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When Yan Guoqiang woke up, it was time for lunch.

Sitting in front of the earthen stove, Yan Che, who was adding firewood to the stove one by one, was thinking about the effect of the mud platform that appeared on the clear water. He didn't even know when Yan Guoqiang would enter the stove.

It wasn't until Yan Guoqiang lifted the lid of the pot, turned over the radish stewed old bacon inside, and called "San'er" aloud, that Yan Che came back to his senses, and didn't realize his existence.

Yan Guoqiang took a nap, and now he was full of energy, and he was very proud of seeing his son being scared back to his soul with a smile, and he couldn't help feeling a little more relieved in his heart: Fortunately, San'er is fine.

"Hey, I want to go to town for a while." At the dinner table, Yan Che filled meals for both father and son, handed chopsticks to Yan Guoqiang, and sat across from Yan Guoqiang.

"What are you going to do in the town?" Yan Guoqiang started with a large earthen bowl (a kind of rough earthenware, there are big and small, the big one is as big as a washbasin, and the small one is about the same as an ordinary bowl, with an open and flat bottom, and the capacity is not inferior to that of fine pottery. A piece of radish is sandwiched in it. Yan Guoqiang thinks that this radish tastes too good Yes, even eating raw tastes better than any apple, but it's a pity that there are too few of them.

"Uh...it's like this. When I came back, I sent the mail directly because I had a lot of things." Yan Che lowered his eyelids, dodging his words.

There is no way to do this, you can't just say to Yan Guoqiang, "Hey, your son was fired, so I came back to see you", right? !

Yan Guoqiang let out a muffled "Oh", and continued to fight hard with the corn rice in the bowl, without saying whether he agreed or disagreed.

This made Yan Che on the opposite side feel agitated and guilty, and couldn't help sneaking glances at Yan Guoqiang while grilling rice.

After a meal, the father and son also adhered to the principle of "no talking when eating, no talking when sleeping", but the atmosphere was a little stiff.

After lunch, Yan Che asked if the package was big. After Yan Che nodded, Yan Guoqiang entered the room and changed his clothes. He followed Yan Che and said, "Since there are a lot of things, I will accompany you to pick them up!"

Yan Che looked at Yan Guoqiang, hesitated to speak, and finally acquiesced.

The father and son walked towards the mouth of the bay one after the other.

When I met a few acquaintances on the road and asked what the father and son were going to do, Yan Che kept his duty, hid behind Yan Guoqiang, and chose to smirk obediently, making Yan Guoqiang cope with it: "Go to town."

The reason why Fuyuan Township is poor is mainly because of the inconvenient transportation.

Take Yanjiawan as an example.

The land in Yanjiawan is not poor, the mountains are not barren, and the four seasons are distinct...Although there will be a small drought in August and September every year, but this situation will not last long. Once October enters, the rain will become sufficient again .

Why are you so poor?The strong laborers in the village are so poor that they have left to work outside?

That's because the transportation in Yanjiawan is too inconvenient. If you want to come out of Yanjiawan, the only exit is the old stone road that is only a foot wide.

Having said that, you may ask, why so many people go out to work, but no one thinks of raising funds to build roads?

Ha, that's the right question.

In fact, in the early years, Wanli also had such a plan, preparing more than 300 households to contribute some money to build roads together.

"If you want to get rich, build roads first", isn't that what the slogan says?

It's just that no matter how loud the slogans are shouted, no matter how eye-catching the slogans are written, who is a farmer with a deep-rooted idea of ​​​​a small family and a small household, who doesn't have a little bit of his own innocence?

Ordinarily, the government should pay a lot of money for road construction, right?The government doesn't care about it and asks us ordinary people to spend money to build roads?It's better to make money and move the family to the town!

As a result, the plan to pool money to build roads was stillborn, and no one mentioned it without a long-term eye.

Therefore, generally those whose families are a little more affluent basically either moved to Lingqu Town or the county seat of Jizhao County.Those with better conditions went directly to Zhicheng to buy a house and settle down.

Yanjiawan, it can only be treated as visiting relatives when visiting ancestors during the New Year and holidays, so come back and make a circle, walk around, and have a look.

