Chapter 1,114 The Suffering of Peasants

As the car drove out of the compound in Qinxi County, the expression on Nie Zhenbang's face became increasingly gloomy. A trip to Jin'an City made Nie Zhenbang experience first-hand the arrogance and arrogance of the Zhao Group. With a cold snort, Nie Zhenbang's expression turned solemn as never before: "Mind your own business. I really have no control over this business."

In the next few days, Nie Zhenbang was just watching things. Checked out many prefectures and cities. The entire Longxi region has ten prefectures and cities under its jurisdiction, namely Liangzhou City-Yizhou City-Yongzhou City. Qinyang City. Weiyue City.

Shi'an City. Jin'an City-Linzhou City-Qinchuan City and the ancient provincial capital city.

In the next four days, Nie Zhenbang walked through seven of the cities, and finally only Shi'an City and Gudu City were left.

Basically, Nie Zhenbang spent most of the time traveling to a city in half a day at night. Basically, Nie Zhenbang felt like a city at night, looking at it and walking around. Understand the local customs and see the local economic development. You can probably tell something from the mentality and expressions of the citizens. Then, around ten o'clock in the morning, at ten o'clock, we rushed to the next place. Arrive in the afternoon and take advantage of the afternoon and evening to get to know this place. In the evening, after having dinner, we rushed to the next city to rest.

After four days, even though Nie Zhenbang was strong, he was also a little tired. Finally, one day later, Nie Zhenbang arrived in Shi'an City.

This is the place where our revolutionary ancestors fought hard. The scenery of the Loess Plateau, filled with loess, reflects a kind of dryness and poverty. Cave dwellings can be seen everywhere. Because of the serious water and soil erosion, wherever you look, you can see dense ditches. All green. In fact, many places are gradually becoming desertified.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zhenbang's face darkened. The An River meandered through the urban area of ​​Shi'an City. The whole city is well built. but. Nie Zhenbang did not stop. Walking towards the distance, towards the depths of the Loess Plateau.

The speed of the car was kept at sixty yards. Considering his own purpose, Nie Zhenbang did not take the highway, but walked aimlessly along the provincial roads and even county roads in Shi'an City.

The environment here is very harsh. The deeper you go, the more poverty and poverty you get.

Faintly, you can hear the tunes of Xintianyou. Farmers with white hair in their hair drove their goats and sang on the beams. The high-pitched, clear voice is so penetrating.

The damage to the vegetation here is extremely serious. The mountain ridges and ravines are all bare, and there is not much green to see everywhere. Everything that catches the eye is loess.

The strong wind blows, and there is a sight of loess all over the sky. The environment has become so bad. In such a place, water and soil can no longer be maintained. In addition, it was originally a drought with little rain. Under a vicious cycle. For the people here, survival has become a kind of difficulty.

Then, raise goats. Cattle and other livestock are major consumers of vegetation. The poorer, the worse, the worse, the poorer. This has become a vicious cycle.

There is a long way to go. Looking at all this, Nie Zhenbang felt an unprecedented heaviness. If we say that before, in Jin'an City, Nie Zhenbang was in a furious mood. So. At this moment, there is a sense of depression. There is a sense of mission. Being an official means being responsible for bringing benefits. This sentence was given to Nie Zhenbang when the old man was still alive. This is a famous saying. That's not what the old man said. This saying has been passed down for thousands of years in domestic official circles since ancient times.

However, Nie Zhenbang has always kept it in mind, and has always implemented it this way. However, after seeing all this, Nie Zhenbang's heart became heavy.

Continuing deeper, the original asphalt road has been replaced by a dirt road, and cars pass by. Behind, a cloud of dust was raised.

Suddenly, a figure on the ridge ahead caught Nie Zhenbang's attention. In the distance, a thin figure. He walked with difficulty on the mountain ridge, carrying a backpack as big as half his body on the back of the figure.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zhenbang stopped the car involuntarily, opened the door, and got out. Walked towards the mountain ridge.

As the two figures drew closer, Nie Zhenbang was shocked by how old they were. Twelve years old? Still thirteen years old, a child, wearing very old-fashioned floral clothes. Carrying a large backpack on his back, he walked step by step. It can be seen that such a heavy weight is heavy for a child.

Nie Zhenbang walked up and directly held the backpack on the child's shoulders. Inside, there were two large white rectangular water bottles. You can see the clear water inside is sloshing. Just two kettles weigh at least eighty pounds.

