The Pentium Era - South to North

The uncle took them back to their home. Xiaofang saw that the home had been cleaned, the broken glass on the windows had been replaced with new ones, and every room, even the beds, had been made. They were all clean mattresses and quilts. When they left, the house had not yet installed air conditioning. Now the air conditioners in every room have been installed and they are all new.

Auntie took Xiaofang's mother's hand and told her that when she comes back, she will stay for a few more days. It's been a long time since you guys came back. If you didn't say you wanted to come back this year, we would be embarrassed to call you. In fact, we are very I want you to come back and have a look.

This is something that involves the past. Xiaofang's mother quickly said, it's not that she doesn't want to come back, it's because the children are there and they can't leave.

The ice between the sisters-in-law for many years has just melted.

Mayor Niu looked on with emotion, and she agreed that since she was back, she would stay for a few more days.

Xiaofang and Xiaoshu went back to their rooms and were delighted to find that all their things were still there, including the textbooks and homework books they had used when studying.

Xiaofang smiled at Zhang Chen and said to him, "I'll show you something."

Zhang Chen didn't know what she was going to show him. Xiaofang opened the desk drawer, took out two paintings and handed them to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen saw that this was the year when he and Xiao Zhao came. The painting he drew for Xiaofang, Xiaofang said to him:

"At that time, for me, the outside world was all in this painting, and this was the whole of my world."

Xiang Nan heard it from the side and smiled. She approached Xiaofang and said, "It's a bit sour."

"Go!" Xiaofang scolded her, her face turned red, and Xiangnan giggled.

"I have it too."

Xiaoshu said and went out. After a while, he came back. The painting in his hand was also the painting Zhang Chen had painted for him. Xiaoshu said to Zhang Chen:

"I copied these paintings many times, but I tore them all apart. Only this original painting remains."

Zhang Xiangbei said: "Uncle Xiaoshu, so my father is your first teacher?"

"Of course." Xiaoshu said, "When I was painting, I just wanted to be like your dad."

Xiaofang rubbed her face and felt that her fever had subsided a little, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why she blushed and was ashamed to say it was that these two paintings were not only her whole world, but also how many nights, the girl Xiaofang sat here looking at these two paintings, and would also dream about herself hazily. Of course, she will also think about her future love. In her imagination, her future self will be like Zhang Chen.

They stayed at their home for a while, and then went to see their uncle's new house. The new house was very spacious. Three tables of wine could be placed in front of the hall. The house was very warm. There was a vertical air conditioner in front of the hall, whirring outside. Hot air blows.

Zhang Chen felt that something was missing. After thinking for a while, he remembered that the big fire pit was missing. From the house over there to the uncle's house, the fire pit disappeared. With air conditioning, of course it is no longer needed. There was a big fire pit, but Zhang Chen felt that the warmth beside the fire pit was unmatched by the air conditioner.

Sitting by the brazier, eating snacks, smoking and chatting, the firelight made everyone's face turn red. After sitting by the brazier for a long time, people will become lazy, reluctant to stand up, and a little dizzy. That's Smoked by charcoal fire.

Zhang Chen remembered that he spent several days painting beside the brazier that year. He didn't know how many paintings he painted. The faces he painted were now blurred in his memory.

The uncle took out a hoe from the utility room in the yard and said a few words to the two land reclamation warriors. The two men became excited and followed the uncle back to the utility room. After a while, one person came out carrying a hoe. Lao Zhang asked Zhang Xiangbei:

"Beibei, let's go have a look in the fields, and then go back to the mountains to dig some winter bamboo shoots. Are you going?"

Lao Zhang knows that his grandson likes these.

Sure enough, when Zhang Xiangbei heard this, he shouted: "Go, I'll go with you."

Zhang Chen and Xiao Shu were also going. Zhang Xiangxi became anxious and shouted: "Beibei, Beibei!"

Zhang Xiangbei squatted down, and Zhang Xiangxi climbed onto his shoulders.

Kan Xiangdong also wanted to ride on Xiaoshu's shoulders, but Xiaoshu cursed:

"Go away, how old are you and you are still competing with your little sister? If you want to go, just follow me. When my father was your age, he was pulling pigweeds around here every day."

"You don't pay taxes when you brag, right, Xiaoshu?" Xiaofang said, "When you were as old as Dongdong, you ran away faster than anyone else when you were working. My sister and I couldn't catch up with you. "

Xiaoshu scratched his head and smiled, and the other people also laughed.

Everyone went out together. Yao Fen and Xiang Nan also wanted to follow. Xiaofang grabbed them both and said to them:

"We are home. You are a daughter-in-law and a grandson-in-law. No one can run away. Go and help aunt in the kitchen."

Xiangnan looked at Xiaofang and smiled, and said, "Aunt Xiaofang, why did you become a landlord as soon as you came back here? Who would believe that you are a venture capital investor and you are Mr. Kan. "

Yao Fen laughed and said that it was indeed not the same at all.

"Of course. When I get back here, I will be Xiaofang in the village. Do you want to go? If you don't go, I will pick your ears."

Xiaofang said with a straight face. After saying that, she couldn't hold herself back and burst into laughter.

