In the blink of an eye, two days flew by.
Early that morning, just after dawn, many villagers from Yongquan Village came to the entrance of the village one after another. Today is the day for the Diaozhuang immigrants to set out. There are a total of eight Diaozhuang immigrant households setting off this time. The extra one Huzheng is the village party secretary Ma Huashui and his second son Ma Debao.
"Set off!"
Facing the morning sun, with ardent expectations and the blessings of the villagers, Li Jie waved his hand and took the lead.
"Call Uncle Shui! Come on!"
"Daddy, you must come home often."
"Shui Wang's father (Li Dayou), be careful along the way and remember to send a message back!"
"We'll see each other again, and we'll have a long journey ahead of us. See you again soon!" (Principal Bai)
Suddenly, the melodious sound of the accordion sounded, the morning sun rose, and a melodious and plaintive farewell resounded across the lonely land.
When the people walking forward heard this classic farewell song, their movements suddenly stopped. They knew without looking back that the performer of this song must be the supporting teacher at that time and now Principal Bai.
Because I visited Yongquan Village several times, only Principal Bai had a new gadget like the accordion at home, and only Principal Bai from all over the country could play the accordion.
This song "Farewell", which is full of parting sadness, was also taught to them by Principal Bai.
In the past, whenever students dropped out of school and went out to work, villagers could always see Principal Bai sitting on the stone in front of the village entrance, or on the high slope behind the village, or sitting at the door of the yard, or sitting on the earthen wall. In classrooms.
No matter where Principal Bai sits, there is always a weathered accordion on his chest, and the same song is performed every time - Farewell.
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Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
The evening breeze carries the faint sound of the willow flute, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
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Yongquan Village is located on the Loess Plateau, with deep mountains and ravines, and traffic congestion. There are no roads for cars to drive here, only a winding path. Most of the villagers rely on their legs to go out. The family conditions For those who are slightly better, they may purchase an old-fashioned 28-inch bumper.
However, due to the undulating terrain of the accessory, many places cannot be passed directly by bicycle, and most of the time you have to push a cart.
Therefore, even those who have enough money to buy a bicycle will not spend one or two hundred to buy a bicycle that is difficult to use.
This time everyone still chose the oldest mode of transportation - walking.
The villagers were walking on the rugged mountain road carrying large and small bags. In the middle of the team was a gray-black flatbed truck filled with pots and pans, velvet quilts, mosquito nets and other daily necessities. .
Villagers who have experienced Diaozhuang all know that there is a huge temperature difference between day and night in Yuquanying. Even in the summer, you have to cover yourself with a quilt at night, otherwise you will definitely be woken up by the cold at one or two in the morning.
Halfway through the journey, Shui Wang approached Ma Defu and reached out to hold the handle of the flatbed truck as he spoke.
"Brother Defu, you've been pushing for this for so long, let's exchange it."
Ma Defu smiled and shook his head, refusing: "No, no, it's nothing!"
Shui Wang said reluctantly: "Brother Defu, please don't be polite to me. Look at the sweat on your head. Let's exchange foreheads."
On the other side, Li Dayou couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction when he saw his son's actions, and then greeted Ma Defu.
"Yes, Defu, you have pushed all the way and are tired, so let Shui Wang push. This kid has nothing but strength."
In the end, Ma Defu still couldn't defeat Shui Wang and Li Dayou and handed over the handle.
About an hour and a half later, the villagers from Yongquan Village arrived in the town. They would get on the shuttle bus to the county seat. After arriving at Haiji County and meeting Zhang Shucheng, the group would embark on the journey again and transfer to Si. The Yuquanying Development Zone is a hundred miles away.
Originally, there was no shuttle bus directly to Yuquanying Development Zone in Haiji County, but in order to solve the remaining problems of Diaozhuang immigration as soon as possible, the official chartered a special bus to go directly to Yuquanying.
Because of this, the immigrants in Yongquan Village no longer have to experience a journey of changing trains in many places.
Called Shuixiang, where the shuttle bus stopped, Shui Wang panted and parked the cart. Although the road behind was a relatively flat dirt road, he was still a minor after all, and his strength was not as strong as an adult after all. After pushing the cart for half an hour, Shui Wang Wang only felt that the two arms in his hands were no longer his.
After parking the car, Shui Wang bared his teeth and rubbed his sore arms.
"How about it, don't worry about it?"
Li Jie walked to the cart and glanced at Shui Wang, who was grinning and gasping for air.
To be fair, this guy's performance today impressed Li Jie a bit. You must know that there is a lot of stuff on this cart. At a rough calculation, it weighs two to three hundred kilograms.
It is very rare for a half-year-old child to push for such a long time. What is even more commendable is that this kid did not complain or complain about being tired. He just pushed it to the destination.
Shui Wang smiled naively: "Uncle, it's nothing to do. It's nothing to do. I'm just a little tired. Just take a rest."
During the conversation, Li Dayou walked up to his son with a smile and patted his head.
"Boy, you did well today. I'll give you a chicken drumstick for lunch!"
beep!
beep!
beep!
At this moment, a sound of car horns suddenly came from the distance, and following the sound, a red and white passenger car drove slowly.
Seeing that the bus was about to arrive, Ma Huashui quickly greeted him.
"Dad, uncle Dayou, uncle Wuquan, the car is coming, the car is coming, the car is coming!"
Crash.
As soon as the words fell, the villagers immediately stopped their discussion, and all looked at the bus approaching in the distance.
Li Dayou glanced at the bus and asked Ma Defu with confusion.
"Eh? Defu, are you sure it's this car? Why is this not the same car as the one we made last time?"
Ma Defu nodded and said, "Yes, yes, this car was just replaced a few days ago."
Seeing that the others were motionless, Li Jie waved his hand and shouted.
"Don't look at it, don't look at it, and hurry up and pack your things!"
For a moment, the other villagers ignored their doubts and began to hurriedly pack up their things, especially those on the cart, which contained the 'valuable' belongings of each family. In case they were mistaken or misplaced, Lost it, but there is no second copy.
"Shuiwang, hurry, hurry, hurry, follow me to get something."
"San'er, San'er, is this basin yours?"
"Uncle Wuquan, you picked up the wrong shoe. You picked up the wrong shoe. Those cotton shoes are from the E family."
"What's yours? Open your eyes and see clearly. What's written here? It's specially written on the soles of your feet!"
