Chapter 1 Go home ()

The Planning Bureau has always had good benefits. In this year's "Mid-Autumn Festival - National Day" festival, Lin Yuanfang not only received a bonus of 300 yuan, but also distributed five kilograms of Cantonese mooncakes, ten kilograms of soybean oil and fifty kilograms of Yuanyang rice.

On Saturday morning, Lin Yuanfang was like performing acrobatics. He had moon cakes and soybean oil on his handlebars, and carried fifty kilograms of rice on the back rack. He rode his Phoenix brand 28 heavy bicycle out of the dormitory and rushed home.

Lin Yuanfang is from Linzhuang Village, Gucheng Township, Mangnan County. After graduating from university two years ago, he was assigned to the Planning Bureau of Mangnan County. He currently lives in the dormitory of the unit and usually eats in the canteen of the unit. He always takes time to send it home if the unit sends something.

After leaving the county town and walking north, it looks about three or four kilometers. The wide and flat cement road turns into a bumpy asphalt road. It is the autumn harvest season, and the road is full of corn, which squeezes the originally not wide asphalt road to leave a small path. Fortunately, there are not many cars on the road, so Lin Yuanfang rode carefully, and it takes more than twenty miles to arrive in an hour.

As soon as he entered the village, Lin Yuanfang saw his father lowering his head and drying corn on the side of the road. "Dad." He parked his bicycle next to his father and turned over and got out of the car. Lin Yuanfang's family has a relatively high seniority. Many villagers who are about the same age as his father Lin Quanzhi would call him Uncle Quan when they see his father, and his mother is naturally called Aunt Quan.

"Are you back?" Uncle Quan looked up at Lin Yuanfang, and a hint of surprise appeared on his wrinkled face. Then his eyes fell on Lin Yuanfang's bicycle, and his face tense and complained: "I don't know how to save all day, why do I buy so many things?"

"This is paid by the unit, so there is no need to spend money." Lin Yuanfang knew that his father felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately, so he would explain to his family every time he sent things.

"Then you keep it for yourself. The things you brought back last time have not finished eating yet." Uncle Quan still complained.

"Dad, you don't know. What's the use of keeping these things when I eat in the cafeteria of the unit?" Lin Yuanfang said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you haven't finished eating, keep them and eat them slowly. These things will not be broken for a while."

"So many things..." Uncle Quan looked at Lin Yuanfang's bicycle again, and said to Lin Yuanfang in a negotiated tone: "How about sending oil and rice to Yuanli? She's going to be tight."

Yuanli is Lin Yuanfang's eldest sister and married to Fangzhuang Village ten miles away. Because her brother-in-law Liu Chengwen was in poor health and could not do heavy physical work, the whole family was supported by Lin Yuanli, and life was difficult. Uncle Quan and Aunt Quan felt sorry for their daughter and paid for it from time to time so that Lin Yuanli would not be able to break up.

Lin Yuanfang had actually prepared 100 yuan and was about to take time to deliver it to his elder sister. When his father said this, he nodded and said, "It's okay. I'll go to my elder sister's house in the afternoon and send her the things."

"Okay, then, let's go in the afternoon." Uncle Quan felt a little guilty on his face, "Oh, Yuanfang, I'm not biased. It's really not easy for Yuanli to do it!"

"Dad, what did you mean?" Lin Yuanfang said angrily.

"Yes, let's not talk about it, let's go back!" Uncle Quan grinned, his face full of wrinkles. He leaned the bamboo rake against the tree next to him, and slapped the floating ash on his body with his rough big hands, while saying, "I'm so hungry after riding for more than twenty miles? Let your mother roll a bowl of noodles for you to eat!"

"Okay!" Lin Yuanfang looked greedy. He knew that in his father's eyes, the noodles rolled by his mother was the best meal in the world. In his father's words, add some vinegar, add some chili, sprinkle some chopped green onions, and add a few drops of sesame oil. He really won't change it to the emperor!

The father and son pushed their bicycles home and met a group of villagers head-on.

"Oh, Uncle Quan, are you back from afar?" The villagers greeted Uncle Quan, but their eyes were staring at Lin Yuan's bicycle, "Look at this kid, I'm so filial, I've bought you so many things."

"It's not bought it. It's all paid by the government, so there's no need to spend money!" Uncle Quan straightened his back, his eyes shining.

The villagers were even more amazed, their eyes were full of envy, and they said, "It's all my faults? Good, it's amazing! Uncle Quan, you are so lucky. You have raised a good son! You don't have to do anything in the future. Sit at home and enjoy the blessings in the distance!"

"We are a villager, what can you do if you don't work!" Uncle Quan smiled and shook his head, glanced at the distance beside him, and the nourishment in his heart was written on his face: The distance is not only the first college student in Linzhuang Village, but also the first national cadre in Linzhuang Village. Although there are people in Linzhuang Village who eat public meals in the county town, they are all factory workers. They give three walnuts and two dates during festivals, which is impossible to compare with the distance.

Lin Yuanfang didn't speak, pushing his bicycle and just walked forward. Since he went to work at the county planning bureau, every time he came back from the county town, he would almost encounter the same scene. At first, his skin was a little feverish, but when he had more times, his face was trained and he thought he couldn't hear these words. And his appearance fell into the eyes of the villagers and became the reserve of state cadres...

