happy looking back

Pedestrians who were on their way gave me a surprised look, and then continued their journey home.

With Li Xiqing's briefcase in my arms, I stood at the exit of the Shancheng County Railway Station and looked up. Both sides of the street were filled with red lanterns.The two rows of bulletin boards lacked solemn and solemn "Central Instructions", but there were rows of heartwarming red announcements "Happy Homecoming for the New Year!".

"Where is my uncle? Didn't he say that he will wait for us at the exit of the train station?" Feeling the anxious but excited "going home" mood of the people around me, I wished I could spread my wings and throw myself into the arms of my relatives in Xiaohe Village. inside.But at this critical moment, my little uncle Ge Yuanchao slipped away.Originally thought that he had been in the army for six years, but now he is the father of four children and the captain of the criminal investigation team sent by Shancheng County. With such a solemn and solemn multiple social roles, this person must be reliable.Looking at the cloudless sky above my head, I couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, "If I count on him, I'm hopelessly cured."

I secretly vowed to see the little uncle Ge Yuanchao in front of his wife and four cute twins. The scholar's family was sad and cried with tears and snot, and used various reasons to play truant and other unsightly past events.Thinking of my little uncle Ge Yuanchao's glorious image of "the people's good policeman" that I have worked so hard to maintain over the past few years was peeled off by me little by little, and the oppression in my chest was relieved a little.

"Baby! Xiqing! I'm here!" At this moment, I heard a voice from the crowd, and followed the familiar voice: the person who was struggling to push through the crowd was Fan Xiaojian's father, Sun Jihai.

"Hoooooo~~~, sorry! Xiqing, baby, there are too many people in the market today." Sun Jihai, who managed to squeeze in front of me, was already out of breath.Looking at the plain but neatly dressed man in front of him, it was hard to find the thin and cowardly shadow of that year.On his wet forehead, there was a kind of self-confidence, a kind of satisfaction that belongs to a man who has a family and a business.

"Vegetable market?" Before I had time to ask my little uncle Ge Yuanchao why he broke his promise and didn't come to pick me up at the station, I was dumbfounded by Sun Jihai's thoughtless "vegetable market". I regarded it as canned fish imported from the United States, and I laughed at myself.

"Baby has really grown into a young man!" Sun Jihai sized me up carefully, his eyes narrowed into a festive slit cheerfully.Then he snatched the biggest luggage bag from Li Xiqing's hand, shouted "Ho!", threw the heavy bag on his shoulder, turned his head and shouted to Li Xiqing and me, "Let's go! Go home!" The rough "going home" warmed my fiery chest.

"Uncle Sun, are Mr. Fan and Xiaojian okay?" Looking at the steady and vigorous pace of the man in front of me, I couldn't help but think of the touch I felt on the ridge that night 13 years ago.Sun Jihai walked in front of me just like now with the drunk old master Fan on his back.I followed silently, holding the hand of the little sword, and Li Xiqing, who was behind me like a "sea needle" in my heart, wobbled and looked at the faint light dancing in the black darkness.

"Okay! Everything is fine!" Sun Jihai nodded without thinking. I couldn't see his face, but I could see the satisfaction and pride on the man's face at this moment from his raised neck. "My father is getting old, but he can't be idle. He spent more than a month in front of the village chief. Last week, your father really couldn't do anything about him and gave him a job as a 'sanitary worker'. No, this For a few days, the old man is happily chatting about the work in the village, he is busier than me!" Sun Jihai blamed, but his tone was full of unconcealed pride.

"My father is probably the most useless village head in history." Grandpa retired from the position of village head for 50 years, and the quota of public opinion elections finally fell to his son, which once caused tension between father and son. The relationship between the two became incompatible.One insisted that it was "sell officials and ranks, operate in secret", and the other retorted that it was "fair and just in accordance with public opinion".

In the end, the young father took the position of the new head of Xiaohe Village with an absolute advantage of unanimous approval, but he still couldn't get rid of the shoulder pole of Ge Baojin, the head of the "Xiaohe Village Supervisory Group" from Xiaohe Village's civil organization, and blowing his eyebrows. stare.Every time a new decision is made, the villagers of Xiaohe Village can always see Grandpa storming the office of the village head of Xiaohe Village with a pole.

And the father who was in the meeting was reprimanded by the grandfather in front of the crowd.If the old man thinks it is reasonable, he will raise the shoulder pole angrily, and then go home to continue drinking tea and playing chess.If the old man thinks it is unreliable, then wait for the "Three Divisions" of Xiaohe Village to interrogate him!

