Wang Ke returned to the room where he lived from the dining room, opened the empty shell box, and took out the seven letters that Gu Maolin brought back at noon.
These seven letters still came from four directions: parents, Wu Xiangyu, Ye Qianpian, and the unknown female middle school student in Baocheng No. 1 Middle School. Except for one letter from my parents at home, there are two letters from each of the other three directions.
Wang Ke was almost going crazy. The more Pandora's box appeared, the more he wanted to open it.
Who is she in Baocheng No. 1 Middle School? As of this time, I have received nearly ten letters from her, but I don’t even know who she is. Perhaps her persistence is her belief in working hard, and her belief supports her persistence.
She may have never wanted herself to reply to the letter, but with this one-way, non-returning touch, she comforted and comforted her "beating" heart, stimulating and exploring her feelings for her brother who was a soldier far away. ?
Wang Ke can now determine with certainty that this is a little girl, a girl who deeply suppresses her emotions, a girl who is preparing to take the resumption of the college entrance examination. He expected that she would leave a name in this letter, even if it was just a reminder.
Wang Ke hurriedly tore open her two letters at the same time. First, he quickly looked at the signature at the end of the letter. It still said "well-known but not recognized." Then he looked at the content of the letter, and there was still no trace of it.
Wait until one day, you stand in front of me and see if I don't slap you.
Wang Ke continued to open letters. He looked at the postmark and opened Ye Xianqian's latest letter first. This is because Wang Ke urgently needs to know that she and Professor Wen returned to Jinmen University to apply for the expansion of the Nanshao Village archaeological project. Professor Wen will not reveal these things to himself.
Wang Ke was stunned when he opened the first sentence of the letter.
My brother Bing, let me tell you some good news. Today the school has approved my transfer to the Department of Archeology. After agreeing to Teacher Wen's expanded archaeological plan, we will set off the day after tomorrow and drive back. Are you still in Nanshao Village?
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After a rough look, Wang Ke secretly shouted, it's over, it's over, this girl's ghost is still lingering, Nanshao Village is only more than ten kilometers away from here, if she knew that he was in the apple orchard, he might come to pester him every three days. We are leaving the day after tomorrow. If we see her at her godfather Dong Pianfang's house, we must talk to him well and persuade her to accept Platoon Leader Yanjiao's pursuit!
Wang Ke didn't know yet that Professor Wen was staring at him again. If he knew that Professor Wen had once again seconded him to the archaeological team through Jinmen University, he would go crazy on the spot.
Wang Ke quickly put the letters away. He stopped reading the letters from home and Wu Xiangyu's letters for the time being. He wanted to wait until his mood calmed down before reading them again, especially Wu Xiangyu. She wouldn't bring such a messy psychological impact to him again, would she?
The work on the second day went very smoothly. Song Ruimin was fully able to take charge of his own role. He calculated the soldiers and commanded the other four soldiers to spin rapidly like tops. In one day, I completed the measurement and planning of more than 20 acres of land. According to this progress, the business trip can be completed in two months at most.
Because the next day was Sunday, Wang Ke finished the class meeting that night and arranged the work in the class. Then he went next door and found Section Chief Chang Gaofeng to ask for a leave.
Early on Sunday morning, Wang Ke didn't even eat breakfast and went out wearing a shirt, a straw hat, a satchel and a water bottle. In the satchel were two bottles of liquor that I had bought a long time ago, as well as two steamed buns made yesterday. Carrying on the other shoulder was a dung basket borrowed from Uncle Liu. He had to go to the kang house in the village to buy twenty newly hatched chicks and give them to his godmother.
Everything went smoothly. Wang Ke put clothes on top of the dung basket and hit the road wearing only a hurdle vest.
Wang Ke planned to spend three hours on the ten-kilometer journey to reach Nanshao Village at eight in the morning, so that he could help his godfather Dong Pianfang do some farm work.
The chickens placed in the dung basket were chirping. Along the way, villagers riding bicycles and carrying large and small bags passed by from time to time. I don’t know where there is another market today.
The closer he got to Nanshao Village, the more excited Wang Ke became.
It can no longer be seen that this place has been ravaged by floods. There are patches of green on both sides of the road, and I don’t know who grew the rapeseed. At this time, a large area of golden rapeseed flowers swayed in the wind in the rising sun, exuding bursts of fragrance.
Over the hillside, you will find Nanshao Village.
Most of the families in the village have already built new houses, some of which are already sending out smoke, and most of the houses have not yet had time to dismantle their structures. Standing on the hillside and looking towards the village, judging from the prototype that has been built, it is almost the same intervals, the same orientation, and the same layout. The straight streets, three horizontally and two vertically, are like a tic-tac-toe chessboard, embedded in the whole village, making the whole village more orderly.
This in itself is a rich new country print!
Wang Ke carried the basket and quickly walked down the hillside into the village. Because I came so early, not many people were familiar with me. If I hadn't done the surveying and mapping by myself, I would hardly have recognized my godfather Dong Pianfang's home. After the road was straightened, the entire courtyard was moved three meters north.
Standing in front of the small courtyard door, Wang Ke looked at it carefully.
