"Fei (sleep) okay?"
"Ah, uncle, why did you get up so early?"
"Hi! Well (I) was afraid that you would leave early, so I picked some vegetables to take back to you."
"Ah, uncle, you haven't had a good rest after going back and forth this night, and you are worried about me. I will get the money for you later."
"Oh, I don't dare to give you money. These are all garden vegetables. The vegetable seller won't take them. You can't sell them if you don't take them. Except for Emeng (we), we eat them ourselves. If they are spoiled, we have to throw them away."
"That won't work. My nephew can make money now." Yang Liufang said confidently.
"It's just, uncle, what is a ban on gardening?"
"Oh, this season of fruits and vegetables is over. Next, we will plant winter vegetables such as cabbage, spinach and radishes."
"Oh." Yang Liufang understood. After washing up, I returned to the shack, took out two yuan and gave it to the vegetable farmer uncle, telling him to accept it. The two argued for a long time, but the uncle couldn't resist, so he had to take a symbolic one yuan. When he was about to leave, there were many and heavy goods and vegetables, so Yang Liufang had to ask his uncle to help him move the goods and vegetables to the roadside so that he could stop the car. The uncle was happy to oblige. The two of them finished the move in three trips and waited on the side of the road for the car bound for the oil field.
Not long after, a military truck drove up and stopped in front of them. The driver stuck his head out and saw a familiar face with sharp edges. It was his soldier brother Qin Jiajun who had hitchhiked with him twice. Qin Jiajun was also surprised to see him. He opened the door and got out of the car while talking.
"Xiao Yang, I saw someone like you from afar, but I didn't expect it was really you."
"Brother Qin, I'm so lucky to meet you. Look, I'm going to trouble you again." Yang Liufang said as he stretched out his right arm and pointed at his goods.
"Oh, the business is getting bigger! Brother, there is a future."
"No, Brother Qin, it's still a small fight. I met a village leader to help, so I made more progress."
"Then let's move them up." Qin Jiajun said as he quickly lifted two boxes of Analgin, walked around the front of the car and moved them to the left passenger seat, opened the door, and put them on the passenger seat. The vegetable farmer uncle and Yang Liufang picked up the rest and followed them.
Qin Jiajun is worthy of being a soldier. He does things in an orderly manner. He takes the goods and stacks them very neatly on the passenger seat, and puts the vegetables in front of the passenger seat. Ask Yang Liufang to get in the car from the driver's seat and sit next to him. After getting in the car, Yang Liufang said goodbye to the vegetable farmer through the car window. Qin Jiajun started the truck and the two headed for the oil field.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect your business to be so big. You southerners are smarter."
"Brother Qin, no, it's the same for everyone. It's just that the opportunities are different."
"No, you see, reform and opening up was started by Director Deng drawing a circle from the south. We in the north can only rely on the south to get rich first. After so many years, the market has been gradually liberalized. Everyone has not woken up yet, so you come It’s time to occupy the market and do business.”
"Brother Qin, where are you in the north?" Regarding the important national policy of reform and opening up, Yang Liufang did not have the knowledge of the Qin family army, who was trained in the melting pot of troops and traveled all over the country, so he deliberately changed the topic.
"I am a soldier from Henan. I have been a soldier in Xizhou for five years."
"Henan?" Yang Liufang was surprised and happy. What was surprising was that he ran away from home during a typhoon. When he was desperate, he took a bus from Henan. In that era when the average salary per capita was two to three hundred yuan, the master not only bought food but also gave him a ticket to buy tickets. And now in this strange city, Brother Bing, who has given me three rides without asking for anything in return, is from Henan. I'm happy that I can finally have an outlet to express my gratitude in this place, even if it's just to people from Henan.
"What?" Qin Jiajun asked, looking at Yang Liufang's smiling face and surprised eyes. Yang Liufang told how he took a bus during the typhoon and how he met a driver from Henan who helped him get to Hangzhou. After hearing this, Qin Jiajun was not surprised. He just smiled and looked ahead and said:
"That's okay. We Henan people have been simple, kind and enthusiastic for thousands of years." He blurted out in Henan dialect. Yang Liufang looked over and saw that Qin Jiajun's face was filled with pride as a Henanese.
"Well, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely look for that honest and honest Henan master and thank him very much."
"Oh, you still know how to be grateful. Brother Xiao Yang, you will definitely become big in the future, don't forget me!"
"Brother Qin, that's definitely not the case." Yang Liufang replied affirmatively.
The two of them chatted and laughed before arriving at the oil field. Qin Jiajun took Yang Liufang to the main road leading to the Sanjikou of the oil field and then put Yang Liufang down, saying that it was easy to stop the car here. Yang Liufang took out a pack of cigarettes to thank Qin Jiajun, but Qin Jiajun refused to accept anything and said righteously:
"The people's army requires soldiers not to take advantage of the masses. If it weren't for the army's regulations, the vehicles and people of the transportation company must arrive at the designated place at the specified time, I will give you an extra period." Qin Jiajun said while helping Yang Liufang move the goods Come down and pack it, and leave after seeing that it is convenient for him to move.
Soon after Yang Liufang waited, a tractor came. He stopped him and said that he wanted to go to Shiyi Village and asked the master to give him a ride. The driver promised him that he could only take him to the three-way intersection because he had to go back to the countryside to deliver wheat seeds.
"That's enough, master. Thank you. Someone will pick me up when I get to the three-way intersection."
"Well, come up then. What are you doing? Don't destroy the wheat seeds."
"Master, here are antipyretics, cooling oil, and some vegetables."
After Yang Liufang got on the bus, with the help of the driver, he made a space at the back of the car for himself and the cargo. After loading the cargo, he curled up and sat down. The tractor started to move, and Yang Liufang sat in the back and was knocked around all the way. His whole body ached, but he still protected the goods.
Arriving at Sancha Road in the evening, Yang Liufang felt pain all over his body and his legs were numb. Fortunately, the head of Shitou Village had already been waiting here. When he heard the sound of the cart, he jumped off the donkey cart and asked the master in Xizhou dialect if he was bringing a young man back. Before he finished speaking, Yang Liufang shouted painfully from behind:
"Brother Shitou, I'm here. My legs are numb and I can't stand up."
The head of Shitou Village thanked the driver and walked towards the back of the car. He first moved the goods out, and with the help of the driver's master, he lifted Yang Liufang down with his arms crossed. Yang Liufang thanked the driver and wanted to pay the driver, but the master didn't want to pay. After harvesting, the numbness in Yangliu's legs improved slightly. Just when the tractor was about to start, he hurriedly grabbed two cucumbers from the vegetable bag and stuffed them into the master to express his gratitude.
The head of Shitou Village put the straw mat that Yang Liufang had left for sleeping on the donkey cart, then piled the goods on it, and then let Yang Liufang sit on it. In order to relieve the numbness in his legs, Yang Liufang insisted on walking for a while. Village Chief Shitou also took the donkey and walked together. It wasn't until Yang Liufang couldn't walk anymore that they got in the car and returned to Shiyi Village.
It was already very late when we arrived at Shitou Village Chief's house. The village chief's aunt lit a kerosene lamp and prepared food for them by the dim light. Yang Liufang remembered the lantern he bought for Village Chief Shitou, took it out and gave it to him, and gave him a pack of cigarettes. The head of Shitou Village refused again and again before accepting. He poured some kerosene stored at home into it, lit it and put on the lampshade. The cave suddenly became much brighter. Where there is light, there is hope. Under the bright light, Yang Liufang saw the eyes of the village chief Shitou shining.
