking, the woman in the mountain hat bit her lip. Zhuo Feng would make this mistake when he was nervous.
"I'm looking for Zhu Xiaoxian." Zhuo Feng glanced past Xiaoxian, and looked straight into the tile-roofed house with the door open.
(End of this chapter)
Two years passed in a flash, and it was June [-].
In the scorching summer, the shadow of the big locust tree in front of Gecun Village is reflected in the small pond dug just last year.
A few lotus flowers with plump stems and leaves are covered with oily green leaves, and the pink-white buds are half-opened and half-closed. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows past the buds, leaking a few wisps of fragrance.
The cicadas on the trees were screaming incessantly, and the rice in the rice field at the head of the village was growing just right.The villagers on the field ridge are wearing a bamboo hat, and the villagers under the bamboo hat are smiling. This year is another bumper harvest year.
"Selling popsicles," said a bicycle on the cement road at the head of the village that was completed at the beginning of the year.The village has all been covered with spacious tile-roofed houses with white walls and blue tiles. There are a few households in good condition who have demolished the old houses and lived in small buildings with buildings.
Telephone poles are erected from the head of the village to the large ancestral hall at the end of the village. Rows of acacia trees with purple-red cardamom flowers standing on the side of the road are about six or seven meters high.
Xiao Hai sat at the door of the house and did his homework. A shaking head electric fan was blowing on his bare back behind him. There were bursts of TV cartoons coming from the neighbor’s house. Inch black and white color TV.
"I sell popsicles, sugar water popsicles, black rice popsicles, and cream popsicles." Xiao Hai was immediately attracted by the cries outside, and he touched his pocket. Inside was the fifty cents that his grandfather gave him after he got drunk yesterday.
"Here are three popsicles, one of butter, and two of black rice," said a quiet little girl who ran out of a four-roomed big tile-roofed house in the village.Thick black and thick eyebrows, a melon-seeded face reddened by running, and a pair of vivid eyeballs.As soon as the little girl's bright red lips spit out, she finished talking about the popsicles she wanted to buy.
Grandpa and Aunt Lian like to eat black rice, and she likes to eat butter, which happens to be two yuan.Xiao Xian took a popsicle and looked at Xiao Hai who was sitting in front of the house, and bought another one.She wanted to be naughty, so she threw the popsicle on Xiaohai's homework.Xiao Hai hurriedly opened the homework book, but it was too late, and wanted to scold Xiao Xian, but she invited him to eat popsicles, and besides, Xiao Hai liked Xiao Xian a little bit.
But Xiaohai didn't dare to say that, or Yezi, who was more ferocious than a wolf cub in Southeast Miao Village, would beat him up hard.
In two years, the little girl from the Zhu family who jumped away in front of her has grown up like the bean sprouts cultivated by the villagers of Ge Village. She is tall, beautiful, and good at reading. Grandpa As I said, Xiaoxian will go to the town to study junior high school in the second half of the year, so he has to work harder, but Master Shanyin said that he is now worse than the ordinary fourth-grade students in the town, that is, the students in the temple. Taozhi is even more fluent than him in reciting "goose goose goose".
Xiao Hai was distressed, and felt that the cream popsicle was no longer tasty.
The popsicle seller had already rode far away, Xiao Xian went back to the house and shared one popsicle from Aunt Lian, and when she was about to give the other one to her grandfather, no one was found in front of or behind the house, saying that the village chief just came to ask for someone, It was planted in the several acres of land behind the mountain, the leaves turned gray and got sick.All the old men went to the ground to check together.
The popsicle wrapped in wax paper was steaming white, and Xiaoxian was afraid that the popsicle would melt, so he hesitated to send it to the back mountain for fear that the popsicle would melt, and the village chief, Uncle Jin, was there, so she just took a popsicle and went there. It's embarrassing, it's better to give it to the neighbor next door to eat.
Thinking of this, Xiaoxian stepped out of the door, and within a few steps, he heard a burst of loud greetings.
"Xiaoxian, I'm looking for you. Look at the bracelet I've modified." The voice of Yezi, who is 15 years old this year, has changed, from the voice of a boy who lacked confidence to a voice with a thick voice. He is a young man, about 1.7 meters five, and he is very strong. His fists, which are used to making silver hammers, frighten his peers in the surrounding villages to dodge three points as soon as he swings them.
Yezi wore a white sweatshirt, vest, and trousers with delicate Miao embroidery on the neckline and waistband. It looked like it was handcrafted by Yezi's mother. He has traveled abroad for the past two years, gained knowledge, and became smarter. That is, his temperament is similar to before, and his temper is like a calf, straightforward.
"It's a hot day, and you came here just to bring back the bracelet? You really want to suffer. For the sake of changing the bracelet for me, here, treat you to a popsicle," Xiaoxian took the silverware that Yezi handed over. The bracelet, upon closer inspection, the bracelet looks a little different.The Meilou bracelet on her hand was carefully crafted by Li Quqi a few years ago. At that time, she considered that Xiaoxian would grow taller in the future, so she made a design that could adjust the size.There are nearly a hundred small plum buds on the bracelet, dotted together.
But last week, Yezi said that he wanted to help Xiaoxian change his style, so he begged for it, and sent it back today.
