Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

The door of Huang Fugui's home is open, and there are many people coming and going inside.

At a quick glance, there are at least 20 large and small ones.

Seeing Zhang Xuan come in, Mr. Huang's sons were stunned for a moment, then trotted over and quickly took the luggage and poured him tea.

Huang Lao Xiao's son-in-law took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Come on, great writer, have a smoke."

It's Hua Zi.

"Uncle Liu, you're welcome." Zhang Xuan took it politely, but didn't suck it, but put it behind his ear.

Huang Fugui was lying in the innermost room.

Zhang Xuan walked slowly to the bed and called softly: "Mr. Huang, I'm here to see you. How do you feel now?"

Huang Fugui was originally facing the wall and curled up. After hearing the sound, he slowly turned over.

After not seeing him for half a year, the red glow on his face was gone, replaced by skinny bones and sunken eyes.

With just one glance, Zhang Xuan, who had seen many life and death experiences, immediately understood that Huang Lao's life had come to an end.

Huang Fugui wrinkled his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Xuan without any reaction. Then he looked at Zhang Xuan again, but still didn't recognize who it was.

Finally, he asked feebly: "Who are you?"

Seeing this, Huang Lao's youngest son limped and told Huang Fugui: "Old man, he is Zhang Xuan, he is Zhang Xuan who often talks and drinks with you, do you remember?

He just came back from outside today and came specifically to see you. "

Hearing this, Huang Fugui's cloudy eyes moved slightly and stared at Zhang Xuan for a while again.

Zhang Xuan took a step closer and asked: "Mr. Huang, I am Zhang Xuan. How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

This time Huang Fugui seemed to remember who he was, and after a long while he said: "I, I, I know you, Zhang Xuan boy, I heard about you, okay, very good."

Then he said: "Have you written a new book? If you have a new book in the future, remember to burn one for me. I... I still want to read it."

Zhang Xuan held his hand and said, "I'm writing a new book."

Huang Fugui said: "Okay, okay"

As he spoke, Huang Fugui laughed with difficulty.

At this time, a dog barked under the bed, interrupting his words. Huang Fugui shouted out of breath: "Dog, don't bark, they are all my friends."

Hearing "them", Zhang Xuan's heart tightened, and the atmosphere that was just normal suddenly gave him a creepy feeling.

After staying in the inner room for about five minutes, everyone came out in order not to disturb Huang Fugui's rest.

Outside, Huang Lao's youngest son said with tears: "I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this test. He can't remember people lately. Even I forget from time to time. He has to ask many times a day."

At this time, an old man who was the same generation as Huang Fugui sighed and said: "Hey, it's settled, at least I can speak clearly and can still speak.

Most people leave without being able to utter a complete sentence. "

Huang Fugui's eldest son smoked a cigarette depressedly: "It should be related to my father's experience when he was young. People who have survived difficult times have greater willpower than strong people."

Zhang Xuan agreed with this view, but was thinking about what Mr. Huang just said.

Huang Fugui's eldest daughter seemed to see what Zhang Xuan was thinking, so she explained: "Don't take this to heart. My dad has been saying weird things since last night, saying that there are always old friends coming to visit." He chats.

I think he misses his old friends. "

Mr. Huang's young daughter-in-law interjected at this time: "I don't know if I should tell you that at noon yesterday, our father asked me to tear off the talismans at the door of his room and on the bedside. Hey."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent instantly. Everyone looked at each other and began to make various guesses.

The children who were so happy just now didn't dare to make trouble when they heard these mysterious things said by these elders.

They all hid in the arms of the adults. They couldn't help but listen and grab their clothes.

I can't stay for a long time, I don't dare to stay for a long time.

There was an old man lying inside, but a bunch of people outside were talking about strange things. Zhang Xuan was stunned, and his scalp was numb with fear.

He was originally afraid of ghosts and snakes, so he couldn't bear to hear about it.

Besides, I am still a reborn person. What if I stay here for a long time and Mr. Huang sees me as a good person and takes me away as well?

Thinking in such a rebellious way

Zhang Xuan hurried away and left. It was not until he saw the carrot with duck feathers again when he went out that the depression in his heart was swept away.

Shaking his head, he was so damn weird, he really knew how to think and scare himself.

Carrot couldn't help but look at him again.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes cheerfully and gave a subtle wink.

Wow, this cute girl's face instantly turned red, even brighter than the mountain red.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Carrot's mother was also speechless. I couldn't help but stretch out a finger to pinch my daughter's forehead, and the carrot-picked head fell straight back.

A carrot is like a tumbler.

Well, that's so fun.

Zhang Xuan laughed and left.

Aunt Carrot, who had been watching at this time, watched Zhang Xuan disappear, then turned her head and teased Carrot: "Auntie will be your matchmaker, how about being his little wife?"

Carrot lowered his head and said, "Auntie, my cousin is almost 30. You should be a matchmaker for my cousin first."

