The strongest Shannon

Chapter 1 Old Village Chief

After a few years, Chen Fang, who left the army, returned to the place where he grew up.

The green hills in the distance and the rugged path at the foot are full of childhood memories. Even the houses in the village are still old houses mainly made of bluestone and adobe. There are some red brick houses, but they seem a bit out of place.

I turned my head and looked at Dayang Village not far away, but it was a completely different scene: smooth concrete roads, western-style two-story buildings, and worst of all, red brick bungalows with shiny tiles.

Just like when he left, Chen Zhuang was still so poor, sighed, Chen Fang thought to himself.

Turning a corner along the small road at the entrance of the village, Chen Fang, who took a short cut, came to the other side of the village, in front of a dilapidated old courtyard at the foot of the mountain.The low stone walls are covered with weeds, and the old courtyard gate is already mottled.

The courtyard door was half-closed, Chen Fang frowned slightly, pushed the door in and saw a somewhat stooped figure cleaning the courtyard.At this moment, even Chen Fang, whose nerves were as hard as steel, couldn't help feeling a little lost, and almost called out Grandpa.

However, after only a moment, he regained his composure.His only relative, the grandfather who adopted and raised him, passed away a few years ago.

Hearing the movement, the hunched figure in the yard slowly turned around holding the hoe, first he was puzzled, then his eyes lit up: "You are... Xiao Fang?!"

"Uncle!" Seeing the faces of the people in the courtyard, Chen Fang felt warm and walked in quickly.

"It's really that Xiao Fang is back, good job!" The old man grabbed Chen Fang's arm, and sighed happily, "It's been a few years since I've seen you, and our Xiao Fang has grown into a man. Look at this body, it's really strong!"

The old man is Chen Dagui, the old village chief of Chenzhuang, and besides his grandfather, Chen Fang is the closest elder emotionally.Since he was a child, he loved Chen Fang very much, almost treating Chen Fang as his own son.

"Uncle, I have really troubled you all these years. I have been taking care of this old yard," Chen Fang said after listening to Chen Dagui's concerned inquiries for a while, looking at the old house and yard, and thanking him from the bottom of his heart.

No matter what kind of house, it needs popularity.No one lives in a house that is not looked after, no matter how strong it is, it will not last for a few years.

Although the yard of my own house was dilapidated, it was not engulfed by weeds, and the old house showed no signs of damage. Needless to say, this was all thanks to Chen Dagui.

Chen Dagui took the cigarette that Chen Fang handed over to him, glared at him and said, "How come you have learned to be polite. When the old uncle was here, he treated me like a nephew. Although you haven't come back from the army all these years, but I Thinking about it, Chenzhuang is your home after all, even though the old uncle is gone, you can have something to think about when you come back."

Hearing these words, Chen Fang's eyes were a little moist, and he nodded emphatically: "Chenzhuang is my home, even if grandpa is gone, of course I have to come back, and honor you and aunt with the Red Soldiers."

Chen Dagui laughed out of relief, "Thanks for your conscience, I didn't love you in vain when I was a child!" After a pause, he continued, "Xiao Fang, you won't be a soldier now, what are your plans? What job did your superiors arrange for you?"

"I refused, and I gave some resettlement fees." After thinking about it, Chen Fang expressed his thoughts: "Grandpa and Chen Zhuang adopted me and raised me. I want to stay in Chen Zhuang."

Chen Dagui was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help scolding him with a straight face: "You kid, you used to be very clever, why did you do something stupid this time? You don't want the country to arrange a job, what are you doing back to this poor mountain village!"

Chen Fang was moved by the familiar concern, and said seriously: "Uncle, grandpa used to say that there are two things that farmers should not lose, one is conscience, and the other is the crop land. Grandpa left me the land, so I can't lose it." .”

Contrary to Chen Fang's expectations, Chen Dagui was silent, smoking a cigarette in silence and not speaking.It took a long time before he let out a long sigh: "Xiao Fang, the old man is right. But in Chenzhuang, almost no one is farming the land."

Chen Dagui's tone was full of loneliness, and he continued: "Some of the young and strong laborers in the village go to the big cities, and some are in the nearby factories. No one wants to guard the few acres of fields anymore. In ten years, there are only old men and old ladies left in our Chenzhuang. Chenzhuang, Chenzhuang..."

Chen Fang was shocked when he heard this. Labor is the foundation of a village. If the young and strong labor force keeps losing, it will really turn into what Chen Dagui described in a few years.

Perhaps more seriously, the only place where one's feelings are maintained may even die.

Chen Dagui, who had been the village head all his life, watched this happen but could not stop it. This kind of helplessness and heartache filled his wrinkled face and touched Chen Fang deeply.

He knew that all this was because of poverty.Seeing the people of Dayangzhuang in the neighboring village live in small western-style buildings, pave the road and drive small cars, no one can help being jealous.Going out is also a helpless move.

"Uncle, everything will be fine." Chen Fang didn't expect the problems in the village to be so serious, so he could only comfort him a few words, and his mind became more determined to stay.

Chen Dagui shook his head desolately, and said in a helpless tone: "Your uncle, I have been the village chief all my life, but I have not made the village rich. Seeing the village deserted, I am not reconciled."

After a pause, Chen Dagui went on to say: "Xiao Fang, don't care about your future plans, since you come back, the old house and the few acres of land behind will be handed over to you. If those bastards in Dayangzhuang still say This land belongs to them, so I will go to the town to find the new mayor to discuss it."

(End of this chapter)