Suona sound deep in the mountains

Kuhua's factory is in peak rush season, and all the employees are running at high speed like machines. Let alone holidays, if they don't work overtime until twelve o'clock in the evening, it will be a high incense.Today, because of the arrival of her husband and children, the manager can give her this half-day off. This is how caring about the emotional life of the employees, and it is a special kindness.After sleeping until three o'clock, Kuhua looked at the watch, turned on the light and got up, hurriedly got dressed, and said: "I'm going to work, you can cook your own breakfast, there are all the dishes. Don't wait for me to eat. I'll be back after work at noon." Because it was very dark outside, I was worried that it would be unsafe for her to walk alone at night, so I got up at the same time to see her off.She seemed moved and teased and said, "Do you still know that I'm afraid? It's better to have my husband..." I sent her to the side of the road, watched her enter the opposite factory gate, and then turned around and fell asleep again. .

The meal was cooked in the morning, and the three of us ate it, so we had nothing to do.I walked around aimlessly with my two children.This village is very large. In the middle of the village are rows of neatly arranged low old one-story houses. The lanes less than one meter wide are narrow and long, with no trees and no open space.This is a product of the political movements of the 80s and [-]s of the last century.All the rural villagers were gathered in such a prison-like place, and it was called a "residential area" by the euphemistic name.We have seen many such residential areas in Guangdong.Especially in the impoverished mountainous areas of Qingyuan, this kind of well-planned residential area is still its original appearance, and has not changed at all.In the Pearl River Delta, due to the reform and opening up, the economy has developed, and the original local residents have become rich, and they have built small villa-style buildings on the outskirts of the old villages. No one lives in such places anymore.All the migrant workers rented in and became new residents here.

I walked all the ancient roads in this village.Low-slung houses, low eaves, low lintels, the insides are all dark, where new residents go in and out with their bodies low, talk in loud voices, and enjoy themselves unscrupulously—playing cards, touching mahjong, flirting Talk dirty.I also walked all over the local villa area and the wide street outside.Every house there has walls, and flowers and plants are planted in front of the door.I can't even name these flowers and plants.

The two children walked slowly along with me, Xiaohai was curious about everything, and kept asking questions all the way.I'll tell him what I know, and I can't tell him what I don't know.

On a low hillside by the side of the road, there is a pointed European-style building, which is very beautiful.The surrounding trees are thick and the environment is elegant.I saw a big golden cross on the steeple - it turned out to be a church.As early as a few years ago, a kind of teaching called "Er Shu Jiao" was introduced in our hometown, and many people believed it.At first we didn't figure out what kind of teaching this was.It was only later that I gradually realized that it should be called "Jesusism", which is the Christianity believed by Europeans.These religious villagers set up churches based on certain regions, and set up sub-altars below.The congregation of a sub-altar gathers at the home of the altar owner every night, singing Jesus songs and dancing Jesus dances... I only know that the spread is so fast in our hometown, but I never thought that it would spread faster in the coastal areas, and even built a church.This was something that could only be seen in movies and picture books before.

I am a person without much faith, but in front of the church that others believe in, I still have a little awe.

Leaving the location of the church, I came to the street.This is the busiest area in the town.The so-called "prosperity" refers to overpasses built of reinforced concrete and tall buildings rising from the ground, as well as the rolling traffic and people.There are similarities everywhere, so I can't describe them in detail.

Tired from walking, I went back to the house and started cooking.It was still early, so we went to the factory gate, waited until Kuhua got off work, and came back for dinner together.

After dinner, I didn't even have a quarter of an hour to rest, so I went to work immediately.The evening shift that day will continue until twelve o'clock.Before twelve o'clock, the three of us, father and son, went to pick her up on the road outside the factory.I came back in a hurry, ate a few mouthfuls of food, didn't even take a bath, and was going to bed. "Aren't you going to wash it?" I asked.

"We washed in the factory bathroom when we changed from get off work. Go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."