Xiaoxian looked closely at the bracelet that was slightly warmed by the sun, and found that Yezi had really changed the bracelet a little.Silverware is raised by others, Xiaoxian has a good physique, and the plum bracelet on her hand will shine brighter and brighter without cleaning.A small bell made of nine plum blossom buds was hung under the newly acquired bracelet, and a silver bead was stuffed in the middle of the bell, which hung on the hand, and when it moved, it made a crisp and pleasant bell.
"It looks good. It took me two nights to make it." Yezi's silver-making technology has advanced by leaps and bounds in the past few years, but he is not skilled enough compared to his father. He is very good at carving and drawing animals, but flowers and plants are not. His forte now.This small nine-plum bell, the size of a fingernail shell, really made him think hard.
"I'm not Rhubarb, what are you doing with the bell? Last year you gave Rhubarb that ugly bell that hung around his neck, and you could hear it a kilometer away." of bad water.
It's all the same, sooner or later it will all belong to my family, Yezi is meditating, grinning.
"After eating, go to the mouth of the well to wash your face. You're sweating. Aunt Li is going to see it, so it's time to scold you again," Xiaoxian said, but she put the bracelet back, and the bell hung on her bright white On his wrist, when he walked up, there were small crackling sounds.
Before the two of them reached the mouth of the well, "excuse me, is this the home of Zhu Shijun?" The questioner was a foreign woman with short cheek-length hair and a backpack.I say she is a foreigner because she is wearing a black and yellow sportswear and a mountaineering cap on her head. People in Gecun don't dress like that.Under the scorching sun, the tip of the woman's nose was glistening with sweat.
It has become more and more common for foreigners to enter Ge Village in the past two years.Especially after the concrete road is opened, there are three shuttle buses in the town every day, at [-]:[-] am, [-]:[-] noon and [-]:[-] pm.Xiaoxian didn't answer right away, she felt that the woman in the sportswear looked familiar.
Zhuo Feng wiped off his sweat, and she was a little embarrassed by the intriguing gazes of the boys and girls who were both outstanding in appearance and temperament.
She thought that a mountain village in the southwest must have difficult mountain roads, and even food and accommodation would be a problem, so before she set off, the husband at home specially prepared a large mountaineering bag for her, and put it in it. Medicine to drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants and summer medicine to prevent heat stroke.
"I blame that idiot, and he said that the southwest region is backward, where is it?" Zhuo Feng entered the mountain in a new urban and rural car with a big red flower hanging on it. Road conditions are still good.When I got off the car at the entrance of the village, the first thing I saw was the village guest house prepared by the village government to entertain tourists from all over the country for grain harvesting and sightseeing.
The person in charge of the reception in the guest house was a middle-aged woman under 40 years old, articulate and very talkative. Within a few minutes of her asking for directions, the woman said that people in the village called her Mrs. Wangcai, and that her ex-husband had died. Five or six years later, after the village became rich, her current husband came back from Fujian to work.After the two remarried, they contracted the guest house.
When she asked Zhu Shijun, an old man in the village, Mrs. Wangcai showed her the way. She walked down the cement road and saw the four connected tile-roofed houses with a pear tree planted in the back room. This is the Zhu family.The concrete road in the village was not long, but Zhuo Feng hesitated, and walked for a long time before reaching the end.
Two years ago, after meeting Zhu Shijun at the Guiyang Police Station, she continued to search for people at the police station and train station in Guiyang, but she did not find Zhu Shijun. What is certain is that Zhu Shijun must be not far from Guiyang somewhere.After being unable to find anyone for a long time, Zhuo Feng once gave up.
In May of this year, at her wedding, her mother said with tears in her eyes that she could see Xiaoxian before she died, and she would die in peace, which aroused Zhuo Feng's determination to find someone again.This time, she did not use formal means, but directly hired a well-connected private investigator. It is said that he can get the information inside the Ministry of Public Security.
In less than ten days, the private investigator's investigation results were available.
Gecun, a small southwest mountain village that is inconspicuous on the Chinese map, jumped into Zhuo Feng's eyes.Zhuo Feng was about to quit the job at that time, so it took another month to hand over the work. After getting the support of her husband, she went all the way south, from Guiyang to Baijia Ancient Town, and finally to Gecun.
Along the way, from time to time, Zhuo Feng took out the only family photo left by her brother, which was taken when Xiao Xian was one year old.Xiaoxian in the photo is still a "little fat man" with sparse forehead hair and a three-layered chin.
From leaving BJ at the age of six to the age of ten, the four years in between are crucial for a growing girl.
Zhuo Feng was afraid of seeing a rough mountain boy with a snotty nose and a cat face, and she was also afraid that Xiaoxian would not leave Gecun with her.
Yes, taking Xiao Xian out of Ge Village, no matter what tricks that old fox Zhu Shijun uses, Zhuo Feng will take Xiao Xian away. After all, Zhu Shijun is a guilty person, and Xiao Xian followed such a corrupt person. No way.
"This is Zhu's family. May I ask who are you looking for?" As soon as Xiao Xian finished speaking, the woman in the mountain hat bit her lip. Zhuo Feng would make this mistake when he was nervous.
"I'm looking for Zhu Xiaoxian." Zhuo Feng glanced past Xiaoxian, and looked straight into the tile-roofed house with the door open.
(End of this chapter)
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