Huishuiwan (1)

? After years of deep sleep, the good geomantic omen in Huishui Bay has finally shown its magic, and it will be used soon. Before the Cultural Revolution, Mr. Feng Shui said that this was a good place, where mountains and water veins met and vitality surged, but somehow it was always underdeveloped. Nowadays, Mr. Feng Shui doesn't know where he belongs to Baoshan, and he regrets that Huishui Bay, which has been in doubt for many years, is going to live.

? Over the land of Huishui Bay, a high-speed overpass will be built this year, where two highways from Sichuan and Hubei to Hunan will be tied into a knot, and then they will separate and head for Zhangjiajie and Yueyang respectively. This hill with only trees and grass will suddenly produce huge cement piers, firmly pinning the light expressway to the land of Huishui Bay. The task of Huishuiwan people is to make room for the pier to take root and let the traffic on the expressway pass quickly and safely.

one

? All the young people in Huishuiwan went to work outside, so Fang Hongwu had to be hale and hearty and look after their homes for them. I have been a village head for half my life, but now I am old and have no energy. I can't lose it if I want to. My son, who works outside the home, has repeatedly advised him to rest at home for the aged. Sometimes he really wants to take his grandson with his wife in the town and enjoy his retirement without touching mud, but he can hide in the city for the aged. Who will take care of all the things in the bay, big and small, old and young? At least he still hangs the post of village head, and everyone still believes in him. Those things that are uploaded and issued can only rely on him.

? This is the third trip to his city's land bureau, and finally we have some ideas about overpasses and land acquisition. He really saw it on the planning drawing this time. The high-speed interchange flew over the backwater, like a giant spider with eight claws lying over the backwater. The expressway connects Yichang, Wuhan, Yueyang, Zhangjiajie and other cities, and further away, Guangzhou and Shanghai, forming an hour-and-a-half-mile city circle. A young man in the planning department draws invisible circles on the drawings with his fingers. Fang Hongwu's home is an ancient village under the shadow of a spider. There is still green water in the old weir, the sun shines all over the tea gardens, the wind blows through the pine forest and sends out a tsunami-like roar, the citrus trees are hung with fruits, and the fields are deserted. In the past, it was covered with rape, rice and alfalfa with pink flowers, and now the thatch has grown into the middle of the road. These are two completely different worlds. Expressway has nothing to do with Huishui Bay at all. It just brings the distant modernization to the eyes of the elderly to let them have a look. This look makes the elderly feel that the world is farther away from them, but the children call to say that they are closer to home, and the elderly look at the phone in their hands-a tablet less than a tile.

? Fang Hongwu went out of the city and didn't go directly back to his home in the town. Instead, he took a yellow minibus and went straight outside the village, then got off and took a four-five-mile path to the village. He deliberately bypassed the cement road in every village and set foot on the path to the supply and marketing store many years ago. A few cows were lying in the middle of the road. He didn't yell at the cows like he did when he was young. How many cows could lie in the middle of the road? As soon as the expressway started, the engineering vehicles of the last eight rounds came in one after another, and everyone didn't know where to be squeezed, not to mention the cows.

? At this time, it is dusk, and the afterglow of the sun is still shining over the Huishui Bay. The village is as quiet as before, and occasionally there are chickens flying and dogs barking in one or two courtyards. Fang Hongwu quickened his pace. He wants to go back to his old house to have a look. These days, he is either running in the city or in the town, and he lives in his son's house in the town at night. He hasn't been back to his old house for almost a week. He used to get up in the morning, drink a pot of green tea at noon, smoke a cigarette in the courtyard and watch the stars in the evening, and couldn't stand the noise and boring air in the city.

? When Fang Hongwu entered the room, Fang Hongliang was collecting the fruits of oranges spread on his own rice field into a laundry list, which was said to have been bought and made into cough medicine. Square HongWu look dignified into the room, hurriedly put down the work came along. He knew that these Tianfang Hongwu were busy with the occupation of the high-speed interchange. Standing at the door, he coughed in a low voice and said, "Hongwu, come back."

? Fang Hongwu should have a cry and moved a chair to the gate in one hand. Fang Hongliang didn't sit down. He went home to brew a large porcelain jar of green tea with boiling water and brought two teacups.

? Fang Hongwu and Fang Hongliang are cousins who don't have five clothes. The two families have lived next door for decades. When they were young, their wives always blushed for some trivial things, such as your crops crossing my field. However, the two families have never had too much contradiction. Until now, all the girls have gone out of town, leaving their old ones at home, but they have taken care of each other.

