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Chapter Fifty-Three: Visit Yu Qiangzhai

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    Time flies like flowing water, and in a flash, several years of spring and autumn passed by. It coincided with the third anniversary of Yu Qiangzhai's death, and Li Shaohui took Luyao's instructions to pay homage to him again.

    When he came to the foot of the towering and endless mountain, Li Shaohui found that there was a modern small mountain village not far away, where there were many small western-style buildings with extraordinary momentum, and there were several brand-new asphalt roads in the middle.  vertical row

    "Where is this place?" Li Shaohui walked over hesitantly. Back then, this place was still a vast grassland.

    As we got closer, Li Shaohui realized that this place is more prosperous than he imagined before. There is a main street with a width of ten meters in the middle of the village.  Vendors have everything you need.  Cars sped back and forth on the road, whizzing away, and the fashionable girls who came out of the bar also walked away in twos, chatting and laughing

    "This is?" Li Shaohui became more and more puzzled, just not far away there was an old man lazily basking in the sun under a tree.

    "Here, our place is Yujiazhai, our place" The old man became interested as soon as he mentioned this, and immediately became more energetic.

    During the conversation, Li Shaohui learned that the mountain village where Yu Qiangzhai is located was favored by the new Xingmang leadership team led by Yang Ruonan last year, and they built it into a scenic spot integrating tourism, culture and leisure.  As compensation, the Xingmang Group built a new mountain village at the foot of the mountain, and gave the villagers generous subsidies, such as setting year-end dividends, etc., and the villagers were naturally overjoyed when faced with such a good thing, and agreed one after another.

    "Are there still people living on that mountain?" Li Shaohui asked.

    "Who would want to stay in that gable? Don't you think it's hard enough?" The old man shook his head, and he had no nostalgia for the mountain village where he had lived all his life.

    "That's true." Li Shaohui responded with some disappointment, and asked again: "Then do you still remember Yu Qiangzhai?" Li Shaohui was a little nervous when he asked, so that his tone was very cautious.

    "Who?" The old man's ears are not very good.

    "Yu-Qiang-Zhai is the first college student from your school, the one who was admitted to a big city." Li Shaohui had to say aloud word by word.

    "Talk about him!" The old man understood, and sighed slightly, "If you are promising, you don't recognize us folks. It's no wonder that you are rich and unkind, and don't fight for righteousness no wonder you ended up like that" The old man didn't agree.  Wishing to say it again, he bent his waist and looked up at the mountain. He looked at it for a long time, like a sculpture standing there, motionless.

    Li Shaohui had mixed feelings. Even now, the villagers still have prejudices against Yu Qiangzhai. He wanted to distinguish a few words, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary. He turned and left without disturbing the old man any more.

    "Are you here to see Xiao Yu?" asked the old man who had been silent for a long time.

    "Well, I am his good brother, and it will be the third anniversary of his death soon, so I came here specially to pay respects." Li Shaohui nodded.

    "Oh, that's right, then help me send greetings to Xiao Yu's uncle and mother! Although Xiao Yu is a shameless kid, his mother and uncle are the best people in the village." The old man sighed.

    After bidding farewell to the old man, Li Shaohui hurried up the mountain after eating a bowl of yellow noodles with donkey meat.  The winding mountain road has been built on the mountain now, because the small mountain village where Yu Qiangzhai is located has become a scenic spot, so every once in a while, there will be a bus going up the mountain, but Li Shaohui still chooses to walk up the mountain, just for the experience  Yu Qiangzhai suffered hardships in his childhood.  If this is the case, it also lacks the meaning of the winding path of the small mountain road before.

    Li Shaohui looked while walking. This place belongs to the Qilian Mountains. According to legend, Wei Qinghuo Qubing, a famous general in the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, defeated the Huns here, regained the Hexi Corridor, and expanded the territory.  Just like Yu Qiangzhai's life is as bleak.

    It is late autumn now, and there is an endless prairie at the bottom of the mountain, which is golden and yellow; unknown wild flowers are blooming on the mountain, blown by the mountain wind, crumbling, as if lamenting the bleakness of autumn and telling the return of life; in the distance  Among the snowy ridges, the herd of deer wandering between the sky and the earth are either running to their heart's content or looking down the mountain

    Li Shaohui didn't dare to be too nostalgic, and accelerated up the mountain. When he arrived at the small mountain village, he found that it had taken on a new look and became a veritable scenic spot.

    Entering the small mountain village, there are several old-fashioned cave dwellings in front of them, which are made of stone coffins and the courtyard is surrounded by fences. Here, you can experience the mountain life with curling smoke; along the mountain road, there is a small river flowing slowly.  The wise mountain people built a dam in the river and made two water outlets to form a natural well; behind the well is an orchard with apricot, pear, peach and so on.  will be one??Brilliant colorful light.  Li Shaohui stretched out his hand gently, and touched a bubble the size of a balloon. As soon as he touched it, the bubble disappeared suddenly, there was no sound, and there was no moisture, as if nothing had happened.

    Li Shaohui suddenly thought of how similar Yu Qiangzhai's short and brilliant life was to these flying bubbles. During his glory days, some people were envious and others were jealous, but in a short while, they disappeared, and no one remembered them.  Thinking again, there was once such a person who did some ordinary but not mediocre things for the prosperity of this place.

    Li Shaohui was sentimental, and suddenly understood that the world is full of disturbances, the world is bustling with people, and you and I are nothing but insignificant passers-by in the years.  In the long and ruthless annual rings of history, who is not a drop in the ocean?  In those short decades of career, naked came and went quietly, fleeting, leaving no trace, as the saying goes, with a wave of sleeves, you won't take away a cloud, and you won't take a cloud away  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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