If love has a destiny

After the new year, spring is coming.

The early spring of Chunjiang is beautiful, the air is moist, and the ink in the fields is dizzy. It is a freehand style of ink painting.

Before Gu Liqing came to Anping film, she thought that if one day she could really return to the countryside, she would like to enjoy the tranquility and beauty of the countryside and really experience the comfortable life of returning to the countryside.

In Anping film, the situation has changed from a myriad of clues and frequent contradictions at the beginning to the current basic calm, the personnel are in place, and all work seems to be under their own control. But she really went down to the fields and had few opportunities to communicate directly with the villagers. As a person who grew up in the countryside, guliqing was too aware of their suffering and sadness, and too aware of their simple feelings and simple hopes. The greatest wish of the villagers is to have no worries about food and clothing, good health and promising children. In order to realize this wish, they would rather work in the fields all their life without complaining.

Guliqing wants to go to the field, have a good chat with the villagers, listen to their voices, and make his work more grounded.

"Xiao Xia, starting tomorrow, I'll go out by bike. If you like, you can go with me!" Guliqing said.

"I will, of course I will!" Xiao Xia said excitedly.

"OK, let's ride out tomorrow morning." Guliqing said.

Several people walking through the corridor felt a little strange when they saw guliqing fiddling with the car. I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask. I just shouted "ancient books" and hurried over.

Guliqing did not explain. She looked at them and nodded and smiled.

After breakfast the next day, guliqing met mamingqiao, explained some work, and came downstairs.

She looked at the bicycle parked well on the side of the gate. Xiao Xia stood at the door of her own room. She seemed to have been looking at the bike and waiting for guliqing to come down.

"Xiao Xia, get on your bike and let's start together!" Guliqing shouted to Xiao Xia.

"Good!" Xiao Xia almost cheered. How beautiful and glorious it would be to ride out with Shuji! The whole Anping film, but no second person has this treatment!

Gu Yuwei also came down. She looked at guliqing and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Let's go!" Guliqing nodded to Gu Yuwei and motioned to go out.

Looking at Gu Liqing and Xiao Xia pushing their bicycles out, several cadres standing outside stared. They didn't know what the ancient book Ji was going to do? And pushing a brand-new bike!

"Gu Shuji, are you going out?" The driver Xiao Wan came over and asked.

"No, I'm walking nearby. It's convenient to ride a bike." Guliqing said.

"Gu Shuji, where are you going? Just call me at any time. You don't have to ride your own bike!" Xiao Wan said somewhat embarrassed.

It's strange that there is a film book Ji who doesn't use a special car and rides a bicycle!

"It's all right. I'm nearby. I'll inform you when I go far away." Guliqing said and got on the car.

Gu Yuwei and Xiao Xia are in a car, following behind.

After guliqing rode up, he felt really great! I haven't ridden a bike for a long time. The feeling of lightness like a swallow and the wind in her ears make her feel happy that she hasn't seen for a long time! The car Xiao Xia chose feels really good!

It has been raining for a long time. The air is very wet. Although it doesn't rain today, the road is still wet. I hope it won't rain! Guliqing thought in her heart.

Guliqing doesn't have a very clear destination, but she wants to choose a village she hasn't been to before, so that the villagers there won't know her, and she can talk to them at will. Only in this way can the communication be meaningful and the truth be heard.

Xiao Xia followed Gu Yuwei. She didn't know where guliqing would stop. She just kept stepping on it and followed all the way.

Guliqing steps very slowly. There are not many cars on this provincial road, which is very suitable for cycling. Some paddy fields on both sides of the road are full of Milkvetch. Now it is time for flowers to bloom. The small purple flowers are connected into a piece. It is very beautiful in the humid air.

Some fields have been turned over, big by big, flooded by water. This is the hard-working villagers retting the fields, burying the well-growing milkvetch in the soil, fermenting it into land fertilizer and feeding the land. Only in this way can the fields have a good harvest of food.

Soon I rode over the small hill, went down the slope, passed Ouxi, and came to Shawan village, a natural village connected with Ouxi.

There are also working villagers in the field, leading cattle to plough.

Guliqing stopped, stood on the side of the road and looked at the villagers ploughing in the fields. He was barefoot, his trouser legs were pulled high, and he was wearing a raincoat made of plastic film on his upper body and a hat on his head. It seemed that he was afraid of rain! Waving the whip in his hand, he shouted "Hey, hey!" While driving the cattle. Spurred by him, the buffalo pulled the heavy plow and walked slowly. There is only a little left to plough. It seems that the uncle came to work in the field very early.