? Fang Hongliang asked Fang Hongwu if he had gone to the city again for the overpass on the expressway. Fang Hongwu said yes, and Fang Hongliang said, "I don't understand. There are many ways to go home. Why do you have to build the expressway again? There are only two repairs. I heard that it can cost money. "

? Fang Hongwu said: "Brother and I tell you that these projects are carried out abroad. Look at that little Japan, there are viaducts all over the sky. Say near, look, my son and daughter-in-law, your virtuous Ai Tong Xia Lian and grandson, they are like swallows under the eaves. They only come back once a year or even two years. We don't have high speed here, so we have to come down and take the ordinary road hundreds of miles away, and it takes several hours to get home. Now that this expressway passes above us, your grandson can see you standing at the gate road looking at him from a distance. After a few minutes, you will get off the expressway and arrive in the bay. You said it was fast. When you go to Shenzhen to see your grandson, as long as you get on this expressway, it's like getting on a zip line, swishing to Hunan and swishing to Shenzhen again. There is no need to pass through Wuhan. The place is like a steamer in summer and an ice hole in cold weather. "

? Fang Hongliang listened to Fang Hongwu's endless arguments. He didn't want to go to Shenzhen. He only wondered if he could hurry up when his mistress came back.

Fang hongwu said, "of course, why not? Young people in a bay can come back soon, not to mention you are virtuous. "

? After talking about homeliness for a while, Fang Hongliang stood up and said, "Take a break first. I'll fry two side dishes in the past and let's drink two cups." Fang Hongwu came back from the town and walked four or five miles into the village. He was too tired to move early. He didn't mention it and agreed.

Fang Hongwu has been living and eating on his own since his wife went to town to send his grandson to school. At first, he was not used to it. He thought that he had worked hard for most of his life. When he was young, he had to work in the fields, but he had to make ends meet. Now he has to do his own laundry and cook. Of course, his dissatisfaction soon vanished: "I really asked for it!" "

? The next day, Fang Hongwu got up early, swept the front and back of the house, cooked a bowl of noodles and went out. He is going to the town to find the mayor today. The comrades of the Land Bureau said that the town must come forward to coordinate the construction of the high-speed interchange in their village.

"why are you here again?" Fang Hongwu just pushed open the door of the mayor's office when the mayor spoke.

Fang hongwu knew that the mayor didn't like him. He took out the soft Chinese prepared in his pocket and handed it to the mayor. The mayor gave a hand, and he sat down next to the mayor's desk nearby, which was difficult to talk about when he was far away. This was his experience as a village cadre for decades.

"Mayor, the compensation standard for land requisition of expressway interchange has not been determined, right?"

"You are not the only village that is talking about standards. Will it be settled for a while? There are three turns in a snail. " The mayor said.

"So has the ancient tree in our village been appraised? It's only one species in the square garden for hundreds of miles."

"Just fool me, Gu Shu. The pig farm in Zhouyang Village is worth more than it, and the village head only said a general price."

"How can ancient trees be compared with pig farms? Ancient trees are ecological protection plants, and pig farms are pollution sources!"

"Mr. Fang, last time you said that an engineering truck hit your village and the road was crushed, so you had to calculate the loss and make compensation. Today, an old tree came. I know you are thinking of the villagers in your village, but you should also take the overall situation into consideration. You can't talk to me for reasons and ask for money every day." The mayor was dissatisfied with Fang Hongwu's diligence, calculation, age and anger.

"mayor, don't worry. You see, all the young people in our village go out to work, and they only come back once every holiday or every year or so. When they come back, they find that the happiness canal is blocked, the old trees are gone, and the cement road is cracked. How can I tell them? How much money is better than selling cabbage at the collection! "

"But it has given so much compensation to replenish your village. What about other villages? Village head Fang, you are embarrassed, so I am even more embarrassed? " The mayor rapped on the official paper with a pen tip and said.

"Mayor, you should reflect what I said to the higher authorities and try to get as much compensation as possible. The people have been planting land all their lives, but now there are no trees. If they don't have a few more money in their hands, can they live in peace?" Fang Hongwu lit a cigarette by himself and took two puffs. "Besides, if you don't put your work ahead now, and the project is officially started, the villagers won't make it difficult for you and me to do it." The mayor looked at him and said nothing.

"mayor, you make up a few names and get more from them. It's small money here, and every household can count on it. I only heard that children who cry eat more milk, but I didn't hear that children who cry are beaten more! " Fang Hongwu accidentally revealed his oily nature.

The mayor couldn't help laughing: "Village Chief Fang, is this how people often praise your experience in grass-roots work?"

"No, I'm just saying that. I can't see this poor family for a few years. Please ask the mayor to guide the work more. " Fang Hongwu said and retired, and did not forget to take the door of the mayor's office.

the mayor looked at the slowly narrowing crack in the door, lowered his throat and said to himself, "This old prick doesn't live in the village. He's really worried about eating carrots!"

Second

When he came out of the mayor's office, Fang Hongwu went straight to the medicinal materials purchasing station in the town. He was still thinking that the old lady Meng's Ophiopogon japonicus had not been sold. On the way in the morning, I met Meng's wife limping to the town's purchasing station with a dozen catties of Ophiopogon japonicus. He was moved with compassion and told the old woman to go home. He was responsible for taking Ophiopogon japonicus to the purchasing station and selling it.