"The name of the head of the 'Biandan' village is now on the provincial award documents. I heard that our village will be on TV soon, and will be rated as a model village in the whole country!" Sun Jihai mentioned the origin of the village head of "Biandan". Excitedly opened the chatter box, "The village chief is young, courageous, and has a good brain, which is recognized by all the people in the village. Looking at the changes in Xiaohe Village in the past ten years, it can be described as earth-shaking and changing with each passing day. Among them, the credit of our old village chief is also It’s a big day, if the old village chief stood outside the village chief’s office with a shoulder pole and swore ‘if you don’t succeed, you will succeed’, how could there be a model village today!”

"That's right, if grandpa hadn't used his head to guarantee that the development of the collective economy would have more potential than the allocation of land to households, and each of them would do their own work, how could there be Xiaohe Village today!" Looking at the gradually magnificent buildings around , I faintly said with emotion.Xiaohe Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and its unique geographical resources predestined her extraordinary development process.If the grandfather and the young father had not been able to withstand the doubts of the masses and distribute the land and resources to each household, then Xiaohe Village would still be the Xiaohe Village it was more than ten years ago.

"Only in a group can we develop!" Sun Jihai shouted a resounding slogan, which immediately won the envious and proud eyes of passers-by.This sentence is a big slogan shouted from the mouth of the young father back then. He used just 13 years to prove to the people: This is the truth!

Sun Jihai is very familiar with this area, and passers-by often call him "Xiaohai" kindly when they pass by us.Sun Jihai, on the other hand, bowed his head in return with neither humble nor overbearing, like a leader who came off the workshop to inspect the work, his approachable expression was full of confidence and honor.

"Here we are!" Sun Jihai strode towards the truck full of chickens, ducks, sheep, pigs and fresh vegetables parked on the side of the road.And Li Xiqing and I looked at the barking trucks of poultry and livestock in front of us, and the rows of fresh seasonal vegetables neatly piled up: Comrade Sun Jihai didn't want to put me and Li Xiqing on this truck to make ends meet and go home alive?

"Baby, do you think you should sit in the co-pilot seat next to me, or just sit in the back?" Sun Jihai threw Li Xiqing's heavy suitcase onto the truck, and the chickens, ducks, sheep, and pigs in the cage thumped wildly in shock. .Before getting close, I felt a damp and fishy smell coming out of my nostrils.Li Xiqing squinted her eyes, and glanced at the handle on the luggage bag, just in time to come across a sticky, wet, grayish mess that seemed to be fresh excrement of some kind of animal.

"Xiqing, the sun is shining and the grass is long. It's a great time for a walk. Why don't we go back, if we walk faster, we can catch the reunion dinner at night." I said seriously.In order to make my proposal full of the romantic and poetic flavor of a cultural person, I deliberately blinked my pure "electric eyes" that had been useless for a long time, and looked at Li Xiqing, who was quite excited, on the opposite side with great excitement.

"Walking back?! How can it be done!" Sun Jihai waved his head and hands anxiously, and continued resolutely, "I made a military order in front of Director Ge, and I must receive Baobao and Xiqing. Heavy snow in the north The road is closed, so I’m not sure what time your train will arrive. I’ve been waiting at the train station every day for the past two days, so I’ve waited for you.” Looking at Sun Jihai, he couldn’t help but feel that he was rubbing his red and swollen palms, which were cracked The red flesh was exposed from the mouth.Heart astringent, could not bear to refuse.He had no choice but to cast a helpless glance at Li Xiqing who was behind him.After Li Xiqing nodded at me indifferently, she climbed into the truck first.

"Uncle Sun, I—I'd better sit in the back." At least the back of the truck is loaded with live animals, and it's a little smoked, but it's better than the piles of dried salted fish on the co-pilot's seat that are taller than a person , Smoked meat should be stronger.

"Okay!" Seeing me and Li Xiqing climbing into the truck, Sun Jihai showed a smug smile on his unpretentious face, "Believe in my driving skills, I have been doing transportation in Xiaohe Village for the past few years. Where is there a small pond on the road? Where there are raised stones and where the scenery is good, I can clearly see it." Sun Jihai patted the dust off his body swiftly, completely oblivious to the heavy overload and bad smell of this big truck that stood out in the late 80s.But can you expect to be disgusted by a driver who is so proud of his truck as a luxury Cadillac that his car is not clean enough or comfortable enough? !

The answer is undoubtedly "no"!So Li Xiqing and I leaned against the dry straw, curled up with our thighs, and huddled pitifully in a corner of the truck.Helplessly, I looked at the piebald pigs arched in the cage on the left, and looked at the lettuce, cucumber, water celery and other greenhouse warm vegetables piled higher than my shoulders on the right.

"Xiao—Comrade Xiaohai—" the voice was low and filled with shame that could not be concealed, and from my perspective, I could only see strands of messy gray hair.

"Master Liu!