Hunger for a hundred years

Chapter 60 (17)
The road from Dongbachang to Qingxichang is under intensive construction.The highway runs across from the north side of Qingxi River, namely Laojun Mountain.This was originally a road that was easy to build, because the mountains recede farther away. From Laojun Mountain, there are no other mountains except Mafu Mountain, but some slopes full of wormwood and pamao, which are easy to level. base.However, the mountains of stones near the Liangqiao took a lot of trouble.The pile of relics left over from the construction of the barrage was once cleaned up. After the closure of the Datan Power Station and the Qingxi River became a shipping channel, the pile of stones became a hidden reef and a killer for the boatman. , Datan Power Station was forced to close the gates to thin the river, and then pulled out the stone bars covered with silt.Take it out and put it where?No one wants to give it away, because farmers in the Qingxi River Basin now neither build earth nor stone walls, but build cement brick houses.Therefore, the stone strips had to be placed on the embankment, which broke the sidewalk for a long time.Today, a small number of these stone strips are used to build roadbeds, and most of them have to be moved again.where to moveOf course it is higher, or on the downstream flat dam.Although this project is not huge, it can make people feel useless.If he hadn't come up with the idea of ​​building a barrage at that time, where would such troublesome things come from?The person in charge of the project was a big man on the Qingxi field. He said that it would be fine if the stones were women. If they were women, the men on the construction site would share one each; A few old women sewed them to the original mountain.

While moving the stones, there was a small episode: He Zhongcai, carrying a bottle of shochu, rushed to the scene from the blacksmith shop in the countryside, knelt down in front of the pile of stones, poured the bottle of wine into the soil, and hugged a piece of wine. Shitou couldn't stop crying.The commander thought he was a lunatic. After some inquiries, he found out that he was the father of He Yinghua, who had shaken hands with the secretary of the county party committee and was featured in the regional party newspaper. up.

In the past year, in the third month of the lunar calendar, the Dongqing Highway was completed.

In the eighth month of the lunar calendar, a branch road was turned around from Zhouzi Temple and built to Anzi Temple.

In fact, this highway started several years before the construction of the Dongqing Highway started, and repairs have been stopped until today.The reason for the delay is that both Zhouzisitai and Hejiapo people refused to repair that thing.This is not only because they have to contribute both effort and money, but also because they think that roads should only be built in rural areas, so why did they come to the village?There are a few bachelors in the village who can't feed pigs or cows. They usually find some money for other people's "back strength". Once the road is opened, who will look for them?Didn't this cut off their source of income?He Da also objected. He had no good impression of highways since he was a child.It's hard to say why, but it probably has something to do with He Jiangao leaving him when he was a child and moving to a place with roads, which left him with indelible loneliness and sadness in his childhood.He Zhongbao was the one who opposed it the most.Damn, Hejiapo is already like a canal that has been opened up. Building another road doesn't mean piercing a pipe in Hejiapo's body, so that feces, urine, and blood all flow outside?If so, He Jiapo would not be the previous He Jiapo!

Thinking of this level, He Zhongbao felt terrified.

Yes, he was plainly terrified.

He Da contributed capital according to regulations, but He Zhongbao refused to do so.But it didn't matter. Before long, his son He Guanghui sent [-] yuan to sponsor the road construction in his hometown.For this, Murakami was very grateful and planned to invite reporters from the county radio station to hold a member meeting and wear big red flowers for He Guanghui's father.When the village chief went to discuss with He Zhongbao, He Zhongbao took the viscous spit on the village chief's face as his answer.

He Zhongbao's worries are not unreasonable, because it is this unremarkable winding mountain road that has brought unprecedented changes to Hejiapo.

Now, people in Hejiapo want to sell pigs and grain, they just need to go to Anzi Temple, and there will be a big truck there to pick them up. For two yuan, the truck can take people to the farm in Dongba Township.This is much more economical than before.It costs five yuan to find someone to carry it down the mountain from the village, and another three yuan to find a boat after going down the mountain. In other words, it costs a total of eight yuan to get to the street, not to mention walking by yourself .Everyone will settle this account.But even so, in the first month, almost all those big trucks returned empty.People on the slopes are unwilling to take a car, because their ancestors have walked for generations, and walking has become a habit and an important part of their lives.

A few young people in their 20s got into the car first.They don't sell grain or livestock, but they just want to try it in a car!When others had just come back from the slope and were sweating and eating breakfast, a few young people shouted from yard to yard: "Go, take a car to the Anzi Temple!" People planed their rice and said "huh huh" disdainfully. should be.After they had breakfast, the pigs and cows hadn't cleaned up yet, and several young people came back with red faces.The people on the slope made fun of it: "Didn't you say you are going to take the bus, why don't you go?" The young man said: "We are back from the game!" People didn't believe it: "Blow your mother!" The young man swore , whoever lied to you, I will put the little girl to sleep with you.Today's young people speak less and less scruples. Only when the old team members are fighting, they will swear such vicious words, but today's young people speak out as soon as they open their mouths, as if the "little girl" is not their own. Yes, even the parents, sisters, and sisters are not from our family, and even He Jiapo is not from our family!

The young man became addicted to riding a car, and took a ride to the countryside every now and then.The bustle of the Dongba field today is unmatched at any time, and of course it is far from being comparable to the Qingxi field back then.Many more department stores have been opened, and each shopping mall is a small market; on market days, the stalls set up by businessmen have blocked the road.On the street, men with ugly faces stripped their arms, tied wires around their necks, smashed bricks on their heads, swallowed iron nails into their stomachs, and sold bullshit plasters; The guy who was as dirty as a pigsty and spoke a foreign accent held a whip and yelled a few poor monkeys around, making them kowtow and kneel to the onlookers, and exchanged their tears, blood, sweat and dignity for rewards.

