Go wild! son-in-law

The bus stopped at a dilapidated old station. Compared with the first-tier cities in Fucheng, this place is too backward, with potholes everywhere and puddles of sewage. Looking around, the whole street sells either food or hardware. There are few There are several clothing stores.

The whole street is about 300 meters from beginning to end. It is a narrow street. Enter the only supermarket in town to buy some portable gifts.

There was nothing to eat or drink at home. He bought a bag of rice and meat. Cao Xingwang bought a large backpack and tied all the things to it. "Brother, this is how we carry things back to town when we come to town to buy things."

"I'll replace you halfway." In areas with extremely poor economies, people are often used as cattle and horses. A young brother who once worked together said that he was raised by his mother since he was a child, and his family cultivated ten acres of land.

Every autumn harvest season, my mother has to exchange her own manpower for horse power. She has to go to someone else's house to help with two days of work before she can exchange one person and one horse for one day. The person who comes to return the work is only responsible for driving the horse.

When he was 16 years old, his mother fell to the bottom of a cliff and died while carrying cement while working. At the age of 26, he had an accident during his mission and was unable to keep his whole body, only an unnamed tomb.

Human power is not as good as horse power, and humans are not as good as animals. This is a true portrayal of remote mountainous areas. Farmers who are also farming are transferred from the north to the south. Few people in the southern mountainous areas can bear the work of carrying horses on their backs.

Some people have entered the era of automated mechanical farming, but some areas are still stuck at the level of farming a hundred years ago. The farther away from the town, the more desolate they become. There is no human habitation for several kilometers, and the mountain roads keep climbing.

It is not so much a mountain road as it is a road trampled by wild beasts. All kinds of long thorny vines spread out on the trail. Cao Xingwang was holding a stick in his hand to knock off the small vines, "From the town to Caojia Village. There are no homes along the way, and the elderly and children in the village rarely go out, so young people need to find a new path to go home."

I can imagine what their life is like. When I was a child, I didn’t have enough to eat, didn’t wear warm clothes, and was often bullied. But at least I lived in a big city and had seen bustling cities. I understood how to survive in such a place. In Cao Cao People living in the village cannot understand the outside world and can only read textbooks.

Some people today say that games harm teenagers. In the past 20 years, some people also said that television harms teenagers. The entertainment tools of each era are different. In an era of extremely developed information, there is no need for TV and more exciting things to find pleasure.

People who have never been out of a small mountain village may not know what a TV is. They can only understand it through the mouths of people who have returned from going out.

Through television, children can learn about the outside world and learn fluent Mandarin before school. Cao Heng immediately decided to solve the difficulties in life in this place so that they would no longer be isolated from outside information and transportation.

After walking for about three kilometers, Cao Xingwang found a large, slightly flat rock and took off the backpack on his back. He unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his white belly, stood in the wind and shouted, "Mountain, I'm back again."

The sound echoed in the valley. There was still a long mountain trail ahead, winding up and down. There was no smooth road. Cao Heng had observed the terrain. There was not much soil on the mountain, most of it was stone, and it was a single big boulder. A large amount of explosives will be used to blast a way out of the mountain.

It would cost at least 50 billion to dig and harden the eight-kilometer road. He understood the difficulties of the local government. Cao Heng said, "If the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village can cure me, I will pay for the road digging, network connection, and electricity supply for Caojia Village." "

Enjoying the coolness brought by the wind, Cao Xingwang couldn't help being stunned when he heard Cao Heng's words. He turned around and asked excitedly, "Really?"

"Yes, it's true. I'll pay for the construction team and equipment, and the people in your village will provide the manpower." You'll pay for the road construction yourself, and the network and electricity will be in place soon. These are state-owned enterprises and are needed to protect people's livelihood. Personal spending. The latter two are still not accessible mainly because the roads are not accessible.

After taking a short rest and continuing on the road, Cao Xingwang refused and Cao Heng asked him to carry the things. "I'm used to it. The road ahead is more difficult. Brother, you have to pay more attention to your feet."

After crossing a pass, the next road for about 300 meters is on the edge of a cliff. The road is only 1.5 meters wide. Under the cliff is rapid water. I don't understand what the predecessors thought, escaping to live in a place where birds don't shit. "Do you know why they live in such a remote place?"

"People have lived there for eight generations, more than 500 years. I heard it was to escape the war." Cao Xingwang walked in front, walking as close to the cliff as possible.

If you don't have someone to guide you, you might get lost in the mountains. Cao Heng curiously took out his mobile phone to take pictures. There was no signal in the wilderness, and it was completely different from the new world outside.

Walking and walking, we climbed over seven mountains, crossed eight ditches, and two creeks. When the sun sets and casts golden light, what comes into view is the smoke curling up from the mountains. Chickens crow and dogs bark in the ears, blue bricks and black tiles, a unified three-story wooden structure house is built against the mountain.

There are two springs on the opposite mountain flowing into the clear green lake in the village, winding from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. Weeping willows reflect the water, and the sides of the old stone ladder bridge are mottled with green moss.

Frogs croaked from the large farmland. It was the rice planting season, and the villagers had not yet finished their work. When they saw Cao Xingwang coming back, they greeted him in the most cordial local accent, "Wangwazi is back? A few days after I came back last time, the frogs croaked again and again. Are you back? Who is that handsome young man next to you?"

"Mother, please bring Boss Wo back to see the doctor. I'll have dinner at your house tomorrow. Goodbye." Cao Xingwang led Cao Heng on the field ridge.

In the picturesque environment, the chest is emptied, and there is an indescribable refreshing feeling. It is the taste of mint, which can make people forget the fatigue of traveling all day. The beautiful scenery in front of them and the savage jungle where no one cares about the journey are... Two extremes, if there is no progress in the outside world, this may always be the best place to live.

The flat areas are all used for farmland planting, with the lake as the dividing line. The houses on the mountainside on the north and south banks are scattered in a well-proportioned manner. Cao Xingwang's family lives on the higher north bank.

The old house has no trace of dilapidation. Every wooden pile and beam reveals a heavy history. It is shiny and black. The first floor is an open living room, and there is a wooden ladder to go up to the second floor for cooking and eating.

The third floor was a place for sleeping. Cao Heng visited the entire house and sighed, "Your village is very rich. You can tear down a house and sell it for at least tens of millions."

The wood used to build a house is of very good quality. In the past, only those who dared to cut down precious wood to build a house could now sit under a tree and cut down rare and precious wood to build a house without eating peanuts.

"The youngest house in the village is 300 years old, and my house is nearly 400 years old. That's why the local government didn't ask us to move. Brother, you can find a place to sit and rest for a while. I'll find a kerosene lamp to light and cook." After a day's journey, I was already hungry.

Cao Heng went to the first floor and sat down on a random stone. The ground was in its most primitive state. Some grass had grown out of it after it had been unoccupied for a long time. The sky was completely dark, and weak, swaying lights shone in the houses on the opposite hill. .

When you come here, you can forget about your work, your cell phone, and your worries. All you want is a deck chair made of bamboo. Yes, only made of bamboo is in line with the temperament of the village. In line with the warm and hospitable breeze, it kept teasing me like a young girl in love. I stretched out my hand to touch it, but it avoided it. Only bamboo can match its elegance and playfulness. These are all the thoughts in Cao Heng's heart at this moment.