Yuelong Mountain is the largest primitive mountain range in Dongjiang Province.
Due to its remoteness and special location, it has not been developed.
Zhangjiacun is in this position, with Yuelong Mountain at its back. All the people in the village have the surname Zhang, and almost all of them are related to each other.
The village mainly grows fruits and vegetables. It used to be possible to go hunting in the mountains, but it is not allowed now.
Two days ago, he was discharged directly from the hospital despite the doctor's advice.
After being discharged from the hospital, I said goodbye to the bustling city where I had stayed for four years and returned to this ordinary mountain village.
I was very excited along the way.
I am more confident about the prospects of returning to the village this time.
Everything was not a dream, that magical space could not only store items, but also allow his body to enter it.
The water in the space is very magical. Drinking it can not only strengthen your body, but also has a ripening effect on plants.
He still remembered the first time he was curious, so he took an apple and threw it in. When he took it out again, the whole apple became different.
It tastes more delicious. Although it's not a big change, it does change.
In order to prove that this was not his own psychological effect, he deliberately threw the apple into the water and washed it.
This time he was convinced that the apples washed with space water had indeed undergone tremendous changes. Not only did they become more delicious, but even the peel became shiny and translucent.
As for other uses of space, he has not tested them yet, but these few will be of great help to his future development.
At this time, Zhang Shengli was walking on the mountain road leading to the village with his bag on his back, greeting acquaintances along the way.
"Sheng Li, are you on vacation?"
"Yes, Fourth Aunt, is Fourth Uncle's health okay now?"
"What's good? It's still the same. By the way, your parents just came back from the mountains. They probably just got home now."
"Okay Fourth Aunt, I will go back first and then visit you and Fourth Uncle tomorrow."
He never stopped along the way and greeted everyone he saw.
He is the only college student in the village. In rural areas, college students are rare, so we are all familiar with him.
There are two rough houses, two floors above and below, and a small courtyard. From the outside, you can clearly see everything in the courtyard.
The courtyard in front of me is Zhang Shengli's home.
In the courtyard, his father Zhang Xinqiang was sitting on a small bench weaving bamboo baskets, holding a cigarette rolled out of newspaper in his mouth.
"Dad, I'm back."
Pushing open the courtyard door, Zhang Shengli called out to his father.
When Father Zhang heard this familiar voice, his face lit up, he put down what he was doing and smiled at his son.
"After riding in the car all day, you should be hungry. Your mother is cooking for you."
Mother Zhang, who heard the sound, also walked out of the kitchen at this time, with an apron tied around her waist and wet stains on her hands.
"Mom, what are you cooking for? I'll help you."
Zhang Shengli casually placed the bag on his shoulder on the chair in the living room and followed Zhang's mother into the kitchen.
There is a stove that can light a fire on one side and cook on the other side. There is a gas stove that is not commonly used next to the kitchen door.
The whole kitchen gave people a crowded feeling, and Zhang Shengli, who was 1.8 meters tall, had to lower his head when he entered.
"I just came back, just go and have a rest!"
Zhang's mother smiled happily. She hadn't seen her for several months and she was still an only child. She wished that her child would do nothing.
"I'm not tired! I slept in the car all day!"
Zhang Shengli quickly filled the materials and started the fire.
"Dad, hasn't the orchard on the hill behind our house been abandoned for several years?"
While the atmosphere was still good, Zhang Shengli said, "I have nothing to do now that I have graduated. Can you give me that piece of land?"
Father Zhang, who was weaving bamboo baskets in the yard, was silent for a while while listening to the words coming from the kitchen.
"That orchard has no one to take care of it, and it has stopped bearing fruit for a long time." At this point, Zhang's father stopped what he was doing, took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and asked: "Are you really planning to farm at home?
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"Dad, didn't I say that on the phone? Times are different now, and you can make a lot of money by farming."
Zhang Shengli came up with a set of words he had prepared a long time ago, "For example, one of my classmates, his family is a farmer, and his family property is tens of millions. When he graduates this time, he will inherit his father's business and follow his family."
Farm."
Mother Zhang was chopping vegetables and didn't speak. She only looked at Father Zhang in the yard from the corner of her eyes.
Father Zhang didn't speak for a long time, while twisting the newspaper and filling it with tobacco bit by bit.
After a long time, until he finished rolling a cigarette, he said: "I know I can't persuade you. Now that you have decided, I will take you to see it tomorrow."
Seeing that his father agreed, Zhang Shengli breathed a sigh of relief.
"No need, I can just go by myself. It's not like I don't know where it is?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Zhang's mother smiled and asked: "Shengli, didn't you say that you had a girlfriend in college? Why didn't you bring her back this time?"
"Mom, we split up!"
The smile on Zhang's mother's face disappeared.
"Let's split it up. If someone doesn't like us, we can't like her."
Father Zhang listened to the conversation between mother and son, smoking one cigarette after another, and soon the cigarette bottomed out.
He knew his own situation, and he didn't blame the other girl.
Not to mention a college student, even a girl from an ordinary family would not be willing to marry her after knowing her family's situation.
Soon, the meal was ready. It was not a sumptuous meal, just a few home-cooked dishes, but today there was an extra plate of wild vegetables.
During the meal, the family of three ate in silence. No one took the initiative to speak. The atmosphere was very dull, and everyone seemed to be thinking about something.
Finally, Zhang Shengli couldn't help it anymore, forced a smile and said, "By the way, some of my classmates brought you some gifts, I will give them to you right now."
With that said, he picked up his bag and ran upstairs.
"Oh, take it after you finish eating!" Mother Zhang looked at Zhang Shengli who hurriedly ran upstairs, and laughed and cursed: "This kid!"
Soon, Zhang Shengli went downstairs again, but this time he had some large and small packages of gifts in his hands.
They are not very precious, they are just daily necessities.
Seeing his son carrying a large bag of daily necessities in his hand, the elder brother didn't think much about it.
How can a small bag hold so many things?
"Dad, this is yours!"
Zhang Shengli took out two cigarettes and two bottles of wine.
"My classmate knows that you like to drink, so he asked me to bring back two bottles!"
Looking at the exquisitely packaged tobacco and alcohol, Zhang’s father subconsciously asked, “Isn’t this cheap?”
"Not much money!" Zhang Shengli said as he handed the remaining things to his mother.
"Besides, to the three of them, this is just small money. If they are not allowed to give it away, they will be angry."
After hearing what his son said, Father Zhang accepted it with peace of mind.
But he still said: "You can't just take advantage of others, but also give something back to them?"
"Dad, don't worry, I've already given it away."
Seeing his father like this, Zhang Shengli felt uncomfortable.
"Shengli, what is this? Why is it all in foreign language?"
At this time, Zhang's mother took out a box of cosmetics and looked at a series of English words on it. She turned over and over again but couldn't figure out what it was.
"This is cosmetics. When applied on the face, it can make people's skin better."
"That's it? Can it make people's skin better?" Mother Zhang obviously didn't believe it, but she still touched her wrinkled face.
Seeing Zhang Shengli here, I felt inexplicably sad.