According to the agreement, Zhang Jiaqiang is now ready for construction.
However, there are no funds on hand at the moment, and there is no planning or design, so we have to wait for the follow-up steps to be in place before construction can begin.
When we returned to the village, it was already past noon.
In just one day, the village has already changed a lot.
The old well at the entrance of the village, which was once crowded with people, has become very deserted.
The adults who lined up in a long line to fetch water disappeared, leaving only a few naked children laughing and playing in the water.
You can faintly hear bursts of popping noises in the distance, which are villagers using water pumps to irrigate crops.
Occasionally, laughter and laughter come from the mountains and forests, mixed with the chirping of insects and birds, the mountain breeze and the waves of the forest, telling the happiness in my heart.
According to Zhang Jiaqiang, the mountains here are densely forested and the cultivated land is scarce, making it no longer suitable to feed so many villagers.
If they want to live a better life, most villagers should migrate to the plains or to the foot of the mountains.
However, in the minds of the villagers, the words "it is difficult to leave the homeland" have been deeply rooted and difficult to change.
The only way to change them is to plant new ideas in their heads, which starts with letting the outside world in.
So on the way back, Zhang Jiaqiang made a special turn to buy a projector, a video recorder, an amplifier, a video tape, and a bunch of other things.
He planned to arrange for Xiao Zhen to play videos in the village compound from now on, allowing villagers to understand the outside world from different angles.
As soon as the hungry Zhang Jiaqiang entered the courtyard, a little man came towards him.
Zhou Xiaomeng pouted and twisted her waist in an exaggerated way, as if she was filled with anger, she rammed towards Zhang Jiaqiang.
Zhang Jiaqiang bent down and held her shoulders, squatted down and asked, "Baby girl, who messed with you?"
Zhou Xiaomeng shook her shoulders and pushed forward hard, but she was not as strong as Zhang Jiaqiang, so she just tossed around in vain and held her breath in her mouth.
After struggling for a while and losing strength, the little girl sobbed and said, "Godmother, godmother, she is jealous of me!"
"Oh, how could she be jealous of you?"
"She thinks I'm prettier than her, so she calls me shit..."
Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Mengmeng, you are running around again and you don't have a long memory!"
Ye Xiumei chased out from inside and saw the scene of father and daughter pushing the cow.
"You're back. I thought you forgot about your home every night!"
Zhang Jiaqiang knew what she was implying, and he felt no guilt anyway, so he casually picked up his daughter and walked inside.
"Is dinner ready? I'm hungry!"
Ye Xiumei rolled her eyes at him, with a hint of distress on her face, and her tone became much softer.
"The meal is ready. If you come a little later, there will only be vegetable soup left!"
Lunch was a home-cooked meal in the village. There was no big fish or meat and delicacies from the mountains and seas. It was all the produce from the fields, but what Zhang Jiaqiang ate was very delicious.
After a full meal, while everyone at home was there, he talked about the next arrangements.
"I have a lot of work to arrange at hand, and I plan to move to the city tomorrow!"
No one had any objections to his work arrangements.
But her parents planned to stay with grandma in the mountains. She was getting older and there was no one around to take care of her.
Ye Xiumei also planned to stay with the little girl and wait until Zhang Jiaqiang left Longcheng before leaving the mountain.
Zhang Jiaqiang also said that he planned to arrange for his grandma to undergo cataract surgery.
Since there are relatively few medical resources in Longcheng, he has contacted Liu Yunxia, the surgeon who performed the surgery on Zhou Xiaomeng.
The other party agreed immediately and ensured that the arrangements would be made.
Now it's just a matter of who goes with grandma.
After some discussion, the parents decided that they couldn't hold off grandma's eyes any longer, so they decided to go with her.
After the operation, he will be taken back to his old house in Luonan to rest for a while, and then he will consider whether to send him back to Wangjiacun after next spring.
Erya happened to follow and waited directly for the start of school.
As the granddaughter-in-law, Ye Xiumei wanted to take care of her grandma, but Zhang Jiaqiang stopped her. She had to take the little girl with her, so she had to stay with him.
The entire village is left to my uncle's family and cousin Xiao Zhen.
The construction team contacted by Zhang Jiaqiang will soon be able to enter the mountain for inspection, and there will be enough work for their family in the back.
After everything was arranged, Zhang Jiaqiang walked out of the room after eating and drinking, planning to let Xiao Zhen take him to Laojun Temple to have another look.
He also had an idea to connect the village to Calabash Valley by using hands and feet from the cliff, so that the village would have a shortcut to the outside world.
The two walked into the courtyard and met Bao'er returning from the village headquarters.
She has washed away her beauty, changed out of her gorgeous clothes, and turned into an extremely pure village girl. Anyone who sees her can't help but look at her more.
The word heroine flashed into Zhang Jiaqiang's mind instantly.
The heroine of the upcoming TV series must be her. If this image is abandoned again, it will inevitably arouse the sympathy and indignation of many viewers. It is so perfect.
Bao'er was shocked when she saw Zhang Jiaqiang, her face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and her toes almost dug through the soles of her shoes.
After a while, he shyly called Brother Jiaqiang!
Zhang Jiaqiang showed displeasure on his face. It was a chance meeting, so why did he use such an intimate title?
"Ahem, Miss Bao'er, from now on you can call me by my name, or boss, brother Jia Qiang..."
Bao'er was suddenly shocked, with a look of inferiority on his face, and said in a panic, "Then I'll call you brother-in-law!"
"Pfft..." Zhang Jiaqiang almost choked, where did brother-in-law come from?
Xiao Zhen next to him chuckled, "Jia Qiang, it doesn't matter if she calls you brother or brother-in-law, it's all right. Don't you know? This morning my aunt and uncle recognized her as their goddaughter, and her younger siblings also recognized her." Sister, what do you think she would call you if she didn’t call you brother-in-law?”
Don’t you remember the rise of professing marriage in the 1990s?
Zhang Jiaqiang scratched his head and went out, got in the car and went straight to Laojun Temple.
The last time I came here was late at night, so I didn’t take a close look at the surrounding environment. This time in broad daylight, I could see the entire Laojun Temple.
I saw a mountain ridge in the distance at the end of the mountain road, surrounded by lush forests. Only the ridge and a large open space of several hundred acres in front were barren, as if there was a piece of scabies on my head. It was very ugly.
On a bare mountain ridge, a dilapidated small temple stands there, as if it will be blown down by the mountain wind at any time.
Xiao Wu parked the car under the ridge.
Zhang Jiaqiang and Xiao Zhen climbed up the mountain ridge on foot.
Xiao Zhen said, "Speaking of which, I also have an impression. Looking south from Laojun Temple, there is indeed a gourd-shaped valley. It should be the land you bought!"
Zhang Jiaqiang kicked the pebbles under his feet and said, "There is no grass growing in this place. What is going on? Is there anything the village can say?"
Encountering a high hurdle ahead, Xiao Zhen jumped up lightly and twisted around to pull Zhang Jiaqiang.
"What else could it be for? It's a drought. It's a wind here, and the soil has been blown away. All that's left is sand and stones. All that can grow is moss, and there's not even a single blade of grass left!"
Zhang Jiaqiang felt that this was not the reason, so he didn't need to pull him, and he lightly jumped onto the high ridge.
The dilapidated Laojun Temple is built on this high ridge. From a distance, it still looks like a temple, but from a closer look, you can only see a pile of broken bricks and the foundation of the temple.
This is already the highest point. A gust of mountain wind blows in our face. Standing on the edge of the cliff, we can see a gourd-shaped valley in the distance.
Yes, that's the valley down here!
