Dashan Makes a Living 1984 - Chapter 214 210: The Jiangshan I Destroyed

  Chapter 214 210: The country I have brought down

  Wang Tianren died probably because he couldn't bear the pain.

   But now Mi Liang's wife seems to be more serious than Wang Tianren's. Wang Tianren didn't get sick until he was in his fifties, but why is this woman so sick now?

   Seeing a guest at home, the woman struggled to sit up and said with a smile, "Master, there is a guest."

  Although it was early summer, the woman was still covered with a blanket. When she struggled to sit up, the blanket fell to the ground, revealing a pair of severely deformed legs.

Mi Liang hurried over, covered her with the blanket again, and brushed back the hair that fell on her face, and said while retying her hair: "This is Brother Wang, I told you a lot time."

   "Yeah, the young man is so handsome."

  The woman looked at Wang Tianxiao with a smile, her eyes were full of tenderness.

   "He is very capable, you only see him handsome." Mi Liang smiled and helped his wife tidy up her clothes, then turned to Wang Tianxiao and said, "Brother Wang, I made you laugh."

  Wang Tianxiao walked up to the steps and said softly, "What's the matter?"

  He couldn't bear this kind of scene.

   After all, deep down in his heart, he is a very soft person.

  The suffering in the world is precisely because he has experienced too much himself, so he always looks down on others.

  He has no advanced culture, so he can't figure out what the basic rules of this world are.

  Why, there are always so many good people who suffer misfortune.

   "Shopkeeper, you can move a chair for Brother Wang to sit on. Why do you keep making people stand?" The wife complained about Mi Liang.

   "Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Wang Tianxiao quickly declined.

   "Sit, it's easier to talk while sitting."

  When Mi Liang took out the stool and Wang Tianxiao sat down, Mi Liang's wife took another look at Wang Tianxiao carefully, "He really is a very handsome young man."

  Wang Tianxiao's skin is not thin, but he is still a little embarrassed to be said.

  He was surprised to find that seeing this woman at this moment, he gradually became less afraid, and instead felt a faint light on her face, which made him feel very peaceful and kind.

  This feeling can only be seen in Li Yali.

   "Are you married yet?"

   "Well, it's over."

   "Do you have any children?"

   "One son and one daughter."

"That's a good relationship. It's good to have a child. People, this is what happens in this life. Look at us working hard, but in the end it's only a few feet of wooden boxes. The child is our continuation..." Mi wife sighed suddenly as she spoke. sound, looking up at the sun in the sky.

  The sun near noon was very dazzling, but she didn't look away.

   "Brother Wang, sit down for a while, I'll warm you up a bowl of tofu nao that I made myself, and try my craft."

   "Ah...then I'm going to trouble my brother."

Mi Liang is very interested in giving Wang Tianxiao tofu nao. I don’t know how many times I have said it. Wang Tianxiao is also interested in it. I want to try it. Isn’t it just a bowl of tofu nao? How delicious can it be? .

   Mi Liang went into the kitchen and was busy.

   Soon, blue smoke rose from the chimney.

Mi Liang’s house is a small yard with four quarters of land. There are houses on the north and east sides, and a chicken coop on the south side. Anyway, there are a few chickens running around looking for food in the yard. They seem to be only one or two months old. It's the chick caught this year.

  To the west of the yard is a wooden shelf, a bit like a flat ladder on the sports field, it should be a grape shelf.

   But at this time the vines have not recovered, so they are bare.

  There is a circle of small flowers planted under the corner of the wall, and now the land is lush green, only a few very small flower discs bloomed, dotted in the green.

   Although the yard is not big, it is very clean and looks very warm.

  Wang Tianxiao looked around, his eyes came back, and he fell on the woman beside him. Looking at her calm and gentle face again, he felt ashamed of the discomfort he had just entered the door for a moment.

  Wang Tianxiao, Wang Tianxiao, you have lived two lifetimes, yet you are still judging people by their appearance.

  Just because the woman in front of me is born a little different from others, so I feel fear in my heart, what an ironic thing.

"Brother Wang, I heard from our shopkeeper. You gave him a lot of suggestions, and he thought it was very good. When you told me, I also thought it was very good. You young people are more flexible. He, just If you know how to put your head down and do something, you can’t do anything well.”

   "Yes, yes, I just can't do it well, so I have to ask you to guide me all the time."

   Mi Liang shouted in the kitchen.

   "Eavesdrop on people, do your job." Mi wife scolded.

  Wang Tianxiao was sweetened by the gentle interaction between the two, and smiled: "Sister-in-law, you look like this, and Brother Mi is still busy outside, aren't you angry?"

   "Why are you angry? My body is a karmic result that I have to bear, and he didn't cause it to me. He has something he should do, and it doesn't have to be tied to me."

