The evil life of Jia Erhu

Jia Erhu was in a hurry, so when it was time for dinner, he did not get off the expressway to find a hotel, but just ate in the service area.

He found that there were many foods in the service area, with rich varieties and good taste, but the prices were too high.

He was wondering why the prices at scenic spots and expressway service areas were generally high, especially at scenic spots. If it weren't for the tour guides' various inducements and even forced shopping, who would be willing to shop at the scenic spots?

It’s true that rents at scenic spots are high, but why don’t they sell at high prices instead of making small profits but turning customers away?

This prompted Jia Erhu to make up his mind that as long as the red education base project starts to be used, he must adopt the strategy of small profits but quick turnover, and must not kill everyone at once, which will eventually lead to a vicious circle that harms others and himself.

After finishing their meal, they continued on their way.

Jia Erhu adopted the method of stopping and stopping the car. Luo Shan and Chu Yilan took turns driving, while he took turns making out with the two beauties in the back seat.

However, Chu Yilan was very caring and considerate of Jia Erhu, only being affectionate with him and not doing anything with him, so that he had enough energy to deal with Luo Shan.

Luo Shan felt comfortable and was very excited to drive. After staying up all night, she didn't feel tired at all.

After driving for more than ten hours on highways, national highways and provincial highways, they drove into Binhe County in Binhe City at noon the next day.

The so-called Binhe County used to be a large forest farm called Binhe Forest Farm.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to support the construction of the country, this forest farm and forestry workers made huge contributions and sacrifices.

As the scale continued to expand, the factory area that was originally just for forestry workers gradually turned into a township, and later became a county.

Binhe Village, Jia Erhu's hometown, used to be just a production team in the forest farm. In its heyday, it was bustling with people and vehicles.

As the nature of work in forest farms changed from felling to planting and maintenance, a large number of forestry workers changed careers. Coupled with the economic depression in the entire north year by year, many people left the forest farms.

In Binhe County, which was once very prosperous, many places have been deserted. The appearance of the county town is still there, but the flow of people and traffic is not even as good as that of a developed village in the south, let alone Binhe Village.

As their car drove into the village entrance, they saw that the forest farm in the distance was covered with snow, and the temperature dropped sharply. Fortunately, it was noon, and it was impossible for anyone to walk on the road in the morning or evening.

Even at noon when the sun was shining, there was almost no one on the spacious road in the village.

Moreover, the cement roads that were once built are falling apart everywhere, and some have become huge puddles and ice pits.

They were driving a sports car, but they had to drive on a dirt road with a concrete curb.

There are many red brick houses in the village, and there are still many slogans from decades ago outside the walls, but they are already mottled.

It looks similar to the situation in the 3478 third-tier factory.

A thought suddenly flashed into Jia Erhu's mind: Can I invest here and restore the prosperity of the past as much as possible?

But when he got out of the car to check, he immediately gave up the idea. It was still autumn, it was so cold here, and it was freezing in the morning and evening. It was impossible to accumulate popularity at all.

Luo Shan just lowered the window to take a look, and she was so excited that she quickly raised the window and said to Chu Yilan: "I'm going, there is no wind like this, it's like a knife!"

Chu Yilan smiled and reminded: "Don't say that this place is not good in front of Erhu, after all, this is his hometown."

Luo Shan stuck out her tongue: "I know!"

Jia Erhu asked Chu Yilan to drive slowly, and he walked forward on his own. He saw many state-owned and private shops in the past, all of which were closed. Only a small shop in the distance near the dormitory area was open.

And that area is almost all bungalows.

Jia Erhu signaled Chu Yilan to stop the car in front of the small shop, and he opened the thick curtain and walked in.

The canteen is not big, with a counter and containers on one side, a square table on the other, a pig iron coal stove in the middle, and a chimney, which leads outside from the glass shaker at the front of the door.

There is also a door inside, and Jia Erhu estimates that the shop owner's living quarters or kitchen are inside.

It's as cold as a knife outside, but it's as warm as spring inside.

A northern man in his early thirties was sitting at the counter. He glanced at Jia Erhu and then looked at the door curtain. He didn't see anyone lifting the door curtain for a long time. He felt a little strange.

Looking at Jia Erhu's clothes, you can tell that he is from the south.

Judging from his age, he looks like a college student.

The shop owner estimates that there must be a group of students from the south who came here to travel.

"Hello, brother," Jia Erhu asked, "Is this Binhe Village?"

The shop owner looked at Jia Erhu with a puzzled look on his face and thought: In which year did Binhe Village happen? How could the young man ask about Binhe Village when he was so young?

"This place was also called Binhe Village before, but now it's called Binhe Street." The shop owner asked, "Are you here for tourism?"

Jia Erhu smiled: "My hometown is here, and I want to come over and have a look. Is the current Binhe Street the extension of Binhe Village in the past?"

The shop owner explained: "It depends on what era of Binhe Village you are asking about. The earliest Binhe Village was more than ten kilometers away from here, in the mountains.

About fifty years ago, because of the development here, everyone in the village moved here. "

Jia Erhu's grandfather left here before liberation. Speaking of which, it should be the earliest village in the mountains.

"Brother," Jia Erhu then asked, "Where are the old people in the village? I'm talking about the ones who lived in the old village in the past."

The shop owner said: "Most of the people who lived in the old village are gone. Only a few old people are still alive. Who are you looking for?"

Jia Erhu shook his head and said: "When my grandfather left here, it was said that there was no one else at home. I just wanted to come and have a look.

By the way, brother, how to get to the old village? "

The shop owner shook his head and said: "The place is sealed and no one is allowed to enter. Besides, there are all dilapidated houses inside, so there's not much to see."

Jia Erhu asked: "Is it sealed by the forestry department? I came all the way here to trace my roots and ancestors. I want to communicate with them and just take a look. I think they can be accommodating, right?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "You'd better not go, especially if you bring a female companion."

Jia Erhu asked puzzledly: "Why?"

At this moment, the door inside opened, and a young woman in her thirties came out. She glanced at Jia Erhu and asked, "What is your grandfather's name? My grandma is also an old man in the old village. She asked Let me ask you."

Jia Erhu understood that the young woman's grandmother was in the room inside, and immediately said: "Liu Dasong."

As soon as Jia Erhu finished speaking, there was a "bang" from the back room, as if the washbasin fell to the ground.