porridge for two

Three days have passed since the National Day, and today is October 10.Xie Xiuping and his team have successfully completed their first task of the "Dashan Project", and they just waited to return to school to show the summary of the activity, and the activity was considered to be over.

Now that we have arrived in Qingnan and have plenty of time, Xie Xiuping still wants to go back and have a look. When other people hear that they can go to Xie Xiuping's house, of course they agree with it. If they can lift their feet, Sun Qi and Ai Nan both raised their feet.

Since they decided to go together, Xie Xiuping arranged the next itinerary.They went directly to Xie Xiuping's house, had dinner, and after playing for a while, they went to Pingtang County to take a bus back to school.

The place where Xie Xiuping's family lived was at the junction of Pingtang City and Qingnan County. They said it was Qingnan County. The land in their village was mixed with the land in Pingtang City, and there was no particularly obvious dividing line.People in the village go to the racecourse more than ten miles away, and the racecourse is located in a town in Pingtang City.So Xie Xiuping's family can receive signals from two places, Qingnan's and Pingtang's. If one is bad, the other is good.

Pingtang City is a county-level city, and it is obviously better developed than Qingnan County, and its economic development is much better.Pingtang Railway Station is a large station, with many choices of trains, and it is close to the county seat. Get off at the bus station and walk for more than ten minutes.Therefore, it is convenient to go back to school from Pingtang by bus or train, and there are more choices.

It was decided, Pan Wenbin made a phone call, and the master who sent them here yesterday came to Qingshui Township to pick them up and take them to Xie Xiuping's house. The master didn't know the road conditions there, but he also heard from the fellow masters that the road in Qinggang Village was very bad, so he was reluctant. go.

Xie Xiuping's home is Qinggang Village, he had a good meal, let the master go as far as the car can't go, if you don't force it, you have to deliver it to the door of the house, it doesn't matter where you go, the money counts, so the master reluctantly drove The fire is on its way.Here in Qingnan, the traffic is flawed, few people are willing to go to the countryside, but for money, they have to go.

That master was also upright, he encountered several big pits and several places of muddy mud on the way, and complained for a long time, but he still sent them to the muddy bend that Xie Xiuping and Su Zeyu encountered last time when they went home, The car couldn't make it through before letting them get out of the car.

Several people got out of the car and walked all the way back. It was only past eleven o'clock in the morning.I usually meet few people on the road, but today I met some people, busy in the mountains and forests, jumping up and down, not knowing what they were doing.

After walking for a long time, those people were busy in the masson pine forest. They stayed in this tree for a while, and then changed to another tree. They couldn't find anyone to ask.Among those people were people from the village whom Xie Xiuping knew, and there were also foreign accents whom Xie Xiuping didn't know.

If you look carefully, you can see that the outer skin of each pine tree is about [-] or [-] centimeters above the ground and about one meter high. The outer skin of the trunk has been scraped off, revealing the brown inner skin.There was a plastic bag at the lowest part that was scraped, and several scrapes at the highest part were scraped into the tree trunk wound, and the grease was flowing into the bag below along the scraped paths, and the bag contained a small half bag of grease.

Xie Xiuping came back once with Su Zeyu on May [-]st, but he never came back.In less than half a year, some things have changed, and many things have changed.

We walked for a long time, and we were almost at the back of the village. We met an uncle on the road, and after the two greeted each other, Xie Xiuping dragged him into a chat.

"Yan, you are carrying so much food. Where can I get the food?" Xie Xiuping looked at his cousin carrying two baskets on a horse stand. The pots of different sizes, with the smell of food wafting out, Xie Xiuping was really curious.

"I sent food to those who felled the trees. Looking at the fir forest in Niupo, the village sold it. Now, except for the fir trees in the mountains of each family, all the cedar trees are sold collectively."

"What about those fir trees?"

"Oh! That, you should have seen it when you came back, cutting the fir wood oil! Someone came to collect it and was willing to hand over your skills, so the village organized people to cut the fir wood oil."

"But some trees are still small and don't have much oil, right?"

It is said that people are afraid of losing face, and trees are afraid of losing their bark.Once the skin is pricked and the oil is cut, can the tree still survive?

"Who knows! Anyway, those grandpas in the village are sold, what else can we do, and there is nothing we can do if we don't agree? These woods were planted one by one when we were young, and this is how we have the current mountain forest. Everyone I have feelings. But now I’m selling and chopping, and I don’t know what the future will be like? Be more fashionable! ”

Uncle Tang didn't know what to say. The village said it was sold but didn't say how it was sold. Everyone didn't know, and they didn't understand. It is estimated that only the leaders of the village knew about it.

Xie Xiuping didn't understand, and wanted to ask those people. He knew that everyone was seeking development, but if it was at the cost of losing mountains and forests and destroying the ecology, the gain would outweigh the loss!The soil on their side is relatively sandy, and during the rainy season, large and small landslides and sand shrinkage often occur.If there are no trees and forests to prevent sand and soil, and there is no other better way, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Later, he thought about it rationally, maybe the village chief and the others have plans for the future!One day I will call and talk to the village chief. Although he doesn't care much about these things and doesn't have the right to do so, as a member of the village, he also has the right to know what's wrong.

