What kind of place is Kyoto to ordinary people? It's no exaggeration to say that it's a god-like place.
It’s not that Kyoto is so beautiful. People who have never been there, especially the villagers, cannot imagine the prosperity of a big city and therefore do not envy it.
What attracts them is that a great leader lives here.
The policy has changed in recent years and it is no longer like that.
In the past few years, before meals, every family would dance the loyalty dance and recite quotations from the great leader in front of pictures of him.
If you go to the market in a town or county, you will see posters everywhere saying "Great strategic deployment, forge ahead courageously", with a large poster of the leader in the center. The first sentence you say before you open your mouth to buy something is "The great leader told us how to do this and that". In the early years, you could see soldiers wearing red armbands standing on the side of the road reciting quotations everywhere.
Therefore, in the hearts of ordinary people, especially the peasant brothers, the leader lives in Kyoto, and going to Kyoto is equivalent to going to the side of the god-like leader in their hearts.
What about the people of Kyoto? They are all blessed with divine power!
Naturally, when Liang Xiaoxiao said that her family was from Kyoto and she was a local, Ge Yufeng, who had come from that era, immediately smiled much more enthusiastically than before.
"Oh, Auntie likes girls like you. Look at you, look at you. The girls in Kyoto are so different from those in our village. I can tell from your little face that you have a blessed face. You are blessed. I hate those who are as thin as a thorn. You can't see how you will get rich!"
Ge Yufeng exaggeratedly praised Liang Xiaoxiao and forgot about Bi Yue, who was as thin as a thorn beside her. Zhao Dashan came into the room with a thermos and heard it. He was so scared that he looked at Bi Yue quickly, fearing that Bi Yue was suspicious and had a problem with his mother.
At a glance, fortunately, Bi Yue and his father were talking in a low voice.
Bi Yue never picks on trivial matters. It's not that she didn't hear it, but she knows the speaking style of the aunties and grandmas in the village too well.
When I went back to my hometown in the summer, I met the women in the village. Some of them even started praising one and criticizing the other, as if to verify that what they said was the truth. Comparing them with others made it seem more convincing.
Bi Yue regarded all of those as "local characteristics". If she nitpicked and complained, she would be exhausted. Although she was also upset when she returned to her hometown at that time and couldn't adapt to the stay there.
Liang Xiaoxiao was still very happy in her heart. Dashan's mother was just like Dashan, very kind and warm to her, and seemed to like her very much.
She sat on the edge of the kang and listened to Aunt Zhao's loud voice. She really felt that people in the Northeast were generous and their words were very interesting.
While they were talking back and forth, Liang Xiaoxiao couldn't help herself and observed Zhao Dashan out of the corner of her eye.
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"Uncle, I'm not entirely sure what my uncle does, but he trades goods. He carries the cheap goods from the southern border back to Kyoto. If you're worried, you can ask him later."
Zhao Shugen was puzzled. How could he know what to sell to make money right after coming out? He asked:
"Who recommended him to do this? Is he reliable?! I haven't heard anything from him. How can I be assured? Your father! Why are you hiding this from me? It's unnecessary!"
"Yueyue, it's not that I don't trust your uncle. You and Dashan can all take care of each other in this big city. I feel relieved when you can stick together. I'm just worried that your uncle is a real man. Don't let him cheat you again!"
After just a few words, Bi Yue understood. Brother Dashan was quite smart and knew not to expose her.
It's not that she can't be a strong woman, but her image of being quiet and silent is too deeply rooted in the minds of the villagers.
Besides, people say that times have changed and men and women are the same, but now it is the 1980s, and she is a woman, especially an 18-year-old woman attending college!
If she is too capable of organizing things, then those women in her hometown... Bi Yue glanced at Ge Yufeng and said something unpleasant.
While Zhao Shugen and Ge Yufeng were being taken to the backyard toilet by Zhao Dashan, Bi Yue quickly opened her backpack, wrote a few lines, tore them off, and handed them to Liang Xiaoxiao:
"Hurry up, girl, go home and run some errands and give this note to my uncle."
Before Bi Yue finished speaking, Liang Xiaoxiao glared at her: "What? I'll go deliver it?"
Seeing Liang Xiaoxiao humming and holding the note without moving her legs, Bi Yue half-knelt on the edge of the kang and pushed her: "What are you thinking about? You still need to say hello to them?! Goodbye!"
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There was a pile of money scattered on the bed. Bi Tielin had a white towel on his head and was wearing only a set of gray sweater and trousers.
He had just finished taking a shower and was planning to count the money and do some accounting. After deducting the money he brought back from this trip and dividing it among his brothers, he would put the rest in the bank and hand it over to his eldest brother, letting him do whatever he wanted with the money.
As a result, he stared at the money spread out on the bed, frowning and thinking.
The last time he was in the hotel cubicle where he stayed, he heard a few people from northern Shaanxi playing poker and talking loudly about coal mines.
Those people were boasting quite a bit, and Bi Tielin suspected that the profit margins one of them was talking about from mining and coal mining were probably just legends, and that it was impossible to reach that level. However, the profits from mining coal were indeed huge, that was undeniable!
He felt a momentary excitement when he heard it, but he didn't think about it too much.
Now he pondered again.
It seemed like it was God's will. He couldn't help but start thinking about where the thermal coal was produced, which place had more concentrated coal production, and which place was not like the Northeast where the coal was buried too deeply, resulting in too high mining costs.
Bi Tielin had forgotten he still had a white towel draped over his head. He crossed his arms, his gaze fixed on a spot at the head of the bed, thinking that with his current strength, he could probably only mine two of the entire "Chicken Coop Mine" at most.
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