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"I came here this time just to return to my roots and worship my ancestors!" Wang Zhong said.

"His father, didn't the old party secretary also join the Red Army? The old party secretary must know this." Ma Huashui's wife's eyes lit up and she suddenly spoke up.

Ma Huanshui nodded, he thought the same thing, "Hunter, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you came back specially to worship your ancestors. You must not make a mistake about such a big thing. The old branch secretary of our village used to

He also joined the Red Army when he was young, so he should know better. Let's ask the old party secretary first."

"Sorry to trouble you!" Wang Zhong said gratefully.

Shui Hua, who had just called Ma Huashui and his wife back, said: "Call Shui Shui. Since we are awake, I will go back first. There is still a lot of work to do at home!"

"Miss Shui Hua, Wang Zhong will remember your life-saving grace in his heart. He is currently involved in worldly affairs, but he will be rewarded in the future!"

"No, no, no! It happened to me too! You should go find the old branch secretary first and ask for details!" Shui Hua was quite frightened, so she said to Ma Huashui and left in a hurry.

"Your name is Wang Zhong?" Ma Huashui looked at Wang Zhong in surprise.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Yes, uncle!"

"I heard you speak well. You have read a lot of books, right?" Ma Huashui's eyes flashed with strange colors.

Wang Chong said with a smile: "I studied for a few years before, but then I had no one at home, so I joined the army. I just came back from the army."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-two years old!"

Ma Huashui nodded: "One year older than my Defu."

"Okay, I'll take you to the old party secretary first!" Ma Huashui said to Defu's mother again: "It's almost dinner time, you cook first!"

Defu's mother said: "I know, you go ahead!"

Ma Huanshui led Wang Zhong out. On the way, Wang Zhong paid attention to the surrounding situation. Every household had the same adobe house, half-person-high walls, and gates made of firewood branches. There were many piles in the courtyard of every household.

Dried corn stalks.

The ground beneath your feet is full of loess, and with just a little force, you can stir up countless dust.

The air is dry, with little moisture.

Occasionally, you can see a few jujube trees, surrounded by undulating mountains and mounds, but as far as you can see, there are not a few trees in sight. The mountains are covered with wild grass and warblers are flying, but there are no green waters or green mountains.

No wonder there is a need to relocate to Diaozhuang. There is not even an open river. Even if there is land for farming, there is not much water for irrigation.

Without water, crops cannot be grown. This is indeed the case. Wang Zhong specifically checked the information. During this period, with the increase in population in Xihaigu, there was a large amount of deforestation, and the forest coverage rate dropped to just over a little percent.

, soil erosion is particularly serious, and the yield in the field has reached a new low.

Walking along the compacted loess road, bypassing a dozen or so houses, we came to a small courtyard that occupies a large area.

There was an old man in the courtyard with a cigarette stick that looked quite old at first sight, and a pile of thatch next to it, and he was rubbing a straw rope.

"Uncle!"

Ma Huanshui started shouting outside the courtyard, pushed open the fence door, and walked in with Wang Zhong.

"Call for water!" The old branch secretary stopped what he was doing when he heard the sound, turned his head and glanced, then stood up and patted his thighs and trousers, asking: "Why are you here!"

"I have something to ask you about."

"You're asking me? What's going on?"

"This is a later thing!" Ma Huashui walked to the old party secretary: "It's hot outside, let's go inside and drink water!"

"Come in, come in!" The old party secretary also invited Wang Zhong to come in.

The furnishings in the old party secretary's house were similar to those in Ma Huanshui's house. The three of them walked into the main room, which also had a square table, several benches, and a few upside-down white porcelain bowls and a clay pot on the table.

The walls around the house are full of things.

Ma called for water and put three bowls on the table, poured water in, first brought the bowl to the old branch secretary, then brought the bowl to Wang Zhong, and warned: "You have just recovered, don't drink too much at once, take your time."

"Thank you, uncle!" Wang Zhong said with a smile. Although he was not seriously injured, Wang Zhong could feel Ma Huanshui's kindness.

"Why haven't I seen this young man? He's not from our village!" The old party secretary held the cigarette pole, lit the match and took a puff, while looking around Wang Zhong.

"Old man, my name is Wang Zhong, and I am from Yongquan Village. During the Republic of China, there was great chaos outside. My great-grandfather Wang Shunqing, my great-grandmother and my grandfather Wang Yongfu came to Yongquan Village to avoid trouble and settle down.

"

"Are you the grandson of Brother Yongfu?" The old party secretary stood up in excitement and looked at Wang Zhong in astonishment, eyes full of disbelief.

"Does the old party secretary know my grandfather?" Wang Jian nodded and asked.

"Uncle! Don't get excited, sit down and talk slowly!" Ma Huashui quickly pulled the old party secretary to sit down.

