Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

When Chu Jianghe arrived at the pig farm, Song Liansheng had already packed up and saluted.

Seeing him running over, panting, thinking he was running in a hurry on the road, Song Liansheng's eyes flashed with relief.

In the past few years, he had been stuck in a quagmire. His family and friends were not around, and he had no one to talk to about his pain. He could only have fun with Chief Qin to relieve his boredom.

Fortunately, he has a strong will. If it were a weak-willed person, it's hard to say whether he would be able to hold on.

Unexpectedly, as I got older, I made a friend. Although the two were different in terms of seniority, they got along freely and had the same temperament. They were really close friends.

This short life in Xiaohe Village also gave him comfort, allowing him to have time to calm down and sort out his thoughts after breaking free from the cage.

At this time, when it was time to say goodbye, I could not help but feel a little sad.

At his age, he has experienced blessings and suffered sins, and there is nothing he can't bear to see. He immediately smiled freely and put this sad feeling behind him.

Song Liansheng looked at the panting Chu Jianghe and smiled: "What's wrong, Xiao Jiangzi, you don't want me, an old man, to leave?"

Chu Jianghe said hurriedly: "How could I? I knew you were leaving, so I hurried over to see if you needed anything, so I could prepare it for you."

For Mr. Song Liansheng, Chu Jianghe was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Just talking about the feed formula they gave Xiaohe Village, it would be worth a thousand dollars.

At this moment, he knew that he was leaving, probably to return to the capital to reunite with his family. Even if he was reluctant to leave, there was no reason to stop him.

Song waved and smiled: "Old man, I don't have much, just a few clothes, that's your radio. I liked it, so I took it with me."

Just as he was packing his luggage, Song Liansheng used his old hands to rub the radio for a long time.

Only then should I put it in the suitcase and wrap it in clothes to avoid it getting damaged on the bumpy road.

It's easy to be nostalgic as you get older. During this time in Xiaohe Village, apart from Chu Jianghe and Liu Laoshi, this radio was the one that stayed with him the longest. This radio was just a thought.

"It's just a radio. It's worth nothing. Just take it. The radio was originally given to you. Besides, your recipe helped Xiaohe Village..."

Song Liansheng stopped Chu Jianghe from continuing to speak, and said: "It's just a formula, it's not worth mentioning again. Old man, that's all I can do. Let's see if you can use this formula to lead the members of Xiaohe Village to live a good life. I'm happy too, old man. Besides, we agreed beforehand that after five meals of stew, I'll have my money back."

At his age, apart from missing his family, he only has this desire for words, and he wants nothing else.

The old man Song Liansheng said it was gentle and indifferent, but Chu Jianghe knew the importance, so he could only keep this gratitude in his heart, and could only slowly return this favor.

Thinking of leaving, Mr. Song Liansheng also asked with concern: "What do you think about the future development of Xiaohe Village?"

Regarding the future plans for Xiaohe Village, Chu Jianghe naturally would not hide it from him, and told the old man everything.

After listening to Chu Jianghe's words, Mr. Song Liansheng was also very appreciative and sighed: "Well, it means that I am old and there is not much time left for me. If I were still young, why would I want to show off my talents in the countryside with you? , do a good job and come out."

When a person lives his whole life, he must do something to make this life worthwhile.

Once upon a time, he was also a young man with ideals, but fate played a trick on him.

Chu Jianghe understood this very well. People of his generation were able to study abroad, give up their luxurious life abroad, and insist on coming back to build the country. Their enthusiasm is enough to be admired.

At that moment, he said sincerely: "Old man, your teaching and educating people are much more useful than my little fuss."

The two talked a few more words about the future development of Xiaohe Village, and then started chatting about home affairs.

"Are you going back to reunite with your family this time?"

"Yes, I haven't seen them for several years, and they have suffered a lot with me."

When it comes to his family, Mr. Song Liansheng also looks guilty. He really owes a lot to his family.

Because of him, my family members are far apart. Being able to reunite with my family this time makes me feel like I want to return home.

"Don't tell me, I have a granddaughter who is as old as you and pretty. If you weren't already married, I would have thought of making you my grandson-in-law."

Song laughed loudly and made a joke about Chu Jianghe.

Don't tell me, he really has this intention.

Chu Jianghe also joked: "Really? Then when you go back, you have to send me photos so I can take a good look."

Song Liansheng scolded with a straight face: "How dare you have such thoughts! I tell you, Yunfang is also a good girl, but you can't be Chen Shimei. If I know that you have failed Miss Yunfang, don't Blame it on me, an old man, for being unkind. Don't talk about Lao Liu then, Lao Qin and I will not let you go first."

Then he thought that this boy would also take the college entrance examination. When he arrived in the capital, he had to be optimistic about this boy and not let him really become Chen Shimei.

If that were the case, I would be too embarrassed to see Lao Liu and Lao Qin.

That is to say, this kid doesn't like agriculture, otherwise it would be more convenient for him to do it under his nose.

By the way, you have to watch out for your granddaughter, and don't let her meet this guy.

This boy is fair and tender, and he really has the potential to be Chen Shimei.

At this moment, Song Liansheng looked at Chu Jianghe's handsome appearance and was already on guard.

Chu Jianghe was a little dumbfounded, and shouted out the injustice with an innocent face: "Old man, you were the first to make a joke just now, why did you blame me?"

"I just said it casually, who allowed you to climb up the ladder right now? I think you have a tender skin and tender flesh, and you must be attracted to women. If you get admitted to the capital, you must go to my place at intervals. Report, report your thoughts in a timely manner, and let me, an old man, see if you are corrupt or not."

"Okay, okay, if I get to the capital, I will definitely take the initiative to report my thoughts to you. That's ok."

"It's almost there."

The two started arguing, and Song Lian issued an order to expel the guests.

"Okay, don't sit here with me. Go home. Old man, I'll take the train tomorrow. Just let the tractor in the village take me off."

When leaving, Song Lian sighed: "I know you have great ambitions, but this small river village cannot hold you back. But I hope that no matter where you go in the future and what achievements you have, I hope you can keep your true heart." . I have nothing to give you, so I’ll give you a piece of writing before I leave.”

After that, he took out a piece of calligraphy he had written long ago from the bedside and handed it to Chu Jianghe.

Chu Jianghe opened it and saw a beautiful face in his eyes, but it was a poem: Determined to rejuvenate the country, truth can only be the same as practice. The village of Xiaohe listens to the wind and rain, but the big river remains calm even after singing.

After seeing the majestic facial expressions of Mr. Song Liansheng, Chu Jianghe opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

The old man has gone through many hardships but has not changed his original intention. This magnanimity is unmatched by anyone.

Without saying a word, Chu Jianghe nodded to Mr. Song Liansheng, held this piece of paper that was as light as a feather but as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and went out.