Rebirth to the pastoral

Cheng Xiaoran didn't take this matter too seriously, he has done everything he should do, and now he is about to leave, it is useless to worry too much, the next step is to go to the dormitory to pack things, he has already tidied up a little bit before, They are basically things that don’t need to be taken away, most of the study materials are also given to classmates, Cheng Xiaoran only took away a small box of things in the end.

"Shall we go back to the mountains next?" Cheng Xiaojie asked impatiently.

Cheng Xiaoran smiled and said, "You're going back with us? You don't need to work?"

"Hey, this job is not as important as our village."

"I want to buy something for my family. I will go to the city first, and then I will have a rest overnight and go back directly by train tomorrow morning." Cheng Xiaoran said.

He bought a sweater and a down jacket for his parents and his married sister, and then bought a bunch of coastal specialties, mainly dried fish, shrimp skin and seaweed, which are relatively rare things in the mountains. Cheng Xiaojie helped, and he also bought him a mid-priced formal suit: "My cousin will have to do a lot of things in the future, and dressing decently when going out will save you a lot of trouble."

In this world, one respects clothes first and then respects people, and even those who dress like migrant workers and squeeze into the bus are disgusted by others. Cheng Xiaojie puts on this outfit and walks with Cheng Xiaoran and Cheng Nuannuan. The three of them are like a scenic line. When waiting for the bus at the station There are frequent glances, and there are people with good income who strike up a conversation.Cheng Xiaojie was an acquaintance, and immediately talked about things in his hometown. In his words, the three of them were young people who had returned from studying abroad with some achievements. Now they are going back to their hometown in the mountains to contribute to the development of their hometown.

Of course, these are the lines that Cheng Xiaoran designed for him, including talking to strangers, which he also instructed to do. Since he wants to create momentum for Yinghua Village, naturally the sooner he starts, the better.Immediately the people around were attracted by this topic, and after seeing the photos of Cherry Blossom Village (Cheng Xiaoran searched for them on the Internet, the cherry blossoms in Cherry Blossom Village are quite famous, and someone once took photos and posted them on the Internet), one after another. It is a pity that such a place with beautiful mountains, clear waters and beautiful scenery is so poor. Some people said that they like to go to this kind of place for vacation or retirement, and then give Cheng Xiaojie various tips on how to develop mountainous areas. After hearing that they are going to work hard on cherry trees, He also said that he would like to try it after the cherries really grow.

Cheng Xiaoran silently registered a Weibo account "Mountain City Cherry Blossom Village", and asked Cheng Xiaojie and these people to follow each other. After waiting three hours for them to get off the train, this Weibo account already had hundreds of followers.

"Xiao Ran, is this really useful?"

"It seems useless right now, but when the cherries are on the market, let's contact them one by one. They knew that there is a place like Sakura Village, and there are three young people like us, so they will basically not doubt the authenticity. Send some free cherries to them to try, and these people will become our first batch of customers and free promoters." Cheng Xiaoran said calmly.

Cheng Xiaojie's eyes lit up, and he raised his thumb: "People who have studied in college are different. How did your brain grow?"

Cheng Xiaoran has a cautious personality, once he wants to do something, he will try his best to be as thorough as possible, take one step and look at three steps, and he is already paving the way before the matter starts. Back then, he commanded so many exercises and actual battles at the military division level. This little thing is really nothing to him: "At that time, the folks in our village who are all over the outside can also get in touch and post them to them, so that they can help promote it." Of course, there are more important meanings, but Cheng Xiaoran didn't say too much at one time, these things will gradually come to everyone's attention, and the explanation now is only for the sake of An Cheng Xiaojie's heart.

The three of them got out of the station and drove towards the mountains by car. There is nothing else in the mountain city, and there are mountains everywhere. When the taxi reaches the foot of the mountain, they have to transfer to a minibus to go up the mountain. Arrived at the terminal.The entrance of this station is a village called Gutao Village. The whole village is made of ceramics. The handicrafts handed down from the ancestors. The government has specially set up a project for this place. People often come here to play, and they even hired a good ceramics company. I come here to collect ceramics, so the per capita income of Gutao Village is now good. After getting out of the car and looking down, the cement roads extending in all directions and rows of neat and solid red brick and tile houses have both rural characteristics and traces of modernization everywhere. Cars, Air conditioner outside unit, straight and straight utility poles.

And Yinghua Village is behind a hill behind Gutao Village, because the cement road is only repaired to this section, and there are muddy mountain roads behind, except for those with good skills who dare to ride a motorcycle or something, they basically rely on walking. If it is slower, it will take more than two hours.

The three walked far enough, and when they finally saw a corner of the village, the sun was almost setting.It’s already the end of January in the national calendar, and the Lunar New Year is coming soon. There is basically no color in the mountains. There is only a little grass on the mountains. The large fields in the middle are full of knee-high weeds, which makes people look sad. The houses are basically clustered near the foot of the mountain, with one pile on the east side and one pile on the west side, and some scattered among the paddy fields. They are basically brick houses, but they are not as neat and bright as Gutao Village, and the cement road is almost invisible. Yes, but the road for people to walk is also flat and spacious enough, which shows that they are diligent in tidying up.

