It was bright and most people went home to rest temporarily, leaving only a few on duty. Lu Dong did not go to the orchard and entered Lujia Village along the road by the river.

He wanted to go to the old house first.

The village is a typical cement road. It rained a while ago. When I stepped on it in some places, the mud was gone through the ankles.

Taidong Province is a province with a large population and its total economic output has been among the top in the country for many years. Quannan is the provincial capital. Last year, it was promoted to a sub-provincial city. Qingzhao County, which is next to the east of QuanNS District, has always ranked first among all counties in Quannan. It can also be ranked around 80 on many lists of the top 100 counties in the country.

Even the university towns that Taidong Province and Quannan City are fully built are located in Qingzhao County.

According to normal development, Qingzhao County will be changed to Qingzhao District in a few years.

But the era and social environment are here. Even with the economy of Qingzhao County, the hardened roads are only at the entrances of each village. The village is in good condition and can subsidize part of the money and repair the main roads in the village.

Lujia Village has hardened the main road and Ji Street, from the south entrance of the village to the Xinqiao Gate of Qingzhao River in the north, and after crossing the bridge, Majia Village is there.

This is also the official road of Qingzhao County in ancient times.

Lujia Village has a long history, and the genealogy of the Lu family can be traced back to the early Ming Dynasty and moved from the Hongdong Dahuai Tree.

With the development of the times, this official road has long become a rural road, and the once prosperity of the Lu Family Daji has also been submerged in the changes of the times.

The surname Lu lived in the west of the village. Most of the generations who supported the village like his uncle made a new foundation and went to the south of the village to build new houses. Lujia Street was basically old houses.

Lu Dongshen walked on the muddy road with one foot and one foot, looking at the blue brick houses on the old street. If the dam breaks in the early morning, all this will turn into ruins in the vast ocean.

When he arrived at the south of the old street, Lu Dong easily found his old house.

Similar to most houses in the old street, the old houses are based on stone, built with blue bricks and covered with roofs, and are covered with marks of time. They are not simplicity, but only decline.

There are weeds on the roof that fall with the wind.

The paint of the door was peeling off, and insects were obviously worm-eaten. A clean red-bottomed wooden sign hanging on the door beam - Glorious Family!

After looking silently for a while, Lu Dong's eyes fell on the big lock that locked the door nose. He made a brief recollection and took out a small piece of broken bricks on the left wall, took out the key, and opened the door.

Many people in rural areas do this, mainly because they are poor and have nothing to steal.

When you enter the door, the cracked old screen wall was tied with thick iron wire to several places and pulled on the thick toon tree behind.

Between the branches and screen walls of the toon tree, wooden sticks as thick as forearms are tied, and homemade sandbags sewn in flour pockets are hung, with vague print marks on them.

Lu Dong went over and punched him with a bang, and the sandbag began to shake.

When his cousin Lu Chun was retiring from the army and transferred to the police station, he taught military fist several times. The second-year-old boy was influenced by movies and TV and practiced blindly with sandbags. In fact, he didn't know anything. He always relied on turtle fist when fighting. He was very strong and dared to start.

There have been many troubles over the years.

Looking back and thinking about the stupid things I have done, I feel so embarrassed.

My mother went back to the orchard and was not in the old house. Lu Dong closed the door, came to the water press, poured the water diversion, and pressed the water hard.

The village has been equipped with tap water in the morning, but it only releases water in the morning and evening.

Sometimes when the switch is turned off, the power is limited, and the water will not be released in the evening.

The water level soared, and it didn't take much effort, and the iron bucket was full.

Lu Dong took off his dirty clothes, threw them into a large cast aluminum basin, picked up a scoop, and scooped water to rinse his body.

Yellow mud and water flowed along the blue bricks on the floor.

The injuries on the hands are no longer painful, and it is not a big deal for children raised by farmers.

After cleaning it, putting on a pair of slippers, Lu Dong went to the east house where he lived to put on his clothes, and it was still the summer uniform of No. 1 Middle School and coarse cloth shorts.

