Shortly after the leaders left, Dongjiang County entrusted the Transportation Bureau to bid on its behalf, thus kicking off the construction of the mountain road.
At the same time, the preparatory work for the Industrial Park Management Committee also began to proceed. Huo Qianli and Gu Daqiang went to the town and the county for meetings from time to time. After one meeting after another, the overall planning of the project gradually became clear.
For the villagers of Hushan Village, who are at the core of the changes, the more important point these days is: the Chinese New Year is approaching.
As someone said, the day to day life of the poor and the rich is not the same.
For the people in Group 3 and the other two groups of Hushan Village, this year is a little different from the past.
Almost all the families in the three groups chose to kill a pig for the New Year this year.
Even if there are too few people in a family to eat all the food, they will find another family with the same small number of people, and the two families will share one portion.
There is no longer the embarrassment of having to go to one restaurant to get three pounds of fat meat and another restaurant to get two pieces of sewage.
I was busy slaughtering pigs, smoking bacon, and making sausages.
The days passed in busyness until the Little New Year.
On the second day after the Little New Year, the sun rarely visited this village among the mountains.
Zhan Baozhuang and his son needed to move two long wooden sticks hung with sausages and bacon from the main room to the yard to dry them in the sun.
The wooden stick that usually required two people to carry was lifted by each of them, as if it weighed nothing, and they casually placed it on the shelf in the yard.
When the sun shines on it, the oil reflects a charming golden color.
The pork, together with salt, chili pepper and Sichuan peppercorns, is brewed with time and smoke to develop a unique flavor.
This smell is trapped in the mud house and is somewhat unpleasant, but for the villagers of Hushan Village, it is the smell of harvest, and their dreams become much sweeter.
Erniu was cleaning the yard, Tieniu was standing with his hands behind his back, inspecting his territory like a king, and the bacon swaying slightly on the shelf was like an excited private soldier, with three lines of pork belly, tail, ears, ribs...
The corners of Tie Niu's mouth curled up in satisfaction, and he had already imagined the wonderful taste of them being cooked and served on the table.
On the hillside behind his house, two men were walking down the path.
The leader had a crew cut, looked even fatter, his jacket unzipped, his shirt buttons stretched out by his belly;
The man behind him was tall and looked quite strong. He was carrying two bottles of wine and walking with ease.
The tall and strong man hesitated and said, "Pingtou'er, do you think we can trick Tieniu out?"
Flathead brother said sternly, "We have to risk everything, at least we have to risk Erniu. Otherwise, how are we going to fight the Suicheng gang at the beginning of the year? If we can't beat them, we won't be able to complete the project in that area!"
The tall and strong man looked conflicted, "I think it's not a good idea for us to do this. What if we accidentally get hurt or disabled and go to jail..."
The flat-headed brother turned his head and glared, "Why don't you do it?"
The tall and strong man stopped talking immediately. The flat-headed brother snorted coldly, "At worst, I can just pay you some money when the time comes! It's such a big deal! Let's go!"
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"tractor!"
Zhan Baozhuang, who was sitting in his yard leisurely basking in the sun, heard a greeting. He turned around and saw two men walking towards him quickly with two bottles of wine.
A smile appeared on his dark face. "Flathead, Bright boy, why are you here?"
These two people can be considered as relatives from his mother's side, living in Shangu Town, separated from Hushan Village by a mountain. When his parents were still alive, they used to visit each other often, and they often played together when they were young. Now that his parents are gone, they don't keep in touch as much, but he still feels happy when he sees them.
Erniu's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise and came out. She looked at the two men rubbing their aprons and said with a smile, "Oh, Qian Renping, Qian Siliang! The big boss is leaving so fast! Come and sit down!"
Erniu, who had also made great progress in recent days, brought in a few benches without being told.
Qian Renping, the flat-headed brother, handed the two bottles of wine in his hand to Tie Niu and said with a smile: "I wish you a happy new year."
Tie Niu naturally declined, but Pingtou Ge waved his hand nonchalantly, "You get it. I've been doing contract work outside these years and have earned a lot. It's not true!"
Tie Niu hesitated for a moment, then took the wine and placed it next to the stool.
Erniu's mother smiled and said, "Don't leave at noon, just eat here!"
The two men smiled and nodded, then the tall one sat down, and Erniu also sat beside him, silently looking at the buttons of the flat-headed brother's shirt that were becoming increasingly overwhelmed, trying to see if they could be stretched off.
The flat-headed brother looked at the two poles full of bacon and sausages and said jokingly, "Wow! Tieniu, you've invested a lot this year! One year is equivalent to five years of your life in the past! You won't spend next year?"
Tie Niu is always a quiet man. He smiled innocently and said, "It's nothing. If you want to eat it, just make it!"
Flathead Brother took out a cigarette and handed it out, but Tie Niu and his son didn't smoke, so they had to light one themselves.
Taking a puff of his cigarette and flicking the ash, Flathead Brother looked at Tieniu and asked, "What have you been busy with at home these years?"
Tie Niu waved his hand, "Rural affairs are still about the things in the fields."
"Tie Niu! We are all honest people, I will just say it straight!" Flathead brother held the cigarette and shook off the ash, "Next year, go out and work with me! Bring Er Niu with you!"
Qian Siliang, who was tall and strong, also smiled and said, "Brother Tieniu, Pingtou is sincere. We didn't come back until after nine o'clock last night, and we came over the mountain to find you this morning."
Tie Niu shook his head and said, "I'm already that old!"
The flat-headed brother said earnestly, "Iron Ox, you are just stubborn. It's a waste of your ability to just dig the soil! The world outside is so exciting, you can't even imagine it!"
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