"Don't worry, I'll bring it back to you every penny." He knows what kind of family the Meng family is, and only the other village chief, Hong Wu Fang, is willing to help the Meng family.

The purchasing station was busy in the morning. He was afraid that he would miss his business for a long time, so he said hello to the purchasing master in the station and put Ophiopogon japonicus here. He would come to get the money when he was done.

When the master of the purchasing station saw Fang Hongwu coming in in a hurry, he quickly took out several money of Ophiopogon japonicus and gave it to Fang Hongwu. Fang Hongwu took the money, counted it and handed it back. "Please help me write a note, indicating how many kilograms and how much. Together with this money, I will give someone a reply."

"Uncle Hong Wu, you are afraid of being confused with Meng's mother-in-law.". A girl's gentle laughter came from behind. Fang Hongwu just came in in a hurry and didn't notice that there was an acquaintance here. Looking back, Li Changde's girl Li Qiongzhi was looking at him and laughing.

"Joan, what brings you here? Shouldn't you be learning from the master at the moment? It won't be sneaking out to play, will it? " Fang Hongwu said with a smile that he knew that this girl was not a lazy girl.

"I went back yesterday to help my family sell some fruit." Joan cheese low breath a sigh of relief, "I'll go back to the teacher. Goodbye, Uncle Hong Wu. "

"slow down, slow down, be careful." Fang Hongwu looked at the girl's thin figure and said.

Aunt Xian Shu works in a factory in Jordan chan. I just got a call from my wife Fang Hongliang in the morning, telling her that the land in her home is going to be expropriated, just at the southeast corner of their weir pond, and the five-acre orange orchard next to it, and the home of Zhang Shunhua next to it. She suddenly felt a sigh of relief. She said to Fang Hongliang, "Ask for as much money as possible to see if I can make a down payment for my son. I heard that house prices are not rising so fast now. My grandson is now in kindergarten with his parents in the city, and he still has to go back to his hometown when he goes to primary school." Fang Hongliang said: "It's all right to levy. Now the fields are full of grass. When I see that my heart is scared and I have planted a generation of crops, the grass in the garden is getting higher and higher. I'm sorry." Aunt Xian Shu said, "Yes, it's a pity that those oranges are in shortage, but they can't sell for a few dollars, and they are still working hard." Fang Hongliang thought to himself that people in their fifties are still working outside and have no home, so let their relatives say. Aunt Hyun-sook went on to say, "Don't be too tired. Go to town and buy something to eat." Now my wife is left at home to take care of those trees and fields. After a busy day in the field, she only sees a cold pot and a cold stove when she comes home, and she feels uneasy.

The laborers in the village have all gone out to work to earn money. The old, the weak and the sick stay at home, and they don't worry about food and clothing. They also have a few pocket money in their pockets. But they are used to the days of scrimping and saving, working hard and earning hard. Seeing that the rape is ripe, the rice is yellow, and the bright and clear fruits are covered with branches, they have to get up early and get greedy for the dark, and they have to shoulder their shoulders and shoulder their shoulders as strong labor. However, time and tide wait for no man. In the evening, the bones of a tired day will be as painful as a frame. While turning on the bed, they made up their minds to take a day off tomorrow, so they fell asleep. But the next day, before dawn, they groped for the rope to get up and go down to the ground. When the fire-like sun rose, two baskets of early-maturing oranges had been hunched over by them and carried into their rice fields. In the afternoon, white double-row seats went into the village to collect oranges. When the baskets of oranges bent their waist were replaced by three or five hundred yuan, they felt that this life was not so sweet, but they still had a look forward to it.

Fang Hongwu did not lose the agility of his legs and feet. He climbed over half a hill to Zhang Shunhua's house in half an hour. Zhang Shunhua moved a chair to sit him down and handed him a cigarette. He didn't answer it, took out a soft Chinese and handed it to Zhang Shunhua. "Taste this. I went up there to ask people for respect. Most of them don't smoke. Those old smokers are retired, so I just enjoy it myself."

Zhang Shunhua said, "The expressway is really going to cross my roof this time, and the demolition team has come."

"Not from your roof, I want you to move the house and hit the ground." Fang Hongwu corrected him.

"When you go up to the house and move down, you don't see a grain. Do not move. " Zhang Shunhua's wife is a head-on sentence.

"Sister in law, are you born with peas? Say a word so simply. I don't want you to move for nothing. " Fang Hongwu gherardini looked at her.

"I heard that you were all assigned tasks, and we were allowed to move two months ago. You got benefits, so we just followed suit for a while. Besides, where do you want me to move? This place has lived for four generations, and Mr. Feng Shui said that it is too crowded to move. " Zhang Shunhua said.

"I know it's rich. If you move, won't it make you rich? The little advantage you mentioned, to put it bluntly, is a little running money, which is not enough for me to buy a pair of shoes. Look at my new leather shoes. My son sent them back last week. What about 2 yuan? Is that enough for running? " Fang Hongwu stretched out his left foot, swayed in front of Zhang Shunhua, and stretched out again.