Only Li Chun and the other four are still in the countryside, and there is a sister at home. Li Chun’s family is in the city and his father is also in the army. Although his level is not very high, Tang Xin is an enterprise soldier and a worker family. In this era, he is considered a middle-income family. He is less than the best and more stable. Zhang Qisheng is a rural soldier like Wang Honghua, but his family has become an urban village because of the expansion of the city. All kinds of compensation are considered a small wealthy family. The conditions are the best among the few people.

What Li Chun wanted to say, Zhang Xingming glanced at Wang Honghua in a concealed manner, and Li Chun stopped saying that they didn't need it, but Wang Honghua's family really needed it. He licked his lips, Li Chun nodded and accepted Zhang Xingming's kindness.

Wang Honghua's face turned red, and she twitched her face and said, "Erming, I." Zhang Xingming frowned and said, "Shut up, either obey or I will change people, there is no third way."

Tang Xin reached out and patted Wang Honghua with a smile and said, "Okay, obey the arrangements. If your family doesn't come, he will have to recruit workers and pay wages, right? Is it reasonable to help the family members and not violate the rules, and your sister is older, don't you want her to be good?"

Wang Honghua lowered her head and thought for a while, and said "Yeah".

Wang Honghua's home is in the rural area of ​​Aba, northern Sichuan. It is a place called Chengmengou in Pan'an Township, Xiaojin County. It is a mountainous area. The population of the whole town is less than 2,000. It is rich in precious Chinese medicinal materials such as Gastrodia elata, Cordyceps, and Huangshan medicine. It stores rich geological and mineral resources such as gold, silver, copper ore, and marble. It is the largest marble mining area in Sichuan Province.

But the per capita income here is actually less than 300. Even in the era of great development in later generations, the per capita income of the whole township did not reach 2,500 in 2013.

The mines bring only environmental damage to the local area, and poverty is still poor. The straight distance from Jinguancheng, the capital of Sichuan Province, is only 400 kilometers away.

Wang Honghua walked on the mountain road with a backpack on his backpack. His home was nearly 100 kilometers away from the county town. He took a bus from Jinguancheng to the county, then transferred from the county town to the village, and then relied on luck. There was no shuttle bus to the village. He had to find a passerby or had good luck to meet someone who came out to do business in the village and go back with them.

Wang Honghua walked around the village for a while, but today he was not very lucky. He passed by the bus in the village and didn't meet anyone who was passing by. In the end, he had to eat something and walk back with his bag on his back, which cost more than ten miles of mountain road.

I set off from Jinguan City in the morning and when he saw the village from afar, it was getting dark.

The houses here are all stone houses built on hillsides. The main body of the walls is made of strips made of rocks. The top is black fish-scale tiled roof or square flat roof, which is a bit like the loess house style in the Uyghur region. These houses are distributed along the east and west side of the river. This is a Tibetan area, and most of the residents are Tibetans.

"Dad, grandma." Wang Honghua couldn't wait to shout when he walked to the door of his house. He hadn't come home for more than five years, and there were many restrictions on military service. When he had more restrictions on military service, it was often inconvenient for communication, and most of the time it was not allowed. Telephone? The phone closest to his home is in the countryside. This is a black area hidden behind a bustling city.

A little girl of fifteen or sixteen ran out of the house and stood at the door to look here. She was wearing a blue and white Tibetan robe, with two plateau red pieces on her black and red face, and her hair was tied behind her head casually. Her eyes looked at Wang Honghua a little confused.

The name of Tibetan people is simpler than that of the Han people. They can call their elders parents and their younger generations, so it is normal for them to call them sons and daughters even if strangers call them like this.

Wang Honghua grinned and smiled happily when she saw the little girl. Although her sister might have a very vague memory of him, how could his memory of her sister be unclear? "Ah sister, I am Prince Doji."

"Brother Doji?" The woman was confused for a moment, then turned her head and ran into the room: "Mom, Mom, Brother Doji is back."

Wang Honghua smiled, straightened her backpack and walked into the room.

"Doji." An old woman wearing a traditional Tibetan robe ran out, and A-mei followed her and looked at Wang Honghua curiously. The woman came over and looked at Wang Honghua with her face raised, and reached out to hold Wang Honghua in her arms and started crying. Wang Honghua bent down and let the woman hug her, and her tears gradually wet her eyes.

"Doji, my Doji."

"Mom, I'm back to see you."

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There are small light bulbs in the house, but they are much better than places that have not yet been powered on.

The house was a little messy, with tapestries and tokas hanging on the wall, and a floor table in the middle of the house, and the stove was right next to the table. At this moment, things were being cooked, and there were several cabinets next to the wall. There was a three-person sofa in the corner of the house, and a black and white TV was placed on the low table in front of the sofa. This was the only TV in the village, which Wang Honghua brought back when he came back last time.

The roof was made of wooden frames and blue felt cloth was stuck inside. Wang Honghua helped her mother sit down. A girl followed her and stared at Wang Honghua. As soon as Wang Honghua's eyes fell on her face, she bared her teeth and showed a shy smile, showing a big dimples.

"Where is my dad?"

"At the end of the day, I went to my house and said I had something to discuss. Luo Bu, let's burn the pond to warm up your prince." The Tibetan area belongs to the plateau, and it is already a little cold now.

Rob Amei agreed and got up and went outside to get firewood.

My mother was in a better mood and stood up to cook. The food in Tibetan was mainly tsampa butter beef and mutton. It was not as complicated as the Han people. It was mainly boiled and steamed.

Wang Honghua stood up and went to help her grandma and said, "Mom, I'm taking you out this time to come back to Jinguan City. We will leave tomorrow. Ah Mei will go to the school there in the future."

Grandma was stunned for a moment and said, "When your dad comes back, you can discuss it with him, it depends on what your dad means."

Ah Mei came back with firewood, opened the floor and exposed the pond, and started burning the pond, using the charcoal fire on the stove as a guide. After a while, the fire started to burn, dispersing the indoor air conditioner.

Wang Honghua asked: "What grade is Ah Mei now?"

Amei said shyly: "In the ninth grade, I will go to the county to study in half a year."

My mother said, "My Rob is going to grow up to be a big girl. Today, my family came to propose marriage. Your father is going to the head of the head to talk about this. My Rob is not in a hurry to marry, but it is not good to refuse directly. Your father wants the head to come over and tell me about it."

Wang Honghua glanced at Amei and said, "Why should I marry at the age of sixteen? The law stipulates that you must be twenty-one to get married."

Amei said: "I won't marry, I still have to go to college."

Wang Honghua said: "Yes, you have to go to college and be a decent person in the city."

As soon as the door opened, a man in a leather jacket walked in. Ah Mei jumped up and said, "Bad, Prince Doji is back."

Wang Honghua also called out: "Bad."

My dad glanced at Wang Honghua, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "I'm strong. Is the army on holiday?"

Wang Honghua said: "Dad, I'm here to pick you up from the mountain and go to Jinguan City where Ah Mei can attend a better school and your life will be better. You can also call you and see you when you go home."

My father was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you going there to support your family? Silly children, the houses there cost money. It costs ten yuan to eat a bowl of butter tea, and mutton is also very expensive. Our family doesn't have that much money. You will get married in the future, and my sister will get married."

When a Tibetan married woman has to pay a generous dowry at home, unlike the Han women who only ask for money.
Chapter completed!