The house is simple to arrange, with two benches and three wooden boards, painted brown tables and stools, and a large cabinet bought by his parents when they got married.

The double-doored cabinet has a half-length mirror in the middle. Lu Dong put on his clothes and took a look: The young man is tall and strong, and he is not bad-looking, but he is both rustic and stupid, like Liu Kuisheng.

It seems that he also has a nickname for Quesheng in school.

Turning around and getting ready to leave, he noticed the poster of the young and dandy on the wall. Lu Dong tore it all off without hesitation, but he couldn't get the two animation posters.

It was a red robot full of righteousness and a white robot full of evil.

Lu Dong took back his hand and grouped the poster of the young and dandy into waste paper, leaving behind Zhuzi and Brother Tian.

After leaving the east house, Lu Dong threw the waste paper into the trash can made of old paint buckets, and threw away ignorance. Then he entered the main hall, reached out to grab the wire and pulled the lights.

The yellow lights spread throughout the house, and the main hall was also simple to layout. There was a black Eight Immortals table in the middle, and a round table for eating was stuffed under the table, and old horses were piled up by the wall.

There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the east and west, and there are round celadon jars and white porcelain tea cups on the high and low cabinets. Behind the glass pull-out door, there is a stack of celadon dishes, with silk antique flavor.

This is not an old object. The calligraphy and paintings were written by Lu Dong's grandfather in the late 1980s. He worked as a middle school teacher in his early years.

The calligraphy and paintings have been hung on the wall for a long time, and the painting paper and mounting have obviously turned yellow.

Lu Dong also had an impression of porcelain. When he was about ten years old, Cheng Lifeng's cousin made foreign trade ceramics, which were cheap, exquisite and sturdy. Many people in nearby villages bought them, but they were quickly criticized as speculative. The man went to the south and never saw him again.

There are no real old items in this house. Maybe there were them before, but they were all broken and burned out when they were broken.

The wall directly above the Eight Immortals Table is different from ordinary people. It has never been hung in the middle hall, but a black and white photo frame.

The person in the photo is wearing a big brim hat and staring at the distance with firm eyes.

Lu Dong knelt down and kowtowed, his eyes gradually gathered together, just like a man in the photo frame.

"I will support this family!" Lu Dong's thoughts were unprecedentedly firm.

The main hall fell silent, and the simple furniture set off a man's guarantee.

Lu Dong pulled the lamp away from the main hall, returned to the east room and fell asleep. The fatigue caused by heavy physical labor made him fall asleep quickly.

I was worried about water love and didn't sleep for a long time. After Lu Dong got up, the sun was still hanging in the east.

After a simple wash, Lu Dong locked the door, left the north of the village, and went up the river bank.

Going to the orchard along the river bank, the water of Qingzhao River is still large. It was dark last night and it was not real. Now, looking around, the yellow torrent that sent large areas of water hyacinths downstream was only one meter away from the top of the embankment, and the roaring flood beasts were rushing under their feet.

Opposite the river bank, there are also people on duty in Majia Village, and the pressure there is also quite a lot of.

When he arrived at the place where he fought last night, Li Wenyue sat on the sandbag and stared at the river embankment.

"You haven't slept?" Lu Dong stopped and asked.

Li Wenyue's hair fell down, and he shook his head habitually, and said helplessly: "I can't hold my hands and shoulders. Last night, I didn't do anything except ringing the gong and calling people. In this situation in the village, I always have to do my part."

The two of them had sex together until they were old, from Yuhong class to the third year of high school, they were all classmates. He said, "You've changed your sex."

Lu Dong rolled his eyes: "I have reliable times, okay?" He quickly changed the topic: "Is there any good news?"

"After the third grandfather came, he said that the above phoned and the reservoir would not lift the gate." Li Wenyue's voice was not high: "Keep the current flow for the time being."

He suddenly laughed: "It's a big deal. The mayor of Ningxiu Town came from the county town early in the morning. The car was stuck in the water in the highway bridge tunnel. All the cars behind it were blocked. Uncle Jianshe took people there."