Aunt Carrot was so angry that she pinched her with her fingers and said through gritted teeth: "My love for you is really in vain, and your cousin's love for you is really in vain."

Back home.

Ruan Xiuqin asked in a low voice: "Man Zai, how is Mr. Huang?"

Why.

Zhang Xuan shook his head and told the truth: "It should only be about these two days."

In the evening, after taking a shower and chatting with his family, Zhang Xuan and his two daughters went into the study after 7 o'clock.

There was nothing he could do, he had developed a habit and felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't read.

uneasy.

Even if he only watched it for half an hour, he felt much better.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, 5 people came to Lao Zhang's house.

The person walking in front was my cousin. Yes, the one who sells fish is the one who sells fish. He is the production leader of the 2nd team.

The uncle was followed by four village cadres including the village party secretary and the village chief.

As soon as he entered the door, his uncle asked Ruan Xiuqin: "Xiuqin, is Zhang Xuan at home?"

When Ruan Xiuqin saw them, she seemed to understand what was going on. After asking a few people to sit down, she said, "He is in the study on the second floor. I will call him down."

When the village party secretary heard this, he quickly stood up to stop her and said seriously: "Xiu Qin, it's better not to shout.

If you go in like this, it will easily disturb Zhang Xuan's creative ideas, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

We sat for a while and then left. It would be the same if we came back another day when Zhang Xuan was free. "

Ruan Xiuqin smiled and said kindly: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'll go up and take a look first. If possible, I'll call him down. It's not easy for you to come here."

Second floor.

Ruan Xiuqin opened the door and came in. She touched Du Shuangling's head lovingly and asked Zhang Xuan, "Man Zai, are you free now?"

Zhang Xuan looked away from the book and raised his head: "When you have time, mom, just tell me if you have anything."

Ruan Xiuqin said: "The village party secretary and others are here."

After talking about it, Ruan Xiuqin told the village party secretary and their origins.

There have been frequent floods in the village in recent years. Every year, several sections of river banks are washed away, and many fields are left without harvest.

From time to time, people fishing for fish and shrimps in the rain are washed away by the flood.

Especially last year, a flat bridge was washed away due to heavy floods. At that time, a father and son were crossing the bridge to see the water in the fields on the other side of the river. Unfortunately, they were swept away by the river.

After this unfortunate incident happened, the heartbroken village party secretary and the others met for a meeting, determined to do something practical for the village.

Then they asked for policies from the top and raised funds from the villagers, and decided to rebuild the three bridges and the river dam in the village.

The bridge was transformed from the original flat bridge into a stone arch bridge that can pass 20-ton trucks.

The river dam must also be strengthened, widened and lengthened on the original basis.

Of the three planned stone arch bridges, one has been completed in the first half of this year. The remaining two are still under planning.

After explaining everything in detail, Ruan Xiuqin said: "Manzai, the village party secretary and others are here to raise funds from you today."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Have those two gold diggers gone home?"

Ruan Xiuqin nodded: "I went. Both families contributed money, one contributed 5,000 and the other 6,000."

Then Ruan Xiuqin said: "Huang Laoyi's family also paid out almost 8,000."

A lot, 5000, 6000 and 8000 are all big money these days.

When he saw his biological mother, he still asked. Zhang Xuan, who already understood what she meant, rushed to say: "Mom, don't worry, I think the same as you, it is appropriate to donate money.

I remember that when our old Zhang family was in trouble, people from the two nearby production teams, one at a time, lent us more or less money.

Although there are a few that are ugly, our old Zhangjia inherits the love of our neighbors.

Besides, whether it is a bridge or a river dam, we have to use it ourselves. We cannot sit idly by when it comes to emotions, reason, public or private matters. "

"Eh!!!"

Hearing this, seeing that her son was so sensible, Ruan Xiuqin slapped her own thigh and left happily.

This is really my own mother. She usually has to calculate and spend every little bit of money. But in the face of major issues of right and wrong, we are never vague.

Zhang Xuan turned to Du Shuangling and said, "Come down with me. You are now a member of the old Zhang family, so you can show courtesy to the elders in the village."

Du Shuangling was very impressed by these words. She squinted her eyes and said "hmm" and followed downstairs happily.

First floor, living room.

Seeing Zhang Xuan coming down, the five village party secretaries stood up quickly, greeted him with smiles, smoked and drank.

When asking for help, the village party secretary and his colleagues were very, very sweet. They chatted with each other, and first they talked about the five hundred years of history of the village.

Then starting from the Republic of China, we talked about the big shots in the village.

For example, there were two generals. Although they both went to the other side of the Taiwan Strait, they were still celebrities.

Another example is the emergence of a division commander and a regiment commander. How many children in the village have been to North Korea and how many have been to Vietnam.

In the 1980s, there was a hall-level office in the village, which was extremely sensational!