The old party secretary sighed, with memories in his eyes, and said in a sad tone: "We know each other, why don't we know each other!"

"I think when I joined the Red Army, it was Brother Yongfu who took me there." The old party secretary did join the Red Army, but he only went twenty miles away when he was shot in the butt by the Ma Jiajun. He couldn't follow the team anymore, so he just

If you can return to Yongquan Village, you can continue to eat with your back turned to the sky and your face to the loess.

"I just didn't expect that there would be no news after Brother Yongfu left. Your great-grandfather and great-grandmother only had his son. There was no news for many years. Everyone thought he died on the battlefield. Your great-grandmother fell ill not long after.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she left within a few years. After your great-grandmother left, your great-grandfather followed her within two years, and it was still the village's funeral arrangements."

As he spoke, the old branch secretary suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Wang Zhong, asking: "By the way, where is your grandfather?"

"Since he is alive, why hasn't he come back to see him for so many years?"

"well!"

Wang Zhong sighed and said with the same sigh: "It's not that my grandfather doesn't want to come back, it's that he was injured and lost his memory!"

"Have you been injured and lost your memory?" the old party secretary asked doubtfully.

Wang Zhongdao: "After my grandfather joined the Red Army, he was tossed all the way. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he married my grandmother. Just over a week after the marriage, he joined the Volunteer Army. My grandmother was pregnant with my father at that time. In the end, my grandfather was fighting against the Japanese Japanese.

He was seriously injured during the accident. Both legs were blown off and had to be amputated. There was also a piece of shrapnel in his brain. He was in a coma for more than a year before he woke up. When he woke up, he couldn't remember many things.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before Hou Tou died, he remembered that his hometown is Yongquan Village, Gugangou Township, Xihai. He left his last words and asked my dad to take his and my grandma’s ashes back to Yongquan.

He came from the village and was buried next to his great-grandfather and great-grandma, saying that he could not fulfill his filial piety in front of his great-grandfather and great-aunt during his lifetime, and would stay with them underground after his death."

"But before my father could bring them back, he went to the battlefield again and died on the border of southern Yunnan. My mother raised me alone and told me this before she died."

After hearing Wang Zhong's story, even Ma Huanshui couldn't help but be moved.

"Hey!" The old branch secretary sighed and said with emotion: "Everything in the world is unpredictable!"

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. Brother Yongfu...hey!"

"Xiao Zhong, your grandfather and your father, they are both martyrs and heroes!"

The two of them expressed their feelings.

"..."

Immediately, the three of them returned to Ma Huanshui's house and took the jar of ashes brought back by Wang Zhong. The old party secretary led the way and led Wang Zhong and Ma Huanshui to the back mountain with hoes and shovels on their backs. They found Wang Zhong in this place.

The graves of great-grandfather and great-grandmother in this world.

It is said to be a tomb, but in fact it is just two small earthen mounds, not even a monument.

Wang Zhong didn't let Ma call for water to help. He spent more than half an hour digging a big hole next to the grave, buried the ashes in it, quickly filled it up, and built it into a small grave.

When the three of them went down the mountain, the sun had disappeared into the horizon and the sky was starting to get a little dark.

Ma Huashui took the old party secretary and Wang Zhong with him and went to his house for dinner together.

Wang Zhong also met Ma Debao, who was still a teenager, and Ma Dehua, a small girl.

At the dinner table, Ma Huanshui took out half a bottle of sorghum wine from his collection and divided it among the teapots. The staple food was potatoes and porridge cooked with stick noodles, and the side dish was a plate of fried pickles with dried chili peppers.

There was no fishy taste, but there were enough potatoes, pickles and wine. It was already the most sumptuous meal Ma Huanshui could offer.

"Wang Zhong! What are your plans next?"

The old party secretary felt quite heavy. In his heart, Wang Zhong had become his nephew and descendant.

"Old man, my household registration has been moved back. Back then, Yongquan Village took in my great-grandfather's family and helped them collect their bones and arrange their funeral arrangements. For such kindness, I have no ability and I don't know how to repay everyone...

····”

"Hey!" Before Wang Zhong could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ma Huanshui: "You kid, what do you mean by repayment? They are all from the same village. Besides, your grandfather went to the battlefield to fight for his life.

Yes, without them, we wouldn’t have the peaceful life we ​​have today.”

"You are right to call Uncle Shui! You are not allowed to mention repayment in the future!" The old party secretary said with deep approval and gave Wang Zhong an accusing look.

"Okay!" A smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face: "No more, no more!"

"Yes, you just said that you signed your household registration back?" Ma Huashui put his outstretched chopsticks on the pickle plate, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Zhong in surprise and asked.

Wang Jian nodded: "Before I come back, I have completed the procedures in Lanzhou. Now I just need the village to issue an acceptance certificate. I will go to the county again and it will be done!"