Lu Dong shook his head. It was raining and water accumulation in the expressway bridge tunnel, which had long been a long time ago that plagued normal travel in rural areas of Qingzhao County.

"I went to the orchard for breakfast. Have you eaten?"

Li Wenyue waved his hand: "I've eaten it."

Lu Dong went down the river bank and walked towards the orchard. From a distance, he saw the familiar blue brick and green tiles in the orchard. The houses were not only tall, but also unknown beasts were in charge of the roof.

The divine beast stared at the ground coldly, inexplicably gloomy.

This is the columbarium in Lujia Village. The lower house next to it is the residence of the orchard.

Because of his father Lu Jianjun, the village took great care of his family and treated it as a columbarium. The village did not pay, but the more than 20 acres of orchards only charged a small contract fee.

However, the social and economic environment is here, and it depends more on yourself.

The orchard is planted in Kyoto. In recent years, the Red Fuji is popular, and Kyoto cannot be sold at a price.

These days, farmers can’t make much money by farming, just like orchards, and the village contracts you at a low price, so it is impossible to pay public grain on your behalf.

For more than 20 acres of orchards, the public grain alone is a huge cost.

There are many people who cannot afford to pay public grain.

Lu Dong followed the exterior wall made of sour jujube branches to the orchard door. After entering, he saw his mother Hu Chunlan.

People in their forties have rough, red and black skin due to years of hard work, and some silver threads are mixed in their hair.

"Dongzi, come and have a meal!" Hu Chunlan saw her son.

Lu Dong had thousands of words, and finally it all came into one word: "Mom..."

Hu Chunlan asked, "What's wrong?"

"Last night, I was worried that the dam would collapse..."

Before Lu Dong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Hu Chunlan: "Just say something unlucky." She pointed to the small table in the shade of the tree: "Go over, I'll serve you food."

Lu Dong did not go there, so he accompanied Hu Chunlan to serve vegetables and rice bowls.

There are three dishes, including fried eggs with tomatoes and cucumbers, cucumbers with pig ears, and fried cicadas, which are far beyond the normal meal standards at home.

"Mom, you can eat too." Lu Dong greeted me: "Just make some casually in the morning."

Hu Chunlan picked up the chopsticks: "You put on a big force last night and eat more. Oh, that's good. The village has always been good to us. If you have any problems, you have to take it."

She urged Lu Dong: "Try it quickly. I bought the pig ears at Chenglifeng Meat Shop. I was a new braised one last night. The ones he made at his home have always been getting better."

Lu Dong ate a pig's ear, and the crisp bones clenched: "I think it's the best pig you cooked to go into the water."

Speaking of this, Hu Chunlan took the initiative: "There are many people in Lujia Village who are good at this craft, and our family can count it. But if it is not the New Year or the Festival, you can't buy water braised."

She pushed the plate of golden cicada to Lu Dong: "Try it, you like it since you were a child. I caught it in the orchard these two days. When it was hot and the rain was a lot, the cicada monkeys crawled everywhere. It was cool at the door last night, and there was one climbing on my shoes."

Lu Dong could see that there were many holes as thick as index fingers on the ground around him, mostly left by cicada monkeys crawling out.

Due to the existence of the columbarium, few people come here to catch it. The orchard has been around for more than ten years and there are many trees. It is not an exaggeration to describe this thing as a flood.

For the orchard, cicadas are pests and have been on the pesticide control list for a time.

Hu Chunlan said again: "I saw your uncle and asked him to come over for dinner the night after tomorrow. Your elder brother came back. Lu Chun had just been transferred to the University Town Police Station, and he had a rare break from work...

"Kuoguang cannot sell at a price, and the contract will expire in winter. The town will hold a meeting to let the collective orchards of each village change the planting of red Fuji. These old trees will have to be cut down. We cannot wait for the fruit under the new trees at this condition. We will not contract after this season and find other livelihoods."

Listening to my mother's nagging and eating the food at home, Lu Dong felt full of happiness.
Chapter completed!