Cheng Xiaoran walked slowly down the winding path into the central field area. It looked like a small basin, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only a gap in the north led to a deeper forest. He looked at the bare mountains I thought this is a cherry tree, right?The oncoming people are full of desolation and spaciousness, but all this seems so peaceful. There are still some people in the field who are serving the vegetables of this season, and they occasionally talk to each other in a low voice. The voice is not clear, but it adds a point Leisurely meaning.

Cheng Xiaoran used to like to walk alone in the wilderness or alone in the mountains. The quietness and openness would make him feel very comfortable. Most of them are lonely and cold, and this feeling is exactly what he likes and pursues all the time.

"Oh, who are you looking for?" Someone noticed the arrival of the three, dressed so brightly and beautifully, they couldn't be tourists, could they?Yinghua Village is closed, and most of the people who are still in it are old, and they can't speak Mandarin well. Yes, there are Xiao Ran and Nuan Nuan."

"Hey, Xiaojie is back, and Xiao Ran and Nuan Nuan from the fourth family are back. I've heard about Xiao Ran from your parents. Come on, it's cold, you guys go home first." It was Cheng Xiaojie who called Uncle, Cheng Xiaojie called Uncle, Cheng Xiaoran and Cheng Nuannuan naturally also called Uncle, and after greeting others, Cheng Xiaoran and the three followed this uncle to Cheng's house in the east.

Cheng Xiaoran's home is a four-room brick house surrounded by a large yard. From a distance, he could see gray and white smoke coming out of the chimney, which was blown obliquely by the wind. When he walked in, he saw a man in his fifties The little woman was putting away the quilt in the yard, and Uncle Cheng shouted before he got there: "The brothers and sisters of the fourth family, Xiao Ran, are back!"

Cheng's mother's quilt fell to the ground, she hurriedly came out, squinted her eyes at Cheng Xiaoran, took his hand and began to cry: "You child, if you say you will suspend school, you will suspend school, but worry about me and your father Yes!" Touching his cheek and arms again, he said repeatedly, "I'm thinner again, it's good to be back." After watching Cheng Xiaoran pulled Cheng Nuannuan again.

"What are you doing standing here? Come in, the child's face is turning red from the cold." A rough and strong voice sounded, Cheng Xiaoran turned his head and saw an old man in his fifties with gray temples leaning on the outside of the yard. With a walking stick, he walked in with a basket in one hand. In the basket was a cauliflower with big leaves and a large handful of okra. He said to Cheng Xiaoran with a straight face: "It's time for you to come back. This is the last handful of okra. The chili is gone, ask your mother to steam it for you.”

This okra is also called foreign chili, and it is rare in the north. Cheng Xiaoran's uncle brought it back from the south. Because he heard that this dish is healthy and good for the body, Cheng's father struggled for a year or two before getting this thing out. The Cheng family planted this every year, and the original owner really liked to eat it, but because this vegetable was sold at a very high price, except for keeping it for Cheng Xiaoran to eat, the rest of Cheng's father had to choose out for sale.

Memories of the past flashed by, Cheng Xiaoran saw Cheng's father's concern and kindness under the sternness, his heart was moved, and he stepped forward to support him: "Okay, this smell is the only thing I miss when I'm outside."

Cheng Nuannuan pursed her lips and leaned closer: "Dad, you are so biased, you only see brother in your eyes, and I am such a living person standing here."

Cheng's father couldn't hold back his face at his daughter, and scolded with a smile: "Didn't I mean you? Where did I drop you? Brother, Xiaojie, come in for dinner together."

Uncle Cheng waved his hands again and again: "We're cooking at home, let's chat with your family first, and I'll come to sit and sit in the evening." Cheng Xiaojie also hurriedly said to go home first and come back in the evening.

Cheng Xiaoran helped Cheng's father into the house. There are four brick houses in the Cheng family, one for Cheng's father and one for Cheng's mother, one for Cheng Xiaoran and one for Cheng Nuannuan, and half of the remaining room is the kitchen, usually a hall for eating and entertaining guests. As soon as Xiao Ran entered, he saw a large earthen stove across the partition. It was inconvenient to enter and exit the village. Everyone used earthen stoves or wood-burning stoves. No one knew how to use gas. The table for eating was obviously nailed up by himself. There was still an oil lamp on the top of the head, although the wire was connected to the top of the head, but the bulb was gone, and only one lamp head fell there alone. Cheng Xiaoran knew that it was because the electricity bill was expensive, and the bulb had to go down the mountain to buy something when it was worn out, so there was only Chinese New Year at home. Bulbs are used for lighting only when there are times, and oil lamps and candles are usually used to come here.

Seeing all this, Cheng Xiaoran's determination to become rich became more determined. Although he likes rural life, he also likes ease and tranquility, but it must be based on abundance and convenience.