He continued walking forward and saw Huang Yuanfa carrying two baskets and walking with a little boy from one end of a house. He then walked towards them from the yard in front of the house.
Suddenly, there was a sound of iron chains colliding, getting closer and closer. He turned his head sharply and was shocked to see a skinny, hairless old dog rushing towards him.
It was not until we got closer that we heard a loud barking.
Xu Jiyuan was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, a childish voice sounded behind him, "You dead dog, don't bite me!"
The little boy rushed up to him with his short legs swinging, and protected him behind him. He imitated an adult and glared at the old dog that was unable to rush over because its neck was strangled by a chain. He raised his hands and looked very fierce.
Huang Yuanfa came over quickly with a shoulder pole and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Expert Xu, they are tied with iron chains. As long as you don't go into their yard, they can't bite you."
The little boy walked back to his father silently. Xu Jiyuan looked at this scene with a complicated expression. He never imagined that he would be protected by a four-year-old child.
Xu Jiyuan simply put down the two baskets, took two oranges from the two baskets of bright red oranges, handed one to Xu Jiyuan and the other to the little boy, and said with a smile: "Try it, it's delicious."
Xu Jiyuan reached out to take it, broke it open, took a petal, put it in his mouth, and it was indeed sweet and refreshing.
He spat out a few fruit cores and asked in confusion, "You picked so many, when will you be able to eat them all?"
Huang Yuanfa smiled and said, "We won't eat them all by ourselves. We will pick them and sell them in town tomorrow. Now those of us who have fruit trees at home can find ways on our own. We are just waiting for things to get sorted out in the village. Then we won't have to work so hard!"
Xu Jiyuan was a little surprised. "How much does this cost per pound?"
Huang Yuanfa smiled and said, "The town can't afford the price. They sell it for one dollar, one dollar, or nine cents. These two baskets weigh more than 100 kilograms. If we're lucky, we can still make more than 100 yuan."
Xu Jiyuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.
"Haha!" Huang Yuanfa saw his expression, guessed his thoughts, and smiled, "That's not bad. We farm, carry manure and fertilizer, climb hills and ridges, and can't earn more than a few dozen or a hundred yuan a day! I just hope that you, Expert Xu, and the town leaders can help us, so that we don't have to work so hard in the future, haha!"
As he said this, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out one and handed it to Xu Jiyuan. Then he paused, and Xu Jiyuan reached out to take it, and took out his lighter and lit it for Huang Yuanfa.
The two of them were smoking and talking while looking at the mountains, forests and houses in front of them.
The little boy squatted beside the basket and stuffed the tangerine slices into his mouth, eating until his cheeks bulged.
The green mountains are curling and the green trees are swaying. I don’t know how many villagers are silent in this valley.
After finishing a cigarette, the three of them got up and went home. The little boy secretly picked up the orange peel that Xu Jiyuan had thrown on the ground and held it in his hand.
Xu Jiyuan hurriedly said: "Why did you pick that up? Put it down!"
Huang Yuanfa turned his head and saw it, and said with a smile: "This red tangerine peel is a good thing. If you dry it and sell it to the pharmacy in town as tangerine peel, you can still make a lot of money!"
Xu Jiyuan was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips, "I didn't expect that he is so sensible at such a young age, that's great."
His praise did not win the little boy's affection. He continued to follow his father silently, swinging his short legs.
"Children of poor families have to grow up early!" Huang Yuanfa laughed, picked up the load and walked unsteadily.
Xu Jiyuan was walking behind and saw the father and son. Some of the ideas that had always been in his mind, like a dam on the shore, were impacted by the surging waves of his heart.
After returning and putting down the burden, Huang Yuanfa took the initiative to take Xu Jiyuan around and introduced some of the situations to him.
Time quietly came to evening.
For dinner, I heated up the leftovers from lunch and fried an extra dish.
Chen Hongmei said, "This is the only condition in the countryside. Expert Xu, please don't despise it!"
Xu Jiyuan talked more and smiled slightly, "I mentioned it to the village chief before I came here. We can just eat and live together. I must not cause any trouble to you."
After dinner, Chen Hongmei went to clean up and Huang Yuanfa also had a lot of things to do, so Xu Jiyuan returned to his room by himself. Under the dim light, he spread out his work notes and worked for a while.
After working for a while, he felt sleepy. He looked at the time and it was only eight forty.
On normal days, isn't this the time when we should be full of energy?
Just as he was thinking, Huang Yuanfa walked to the door and said, "Expert Xu, the water is ready. You can wash your face and feet now."
"Oh, okay!"
Xu Jiyuan agreed and walked out. After finishing his work, he returned to the room and crawled into the quilt. He seemed to feel that everything was not so unacceptable.
His phone vibrated quietly, and he looked at the caller ID and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello."
"Son! Are you okay?" A concerned and anxious woman's voice came from the other end of the line, "Your father didn't allow me to call you, so I borrowed Aunt Liu's phone to call you while I was dancing in the square."
"Mom, it's not that serious. Don't worry. I'm fine!"
"Don't comfort your mother! Mom heard from others that life in the countryside is very miserable, it's dirty and damp, rats and cockroaches are everywhere, there's no toilet, not to mention squat toilets, and the food is not clean..."
Hearing the crying voice over there, Xu Jiyuan hurriedly comforted her and it took a long time for her to calm down.
After hanging up the phone, he, who had always enjoyed his mother's love and care, felt for the first time that the saying "a loving mother often has a spoiled child" had some truth to it.
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