Looking at the picture in front of her, guliqing unconsciously thought of her father.

Guliqing seldom saw her father plow the fields like this. In her memory, she went down to work together when she was in a double grab. She usually went to school and rarely did farm work. But she could imagine that her father must work in the field like this. In their view, the early spring is not cold at all. In such cold water, they work in the fields with bare feet. Over the years, many people will suffer from rheumatism because they don't know how to cherish themselves. They are not willing to buy a pair of high rubber rain boots. They prefer to be frozen and cold

Looking at the picture in front of her, guliqing's eyes were a little blurred unconsciously.

If we say who is the most lovely person in the world, she will say that it is these people who have worked hard in the land all their lives and supported the Chinese villagers! What does our country, which has the largest population in the world, rely on to feed so many people with insufficient land? It is these lovely villagers who work so intensively, embroider flowers in the fields, plant rich food and supply the rations of more than one billion people! However, the most sorry people in this country are the villagers: they contribute the most, receive the least, suffer the most and have the deepest grievances! The Republic they pushed out with a cart has always regarded them as second-class citizens. They were welded to the ground by a household register. As soon as they entered the city, they became blind, three no people and suspicious elements. Their children, unable to follow around, live a life without parents; The grain they planted fed 1.3 billion people and produced millions of tons of Maotai Wuliangye, but when the famine came, they were the first to starve to death

Gu Yuwei and Xiao Xia also stopped. They didn't know what guliqing was looking at here. She looked at the farmer in the distance and must be thinking about something

Guliqing blinked, and her eyes became clear. She saw that the ploughing villagers had plowed the field and were driving the cattle to the ridge. After putting the cattle in the ditch to eat grass, he took off his hat, took out cigarettes from his pocket, sat on the ridge and smoked silently.

Guliqing parked the car and walked to the ridge below.

The ridge is wet and overgrown with weeds. It's soft to step on, and water overflows the upper.

She walked carefully to the old farmer and looked at the sculptural old man. Her face was so resolute that she could not see sadness and joy. This bronze face contains the vicissitudes of years. Even the wrinkles are so resolute. Guliqing squatted down and said, "uncle, plough so early!"

The old man was smoking intoxicatedly and didn't see her come down at all. When she asked, he turned his head and looked at the young woman. She was beautiful, well-dressed and elegant. She didn't look like a rural farmer. Why did he ask about it?

"Plough and compost early. If you want to produce gold in the field, you have to serve the field as gold!" The old man said while smoking, his eyes still looking at the distance.

"Uncle, why don't you go to the ground without rain shoes in such a cold weather? Can you stand it?" Guliqing asked painfully.

"Hehe, boy, are you from the city? We countrymen have a cheap life. How can we pay so much attention to it! " The old man turned his face, looked at guliqing beside him, smiled and said.

Guliqing felt very uncomfortable after listening to the old man's words. Yes, rural people always think of themselves like this. Their lives are cheap! It seems that city people are more noble than their own lives! The gap between people is vividly separated by this urban-rural dual system structure! When can our country eliminate the difference between urban and rural areas!

"Uncle, how many acres of land do you have? Start ploughing so early? " Guliqing asked.

"There aren't many fields, but I'm a lonely old leader farming, so I should start early. Besides, it's a slack time for farming. You can do it slowly and don't worry. " Said the old man.

"Uncle, aren't your children at home?"

"Alas, I'm guarding these acres of thin fields at home. How can I eat? All went out to work, and several grandchildren stayed at home to study! It's hard! " The old man sighed and said, "it's better since last year, and it's even harder in previous years!"

Guliqing didn't know what the old man meant. Why was it more difficult in previous years? Better last year?

"Last year's harvest was better?" Guliqing asked.

"Yes, there was no flood last year, the fields were not flooded, and the harvest was better than in previous years. Also, last year, a good scholar came to our film and recalculated our taxes. We paid hundreds of dollars less per mu of land, which also reduced our burden a lot. I really have to thank this good book Ji. I heard that she is still a woman. She is really capable! " The old man still looked at the distance and said.

Hearing the old man's words, guliqing was suddenly excited. Unexpectedly, the reform he implemented really won the hearts of the people. Guliqing couldn't believe that the people had such a great response to the re accounting of taxes and fees.

"Really? Haven't you seen this book? " Guliqing asked with a smile.