Yan Guoqiang borrowed a bicycle from Yan Guosheng, and drove Yan Che on the cobblestone road. Although it was unavoidable for a while, Yan Che sat safely on the back seat, looking around at the mountains and rivers of his hometown.

When he arrived in Lingqu Town, Yan Che still had a look of unsatisfactory expression.

The Lingqu Town Post Office is located next to the intersection of Old Street and New Street, adjacent to the only landmark building in the town—the five-storey Lingqu Town Office Building with tiles. It is very easy to find.

After waiting for a few minutes in the deserted postal business hall, the business window finally opened a big gap. A young girl glanced at Yan Guoqiang, and when she was about to speak in her usual cold tone, she saw Yan Che on the side and was stunned. Dazed, her little face began to turn red, and she mumbled, "Who... wants to handle business?"

Yan Guoqiang didn't know what "handling business" was, so he had to look at Yan Che, turned sideways, and let Yan Che step forward.

Under Yan Che's soft voice, the little girl blushed all the time, and timidly went through the procedures for Yan Che to claim it.At the end of the day, he asked Yan Che if he needed to wait for them to go to the package collection room. Yan Che shook his head with a smile, and said to the little girl, "No, thank you!"

I was stunned to see that the little girl's mouth was wide open, and her face was so red that it was smoking.

There are indeed a lot of packages.

In addition to Yan Che's clothes, there are also many daily necessities and small electrical appliances.

At the beginning, Yan Che had a simple idea: since he wanted to go back to relax, he might as well just bring back some small electrical appliances that might be useful at home.Instead of selling it to a second-hand dealer at a big loss, it might last three to five years if you take it back.

So, after the father and son took out the package, they were stunned and stunned: Good guy, how can I take this back? !

"You... have you moved your family back?" Yan Guoqiang closed his mouth and looked at Yan Che worriedly.

Yan Che avoided Yan Guoqiang's eyes, pretended to check whether those things were worn, and changed the topic: "Hey, why don't we call a car to take them back!"

Seeing that Yan Che deliberately changed the topic, Yan Guoqiang didn't say much. He remained puzzled and said, "You wait here, and I will go find your sister Jiamei."

Yan Jiamei is the daughter of Yan Guosheng and Zhao Chaoying. After so many years of marriage, the old couple only gave birth to a daughter, Yan Jiamei.

Ten years ago, when Yan Che was still in junior high school in Puzhong on Lingqu Old Street, Yan Jiamei married a family surnamed Liu in Lingqu Town, and now she is the mother of two children.

Speaking of which, when Yan Che was at home, since his mother passed away, apart from Yan Guoqiang, his two older brothers, and his teacher Wu Shaokang, Yan Jiamei was the one who cared for him the most.

This time when Yan Che came back, although he didn't go to see Yan Jiamei immediately, he had already planned in his heart to visit this mother-like cousin in a few days.

After a while, Yan Che saw Yan Guoqiang and a middle-aged man getting off a tricycle.

The middle-aged man is Yan Jiamei's husband Liu Jianguo.

Liu Jianguo and Yan Guoqiang are the same type of people. To be honest, they don't talk much. After meeting Yan Che, the joy in their eyes can't be hidden from others, but they don't know what to say. They rubbed their hands together, nodded to Yan Che, and looked at the With a lot of luggage and parcels, he asked Yan Guoqiang, "Fourth Uncle, do you want to take all of these back to Yanjiawan?"

Yan Guoqiang looked at the tricycle, then looked at the pile of luggage, nodded, and said, "Pack it as much as you can. If you can't fit it, put some of it at your house first, and I'll pick it up later."

Liu Jianguo didn't speak anymore, and started to pick up the luggage with a dull head, and carefully put it on the tricycle one by one.

Because Liu Jianguo placed them properly, no more, no less, a tricycle was just filled, and there was not even a little extra space left.

Yan Guoqiang looked at the tricycle with satisfaction, and Yan Che looked at Liu Jianguo with admiration: "Brother-in-law, you are really amazing!"