In 1985, a pair of brothers in the village were both admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. Although they both took a bath in the sea in Singapore and never returned, they were famous for a while.

Another example is that in 1988, the daughter of the owner of the crossroads canteen was admitted to Peking University and is now a teacher at Peking University.

Another example is Zhang Xuan.

Ouch! In the words of the village party secretary and others, this is a great big shot.

According to my cousin's eloquent words: Our Zhang Xuan is like a dragon, a great talent that only exists in heaven and is rarely heard of in the world.

Oops, look! This uncle flatters me without batting an eyelid. He is smoking a cigarette, his eyes are shining, his saliva is flying, and his good words are flowing out. It is as if he is free of charge.

He was well-mannered and well-organized. From the moment his uncle opened his mouth, the laughter in the living room never stopped.

Zhang Xuan's face turned red after hearing this. It's too much. Just hold back a little, hold back a little, and don't praise him behind your back.

I really want to say something: cousin, you have really been delayed by the times. If you were born in Jinmen and the capital, where would Lao Guo have anything to do, and what would Deyun Society have to do?

First promote and then suppress. After saying good things, it’s time to get down to business.

Feeling that the atmosphere was getting heated, the village party secretary took the lead in explaining the actual situation in the village, and then stared at Zhang Xuan.

They looked at Zhang Xuan, who also leaned back on his chair and looked at them.

Looking at each other, the living room slowly fell into silence again.

However, Zhang Xuan didn't keep them waiting for too long. After thinking for a while, he said sincerely:

"Thank you for your hard work. Building bridges and dams is a century-old plan. This is something that benefits the entire Shangcun and future generations. If you are determined and everyone works together, we, the old Zhang family, cannot be held back."

Then Zhang Xuan asked: "How much money does the village still lack?"

When he heard that there was something going on, the village chief immediately felt relieved. He opened the register he had prepared and handed it to Zhang Xuan:

"The details of the village's donations are all registered. According to the budget, there is currently a shortfall of about 37,000 yuan."

Zhang Xuan took the roster and browsed it through, looked at each other with Ruan Xiuqin, saw his mother nodded slightly, waved his hand and said:

"I think you don't need to run away anymore. The remaining 37,000 yuan will be spent by our old Zhang family together."

"Seriously, this is 37,000 yuan!" The uncle hung up the cigarette bag and stretched his head to confirm it excitedly.

Zhang Xuan smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, the five village party secretaries looked at each other with great joy. They all laughed, breathed a sigh of relief, and were touched.

It is true that people are rich, and it is true that they are famous, but it is all in their pockets.

There are so many people in the world who are greedy for wealth, and there are even more ruthless people all over the streets.

A few people were really surprised that Ruan Xiuqin and Zhang Xuan were so happy.

Before coming, they prepared many plans, many plans that were difficult to defeat.

The plan was so stubborn that they really had no choice.

Of the 19 groups in the village, only 21 households did not donate money.

And among these 21 households, 18 are in extremely difficult circumstances. Their walls are bare and cleaner than a dog licking them.

The village party secretary and several people who could not afford the money expressed their understanding, and these 18 households were willing to contribute, which made the village party secretary and others even more pleased.

As for the remaining three families, they are just unruly people. If you have money, you don't contribute money, and if you are powerful, you don't contribute any effort.

He even said like a second-rater: I want to walk on the bridge and use the water from the river dam to irrigate the fields. What can you do to me?

Therefore, when Zhang Xuan said he was willing to fill the 37,000 hole, it was really great news for them.

The village party secretary and others stood up and said solemnly: "Xiu Qin, Zhang Xuan, on behalf of the 3,000 men, women, and children in Shangcun, we would like to thank you.

After the construction of the arch bridge and river dam is completed, we will erect a monument of merit and engrave the names of all donors on it so that future generations will remember everyone's contribution. "

Setting up a merit monument is something that is expected.

Zhang Xuan didn't care very much.

He offered this money completely sincerely and sincerely.

After all, the people in Shangcun are kind to the old Zhang family. After all, this is his hometown and he grew up in this land.

Although Zhang Xuan has a young heart, he has his own principles in life: repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

Need to donate 37,000

Zhang Xuan thought for a while and then said to the village party secretary and others: "My mother donated 10,000, my eldest sister donated 5,000, my second sister donated 5,000, my fiancée donated 5,000 for two singers, and the remaining 12,000 is mine."

"Okay! Good, good, good!!!" The village chief said four good words in a row!

ps: There were too many people in Xiangya Hospital, which was more lively than going to the market. I checked several items and spent a lot of time. I didn’t get home until after 6 p.m.

I'm not in a good mood, so I'll just write 4,400 words today.

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ps: Huang Fugui’s part is the real scene when Yu Yue died of his eldest uncle. I still remember it deeply, and the dialogue has not been changed.

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