Southeast Province is mountainous, but the road to Sangam City is flat and takes a highway. However, when you get to Xiashe Township, Ding County, Sangam City, the road is difficult to walk, and most of it is mountainous, winding, and dangerous terrain.
See flat ground.
But don't underestimate this land. It was an old revolutionary area and a famous general's land.
"It's not far away, and we're here." After driving for more than three hours, we finally arrived at Xiashe Township. Although the road from Xiashe Township to Tujia Village has been built with cement roads, it is a single-lane road.
The Land Rover I was driving was nothing, and could barely pass through this winding mountain road, but I was driving a truck, carrying cargo, so it seemed a bit difficult.
But in order to deliver the things to the left-behind elderly people as soon as possible, they decided to travel all night.
The straight-line distance from Xiashe Township to Tujia Village was only more than ten kilometers, but the car drove ricketyly and in circles, and it took more than an hour to reach Tujia Village.
When we arrived at the village, it was just as Tang Qiqi said. Once it got dark, the village was basically dark. It was rare to see anyone on the country road. Only one or two motorcycles passed by occasionally, and people on foot could hardly see.
Come on, you have to remember that New Year's Eve is only two days away at this time, and it's basically time for those who work outside to come back.
However, along the way, although some houses are well built, there are basically few people to see. There are some rice fields on both sides of the country road, but many of the fields are basically overgrown with weeds and have been abandoned.
Sangam City is actually not far from Menin City, and the economy is also good. However, as urbanization progresses in this kind of rural village, those with a little financial capacity would rather leave their hometown and go to a nearby city to buy a house and settle down, than come back again.
Those with slightly lower financial capabilities also have to go out to work. Once they get used to living in the city, they will not want to come back. Over time, small villages like Tujia Village, with inconvenient roads and far away from the city, have basically become
The dead village.
Those who are willing to stay in the village include some elderly people in their sixties or seventies who have no education or skills and cannot gain a foothold in the city. There are also some children left at home by migrant workers who go out to work for their parents.
Naturally, when the young labor force is reduced, no one will plant the fields. The old people are unwilling to move around and cannot move around. Although the whole village still has a few hundred people living in it, it is already quiet and looks desolate.
When the car passed by some houses built next to the road, occasionally one or two people with dull eyes could be seen. The old man sitting quietly at the door of the house, leaning on a cane, looked at Zhang Yang and Lao Yi curiously with his slightly dull eyes.
The two cars drove into the village with a rumble.
The Tu Dagen Tang Qiqi was talking about was the original village party secretary in the village. He had retired for more than ten years. He originally had the opportunity to follow his son to the city. However, at the beginning of last year, his son encountered a car accident in the city and died.
Tu Dagen only has one son. The son did not marry a wife, his wife passed away very early, and there is a daughter who has been married far away.
Therefore, he can only live alone in a relatively large house. Although he has some money and the government will give him some living subsidies, Tujia Village is still some distance from Xiashe Township, and the road is not easy to walk.
, so even if he has money, he can't buy anything. At the age of seventy, he still has to go to the fields to raise some rice himself.
It is said that there are many people in Tujia Village who are in a similar situation to him. Tu Dagen later thought of a way to bring some lonely elderly people into his home, and his home became a nursing home in Tujia Village. There are more than a dozen lonely elderly people there.
On weekdays, we just stay together to chat and chat when there is nothing wrong. If something happens to someone, there will still be someone to take care of them.
However, when people are together, boredom can be relieved, but the most important thing about people is their stomach. If the stomach is empty, a person is not a human being. It is a troublesome thing for a dozen old people to eat and drink. They are young
How can they do this when they are old and frail? Fortunately, sometimes the young people in the village see them as pitiful and help them out on weekdays, or Tu Dagen relies on some connections in the past to find some units to take care of them.
Tu Dagen had been a soldier in his early years and was in good health. When Zhang Yang saw him, he found that the old man was quite talkative.
As soon as they saw Zhang Yang and Tang Qiqi, they immediately greeted them with smiles.
"Xiao Tang, I finally saw you. You either send someone here or come in person every month, but I haven't seen anyone this month. I was thinking that your company must have arrived at the end of the year and there are so many orders. It's so...
I'm so busy, I didn't expect that in this busy schedule, you could still find time to come... Who is this?" Tu Dagen looked at Zhang Yang, and suddenly became curious.
"Uncle Tu, I am her boyfriend!" Zhang Yang said before Tang Qiqi. Hearing this, Tang Qiqi beside him was so anxious that he pinched his back hard and scolded in a low voice:
"You bastard, what are you talking about?"