These are naturally masterpieces of the system.

"Are you really going to come back?" At this time, both Ma Huashui and the old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong in surprise.

"In this place, we have to eat and drink. We live on the relief food distributed by the government all year round. The conditions are very difficult. You are just staying outside Lanwai. What are you doing back here?"

The old branch secretary hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.

Wang Chong smiled and said: "No matter how nice it is outside, it's not as good as home!"

"Besides, these days are made by people. I am young and strong, and I don't have to worry about whether I can support myself. Now our country's economy is getting better and better, and the future will definitely get better and better!"

"I have said something, please don't laugh at me!"

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" the old party secretary said quickly.

Wang Zhongdao: "Although I am young and don't have much ability, our old Wang family can be considered a member of Yongquan Village and have received kindness from the villagers. I think if I can do something for our Yongquan Village,

Do your best, and even if you are in trouble in the future, when you see my father and my father, you can straighten your back and tell them that I have not disgraced them."

The old branch secretary looked at Wang Zhong and sighed, but with a smile on his face, he looked at Wang Zhong with relief: "As expected of the grandson of Brother Yongfu, he has a temperament just like him!"

"Old man, my name is Uncle Shui, what do you think about this matter of receiving the certificate?"

"Don't worry, your uncle Shui is now the acting village director of our Yongquan Village. Once he receives the certificate, he can do anything about it." The old party secretary was very relieved, and his old face was filled with a happy smile.

said.

"After dinner later, I will go to the village committee to issue a certificate for you. After you have completed your household registration, the old branch secretary and I will introduce you to the fellow villagers. Do you think you will be successful?"

"Hit! Why not! This is the best!"

"But there's something I have to tell you first. After your great-grandfather and great-grandmother left, the house was empty. At that time, people in the village thought that your family had no one, and later it was taken over by the government. You

The land for the house is the same. It was taken back to the collective. Later, when the household quota system was implemented, it was re-divided. If you want to get it back, it is probably impossible. We can only divide it for you from the collective land.

piece."

"I understand this, understand it, and I can accept it!" Wang Zhong smiled happily.

"Those are all wastelands that no one has cultivated!" the old party secretary reminded.

"Baby, you may not be clear because you just came back." Ma Huashui was afraid that Wang Zhong wouldn't understand the meaning of the wasteland and quickly explained: "We in Yongquan Village have had household quotas for several years. Those slightly better lands have long been taken over.

After the land reclamation is completed, it is assigned to each family. Although there is a lot of collective land in the village, it is basically all barren sandy land. It is impossible to grow crops without a few years of hard work."

"Uncle, old man, you two can rest assured. Although I, Wang Zhong, don't have any great skills, I still have a few skills. It will not be a problem to support myself."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Really?" The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong's face, a little unconvinced.

"If I didn't have this ability, I wouldn't dare to come back! Just watch it, you two!"

"It's easy to talk about a homestead!" Ma shouted, "But there aren't any vacant houses in the village now."

"What's the matter? Let Xiao Zhong live in my house first. I happen to be the only one at home. When Xiao Chong comes, I can still have a companion!"

"Old man, then I will bother you for a while." Wang Chong said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" the old man said deliberately with a straight face.

Several people had smiles on their faces.

Ma Huashui smiled and greeted the two of them: "Okay, okay, hurry up and eat. We have been busy all day, and we must be hungry."

The next day, Wang Zhong took Ma Huanshui's acceptance certificate and ran to the county early in the morning under the leadership of Ma Huanshui to settle the household registration matter.

After leaving the police station gate, Wang Zhong treated Ma Huanshui to a meal at a restaurant in the county.

Looking at the table full of a large plate of mutton stew, as well as pancakes, noodles, spicy food, and Ma Huanshui, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Xiao Chong, aren't you being too extravagant? You can't survive this day!"

Wang Zhongdao: "Uncle! In the past two days, you have been very busy and worried about my affairs. This meal should be treated as a tribute to me as a junior."

The aroma of mutton hit his nostrils, and Ma Huanshui's stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and he swallowed subconsciously.

When Wang Zhong saw this, he didn't find it funny. In the eyes of Ma Huanshui, who ate potatoes three times a day, such a large plate of mutton might not be enough to eat even during the Chinese New Year. But Ma Huanshui's first reaction was that he really blamed himself for being extravagant.

waste.

"Uncle! Don't just look at it, eat quickly. I have something else to trouble you after you finish eating!"

"What's the matter?" Ma Huashui looked at Wang Zhong: "You speak first, and then eat after you finish speaking."

"Okay!" Wang Zhong said: "Uncle, I came here this time. I was in a hurry and didn't bring everything with me. There are still a lot of belongings over there, so I have to go back first and collect the things over there.

Once the matter is settled, I estimate it will take about a week or two before we come back, but I can't say the exact time."

