Vol 2 Chapter 61: Passed

The word road has too many meanings. △↗Top apex novel, x.

For Feng Yiping when he was a child, he knew that along the road in front of the school, more than a dozen miles away is the grandmother’s house, more than 30 miles away is the town, more than 100 miles away is the county, and more than 300 miles away. Outside is the city, and further up, four hundred miles away, five hundred miles away, to him, that is the world.

For the current Fengjiachong villagers, the lack of access is a sign of poor or rich. Listening to those who live on the highway, or the roads that have been built in the village long ago, they said when they came to the village, "Oh, it’s better for you. Living on the roadside is also annoying. Those cars on the road are also in the middle of the night. Don’t stop, the troubles will start early in the morning."

They are not stupid, they can hear the show off and superiority in that sentence.

After the start of construction in the summer, under the leadership of the fourth uncle, the villagers who remained in the village were all old villagers. They only hired a small amount of construction machinery. Those who could dig with a **** were digging with a hoe. They are all picking away basket by basket.

After the prototype was repaired, the leveling work was also done with the earth method. The stone roller was pulled by the bull and rolled over and over again. Of course, before laying the cement, you still have to ask the roller to press it.

Maybe it was God's favor. Since the start of construction, there has not been heavy rain or a major safety accident. At the beginning of the winter, a brand new concrete road was finally completed.

After removing the mulch and the straw mats, the smooth concrete pavement exuded a silver-gray light. The men, women and children at home dragged their children and daughters along the new road with a smile like a holiday.

The fourth uncle happily called Feng Zhenchang, "The road is open in advance, and everyone has decided that the first car to pass this new road can only be your home, the other side of the road now. We are all blocked by shelves, Come back soon!"

Feng Zhenchang was very excited to receive such an honor. After putting down the phone, he couldn't speak for a long time.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Mei Qiuping asked him.

Hearing what he said, Mei Qiuping was the same as him. After a short loss of consciousness, this kind of treatment surpassed their simple thoughts of returning to the hometown. The countryside said that people live a face and a tree a bark. Such an arrangement is a great recognition for them.

"Don't froze, call Yiping as soon as possible. I will speak to Yuxuan on Saturday tomorrow." Mei Qiuping's voice was a little sharp when she said this.

Therefore, it is rare that when it is not the Spring Festival, the Feng family of four set out on the way back to their hometown.

They rushed to Meijiawan in the next five. Needless to say, the excitement at night. Uncle and Uncle's noodle factories are getting more and more prosperous. Now the second uncle is in charge of a brick factory in the town, and has recruited more than a dozen people in Yanli. This month, he will go to work in the factory. In another cabinet factory, their family is also a major shareholder, a member of Meijiawan. Treating them is no longer treating ordinary son-in-laws and married girls.

They were very upset about eating this meal, and they were often interrupted by someone coming in, but Feng Yiping found out. Whether it's father or mother, they seem to enjoy the interruption like this.

Mei Qiuping and Feng Zhenchang said all night that they must let Mei Jianzhong go up with them tomorrow, and parents must share such happy things with their children.

The next day was a good day, and the sun came out early in the morning, adding warmth to this cold winter.

After having breakfast in Meijiawan, Feng Zhenchang was in front and Feng Yiping was behind. It took less than 20 minutes to drive to the intersection of the road in the village.

The fourth uncle took a few elders from the village, mainly older, who were sitting on the wooden railing at the intersection, smoking and waiting.

There was no ritual of vain heads and brains, everyone greeted for a while, Feng Zhenchang invited the old people into the car, the fourth uncle hung a prepared red silk on the front of Feng Zhenchang's car, and then lit a firecracker. Two cars Slowly drove towards the village.

Some people in the village also came out to watch the excitement, a little disdainful, and a little envious. They have lived by the highway for many years, but their road is still a mechanical farm road, and Feng Jiachong’s one is 15 cm thick cement road.

In my hometown in winter, dim yellow is still the main color. The wheat on both sides of the road and the tea trees on the ground are rare green. On the tall paulownia trees in front of the house and behind, there is no leaf, and the bird's nest on the tree. , Is especially eye-catching. There is not much water in the small river beside the field, and the banks of the river are full of withered grass. Several chickens are pecking grass seeds in it...

In short, this is a very primitive countryside, a very ordinary winter day, but now, because of the silver-gray road by the village and the two cars on the road, this remote and backward countryside has added a lot of influence. Less modern colors.

A few dogs, with their tails curled up, kept running behind the car. In the houses on the roadside and the people resting at home, they all moved their stools and sat in front of the door, watching them come, whether they were old people or children. I stood up and greeted them loudly.

On both sides of the pass at the back of the village, there are sloping fields that can be seen from a long distance. The hills on both sides are full of people. When the car passed through the pass, there were loud noises on both sides. This is cheers for finally getting through.

Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping, wearing the clothes they usually wear, got out of the car. Feng Yuxuan originally said that they would wear the best clothes back. They were opposed by their parents. No matter when, they were Feng Jiachong’s people. They went back to Feng Jiachong. It's going home, not with relatives. It can't be like the original folks, like people in two worlds.

The two of them are almost a hundred years old together. Now facing these people, they are a little blushing and a little cramped, but they adapt in a while, carrying their bags, and greeting the old people one by one while smoking.

Sitting on both sides of the hillside ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are some elderly people who are also the heroes of this road. Most of them have gray hair and wear blue and black Chinese tunic suits, and ten have Eight, Qiuyi's collars are all torn. They have been working under the sun for many years. They have a dark complexion and wrinkles on their foreheads. In Feng Yiping's eyes, they are the cleanest.

At this time, most of the old people hugged their knees and looked at the road and the cars on the road with a smile.

This smile is definitely from the heart, first from the eyes, and then stretched to the face.

After going through the vicissitudes of life, their eyes are so clear at this time, like a baby in a swaddling, the smile on their faces is so innocent and full, without a trace of impurities.

Such a look and a smile are very infectious, and Feng Yiping's eyes are a little moist.

For high-grade wedding events in the rural areas, seats are usually taken, and today is no exception. At noon, dozens of tables were placed on the sun-dried farm in front of the village and on the playground of the village elementary school. The village killed two pigs and made several tofu. , Plus some vegetables picked in the vegetable garden, the variety is not many, but the portion is very large, the wine is not a good wine, mainly old rice wine, the degree is not high, even so, I have not been drunk for a long time Feng Zhenchang was in a mess again today. (To be continued...)