Mi's wife explained gently, "Besides, I'm not the worst, right? There are some people who are paralyzed on the kang and can't move. Compared to them, I can come out to bask in the sun every day, isn't it considered a very happy thing? "

   "You are really open-minded." Wang Tianxiao sighed sincerely.

"People, how can everything go your way? You get this, you may lose that, and you get that, but you lose this. According to me, this person is like standing on a seesaw. If you step on one end, the other end will be raised, but if you step on the other end, the other end will be raised again, anyway, you can’t make both ends up at the same time.”

  The woman looked at Wang Tianxiao, and said softly, "You are still young, and you can have many things, but in the end you can only make choices."

  Wang Tianxiao felt lost.

  Better than a woman younger than his actual age said this truth, he actually thought she said it very well.

  Like a wise man.

   "Well, sister-in-law, what you said is very good, I am deeply impressed."

  At this time, Mi Liang came out with a small bowl, and the tofu nao in the bowl was still steaming hot.

   "Here, try it."

  Wang Tianxiao took it over and said thank you. Seeing some cooked oil chili, coriander, chopped green onion, a little soy sauce and a little vinegar floating on the smooth and tender tofu, he felt very appetizing after just one glance.

  Tofu nao is tofu flower, which can be eaten in two ways: sweet and salty.

  Wang Tianxiao does not reject both, he also likes to eat sweet ones, and he also likes to eat salty ones.

   If you have to compare...it's still salty.

  It is mainly salty with fragrant cooked oily chili.

  The oil eaten in this era in Qingcheng is still flax oil, which is a special oil that is only produced in the Northwest.

   Both planting yield and oil production are very low, and later generations were gradually eliminated by rapeseed oil.

   Flax oil tastes very fragrant, unlike rapeseed oil, which is slightly bitter.

  The cooked oil and chili pepper splashed with sesame oil, the taste is even more indescribable, no matter it is used for noodles or for other purposes, it is very exciting.

  Especially the kind of steamed buns that are just out of the pot. They are hot. Open them and put some cooked oil and chili into them. The taste...

   People in the Northwest don’t eat chili as well as those in the Southwest, but it’s still quite good.

  Wang Tianxiao is the most powerful among them.

  He is pretty much in love with anything.

   During the hot pepper season, it is the hottest kind of pepper. He just picks it off, puts some salt in it, and can eat it directly.

   It's fierce.

   Besides, tofu is also something that people in Qingcheng like to eat very much.

   There is a song in which tofu mixed with shallots is very popular in Qingcheng, and there are many ways to make tofu in Qingcheng.

   That's why making tofu is so popular.

  Almost every village has a few people who make tofu, and there are even villages like Mijia Village that directly make tofu as their main industry.

   No wonder Mi Liang wanted to recommend his tofu so much.

   "Do you want to try it?" Mi Liang asked his wife.

  Mi wife smiled: "I don't eat now, I've eaten too much, you can find a stool and come over to have a conversation with Brother Wang."

   "Okay."

   Mi Liang obediently sat next to his wife with a small mat, took her hand and rubbed it gently.

   "Brother Wang, you live on the mountain in Yangziling?"

   "Well, I'm from Changzhan. Strictly speaking, I don't belong to our Qingquan Town anymore. I don't have a household registration in the village, and I don't have land."

   "Eating public meals." Mi wife laughed.

  Wang Tianxiao also smiled, thinking that his public meal costs tens of yuan a month, which is really not enough.

  So he didn't want to continue talking.

  The afternoon sun shone warmly on the three of them, and they chatted slowly like old friends.

  Tofu nao is really delicious.

  Before he knew it, it was time for Wang Tianxiao to go back.

  He said goodbye to Mi's wife, and Mi's wife invited him to come and play often. It would be best to bring his wife and children next time.

  Wang Tianxiao said yes.

  Mi Liang sent him out, and after walking a certain distance, Wang Tianxiao asked Mi Liang if his wife looked like this, did she go to the big hospital.

   According to Mi Liang, this seems to be a genetic problem, not just an acquired disease.

   And also said that with this disease, the basic life expectancy will not be too long.

  Wang Tianxiao didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

But looking at Mi Liang, he seemed to be thinking about it, so he came to comfort Wang Tianxiao: "Life and death are fate, once you come to this world, in fact, no matter how you live, it is as bright as fireworks, or as unknown as dust on the ground. It doesn't really matter. The main thing is, we've been here, and that's enough."

   "Brother Mi, you... really live a very open-minded life."

   "You always have to find a way of life that suits you, right? You know that this is inevitable and irreversible, so why do you still feel sorry for yourself? It's better to take the opportunity to live a good life, and every day is wonderful."

  Wang Tianxiao nodded.

  He feels that the biggest achievement today is not only that the substation can be constructed, but that he has learned a lot of beauty that is rare in other places from this simple-looking pair of people.