The road from the entrance of the village to home is very short, and it will be reached in three or two minutes. As soon as I entered the yard, Uncle Quan shouted loudly to the room: "Damn the child, I'm back from afar!"

"Ah, are you back in the distance?" A surprise voice came from the room. Aunt Quan happily greeted her. Seeing Lin Yuanfang's bicycle, she angrily said: "This child, come back when he comes back, bring so many more things!"

Lin Yuanfang smiled, but didn't say anything, and put his bicycle under the eaves of the west wing. Uncle Quan said on the side: "These are all things that are distributed during the festival in the long distance. I asked him to send rice and oil to Yuanli in the afternoon."

"Old thing, you will sell it well!" Aunt Quan glared at Uncle Quan fiercely. Uncle Quan smiled without saying anything.

"I won't move the rice and oil into the house. I'll send it to my elder sister in the afternoon." Lin Yuanfang set up a car and reached out to lift the four boxes of mooncakes on the handlebars, and said to Uncle Quan and Aunt Quan: "This is a Cantonese mooncake ordered by the unit from the Yangcheng Hotel in Tianyang City. Each box is fifty yuan. You two elders should try it."

"We are reluctant to eat such a precious thing. You can keep it for gifts." Aunt Quan took four boxes of mooncakes, held the exquisite packaging box and looked carefully for a long time, then handed it to Lin Yuanfang.

"Give gifts, who will give gifts?" Lin Yuanfang was amused. In this world, even his mother knew how to give gifts.

"To the leader of your unit."

"Xiuqin, you!" Uncle Quan grinned beside him, "I have sent mooncakes in the distance. How can his leader not send them? Will people care about these things?"

"I don't care!" Aunt Quan gave Uncle Quan another fierce look, "Anyway, I can't bear to eat such expensive things!"

"If you can't bear to eat, just offer it." Uncle Quan waved his hand, "What are you doing in the yard? Go into the house and talk."

Lin Yuanfang followed Uncle Quan into the upper room, put the mooncakes on the Eight Immortals table, pulled a small chair and sat down at the door. Aunt Quan followed in from behind, poured a tea jar of water for Lin Yuanfang and handed it over.

Lin Yuanfang took the tea jar and poured it into two mouthfuls. He reached out to wipe the water at the corner of his mouth and said in his heart that the well water at home was delicious, unlike the water in the county town, with a bleached smell.

Aunt Quan kept staring at the mooncakes on the table. Seeing Lin Yuanfang drinking water, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Yuanfang, let's discuss something with you?"

"Mom, if you have anything to do, you'll tell me." Lin Yuanfang said with an enamel teapot.

Aunt Quan pointed to the mooncakes on the Eight Immortals table and said, "This mooncake is so expensive, it's a waste for your father and I to eat it. How about taking them to the small shop at the entrance of the village to sell them?"

Uncle Quan was squatting on the ground with a dry tobacco pipe. When he heard Aunt Quan say this, he said, "Xiuqin, why are you crazy in broad daylight? The village eats five-nut mooncakes that cost two or three yuan per pound. They have never seen these 50 yuan per box of mooncakes. Who dares to buy them? Who is willing to buy them? Don't scare them to death!"

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't worry about mooncakes. I rode for more than twenty miles in the morning and was so hungry. Why don't you go and get a bowl of noodles for your child?"

"Ah, look at me!" Aunt Quan patted her thighs and said with pain: "Far away, wait, mom will roll the noodles now." As she said that, she picked up her apron and hurried to the kitchen.

Not much time left, Aunt Quan came over with a big bowl of fragrant and hot noodles: "Come in the distance, come quickly." She turned around and shouted at Uncle Quan: "Put yours on the stove and take it yourself."

Uncle Quan smiled and knocked the soles of the shoes with a dry tobacco pipe. He got up and was about to go to the kitchen, but heard someone shouting outside: "Is Lin Quanzhi at home?"

Who?" Uncle Quan lifted the curtain and saw a farmer in his forties, very beautiful and had no impression.

"I am Lin Quanzhi." Uncle Quan asked in confusion: "You are..."

"My surname is Liu, and your son-in-law Liu Chengwen is my family." The man said, "Your Yuanli asked me to bring you a message."

"Sit in the room." Uncle Quan asked the man into the room, "If you have any words, drink water before you can say it."

"Yes, go into the house and have a drink." Lin Yuanfang and Aunt Quan also came to the door.

"No, time is tight, I have to pass on the message for others. Yuanli asked you to find a way to raise 400 yuan for her before noon." The man waved his hand, said a hurriedly, turned around and left.

"Please wait a moment." Lin Yuanfang went up and stopped the man, "What happened to my sister?"

"Hi!" The man raised his wrist and looked at his watch, stomped his feet and said, "It's not that damn Tiliu! The village's trespass has risen a lot this year, and many people have not paid it. The village has set up an owe clearance team, which stipulates that villagers who have not submitted the owe clearance must stay at home and cannot even leave their homes. He also said that the withdrawal money must be paid before 11 o'clock in the morning, otherwise the village's owed team will take compulsory collection measures. I happened to go to the county town to do business. When I passed by your village, Yuanli asked me to bring you a message. You can hurry up. If it's late, the owe clearance team may be holding a pig and cow!"
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