The Film and Television Journey from the Big Era

And Ding Mansion, where Ding Peng lives, is in the second district.

The people who live here are all well-off homes, with single-family courtyards one by one, and they live fairly well.

However, in the suburbs, the scene is completely different.

It can be said that the urban and suburban areas of Peiping are like two worlds on earth, one is heaven and the other is hell.

After leaving the gate of Peiping, there are eight suburbs around. These places are where some poor people live, all low-rise tile houses, and even adobe houses. In some places, some people don't even have adobe houses. Instead, they live directly in shacks propped up by bamboo poles, commonly known as rolling dragons.

What is a Rolling Dragon?

In other words, what exactly is a house like Rolling Dragon?

Ding Peng didn't know it before, but now, he knows it.

Because, when Ding Peng drove through the suburbs, he saw such houses around him.

In fact, this hut is a semicircle inserted into the ground with a few bamboo poles, and then covered with a straw mat. This hut is considered to be built.

Quite, extremely rudimentary!

This kind of shack is very simple and short, with an entrance and exit open on one side, and only one person can stoop to enter.

Therefore, there can be no such thing as a stove inside.

It can't hold anything except a few beds.

This is equivalent to a place to rest, which can only be used for rest.

Similar to a tent.

And the people who live inside want to cook and so on, they need to cook outside on their own temporary stove.

Oh my god!

This is too poor!

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Ding Peng never thought that there are such poor people in this world.

However, what surprised him even more was that along the way, he saw many such shacks. These shacks were next to each other, almost like a slum, and the people living in them were all homeless. returned, like refugees.

Most of these people are refugees who have fled here over the years. Without a place to live, they can only live in this humble place.

In order to live, most of them are in the city, doing all kinds of hard work.

Xiao Lian's parents, although they didn't live in a shack, were not much better. They were a very simple earthen hut, a loess hut made of mud.

On the way here, Ding Peng bought some practical things such as cakes and fabrics in the shops in the city as gifts for this visit.

Chinese people, when visiting other people's houses, when they are guests, they must bring some gifts to the door, otherwise it is not too rude.

When his luxurious car parked beside the earthen house, all the people who lived nearby were alarmed. The neighbors near Xiaolian's house all walked out with new faces, looking at Ding Peng's car with admiration. Like a curious baby, looking around at the strange.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back to see you," Xiaolian's gentle voice came from the car, and after a while, a group of people came out of the earthen house.

Among them, there were two peasant and peasant women with vicissitudes faces, and seven children.

These seven children, one male and six females, the eldest, looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, almost the same as Xiao Lian, and the youngest is a boy, it seems that he should only be five or six years old.

Seeing these children, Ding Peng immediately understood why Xiaolian's family was so poor, but they had so many children. Isn't it just feudal thinking and wanted to have a son.

Of the eight children, the first seven were all daughters, and the last one finally gave birth to a son, and the couple stopped tossing and no longer.

This is the sadness of this era. The poor family is already poor enough, but they continue to have children. Isn't this aggravating the family's burden.

This middle-aged couple seems to be only in their thirties, but their faces are full of vicissitudes and bitterness. They look extremely old, as if they are already 50 years old, and their faces are old and lifeless.

When the two saw Xiao Lian, they didn't recognize him for a while.

There is no way, who is Xiaolian at this time, dressed in luxurious clothes, like a lady from everyone, where does she look like a servant girl.

They looked at Xiao Lian and Ding Peng with a little timidity, and they were a little cautious, thinking that the two of them were from where the young lady came from.

When Xiao Lian pulled her mother's calloused hands and said something about herself, the couple realized that this beautifully dressed, fairy-like beauty was actually their daughter.

When her mother was excited, she immediately hugged Xiaolian, tears streaming down her face.

Her father was smoking a dry cigarette on the side, and his face also showed excitement.

Obviously, they also miss their daughter very much.

After all, this is their own flesh and blood.

When Xiaolian introduced Ding Peng to them and said that this was her current male host, the couple immediately became nervous and at a loss, and welcomed Ding Peng into the house with respect and enthusiasm.

As soon as Ding Peng entered the house, he distributed the cakes he bought to the children around him. These children were the first to see such beautiful and sweet cakes. They were all excited and even jumping for joy. jump up.

Seeing the children happy, Ding Peng himself was also happy.

It's just some cakes that are not worth much money, and they can actually make them happy like this.

Sure enough, the poorer the people, the simpler they want.

There was nothing to entertain Ding Peng at Xiaolian's house, and Ding Peng really had no appetite for those dark things and could not eat them.

Of course, the purpose of his visit this time was not to eat and drink, but to help Xiaolian's family and solve difficulties.