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a signboard hanging around her neck. The signboard stated that she had been admitted to a certain university (and even had a student ID card from that university), but she was penniless because of a fire at home. Unable to go to school, she begged kind uncles, aunts, aunts and aunts for help, but after a couple of episodes, the girl's signboard changed to say that she had no money to go to school because her family members were all dead, and she became a When was there such a novelty as an orphan before?What's more, those things that have disappeared have come back to life again, for example, the few prostitutes who arrived from the Qingxi market decades ago were very contemptuous of the few prostitutes in the Dongba market. The business was opened with great fanfare, and the business was extremely hot. After a few years, some became pets in Fengyuechang, and some even became bustards. In 1950, the bustards were shot, and the prostitutes gathered to learn policy and culture. , have become honorable members.

Nowadays, people in their 40s, 60s or even 20s have only heard of prostitutes in Dongba, but they have never seen them, but now they do!Just not a whore, but a miss!When we used to say Miss, it made people think of a gorgeous dressing table, a self-made maid, the back garden, the faint hole flute, looking at the moon by the window, private life, and Ben Saburo at night. Now when we say Miss, it reminds people of darkness The box, the dirty sofa and mattress, reminds me of gonorrhea, syphilis and AIDS, but how fresh this is!There are also fortune tellers in Dongba Field, although they are not as famous as the boy prodigy in Qingxi Field back then, but their business may be even more popular than the boy prodigy; there are also several teahouses, although there are no teahouses in the old Qingxi Field. The storyteller is much more lively than back then!People don't need storytellers at all, they set up several tables, sit around the mat, play mahjong, shake dice; the function of tea is no longer tasting, but quenching thirst, because people sit for more than ten hours, more than [-] hours, Even days and nights.The young people in Hejiapo, instead of rushing back after taking the bus to the street in the morning, they got into the arms of the young lady, got into the smoky teahouse, and rushed to the "Duck Farm" (going the day before, I didn’t return until the next day, and people in Hejiapo called it “Duck Catch Farm”).

They were really confused by the new things from the outside world. In their eyes, He Jiapo looked too rustic, too humble, and too humble.

After a few days, more and more people went to Anzi Temple to take a car to the street.

In winter, even He Bi knows to take a car to buy salt in the street!
At that time, there were only three people in He Jiapo who had never taken the car to Anzi Temple: Liang Shi, He Zhongbao, and He Da.Because the three of them are no longer in the rush.He Zhongbao's salary has been brought back by He Zhongcai since the year before last. This is not so much because he can't move his legs, but because he no longer wants to see the street scene of Dongbachang.

The scenery of Dongbachang has changed, but it is Dongbachang. Although it has a relationship with Hejiapo people, it cannot be called a blood-and-flesh relationship. What really shocks the people on the slope is the change in Hejiapo.

The soil goods on the slope kept flowing out.When there is no food to eat, people sell birch turf and carry grain chaff to sell. Later, they sell pigs, cows, sheep, and chickens. Have you ever seen people selling side dishes?There is now.When it was time to go to the market, He Bi would grab some radishes or something else and fly them to the Anzisi Temple, load them into the cart, and within two hours, they would bring the money back.Now the "fields" are becoming more and more dense. In the past, there was one field every half a month, then one field every week, and then one field every three days. After the opening to traffic, it seems that there are fields every day.He Bi grows a lot of small vegetables. There are several large fields of radishes, green vegetables, and croissants. It didn't take long for her to sell almost all the vegetables in these large fields, and only kept a small piece for herself.

How much did she sell for?I don't know. The only thing that people on the slope understand is that she bought a new suit and replaced the one that had been worn for decades and repaired for decades and it was no longer the original fabric; Putting on new clothes, but Jianshen has never been back since he went to Mount Mingdo. He Bi wanted to send him the clothes, not to mention that Jianshen didn't want to see him, even if he did, he still wore monk clothes. Maybe wear what you bought in the mundane?He Bi put her arms around the clothes and cried: "The one with the back, the one with the head cut off, you've been wearing towels and hang them for decades, and you're saying you have money to buy you new clothes, but you don't know how to wear them?" "Crying like this a few times, she locked up Jianshen's suit.After that, He Bi went to buy another set for Cai Gen.Since they separated, except that she gave advice when Cai Gen went to sleep with Hu Mian, she shed tears when Cai Gen was handcuffed by the police, and she never paid attention to him, but now, she even bought a new set of clothes for Cai Gen !This is enough to prove that He Bi made a lot of money selling vegetables.Cai Gen doesn’t do cattle business, and he was fined twice again, and he appeared poor again. His leather jacket has long since peeled off, like a dried pig’s intestines, but he always wears it on his body. It shows that he was once rich; now, with the new clothes bought by He Bi, he puts on the new clothes, and he is reluctant to take them off when he wears them, and helps his mother to do things whenever he is free-this is a self-separation Things that have never happened since.People on Poshang lamented from this: It is good to have money, and the relationship between the family can be made so that the soup is the same as the noodles!

If selling side dishes is not considered bizarre, is selling fruit seedlings considered?After the beginning of spring, apricot saplings, plum saplings, orange saplings, and chestnut saplings, as in previous years, happily popped out of the soil.It never occurred to them that as soon as they emerged, they would be dug up with roots and soil, loaded into carts, and taken to Dongbachang or Qingxichang for sale.These fruit seedlings, like the Hejiapo people, grew up on the mountain for generations, and never worried about selling them in public. They curled up pitifully in the crook of their master's legs, and they didn't believe that anyone would want them.But it was wrong, there was a lot of noise on the spot, and many strangers came to ask, even picked them up, and commented on them.It didn't take long for them to be bought.They had to leave their homes and settle in a strange place.

(End of this chapter)