Without saying anything, Nie Zhenbang just supported the child. - walked straight down the ridge. At this time, the child put down the backpack, nodded to Nie Zhenbang and said: "Thank you, uncle."

—When he opened his mouth, he spoke in Qin opera. However, Nie Zhenbang could understand it. You can hear it clearly~ What shocked Nie Zhenbang even more was...this child was actually a girl.

Heart - sour. This is a child. Looking at this body, I am afraid it is even smaller than Panpan. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang felt that he was getting a little emotional, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Children, do you want to walk so far to carry water to drink?"

"Yes, the well water in our village is salty and cannot be drunk. Only here are sweet water wells. Every household in the village has to walk more than five miles of mountain roads to carry water every day." The child I don't think it's anything. Looking at the clear water in the basket, there is a kind of expectation and happiness on the face.

This scene made Nie Zhenbang even more sad: "Child, what about your parents? You are only so young, you should be in school."

The girl's face and hands were all dirty, but her eyes were clear. Hearing this sentence, the little girl's eyes revealed a hint of sadness. He lowered his head and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Nie Zhenbang walked up and said with a smile: "Child, come, today, uncle will help you carry water. You lead the way."

Follow the girl and go straight ahead along the ravine, about a thousand meters away, then turn a corner, and in front, a typical farm village appears.

The girl's home is located at the east end of the village, with two cave dwellings. —When she reached the door, the girl shouted loudly: "Grandpa, grandma. I'm back."

The door opened and a dark-skinned old man came out. Gray homespun sleeveless waistcoat. Thick mille-layer fabric shoes. Lin's honest and honest face was written on his wrinkled face.

Seeing Nie Zhenbang, the old man was stunned for a moment. Before the old man could speak, Nie Zhenbang smiled and said: "Old man. I am a passerby. At first, on the mountain ridge over there, I saw this child carrying water alone. It's so pitiful, so I sent it back for her."

"Uncle, how old is this child? Isn't your son and wife at home?" Nie Zhenbang was a little dissatisfied. How could such a young child be allowed to carry such a heavy physical workload?

However, what Nie Zhenbang didn't expect was that after the words fell, the old man sat silently on the edge of the threshold, sighing: "Oh, brother, you don't know, this girl is suffering. My baby. Give birth. Not long after I married her, I went to Jinmei to mine and died there. My daughter-in-law was still young and she remarried after leaving her baby behind. This girl lived with us two old people. Now, we are older, I can’t carry it anymore.”

silence. There was another silence. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang's mood became heavy. Sitting next to the old man on a stone pier, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to the old man. Nie Zhenbang also said: "Uncle, how is the harvest this year? Can you survive? ? Why is the child not in school? This is not okay. This is related to the child's future."

Having said this, the old man nodded: "How about you stop reading? It's holiday now.

I will go to junior high school next year. After finishing junior high school, that's all. It's a pity for this child in our family. Her grades are the best, and her teacher praises her every year. But, this is the situation in my family. We are Mufa, we can’t afford it. At the end of the year, those who have labor are better off. If you go out to work, you can still be a little behind, just like my family. At the end of the year, if you can have a hundred or ten yuan to read UU books www.uukanshu.net, that would be pretty good. I can't afford to read any more. When she gets older, if she finds a good family and gets married, her mother and I will be worthy of her father. "

The suffering of farmers, the pain of farmers. The more impoverished and backward you are in such a poor and backward place, the more obvious it becomes that this history of relying on the sky and the mountains for food has never changed much. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang was feeling a little depressed.

He nodded, looked at the old man and said: "Uncle, don't worry, it will get better. It will definitely get better. The party and government will definitely pay full attention to rural issues." Don't worry. "

Nie Zhenbang's words made the old man feel a little confused. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang suddenly stood up, touched his pocket, and looked at it. At this moment, he only had a thousand and dozens of dollars left on him. The other cash was placed in the car.

After taking out an integer of one thousand, Nie Zhenbang walked up to the old man, handed the money into the old man's hands, and whispered: "Old man, take it. A little thought. No matter what? Children have to study. No matter how hard it is, they can't help it. Children have suffered, but only knowledge can change their destiny."

"Hey, brother, how can this be done? It can't be done." The old man was also confused. Didn't even think about it. Nie Zhenbang would make such a bold move.

The old man stood up, still holding the thousand yuan in his calloused hands, and was about to return it to Nie Zhenbang. However, Nie Zhenbang had turned around at this moment. He said to the old man: "Uncle, please accept it. I will definitely come to see you in the future."

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