Although Ma Huashui was a little surprised, he understood very well: "Then what can I help you with?"

Wang Zhongdao: "The old party secretary is really kind to me, but I can't live in his house forever. I thought, could you please help me deal with the homestead matter first, and then go to the village to find some people and dig it out now?"

Come out with some soil, dry out more adobe bricks, and when I come back from Yanjing, I will start building a house immediately. As for the wages, two yuan per person per day, do you think so?"

It's only 1989 this time, and even the average salary of workers in the city is only 80 or 90. There are still about two years left in 1991 when the plot begins. Wang Zhong cannot always live in the old party secretary's house.

To be honest, the girl Shuihua is very suitable for Wang Zhong in terms of appearance, figure and character. If he wants to marry Li Shuihua, a house is definitely indispensable.

"Two yuan a day?" Ma Huashui's eyes widened: "That's too much. If you convert it to a month, isn't that sixty yuan?"

"They are all from the village. Anyway, it is not the busy time for farming. If you can help, please help. How much money do you need!"

Wang Zhong hurriedly shook his head: "How can this be done? It's not easy for the villagers, so how can we let their help be in vain! No, no, no!"

Wang Zhong didn't even bother to take advantage of this.

Ma Huashui saw Wang Zhong's resolute look, thought for a while, and said, "Well, if you really have this intention, you can just provide two meals a day! Don't mention the wages."

Wang Zhong thought for a while, counted ten brand-new hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, which were just introduced last year, and handed them to Ma Huanshui.

"What are you doing?" Ma Huashui immediately frowned and stared at Wang Zhong.

"Uncle Shui, don't get me wrong. You are the village director of Yongquan Village. You must be a capable person. I'm a newbie here. I'm not familiar with the place. I'm blind to everything I do. Where's the money? Please help me."

First, I need to find some good wood, and arrange white flour steamed buns and stew mutton for the villagers every day, which is also a little bit of my appreciation."

"It doesn't cost so much money!" Ma Huashui didn't dare to take the money from Wang Zhong, "Two meals a day, even if you eat meat and dry food, you won't spend so much. As for wood, you can't

How much wood can be used for a house, but not this much."

"Then what do you think is appropriate?" Wang Zhong shook his head. If this happened in the future, who would be eager to put the money in his pocket right away.

There are not many simple people like Ma Huishui, but there are not many of them anymore.

Ma Huashui thought for a while and then said: "Two hundred yuan is enough! I guess there is still a lot left."

Wang Zhong took out three cards and put the rest back into his pocket: "In this case, you will take three hundred first. When I come back, you can give back more and make up less. Do you think so?"

Ma Huashui gritted his teeth and finally reached out and took the money.

A smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face, he picked up the chopsticks and handed it to Ma Shui for water: "Uncle, this mutton has to be eaten while it's hot to make it taste better."

Ma Huanshui looked at Wang Zhong and shook his head helplessly.

After dinner, the two of them parted ways, and Wang Zhong got on the train and went straight to Yanjing.

Still using the old method, I went to Yanjin and Yanjing to exchange two pairs of jade bracelets in the space for 180,000 yuan. It's not that Lanzhou and Haiji couldn't exchange, but it's not the same as before. Only in Yanjing, Wang Zhong's

Two pairs of jade bracelets can be exchanged for a suitable price. In comparison, the fare and time of the round trip are nothing.

With this 180,000 yuan, plus the inheritance and retirement pension from the system-arranged status, the total amount was more than 3,000 yuan, Wang Zhong took the train back to Haiji County with a huge sum of money in his pocket.

This time and again, plus the time spent in Yanjing, a full ten days passed like this.

Wang Zhong bought a permanent brand bicycle in the county, with 28 large bars, durable and of good quality. He rode the bicycle and bought new bed sheets and quilt covers, a washbasin, a toothbrush and other daily necessities, a front bar and a back seat.

On top, there are large and small bags of things tied up.

I rode my bicycle all the way out of the county town, walked on the loess road, and headed straight for Yongquan Village.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Wang Zhong saw a familiar figure wearing a turban and carrying a basket on his back with a bundle of small tree branches on his back.

"Splash Girl?"

When Shui Hua heard the sound, she turned around and looked back, just in time to see Wang Zhong getting off the bicycle and pushing the cart up: "It's you!"

"It's me!" Wang Zhong said with a smile, "I'm collecting firewood!"

Shui Hua also grinned and said, "Well! So you are also from our Yongquan Village!"

"Yes! But last time was the first time I returned to Yongquan Village."

"I heard that Uncle Shui said that you went back to Lanzhou to do some work. Is the work done?"

"It's done!" Wang Zhong said: "The things over there have been taken care of. I won't leave when I come back this time, and will take root in our Yongquan Village!"
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