  The husband and wife are plain and indifferent, but they love each other and never leave.

  Seriously ill but indifferent, gentle like spring rain, flowers blooming in the Valley of God.

   No matter what the squalls or torrents, there is nothing to do with them.

  What can be destroyed by the strong is always the strong, and many seemingly weak things may be the last hold of this world.

  No matter how bad the living environment outside is, as long as they don't give up, they can still live calmly and happily.

  Wang Tianxiao felt that his soul had been greatly baptized.

   To be honest, he was touched.

   There are actually many theories about how people should live, but the Mi Liang couple is undoubtedly one of the beautiful paths.

   And it is a path that Wang Tianxiao likes and appreciates very much.

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   In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

  Since the last time I went to my mother-in-law’s house, Wang Tianxiao went there again every now and then, mainly to see the progress of the sheep pen.

  Although this is not a big deal, he has seen the composition of the sheepfold in later generations and found it very scientific, so he copied it to this era.

  Many people in the mother-in-law’s village came to watch the fun, and they all laughed and said how the sheepfold was built better than the place where people live, and whether it is raising sheep or raising ancestors.

  Especially the Zhao family next door, they are full of yin and yang.

  My mother-in-law’s house was originally thin-skinned, and I felt a little embarrassed when I was told it a few times, but Wang Tianxiao told them that it didn’t matter, and there must be a reason for building it like this.

   What do other people do?

   When the sheep are put into the sheepfold, these people will understand.

   There is no need to argue with them.

  Actually, according to Wang Tianxiao's plan, the sheep pen should be completed within half a month. For this reason, he also specially asked Wu Ping to introduce him a very professional construction team.

   Unexpectedly, during the actual construction, there were no problems with people, but the materials were slow to keep up.

  The main reason is that the Qingquan brick and tile factory in the town is really not working.

  The old state-owned factory developed well in the early years, but due to loose personnel management, various problems gradually increased.

   Not only is productivity low, but the quality of production is often not guaranteed.

   Therefore, the quantity cannot be supplied in a hurry.

  The sheepfold of the mother-in-law’s house only needs 50,000 to 60,000 pages of red bricks, and they are also intermittent.

   What makes Wang Tianxiao even more depressed is that, as a manufacturing plant, there are no shifts, and the work is strictly in accordance with the nine-to-five weekend model.

  It is really advanced and cross-age management thinking.

  Because the brick furnace cannot burn bricks just after starting up, it still has a preheating process.

  If the production is strictly in accordance with this schedule, the furnace will be shut down every Friday and restarted on Monday. Not to mention that the furnace consumes more energy, what is more uncomfortable is that it will delay time.

  It takes half a day to shut down the furnace, and another half day to start the furnace.

   Isn’t that only four days a week?

  How many things can be produced?

  So Wang Tianxiao wondered at first, how a brick and tile factory does not produce hundreds of thousands of pages of bricks every day, but when he actually asked about it, he was stupid.

   It really is the best.

   But now he can't do anything, this brick and tile factory is the only factory nearby.

  If you don’t use their bricks, you have to go to the next county to pull them, and the price will be high.

  Being hindered by the red bricks, the progress of the sheepfold was quite slow. From laying the foundation to building the wall, more than half a month has passed, and the amount of work feels less than half of the whole.

  Wang Tianxiao was quite anxious at the beginning, but later he relaxed.

   There is no way to rush.

   We can only wait for all the red bricks to be used up, and then we will reach the stage of closing the top, let the brothers speed up and work hard.

  In addition to the affairs of the mother-in-law's house, the construction of my own station is also in full swing.

  Because the chosen location is good, there are not many electric poles in total from the bottom to the station, and the construction is all professional teams, so the progress can be much faster.

   It’s also half a month, all the poles have been buried, and the wires are assumed to be in place.

   Waiting for the electricity to go into the house.

  Wang Tianxiao went to buy a TV in advance, and bought all the antenna poles by the way.

  He can't wait to watch TV.

   Accept the latest information from the outside world.

  Although he had experienced this era, he was very isolated at that time, and he knew almost nothing about what happened in the country.

   And when future generations have the opportunity to study, the Internet is flooded with all kinds of news, and he doesn't know which ones are true and which ones are fabricated fake news.

   Anyway, he is a little confused.

  It seems that the Internet knows what he likes, as long as he cares about something, he will always see those things.

   What's more absurd is that the same thing, seen in this way today, is changed to another way tomorrow, which makes him more confused.

   Therefore, he is very vague about this era, except for the things he experienced in his memory.

   There were even stages where he couldn't remember what had happened.

   It's like a memory fragment.

  If you can watch TV, you can receive information from the outside world and see what is going on in the general environment.

