Chapter six hundred and eighty-eight before the unpleasant festival
Looking at the traffic congested in front, Xiao Zhijie wanted to honk his horn several times, "I really didn't expect that in terms of traffic jams, our Wuliao could catch up with Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou so quickly."
This was the only street in Wuliao, which is the main street, and now it is also the main road in Wuliao. Because of the foresight of someone in the back seat, in the initial large-scale planning period, a four-lane road was built here, which caused many people to exclaim at that time because even the county town did not have such a standard road. The fastest update ┏┛
If the green belts, non-motorized vehicle lanes, trails, etc. are added next to them, the reserved width of this road will make the county town even more cramped.
But let alone the county, the city is dwarfed, because it has been widened into eight-lane two-way lanes.
But even so, looking forward from here at this time, no matter where they go out or where they come in, the cars are next to each other. The square in the town has long been far away, but to this day, it is still far away.
Xiao Zhijie felt like he was still in Shenzhen for the time being, and it was the peak period of transportation.
Not only the traffic on the road, but also the tall buildings on both sides of the road, the sky divided by the tall buildings, the pedestrians holding mobile phones on the road, and the rushing pedestrians all looked no different from Shenzhen.
Only the sound of fireworks and firecrackers that sounded from time to time, and the specialties of the New Year that the shops on the roadside placed outside the publicity racks, such as glutinous rice cakes, sweet rice wine, etc., can help him regain some of the taste of the New Year when he was a child.
"The people who buy fireworks are so tall," he couldn't help but mutter.
From a small town in a mountainous area to a metropolis like this, the changes in Wuliao can't be finished in a few days or nights, but there are also many habits, or old traditions, that are set off firecrackers and fireworks during the Spring Festival.
Sheng Zheng considered connecting with big cities at that time and implemented a ban on setting off fireworks and firecrackers within the Wuliao area, but in the end it was left unresolved. Even Feng Jiachong did not support this work.
But some regulations have been made in other aspects.
For example, for safety reasons, it is difficult to see fireworks and firecrackers in the town. In order to meet everyone's request, after the 20th day of the 12th lunar month, more than 100 festive tents were set up in the open places in the town to specialize in fireworks and firecrackers.
These tents with uniform standards look quite tall.
There is one not far ahead. At this time, there are many customers and it is very lively.
"I'm jealous when I look at this business," Xiao Zhijie muttered.
Do you all have money? When they were young, many children wanted to play with firecrackers and had to find fish that had escaped from the firecrackers that had been set off. They were not the primary stage of playing with the kind of firecrackers that were thrown away. The little guys were holding all kinds of fireworks.
Because of the increase in the total population and the increase in the purchase volume of each company, according to the results measured by Owen and others, Wuli'ao has also caught up with the trend in the past two days after returning, that is, haze.
According to data analysis, these days, it is already between mild and moderate haze.
However, they remember that the winter at home is always gray because there are few days with the sun, which makes them feel insensitive to this matter.
On the contrary, when they smelled the scent of the fireworks in the air, they felt very friendly.
"Or why not just find a place to park and let's go over?" Xiao Zhijie said.
After a long time, he saw that there was still no one in the back seat, and he couldn't help but say, "I said, you two really treat me as a driver, right?"
"You are rushing to drive," the person in the back seat finally spoke. This is Wang Changning.
He had been looking outside before.
This time of year reminds people of the past.
But he didn't have much impression of the town before. It was even more difficult to find or piece together the previous Wuliao in this completely modern city.
So much so that he is now feeling lost with some joy and uneasiness.
This feels like a person who has been abroad for several years and has been doing well. After a few years, he will return to China. On the one hand, he will be happy with the development of the country, and on the other hand, he will be a little worried. If this continues, he may not be able to keep up with the development of his hometown when he comes back next time.
You know, he will go back to Wuliao at least once a year.