"Boyfriend?" Tu Dagen's ears were not working well, and it was already dark at this time. Hearing this, he immediately looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, looked left and right for a long time, nodded frequently, and said in praise: "Not bad, Xiao Tang.
You have a good taste. This young man is very energetic, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Not bad, not bad. By the way, young man, what is your name?"
"Uncle, my name is Zhang Yang. I have a long bow and a great reputation." Zhang Yang replied humbly.
"What a great name, Xiao Tang. I think you are such a talented man and beautiful woman, a perfect match for each other."
Tang Qiqi looked at Zhang Yang speechlessly. It was hard for her to refute now. After all, it was Zhang Yang who brought the things here with his old ideas, and she and Zhang Yang did get off the same car, and
, this stinky guy held his hand as soon as he got out of the car. Even if Zhang Yang didn't say it, Tu Dagen wouldn't have missed it.
"Come in and sit down." Tu Dagen greeted them at the door for a short while and quickly welcomed them all in.
Lao Yi and his two men quickly moved down the entire cart full of bedding, rice, clothes, fruits, fish, etc., as well as some couplets.
In fact, the value of these things has far exceeded Tang Qiqi's previous budget by several times. It is almost enough for these old people to use them for eight years, but Zhang Yang did not mention it to Tang Qiqi.
After sitting down, Tu Dagen made them another pot of tea and had dinner together. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. They originally wanted to rush to Wu Village in Gaodeng City overnight, but they couldn't resist the efforts of the elderly in the village to stay, so they finally decided
Stay overnight in Tujia Village that night.
However, although Tu Dagen's home is large, there are already many elderly people living in it, and there are not many places for them to live. It is not known whether Tu Dagen intentionally or unintentionally allocated a separate room to Zhang Yang and Tang Qiqi.
Lao Yi and his two men were also given a room.
Zhang Yang looked at Tang Qiqi's face and was wondering if she would refuse directly. However, Tang Qiqi glanced at Zhang Yang and unexpectedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Tu."
She accepted it, which made Zhang Yang feel strange for a while.
"Why, are you scared?" Tang Qiqi took advantage of Tu Dagen not paying attention, stared at Zhang Yang and said with a smile. Although this was the first time Zhang Yang saw her smile, this smile was not funny at all.
"Afraid?" Zhang Yang glanced at her and smiled, "Let's see who is afraid of whom."
Tu Dagen's home is a three-story house. It is said that his son was quite rich in his early years. He built this house in Tujia Village more than ten years ago, probably to prevent Tang Qiqi from being wronged. Tu Dagen
He deliberately gave the best room in the house to Zhang Yang and Tang Qiqi, and also gave them two sets of thirty new beddings that Zhang Yang brought to them.
The room is on the third floor, and there is a balcony outside. The balcony is very large, and there is a wicker chair that you can lie on. There are some unknown flowers and plants planted outside the balcony, and you can smell a faint fragrance.
Although there was a hint of cold dew and frost, the air in the countryside was refreshing, far inferior to that in the city. After entering the house, Tang Qiqi closed the door without turning on the lights, and then strolled to the balcony, looking at Zhang Yang
He looked at her back and walked out.
Probably knowing that Zhang Yang would follow, Tang Qiqi put his hands on the railing of the balcony and supported his chin, looking out at the dark mountains opposite, as if talking to himself, he said lightly:
"More than ten years ago, Tu Dagen was the village party secretary of Tujia Village. His son worked in other places and was very good at making money. Their family was considered a wealthy family in Tujia Village, and it can be said that it was very prosperous... However, as Tu Dagen
After leaving office, and then his son died unexpectedly, Tu Dagen just guarded this huge house and lived alone every day. Some other left-behind elderly people were okay, at least their children were there and had some hope, but Tu Dagen was not.
There is no hope forever. His daughter married far away to a place where he didn't even know the name. As for his son, he died. For the rest of his life, he could only guard this empty house and wait until the day he died silently.
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"Why are you suddenly telling me this?" Zhang Yang followed her lead and walked to her side, smelling the faint fragrance coming from her body. He rested his elbows on the railing and supported his chin, while also staring at the dark figure in front of him.
Looking at the ferocious Aami mountains, he asked.
Tang Qiqi didn't look back, still looking ahead, ignoring Zhang Yang's question, and continued: "Actually, he also had a happy family, with a son and a daughter. At his age, he should be a grandson.
It's time to wrap your knees around and take care of yourself, but it's a pity..."
"What's a pity?" Zhang Yang turned his head, glanced at her, and asked again. Zhang Yang secretly thought to himself that if she didn't answer honestly this time, he would directly block her cherry mouth and kiss her until she
Until the answer.
"Want to know? Why don't you first guess what I will do when you and I sleep in the same room at night?" Tang Qiqi said with a smile.
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