  If he is just an ordinary ranger, he can ignore these completely.

  But if you want to do something now, you have to start with the big environment.

  You must know that our economic model is that the policy is bigger than the market and dominates the market. If we abandon the policy and only look at the market changes, it is undoubtedly that we have not identified the core target, and we must take many detours.

  When Wang Tianxiao bought a TV, he bought three sets in one go.

   Prepare to put them in unused rooms so that everyone can watch TV programs.

  It is really a very happy thing to be able to watch TV in this era.

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  The summer wind blows the sea of ​​flowers, which is so beautiful.

  Wang Tianxiao lay on the big rock beside the mountain ridge, blowing the wind comfortably, looking at the yellow flowers all over the mountains and plains, very satisfied.

  This...is the country that I built up with my own hands.

  Thinking about the predicament when he first came back last year, he saw that everything is thriving now, and he is satisfied with his performance.

   was lying down, but Wang Xiaolan appeared bouncing on the mountain road.

  She went to the town to go to the market today, and she just came back.

   From a distance, she saw something in her hand.

  For such a grown-up person, she still looks like a child. Based on Wang Tianxiao's understanding of her, she must have encountered a very happy and good thing.

   Sure enough, just as Wang Xiaolan ran up the mountain ridge, she saw Wang Tianxiao lying on the rock, so she ran over to him happily and said, "Brother, guess what this is?"

  Wang Tianxiao looked over and found that it was a large kraft paper envelope.

   From the looks of it, it seems to be the thickness of a book.

   "What is it, seeing you so happy, it must be a good thing."

   "Guess what."

   "I guess..." Wang Tianxiao thought for a while, then smiled, "Could it be that your novel was published?"

   "Ah... how do you know?" Wang Xiaolan was a little frustrated when she found out that her brother had guessed right, "It's boring."

"Haha, it's not hard to guess. It's a book at first glance, and besides this, what else can make you so happy? I'm your brother, and I'm not someone else. I'm sure what you think It's easy to guess. It would be strange if you couldn't."

   "Hey, see if I can give my second brother."

  Wang Xiaolan pouted her buttocks, jumped onto the rock, and pushed Wang Tianxiao, "Come in, give me some space, such a big rock, you almost occupied it."

  Wang Tianxiao stepped back and let his sister sit next to him.

  Wang Xiaolan was going to open the envelope, but before she opened it, she felt timid again. She pressed the envelope to her chest, took a deep breath, and then carefully tore the envelope along the opening.

  A brand new book appeared in front of my eyes.

  The words "Reader's Digest" above are particularly beautiful.

  In this day and age, Reader was still called Reader’s Digest, but later it was changed to Reader’s Digest because of the duplication of book titles with others and some disputes over journal titles.

  Readers For many literature lovers in the 1970s and 1980s, or even in the early 1990s, this is a very sentimental book.

  Every article or excerpt in it is the object of everyone's study.

  And the ultimate hope of many people with literary dreams is to publish an article on the reader.

  As a comprehensive publication containing many elements, it also has the form of abstracts, so there is not much space left for general literature lovers.

  Basically, the Supplement Department only solicits papers from the public.

   And because there are too few publications in this era, there are very few places for people to publish.

  So in each issue, countless submission letters will be sent to the editorial department.

   To stand out among thousands of troops, you must write things that are really readable, or reach a certain artistic level.

  Wang Tianxiao previously felt that his younger sister Wang Xiaolan was very talented in writing, but she had not received formal training, so her writing was full of primitive simplicity.

  He also wanted to let Wang Xiaolan find a chance to re-enter school to study.

  Since she is so interested in literature, she should take good care of her dreams.

   In the past, I was incapable, but now there is no such thing, so help my sister grow a pair of wings and fly to a higher place.

  As an elder brother, he has no fixed requirements for younger siblings in the family.

   Who can do what, let them do.

  Wang Xiaolan looked at the new book in her hand fondly, because when the article was published, not only would she be paid for the manuscript, but she would also be given a new book that was just published.

  A white sheet of paper falls out of the book.

  Wang Tianxiao had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he grabbed it so that he was not blown into the valley by the wind.

   It turned out to be a notice.

   It roughly means that the provincial Writers Association and the editorial department of Reader's Digest have cooperated with a training school for new writers, absorbing all talented people with literary dreams to participate. A certain fee is required, but the teachers inside are all literary giants, and even well-known writers come to give lectures.

   It is both a notice and an invitation.

  Wang Tianxiao handed the paper to Wang Xiaolan, and asked with a smile: "Considering anxiety, this is a very good opportunity. If you can learn something from other masters, it will be very beneficial to your future development."

  Wang Xiaolan actually followed Wang Tianxiao to read the content just now and knew what it meant, but in the end she pursed her lips and just didn't speak.

  (end of this chapter)