Feng Yiping still looked at his phone and said without raising his head, "I don't want to get out of the car,"
Xiao Zhijie also agreed with this point, "That's right, if you get off the bus, we will only walk slower."
Feng Yiping, who had not appeared in Wuliao for a while, would have caused the most serious congestion if he got off the bus.
Finally, they slowly approached the square.
At this time, this square with a huge area of land had a flow of people comparable to the square in front of the railway stations in Yangcheng and other cities.
However, the place is because of the rare ice rain, which causes the retention of people returning home to celebrate the festival, and the bustling crowd here is because the entire square is the largest New Year’s goods market in Wuli'ao at this time.
It was already the 28th day of the 12th lunar month. Feng Yiping, who had just returned to Feng's house yesterday afternoon, called Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning last night and said that he wanted to drink.
The two of them hurriedly left their wives and children and ran to the town. But just after having a drink, Xiao Zhijie suggested to come here to see the fun and experience the long-lost atmosphere of the New Year, and then they were trapped in the traffic.
"Don't stop," Feng Yiping said hurriedly when he saw that he was about to lean to the side.
It's like this here, how can we keep going?
"Go back?" Xiao Zhijie asked.
"It will take half a day to go back," said Wang Changning.
"Driving forward and going to the optical base," Feng Yiping simply said.
How to say it, he was a little unhappy at home, of course it was because of personal problems.
My dad said a few excessive words, but he couldn't help but say a few words.
It’s not because he is unfilial, he is under a lot of pressure.
The main idea of the strategy I set is that starting next year, a series of marriages and divorces will bring various problems and pressures to everyone.
Although he felt that this was the best solution, he would not be able to feel at all when he thought that such a decision would directly involve several families.
This time, neither of the father and son wanted to give in.
For Feng Zhenchang, Huang Jingping is rare to come back with her daughter this year, but she still cannot live at home justified.
Although Huang Chengzhong and his wife have never said anything in recent years, and the people in the village and the town are used to it, for those who are so rational, the pressure from everyone tolerant of him is even greater.
Everything was fine, but why did the current unsatisfactory situation occur? Naturally, it was because my son didn't handle it well.
Feng Yiping felt that his parents did not understand him enough.
He and Huang Jingping have not been married for so many years. He believes that his parents can guess why, especially when they already know Ma Ling and Vincent.
But now they put pressure on themselves on this issue. He felt that their parents were taking care of their face more than they were considerate of his son... At this time, he just wanted to make a living with these two best friends.
If you want to say it, it’s better for friends. When they say they want to drink, they will come over immediately without asking what the reason is.
This made Feng Yiping feel very relaxed.
"Why, when you arrive at the optical base, let the helicopter take us back to the villa halfway up the mountain?" Xiao Zhijie said with a smile as he heard the roar of the helicopter overhead.
Both of them probably knew why the old classmate called and said he wanted to drink, but they also believed that Feng Yiping should be able to handle this problem well.
"I'm afraid of heights in the helicopter," said Feng Yiping. "It's the same with the same thing when I go to the optical base and find a place to drink there."
"Yes, the living area over there is really good, and the mountain next to it is well placed," Xiao Zhijie remembered something halfway through his speech, "Hey, why do I think you are particularly unreasonable? You are afraid of heights on a helicopter, but you are not afraid of heights on a higher baystream?"
How could Feng Yiping say that he was worried about the safety of the helicopter? He only said, "This is the busiest time for several helicopters at the airport, so it's hard to steal the limelight from others."
Yes, by the end of the year, the helicopter airport, which usually has no movement, suddenly became lively.
Some people who do business here flew directly to the provincial capital to transfer, and some people from Wuliao who were outside the city came back directly by helicopter from the provincial capital. This seems to have become a trend among some people.
Therefore, even the most important activities of the airport, which took everyone to look down at Wuli'ao and nearby businesses from the air, had to pause.
Wang Changning talked about another question, "Yiping, do you have any other ideas about optical bases, such as using this to enter the panel industry?"
Chapter completed!