The gates and walls of the small courtyard are more beautiful than before. Together with the two-story building, they are all made of red bricks with white brick seams. The only remaining fruit-bearing pear tree still stands upright in the southeast corner of the small courtyard. On the west side of the small courtyard, there are a row of five pear trees. On the east side, there is still a donkey pen, with more than a dozen donkeys roaming in it. , a covered toilet and a pigsty were built on the southeast side.
Since the house was moved to the second floor, when Wang Ke entered the yard, he was surprised to find that the entire first floor, except for a kitchen, had been transformed into Dong Pianfang's studio. There is a plaque hanging on the door of the main hall with the words "Convenience Clinic" written on it.
The door was open and Wang Ke strolled in. The smell of lime from a new house floated in the house. He placed the basket of chickens at the door, took out the two bottles of wine from his shoulder bag, and placed them on the table with his own water bottle and straw hat. Looking at the room again, the pharmacy and small cabinets are larger than before. In this 150-square-meter main hall, there is a heavy desk on one side and a diagnosis and treatment bed. There was a door curtain inside. I walked over and opened the curtain and looked inside. There were two observation beds.
But where have the people gone?
"Godfather, godfather!" Wang Ke shouted, but no one in the entire courtyard responded.
Wang Ke walked to the entrance of the courtyard, put up the baffle under the courtyard door, and released the more than 20 chicks he had brought. Then he came to the kitchen, looked at the water tank, turned around, walked to the newly dug well, and started to press the water. He carried buckets of water into the kitchen and poured it into a vat. Finally, he stirred the water a few times with alum placed on one side of the stove and began to clarify the well water.
After fetching water, Wang Ke walked to the yard, found a broom and started to tidy up the entire yard. He even asked him to clean the donkey pen, but the godfather's family still didn't come back.
Did they go to the ground?
Godfather Dong Pianfang's family has five pieces of land, two pieces each in the south and east of the village, and one piece in the north of the village. It's really like going to the ground, so you have to look for it. But Wang Ke saw that all kinds of farm tools were at home, and knowing that he was coming today, it was impossible to go to the fields in the morning.
There wasn't much work to do, so I just wandered around the yard and looked there.
It wasn't until after nine o'clock that I heard footsteps coming from the door of the courtyard.
Wang Ke thought his godfather was back, so he quickly stood up and came out to greet him. The person who walked in through the courtyard gate was the old village chief.
"Hey, squad leader Xiao Wang, when did you arrive?" As soon as the village chief saw Wang Ke, he immediately stepped forward and took his hand. The separation lasted only a few days, but it felt like several years.
"Hello, village chief!"
"Where is your godfather? He hasn't come back?"
"No, I don't know where you went?"
"They are at the primary school, picking up Professor Wen. Yesterday they called the village and said they set off at midnight. They arrived early this morning and they must still be there."
Wang Ke was a little confused. When Professor Wen came, there was no need for the whole family to pick him up in a grand manner! Oh, I understand, godfather Dong Pianfang wants to invite them to his home for dinner.
"Village chief, sit here while I go take a look."
"Don't look anymore. Mom and dad will be back soon. Wang Ke, come and help me." Cuilan pushed a bicycle at the door. In the panniers on both sides, one side contained vegetables and the other contained three piglets. She just came back from the market.
"Sister Cuilan, you are celebrating the New Year today and have to buy so many vegetables." Wang Ke asked while helping to unload the truck.
"Today is more important than the Chinese New Year. Village chief, please come over at noon," Cuilan said.
The old village chief also helped carry the groceries he bought into the house. He said, "I won't come over because I'm too busy. Professor Wen will come later. I'll just say a few words and leave. My house is not as good as yours." Come on, I just finished today, and I still need to decorate, plaster, and tidy up the yard. Hey, where did you buy so many chicks?"
Cuilan heard the sound and stretched her head to look into the yard. Sure enough, there were more than 20 chicks, "chirping" and looking for food in the yard.
"I bought it in the village over the apple orchard." Wang Ke explained.
"That's great. I have no time to go to the market today. I must go to the next market to catch two piglets and buy some chickens."
Wang Ke picked up the three piglets and walked towards the newly built pigsty. Then he jumped into the pigsty, untied the struggling piglets and released them.
"I originally wanted to buy two sheep, but I can't fit them in. Let's wait until next time. The village chief and Wang Ke go inside to drink water." Cuilan moved the bicycle into the yard and greeted them quickly.
"Squad leader Xiao Wang, when will your water conservancy project be completed?" the village chief asked.
"It is estimated that it will take another two months."
"If you have time and are not too busy, come back and give us some instructions someday. Some places are still not confidential. We plan to start the reservoir construction in half a month," the village chief said.
"Village chief, there's no problem. I'll bring someone here in half a month, and he can only work for half a day." Wang Ke thought for a moment, and he might have to move again in half a month, probably to the north of the Juma River, so he said.
This was a hearty voice, coming from outside the yard: "Village Chief, it's okay. He will not leave after coming for half a month. The village can use him for half a year."
Everyone looked towards the entrance of the hospital, and walking in front was their godfather Dong Pianfang, who was carrying a bedroll. The person beside him was Professor Wen who was speaking, and behind him were Dong Pianfang's wife and Ye Pianpian.
Ye Qianqian was still carrying a box in his hand. When he saw Wang Ke, he immediately pouted and tightened his face.
The aunt was angry.