They set up the "Dashan Project" because they want to develop their hometown, not to mention that other people's hometown has developed and their own hometown has been completely changed, so what face does he have to face the folks and elders.Although the development is controlled by relevant departments and has no direct relationship with him, it is the place where I have lived for nearly 20 years, and I have feelings for it, and I hope it will be good.

I have been figuring it out for a long time by myself, thinking wildly, but there is no result.After going back and chatting with my uncle for a while, his heart also calmed down.Although Uncle didn't see their sales contract, the people in the village also gave him a general analysis of the situation to him, a man who had guarded the forest for decades.

"Trees should play their role when they grow up. There are thousands of roads, but the village chose this road. I only hope that these trees can make the best use of them. Everyone wants development, and I also hope that the decision made by the village this time That’s right, the village can develop better and better.”

Uncle, as a mountain guard, should feel uncomfortable in his heart.He travels through this forest every day, and he knows exactly where the fir trees grow well, where the fir trees grow fast, and which poplar is the tallest.

These trees have just been planted, and his uncle has been guarding the mountain since then.Watching the small saplings turn into towering trees, watching the barren slopes turn into a forest, he spends more time with that forest than with his family.

These mountains and forests that have been with us for many years may cease to exist within five years, and the fir trees that have been cut for three to five years will not be able to produce oil, and they will almost die.If he wants to replant the forest, it will take thirty or several decades for it to grow into its current shape. I am afraid that by then he will have already burrowed into the loess.

Although his uncle was a little sad, he was also looking forward to it.

The village is too poor. If it can develop because of this change, that would be great.So he was both sad and looking forward to it, and waited for a while to see what changes would happen in this village ten years later.

It is said that when a few people arrived at Xie Xiuping's house, his aunt had already steamed a large amount of rice with rice, and then used the tofu and newly grown bean sprouts from his family's new harvest this year, and went to the field to beg for some young cabbage seedlings. Cooked a large pot of sour soup.There was a pot of water boiling in the stove, just waiting for them to go back to kill the chicken.

The chicken was killed by Xie Xiuping, it was cooked by Su Zeyu, and it was cooked by Xie Xiuping.Everyone is busy helping to add firewood and make a fire, and it is also very interesting to cook together.

Xie Xiuping saw that the family's millet was almost harvested, and he couldn't leave it for club activities, so he told his uncle and aunt the reason and wanted to go back to school with everyone.His uncle and aunt had always believed in Xie Xiuping, and there was nothing wrong with the family, so they let him focus on his own affairs.

Before leaving, his aunt took out a large bundle of insoles that she had made herself. The insoles were available in different sizes, in various patterns and colors, and asked everyone to choose a pair according to their own size.

"I made it by gluing cloth shells by myself. If you don't play well, you come to our house. I don't want to see you off, so I will give you a pair of stocking pads as a thought." His aunt always spoke in a polite manner.

After picking out the insoles, his aunt packed bean sprouts and Chinese cabbage for Xie Xiuping, saying that they were grown at home without pesticides, and she brought some chili noodles, wood ginger seeds, and sour soup, all in a mess.

When I was packing Xie Xiuping’s things at the end, I gave Xie Xiuping two pairs of cloth shoes (hai) and confessed: “The last time Su Jun came here, he didn’t have anything to throw away. Later, I saw that Lasha’s slippers are the same size as yours. Almost. I picked up some bamboo shoot shells (kuo) this year, bought a few pairs of shoe soles, and picked up cloth shells to make a few pairs of cloth shoes. Each person in the family has a pair, and this pair is for Su Jun.”

"Are you going to send things off and act like a prostitute?"

Xie Xiuping couldn't figure it out, his second mother made a pair for each of the family members, so why did Su Zeyu have them? This made Su Zeyu feel like their family, like a son-in-law and daughter-in-law.It's not like I didn't bring my classmates and friends to my house before, so why did I just send Su Zeyu?

"You said that you stayed at Ning Dong's place for so long, don't you live together now, and always bother him, how embarrassing! Just a pair of rotten cloth shoes, do you know that people hate you?"

"Dare you dislike it? Alright, alright, I'll give it to Ra." Xie Xiuping didn't know what to say anymore, the second mother was so thoughtful when she said too much, and she couldn't sell what she disliked.

Xie Xiuping packed up his things, went to Pingtang with everyone, and returned to Qingzhou by car.When I arrived in Pingtang County, there happened to be a train going to Qingzhou at that time. The express train took about the same time as the bus, so I chose the train, and everyone could chat for a while.

Seeing the Pingtang train station from a distance, Pan Wenbin shouted, why did he feel so familiar? It turned out that he got off the train here yesterday, and then transferred to Qingnan County.

On the train, everyone looked out of the window, and the scenery behind them gradually faded away, but they also had a lot of thoughts.During these three or four days, I felt that I had traveled through several worlds.

Tunshang Village is simple and ingenious, with beautiful terraced fields and batik embroidery, but poor traffic; Bamang Village, which suffers from development and limited resources, is poor and backward; Maoping Village, which suffers from a serious loss of labor.

Every village, every state.Every state of life is different, and there are more people's different lives waiting for us to discover.