The three of them walked into the kitchen next to them. The aunt and her daughter-in-law, as well as the mayor Niu, Xiaofang's mother, and Zhang Chen's mother were busy inside. The five people made the place very lively, just like the kitchen of a hotel. Look. When they came in, Zhang Chen’s mother said:

"What are you doing in here? You're in the way. Get out."

Both Xiang Nan and Yao Fen pointed at Xiaofang, and Xiaofang was the first to escape.

There was no room for one table, so the family was divided into two tables for lunch. While they were still having lunch, people came one after another. They were all villagers of the village and relatives near and far. Knowing that Xiaofang’s parents were back, they came over Look, many people still remember Zhang Chen, this is the man who can draw.

However, he was Xiao Zhao's boyfriend at that time, and this time when he comes back, he is Xiao Fang's boyfriend.

They were very enthusiastic when they saw Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen kept passing out cigarettes. Although no one needed to draw portraits anymore, many of them still had portraits painted by Zhang Chen hanging in their homes.

There were even more people at dinner, with three tables set up in front of the hall. Even the director of the village committee came over. The village director’s surname was also Kan. He was very young, only 27 or 28 years old. He graduated from college and worked outside for more than three years. Back in the village, he was elected as the village director last year. When he heard that Xiaofang and Zhang Chen, especially Zhang Xiangbei, were coming, he ran over by himself.

During the meal, Director Kan and Zhang Xiangbei sat together. Director Kan was very familiar with "Zhai Xian Delivery". He said that he visited their website almost every day and even called their customer service. "Zhai Xian Delivery" The customer service of "Send" told him that this year, they will set up branches in Chongqing and Chengdu.

"Mr. Zhang, the villagers here now make a lot of money every year by selling peaches and winter bamboo shoots and spring bamboo shoots dug from the mountains on Diobao.com, but I think there is more potential that can be tapped. In our peach forest, , it is completely possible to interplant vegetables. I have had this idea for a long time, but because vegetables are not as good as fruits, sales will be a problem, so I have not started doing it.”

Director Kan looked at Zhang Xiangbei and said sincerely:

"Mr. Zhang, this is also your hometown. Let's see if there is any possibility of cooperation between our village and your "Zhai Xian Delivery". If so, the villagers can increase their income a lot."

This is the purpose why Director Kan must come to Zhang Xiangbei. Zhang Xiangbei thought to himself that after "Zhai Xian Delivery" started to set up branches in Chongqing and Chengdu after the Chinese New Year, it would need a lot of vegetables. This place is more than one drive away from Chongqing. Hours, if they can establish a base here, it will be of great benefit to them.

Zhang Xiangbei told Director Kan in detail what they did in Ningyuan. Zhang Xiangbei said:

“Our ‘Zhai Xian Delivery’ not only sells vegetables, but also fruits and poultry, including the winter bamboo shoots and spring bamboo shoots you mentioned. As long as the villagers can produce them, we can sell them, and the sales volume is not small.”

"Great, Mr. Zhang, we can also do the model you just mentioned here. We will set up a company to integrate production, supply and trade. The villagers will become workers of the company. They usually receive wages. At the end of the year, they can also receive How much dividends will be received from the land purchase, that’s great, I will go door to door to do the work tomorrow.”

"I don't need to do it here, I support it." Uncle said to Director Kan and Zhang Xiangbei.

"I am still a villager in this village, and I support it," Xiaofang's father said.

"Haha, there are already two households. Including my wife and I, there are four households. Now is the Chinese New Year, and everyone who can make decisions in each household has returned. Mr. Zhang, wait for me for two days, and I will definitely finish the work. Yes." Director Kan said.

"I'll do it with you." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"That's even better, Mr. Zhang." Director Kan said, "If you do it with me, it will be more convincing. They will believe that I am not fooling them. We can also do a lot of villagers' work, so that they can After they celebrate the New Year, they should not go out to work and stay in the village.”

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Zhang Chen and Xiaofang sat there, looking at these two young people being so enthusiastic, and they felt a little infected by them. They also thought this was a good thing.

The door opened, and a woman about the same age as Xiaofang's mother stood at the door. She did not come in, but waved to Xiaofang's mother. Xiaofang's mother stood up and walked over, and the two of them walked out of the door.

After a while, the door opened again, Xiaofang's mother put her head in and called: "Xiaofang, come here."

Xiaofang walked out and saw an envelope in the woman's hand. Xiaofang's mother said to Xiaofang, this is your cousin.

Xiaofang didn't remember who her cousin was. Her mother was talking about who it was, and Xiaofang was confused. She felt that she was getting further and further away, and she was almost reaching Hangzhou.

Xiaofang asked: "What's wrong with my cousin?"

My cousin stretched out the envelope in her hand toward Xiaofang. Xiaofang’s mother said:

"Your cousin said she was here to repay the money she borrowed from our family before. I said, it's been so long, forget it."

Xiaofang suddenly realized it and quickly said to her cousin: "That's right, forget it, cousin, we don't even have the IOU anymore, and we forgot that we still have this account."

"You have forgotten, but I have not. At that time, there was really no other way. My family was too poor, so I borrowed this money. You haven't come back in the past few years. I asked your uncle for your address. He was probably afraid that we would cause trouble again. You, who refused to tell us, are fine now. When you come back, the money can be returned to you."

When the other party's words reached this level, Xiaofang could only ask her mother to accept the money.

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