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Volume 19: Others will comment on the merits and demerits Chapter 1686: Behind the prosperity

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    The marriage of brothers Liu Feng and Liu Jun has long been a worry for Liu Qingbin and Liu Zong'e.  This time, Zhao Jianhui was given an ultimatum. No matter what, the two brothers would be forced to get married individually on May Day.

    Liu Jun was actually afraid of being short of time and wronged his wife Meng Siying. In fact, how did he know that while Zhao Jianhui and Mian were talking, Liu Meiqi and Long Lingyun in the capital were already working for him in the new house.

    This time, the wedding of the Liu brothers was much more low-key than when Zhao Jianhui got married. After all, because of the status of Meng Xingguo and Liu Qingbin, people would gossip if they were too extravagant.

    But even if it is streamlined and streamlined, there are not too many people coming to this wedding.  The relationship between the older generation Liu Qingbin, Meng Xingguo, Liu Zongchang and others were all arranged in the banquet hall of the Great Hall of the People. The attendance of all the big shots that were rarely seen in the past made the waiters who were accustomed to big scenes also stare.  eyes.

    Liu Feng and Yan Xiaorui, Liu Jun and Meng Siying's friends, as well as some of Zhao Jianhui's connections, were all arranged to stay at the Yurun Xinghui Hotel.  This is the best time for Zhao Jianhui's wives to show themselves as family members. How could Ye Qiuyu, Dongfang Wenjing and others not be present?  There were three tables occupied by these women and their children alone.

    On the fourth day of their wedding, Zhao Jianhui dragged Liu Jun back to southern Guangdong.  In the mountain village Liu Jun mentioned, Zhao Jianhui was deeply shocked when he looked at the houses built with rubble in front of him.

    In front of a house foundation covered with weeds and dead leaves, an old woman who looked to be about seventy or eighty years old was holding a thin bamboo pole in her hand and staring at her home with cloudy eyes, full of helplessness.  desire.

    "How old is the old man?" Zhao Jianhui walked over and started chatting with the old man, only to find out that the old man was not deaf at all and could speak clearly: "Me? I am 91 this year.

    There are only a few more years to live"

    "Is this your home? The foundation of this house has been laid long ago, why don't you continue to build a house?" The old man's dialect was very rich, but Zhao Jianhui could barely understand it.

    "The bricks have been bought a long time ago. Aren't they all stored there? Who doesn't want to live in a new house? But my family has no money Before I die, I will be satisfied if I can live in a new house." The old man said on the side  As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to several piles of moss-covered bricks near the foundation.  It looked like it had been piled there for several years.

    ¡°Old man, it¡¯s been a long time since you bought this brick, right?¡±

    "Yeah, it's been six or seven years, I don't remember clearly" Every wrinkle on the old man's weather-carved face seemed to express helplessness, which made people feel heartbroken.

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    In front of others, Liu Jun still calls Zhao Jianhui Zhao Shu.  Seeing that he was very concerned about the old man's life, he quickly introduced to the side: "The 20,000 yuan borrowed from relatives to build a house was quickly spent, but my son in Shenzhen City didn't even have enough to eat. Because he heard  Not knowing Mandarin, let alone technology, they had no choice but to pick up rags with fellow villagers in Shenzhen City. When they heard that their son could not make enough money, the Zhao family's dream of building a house was interrupted, and the original thatched cottage no longer existed. In desperation,  They moved into the woods behind the village and built two 'wooden tents' with tree branches. The younger one lived with his mother, who was only ninety years old, and Zhao Xin and his wife lived in the big tent. Every day, the older one lived in the big tent.  An old man in his nineties would use a cane to come and have a look at this half-finished 'new house'. When I was doing research here, I met her several times The old man's biggest dream is to live in a new house in this life.  . Even if I only live for one day and take this breath, the old man said that I can let go of this worry for the rest of my life"

    "If we still ignore the existence of this status quo, then the Zhao family's dream can only continue like this. Even today, the eldest grandson of an old man who works outside the home now only earns 800 yuan a month."?One time he happened to meet me when he came home and said that it was too hard outside and he wanted to go home and farm.  The middle-aged people in the village, like the boss of the Zhao family, once left this mountain village and went to work in the Pearl River Delta or in provincial capitals when they were young, but they only worked for a year or two at most and then came back. As many people left, there were still as many people as there were.  When we came back, the people in this village couldn't stay outside at all.  Outside, they are mute!  Some people were even driven back by their bosses as if they were sending off their work.  The people of Longshan Village spent all their youth and sweat outside.  Time passed, and they eventually returned to their hometowns in poverty, with nothing"

    Listening to Liu Jun's words, Zhao Jianhui's face became more and more gloomy.  The faces of the cadres standing behind him also changed color.

