It gradually expanded into a tourist town, where tourists and villagers blend together harmoniously.

The original red walls and green tiles remain intact because anyone applying for a business license must register with the tourist area management office and accept unified management, so there is no chaos.

The villagers have made money because of the tourist attractions, and the children's living conditions have improved.

Everyone got to wear new clothes and eat candy. The villagers even bought small tricycles to transport goods.

Lei Tingjun's old mud-brick house was later renovated into a brick-and-tile farmhouse.

The original layout, orientation, and foundation of the old house have been preserved, and the courtyard and garden have been expanded.

Looking from the front of the house, you can see the terraced fields of the village, and behind the house, there are clusters of bamboo groves.

The entire house is surrounded by natural mountains, rivers, and fields.

After returning to their hometown, Lei Mingzhu and her brother Lei Mingyu quickly became friends with the village children, just like playful mud-covered children, and had a great time.

Rolling hoops, jumping rope, drawing houses—the siblings enjoyed all the games that rural children liked to play.

Lei Tingjun and Ji Wanmei, on the other hand, were able to relax and sit in rattan rocking chairs under the eaves of the courtyard.

Swaying gently, I looked at the village scenery, the rice paddies and oxen, and felt the rustling and fragrance of the bamboo forest in the breeze.

Their rocking chairs were placed side by side, their hands gently clasped together, while groups of children played nearby, their innocent laughter drifting over.

Lei Tingjun is nearly forty years old, an age that makes him look cold and composed, with a natural and dignified air.

However, when he looks at his wife and children, his eyes reveal a warm and gentle smile.

He turned his head and saw his wife's lips curved into a soft, contented smile. When she saw him looking at her, she returned his smile.

Lei Tingjun gently took Ji Wanmei's hand and placed it on his chest where his heart was beating.

If you asked him thirty years ago what kind of life he would have lived when he was forty, it would have been a different story.

At that time, Lei Tingjun dared not even dream that thirty years later, that poor and stubborn boy would have such a happy life.

Meimei, thank you for coming into my life.

It was you who brought me a happiness I never dared to hope for.

(End of article)

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