Liu Jianguo smiled "hehe", and played with the handlebar of the tricycle with some embarrassment: "Oh, Xiao Saner was joking, me, what kind of skill am I? Your sister talks about your skill all the time, that's my skill! "

When Yan Che heard that this dutiful brother-in-law spoke sincerely, he himself felt embarrassed, and the two of them suddenly became embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yan Guoqiang pushed the bicycle over and waved his hand, so Yan Che followed and sat on the back seat.

Two cars and three people, carrying a lot of things, creaked and rushed to Yanjiawan without stopping.

Therefore, Yan Che and Yan Guoqiang did not stay in Lingqu Town for more than an hour.

Hearing that the father and son had come to town, Yan Jiang and Yan Jialing hurried over, and they didn't even catch Yan Che and Yan Guoqiang's back.

With a red scarf tied around his neck, Yan Jialing, who was already in the third grade of elementary school and was almost nine years old, looked around and tugged at the corner of Yan Jiang's clothes in disappointment. Grandpa? Grandpa won't let my uncle see me?"

Yan Jiang's heart tightened, he patted his son's head, and said, "No, your grandpa loves you, next time I will take you back to see your uncle."

Although Yan Jialing is Zhao Cuihua's biological son, his temperament completely follows Yan Jiang's.Not to mention his gentle temper, compared to Yan Jiang, this kid is more toward his family members—especially Yan Guoqiang, who doesn't talk much. Yan Jialing is eager to bring some good things to this "grandfather", but the relatives of his grandmother's family They are lukewarm.This made Zhao Cuihua gnash her teeth with hatred, and said, "Having such a son is worse than giving birth to a mallet."

At this moment, when Yan Jiang mentioned the uncle who had never met, Yan Jialing's dark eyes gleamed, and he swayed Yan Jiang's arm: "Hey, is my uncle the one who was admitted to college?" Uncle? The one who got into college is really my uncle?"

Thinking of his own mistress, Yan Jiang's expression softened and became more gentle: "Of course, your uncle was the one I watched and grew up with. If it's not your uncle, who is it?"

Of course, Yan Che and Yan Guoqiang didn't know about the conversation between the young father and son.

However, as for Yan Che at the moment, it is not easy at all.

When Liu Jianguo helped deliver the package to Liujiatan, three miles away from Yanjiawan, tricycles couldn’t get in—the road was too narrow for a tricycle to drive on.

As a last resort, Liu Jianguo leaned his tricycle on the small bridge outside Liujiatan Village, and went into Liujiatan to find someone.

This Liujiatan, as you can tell from the name, is a small village dominated by the surname Liu, and Liu Jianguo's uncle's family still lives here.

Soon, three or five strong men on bicycles followed Liu Jianguo. These were the ones Liu Jianguo had found to help deliver Yan Che's package back to Yanjiawan.

Although Yan Guoqiang was a little embarrassed to disturb others, seeing that Liu Jianguo had already called someone over, he no longer refused, leaving Yan Che to guard the things that could not be taken away, and went back and forth with a few men Send things to the bay.

Seeing these things, the young men laughed and asked Yan Che casually, "Did you move the whole family back?"

Yan Che didn't have any extra expressions, he smiled slightly, and didn't answer or answer, but Yan Guoqiang's face darkened a little.

The men are strong, and in less than an hour, the things that crowded a tricycle were "cleaned up".

Yan Che also watched Liu Jianguo put the tricycle into Liujiatan Village on the last round trip, and when he got out of a bicycle, Yan Che turned over and sat behind Liu Jianguo, and asked Liu Jianguo to send him back to Yanjiawan.

For the helpers, dinner was a bit early, but it was inevitable that each person would have a pack of cigarettes brought back by Yan Che.

When the gang of men walked out of Yan Che's yard laughing and laughing, Liu Jianguo, who didn't talk much, was about to leave and go home.

After Yan Guoqiang tried to persuade him to stay, he took out a large white radish from the stove, and stuffed three packs of cigarettes into Liu Jianguo's arms.

When Liu Jianguo saw the white radish, he was definitely surprised, but he didn't say much. He nodded at Yan Guoqiang and Yan Che: "Fourth Uncle, I'll go back first." After looking back at Yan Che, he thought for a while and said : "San'er, come to the town and sit down when you have time."