    "Why is this? Why is it like this?" Liu Juan asked without losing the opportunity.

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    "Education lags behind." Liu Jun glanced at Zhao Jianhui's face that could almost squeeze water out of his face, and simply ignored the gloomy face of the district party secretary and secretary Zhang Jianxiang, and replied in a somewhat passionate voice: "Because of the low cultural level, this  People in the village can only work as workers at the lowest level when they go out. The eldest son of the Zhao family said that he had been assembling parts for a year, but he had never seen the final product once, and he often suffered from the boss's eyes. If it weren't for the family's debt,  With a huge amount of debt, he would have gone home to farm a long time ago.

    Cao Zhenqing, who was standing a little further away, said: "Looking at the situation in the village, maybe the farming is not very good, right?"

    "The villagers who "don't even know the words" are still being "bullied" by the land, and are not even qualified to be "lazy men"

    Liu Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Who says it's not the case? At the beginning, I also thought that as long as people are diligent, they will never be hungry, right? However, this village is really weird. There are two roads on one side, and you can have a full meal.  There are very few people"

    The people of Longshan Village who returned home had no other choice but to pick up the farmland in front of their homes.  In recent years, the national grain purchase price has been rising steadily, and the lowest purchase price of rice in southern Guangdong is close to 1 yuan per catty.  But all this seems to have nothing to do with the people of Longshan Village. In good years, the food grown is only enough to fill their stomachs.

    The land in Longshan Village is barren and severely desertified.  During the rainy season, the sea breeze blows in, bringing abundant rainfall, and the water in the fields cannot be drained out for half a year; but there will also be no rain here for several months, and the villagers can only watch the seedlings dry up.

    The Longshan villagers who rely on the fields for their livelihood are actually still relying on the sky for their livelihood as they did in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.  Even in the best years, the yield per mu is only about 500 kilograms at most.  In other areas, relying on mechanical scientific planting, a thousand catties per mu is no longer considered rare.

    When it comes to scientific farming, many villagers in the village who have only attended elementary school have "never heard of it."  In Longshan Village, there is almost no mechanized planting. Tractors and fertilizers are the "magic weapons" to increase production.

    , is really redundant in the eyes of most villagers.  "With that kind of money, it's better to just buy food"

    Some village cadres laughed at themselves: This is the Sahara of Fofeng City. The villagers are not well educated and are "bullied" by the land.

    The villagers themselves said that the fields in Longshan were specially designed by God for lazy people. ¡°As long as God is merciful, there will be food to eat, otherwise it will be useless no matter how much we do.¡±  But unfortunately, many villagers who "don't even know the words" are not even qualified to be "lazy people".

    There is little land, and some villagers can only use one land for two purposes. After harvesting the rice, they immediately plant sweet potatoes.  A technician once told the villagers how to scientifically plant seeds to increase yields, but the villagers here could not remember it, let alone learn it.

    Many families in the village are bare-bones, without calendars or clocks, let alone luxury accessories like computers and televisions.  Some villagers said they had forgotten the last time they saw a hundred-dollar bill.

    It is this kind of one-acre field where the villagers of Longshan Village spend all their energy and time, including their passion for life.  Because this is where the whole family can have food, and in good years they can even have enough to eat.  Unfortunately, few families are able to extract surplus food from their rations that can be converted into cash.  Some people have tried to grow peanuts and peppers, but they all have "only enthusiasm and no skills", and even lost money after a year of work.

    Every year during the lean years, the women in the village would return to their parents¡¯ homes.  They shamelessly took back dozens of kilograms of rice from their parents' homes to fill their children's bellies.  But because they can't afford travel expenses, even if they use this reason to return to their parents' homes, the women in the village can only go back to their parents' homes once a year at most.  Longshan people, who were originally full of expectations for the outside world, seem to have finally realized that making money through part-time work is almost as difficult as reaching the sky.  No matter how wonderful the outside world is, it does not belong to them. "Even if there is gold on the ground, we can't see it without culture."  This is the understanding and real life of Longshan people

    Listening to Liu Jun¡¯s words, many cadres lowered their heads.  It¡¯s really like what Liu Jun said to Zhao Jianhui, in a corner forgotten by the prosperity of the city, and there is such a group of people.  If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, how many of the people standing behind Zhao Jianhui would believe it?

    When they followed the old lady to their home in the woods at the foot of the mountain at the back of the village, Le Jing, Liu Juan and others all shed tears.

    ¡°What age is this? There are still people living in shacks made of sticks and reed mats?
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