Chapter 252

The word road has too many meanings.

For Feng Yiping when he was a child, he knew that along the road in front of the school, the grandmother’s house was more than ten miles away, the town was more than thirty miles away, the county was more than one hundred miles away, and the county was more than three hundred miles away. Outside is the city, and further up, four hundred miles away, five hundred miles away, to him, that is the world.

For the current villagers of Fengjiachong, the absence of roads is a sign of whether they are poor or rich. Listening to those people who live on the side of the road, or the road has long been repaired to the village, said when they came to the village, "Oh, it's better for you, it's annoying to live on the side of the road, those cars on the road, it's the middle of the night. If you don't stop, it will start to make noise early in the morning."

They're not stupid, they can hear the ostentation and superiority in that.

After the start of work in the summer, under the leadership of the fourth uncle, the villagers who stayed in the village, all of whom were of a certain age, only hired a small amount of construction machinery, and those who could be dug with a hoe were dug with a hoe. They are also picked away one by one.

After the prototype was repaired, the leveling work was also done with earthen methods. The stone rollers were pulled by oxen and rolled over and over again. Of course, before the cement was laid, a road roller was still required.

Perhaps it is God's blessing, since the start of construction, there has been no heavy rain, nor has there been a major safety accident. At the beginning of winter, a brand new cement road was finally completed.

After taking off the plastic film and the straw mats laid on it, the smooth concrete pavement exudes a silver-gray light. The men, women and children at home, like a festival, dragged their children and children, and walked on the brand-new road with a smile.

The fourth uncle happily called Feng Zhenchang, "The road has been opened ahead of time, and everyone has unanimously decided that the first car passing through this new road can only belong to your family. Now we are blocking the other end of the road with shelves. Come back quickly!"

Getting such an honor made Feng Zhenchang very excited, he put down the phone, he was speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Mei Qiuping asked him.

Hearing what he said, Mei Qiuping was just like him, she was absent-minded for a short while, this kind of treatment surpassed their simple idea of ​​returning to their hometowns, and the countryside said that a person has a face, a tree has a skin, Such an arrangement is a great acknowledgment to them.

"Don't be dazed, call Yiping quickly, it happens to be tomorrow Saturday, I will tell Yuxuan." When Mei Qiuping said this, her voice was a little shrill.

Therefore, when it was not the Spring Festival, the four members of the Feng family embarked on the road back to their hometown.

They rushed to Meijiawan on the afternoon of the fifth day. It was so lively at night. Needless to say, the noodle factory of the uncle and the third uncle is getting more and more prosperous. There are more than a dozen people, and they will go to work in the factory this month. Another cabinet factory, their family is also a major shareholder, and the people in Meijiawan treat them differently than ordinary sons-in-law and married girls.

They had a restless meal and were often interrupted by people. However, Feng Yiping found that both father and mother seemed to enjoy such interruptions.

Mei Qiuping and Feng Zhenchang talked all night, and they must let Mei Jianzhong go up with them tomorrow. Parents must share the happiness of their children.

The next day was a fine day, and the sun came out early in the morning, adding warmth to the cold winter.

After having breakfast in Meijiawan, with Feng Zhenchang in front and Feng Yiping in the back, they drove for less than 20 minutes and arrived at the intersection of the road in the village.

The fourth uncle brought a few elders in the village—mainly older ones, who were sitting on the wooden railing at the intersection, smoking and waiting.

There was no ostentatious ceremony, everyone greeted for a while, Feng Zhenchang invited the old people into the car, and the fourth uncle hung a piece of red silk prepared by Feng Zhenchang on the front of Feng Zhenchang's car, and then lit a set of firecrackers, and the two cars were separated. Slowly drove to the village.

Some people from the village also came out to watch the fun, some were disdainful, some were envious. They had lived by the road for many years, but their road was still a machine-plowed road, while Feng Jiachong's road was 15 centimeters thick cement road.

In my hometown in winter, dim yellow is still the main color. The wheat in the fields on both sides of the road and the tea trees on the edge of the field are rare green. There is no leaf on the tall paulownia trees in the front and back of the house, and the bird’s nests on the trees , it is particularly eye-catching, there is not much water in the small river by the field, and the river bank is also full of withered grass, and a few chickens are pecking at the grass seeds...

In short, this is a very primitive countryside, a very ordinary winter day, but now, because of the silver-gray road beside the village and the two cars on the road, this remote and backward countryside has added extraordinary Less modern colours.

Several dogs, with their tails curled up, kept running behind the car. In the houses on the side of the road, people who were resting at home moved up stools and sat in front of the door to watch them come. He stood up and greeted them loudly.

On both sides of the pass behind the village, there are sloping fields, which can be seen from a long distance. The hills on both sides are full of people. When the car passed the pass, there was a lot of noise on both sides. This is cheers for the passage at last.

Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping got out of the car in their usual clothes. Feng Yuxuan originally said that she would wear the best clothes back, but her parents objected. No matter what time they were, they were all from Feng Jiachong. It's going home, not visiting relatives, and we can't be like people in two worlds with the original folks.

The two of them together are almost a hundred years old, and now facing so many people, they also blushed and felt a little embarrassed, but they got used to it after a while, carrying their bags, greeting those old people one by one, while smoking.

Sitting on the hillsides on both sides are some elderly people who have contributed to the construction of this road. Most of them have gray hair, most of them are wearing blue and black Chinese tunic suits, and eight out of ten are wearing autumn clothes. The collars are all torn, and they have worked in the sun for many years, their complexion is dark, and their foreheads are full of wrinkles, but in Feng Yiping's eyes, they are the cleanest.

At this time, most of the old people held their knees with their hands and looked at the road and the cars on the road with a smile.

This smile is definitely from the heart, it starts from the eyes first, and then spreads to the face.

After going through vicissitudes, their eyes at this time are so clear, like babies in swaddling clothes, and the smiles on their faces are so pure and innocent, without any trace of impurities.

Such eyes, such a smile, are very contagious, and Feng Yiping's eyes are moist.

High-end happy events in the countryside usually require seats, and today is no exception. At noon, dozens of tables were set up on the grain drying field in front of the village headquarters and on the playground of the village primary school. Two pigs were killed in the village and several tofu were made. , plus some vegetables picked by each family in the vegetable garden, the color is not much, but the portion is very large, the wine is not good, mainly old rice wine, the alcohol content is not high, even so, I have not been drunk for a long time Feng Zhenchang, today, was completely drunk again.