Seeing the father and son nodding their heads, it was considered a promise, so Liu Jianguo took off his coat and covered the radish, and got on the bicycle with his arms in his arms.

When everyone had finished walking and the courtyard became quiet, Yan Guoqiang entered the main room without making a sound.

Yan Che knew in his heart that some questioning was indispensable, and it was better to be frank and lenient than to be tortured. He reported the idea of ​​"seeing death as home", straightened his body, and followed inside.

"There are so many packages, San'er, tell me, what happened?" Yan Guoqiang, who was sitting at the big wooden table, stared at the pile of things that hadn't been sorted out in the main room, and asked Yan Che who entered the room.

Slightly stunned, Yan Che also sat across from Yan Guoqiang, lowered his head, and really had a gesture of "I confess": "Hey, the job in the capital is gone."

As soon as Yan Che finished speaking, Yan Guoqiang raised his head abruptly, his face turned pale, his pair of dark hands firmly grasped the edge of the table, and he half pulled his body from the bench: "Ah? It's gone? Why is it gone? What happened? What's wrong? How are you doing? "

In fact, it's no wonder Yan Guoqiang was so nervous.In Yan Guoqiang's heart, his son is so capable, the job he is looking for must be a real "iron rice bowl", and it is the kind of job that ordinary people can't catch up with.In Yan Guoqiang's cognition, if the "iron rice bowl" was overthrown, he must have made some big mistake.So, when he heard Yan Che's message right now, his face turned pale with fright.

Knowing that Yan Guoqiang misunderstood, Yan Che had black lines all over his face, and hurriedly explained: "Hey, San'er didn't do anything wrong, and he hasn't been treated in any way. It's not what you think, it's not that serious."

"Ah? That's not what I thought? It's not serious?" Yan Guoqiang was in a daze, but under Yan Che's words, he sat down slowly, stretched his hand to his belt...halfway, and then remembered that the cigarette rod had been "handed in" "Yes, then withdrew his hand again, sat still, and waited for Yan Che's words.

Yan Che nodded helplessly, and said: "Well, if you are in a company...uh, if things don't go your way, you can resign yourself and come out to find a new job."

"Is this possible?" Yan Guoqiang frowned, thinking: Isn't that the same as working in a factory?

As if he could guess what Yan Guoqiang was thinking of, Yan Che paused: "Well, the current unit does not have the previous system, and they all sign contracts to work."

Then, Yan Che briefly talked about some affairs in the company, and regardless of whether Yan Guoqiang really understood it, he briefly described the matter of resigning from work. Seeing Yan Guoqiang's mood eased, Yan Che gradually relaxed. tone.

With his finger on the groove on the big wooden table, Yan Guoqiang glanced at Yan Che, frowned thickly, and said, "San'er, tell me the truth, what happened in the courtyard, was it you who caused it?"

Now Yan Che was completely stunned.

For a long while, under Yan Guoqiang's gaze, Yan Che's mind turned a thousand times, nodded, and said, "Hey, don't talk about it. I... I got a technology, er, um, which can make crops A technique for inducing labor."

Yan Guoqiang had a "really so" expression on his face, and he was also a little bit relieved: "You are a person who has studied in college. I don't understand technology or not, but... the orange tree came back to life, is it also the technology?"

Yan Che hesitated, shook his head and denied, "This...uh, I don't know about this either. It may have been an accident. But the thing about the carrot was indeed caused by me."

"Huh—" After Yan Guoqiang listened, his stiff body relaxed. He reached out to pick up the big water bowl, lifted the lid of the kettle, and poured himself a big bowl of water. As soon as the bowl was put away, because of drinking water in a hurry, a layer of dark red appeared on his dark face: "Then I don't worry, let me just say, how could this fairy magic be done by us mortals?" ?”

Seeing that Yan Guoqiang believed his own words, Yan Che rolled his eyes heartily, heaved a sigh of relief, and slandered: What kind of fairy art is this?If it is really some kind of fairy art, then your son is really not a mortal!