Lunch was served quickly.
A plate of sausage and bacon, three stir-fried dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, a boiled turnip, and a dipping sauce.
This was a meal that made the whole family feel solemn.
Let alone anything else, just look at the little boy. Even though he was sitting opposite Xu Jiyuan and looked at him vigilantly from time to time, his chopsticks were flying and his mouth was full of oil when he ate.
The wine was an ordinary Fenggu Touqu wine bought in town, ten yuan a bottle.
Xu Jiyuan picked up his chopsticks slowly and pickily. He didn't know that he was lucky on this trip.
Even though Niujiao Village is still poor these years, it is the end of 2013 after all, and life is much better than when Huo Qianli first arrived in Hushan Village seven or eight years ago.
Ordinary people in the village like Huang Yuanfa can at least eat meat every now and then and afford to drink bottled wine.
Moreover, there is a virtuous woman in the house who takes care of the housework. Although the things are old, he will not have to work on a sticky table, use greasy bowls that are not even washed clean, or use chopsticks that leave black marks when wiped with toilet paper.
Huang Yuanfa's personality is a little dull, or it can be said that people like him will be subconsciously restrained and feel inferior when facing strangers or unfamiliar environments.
This actually has little to do with personality, it mainly depends on experience, experience, and confidence.
After all, Xu Jiyuan was a guest and had no intention of taking the initiative to adjust the atmosphere.
In this case, the village chief Huang Youquan, who came to "eat for free", seemed very important.
He held the cups, one to express gratitude, one to talk about expectations, one to sigh for the past, and one to toast the future. After a few cups of wine, everyone talked a little more.
After all, it wasn't a big occasion and they didn't drink much. The three of them shared a bottle of wine and called a halt.
Huang Yuanfa ordered another bowl of rice. Xu Jiyuan still couldn't get used to this level of food, so he barely moved his chopsticks and smoked with Huang Youquan, whose appetite had greatly decreased.
After sitting for a while, Huang Youquan saw that the time was almost up, so he stood up and said goodbye. He made an appointment with Xu Jiyuan to meet in the village tomorrow to discuss the next work in detail.
Xu Jiyuan felt awkward staying here, so he took the initiative to say, "I'll go over this afternoon, not tomorrow."
Huang Youquan chuckled, "Expert Xu is so proactive, I want to thank him on behalf of the whole village, but you have to give me a break! I'll ask the village cadres to come up with a plan this afternoon, and we can discuss it tomorrow!"
Xu Jiyuan had no choice but to nod. Huang Youquan subconsciously wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder, but halfway through he realized what was happening and retracted his hand to scratch his head. "Expert Xu, just walk around the village this afternoon and get familiar with the environment."
"good."
After the village chief left, the atmosphere in the room became awkward again.
Xu Jiyuan said, "I'll go clean up the room."
After saying this, he went into his room as if fleeing.
On the cabinet next to the dining table, the beautiful and luxurious gift box lay quietly, out of tune with the surrounding furnishings.
The room was spacious and tidy. There was a wooden bed placed in a corner of the room, against two walls. There was also a small stool next to the bed. I didn't know what it was used for.
At the head of the bed were two wooden cabinets similar to large freezers commonly seen in rural areas.
The cabinet is usually filled with rice, flour, peanuts and other things. The cabinet surface is cleaned and can be used as a study desk.
At the foot of the bed, there was a wardrobe, which had been emptied and wiped clean, allowing Xu Jiyuan to put down his clothes.
There were several empty clothes hangers hanging inside, all of which were made by Huang Yuanfa himself using wire. Many of them were rusted, and the touch of them could tell traces of time.
The four shiny tiles on the roof were covered with dust from leaves, which let in mottled light and fell in front of the bed.
Amid the faint smell of damp and mold, Xu Jiyuan opened the box, squatted down, and began to pack his luggage silently.
After cleaning up, he sat on the bed, staring blankly at everything around him, recalling his bright room that was spotlessly clean, with star posters and all kinds of toys on the walls, and he was lost in thought.
There was silence all around, and he fell asleep quietly without realizing it.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, he woke up from his bed and felt inexplicably refreshed.
He slowly stood up, walked out of the room, passed through the main hall and came to the open space under the eaves.
The hostess Chen Hongmei was sitting in a corner outside the kitchen, cutting pig grass with a large chopper.
Seeing Xu Jiyuan coming out, he kept working and greeted him with a smile, "Expert Xu, you're up. Did you have a good rest?"
Xu Jiyuan was terrified and hummed, "That...Brother Huang..."
"Oh, he's taking the kids to pick tangerines. They're over there. You can see them in a few minutes."
As she spoke, Chen Hongmei pointed at him.
Xu Jiyuan thought about it and decided that since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well do as the old village chief said and familiarize himself with the situation first. So he thanked him and walked out of the yard.
Niujiao Village, like the former Hushan Village, is a settlement consisting of several households. The entire village is made up of dozens of such settlements.
There were originally six households in the area where Huang Yuanfa's home lives. Two of them moved to the side of the road and built buildings, leaving only four households still holding on.
Well, to be precise, I am stuck because I have no money.
Xu Jiyuan walked along the road, and couldn't help covering his mouth and nose when passing by other houses.
Because these families habitually built pig pens and toilets along the road when they built their houses, the dark brown water fermented quietly in the pit, impacting Xu Jiyuan's sense of smell and vision.
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