Chen Cai Old Street was once a place with rich connotations in eastern Zhuji. After leaving the mountain village in my hometown, I turned around by the thatched trunk and arrived at Chen Cai. First, there was a foreign-style hospital with a high wall. There was also an octagonal pavilion built on the mountain behind the hospital. The hospital was built by the Kuomintang Major General Brigade Commander Weng Guohua.

There were Dr. Zhao and Dr. Zhang in the hospital. The two women were Dr. Bao and Dr. Chen. They all had good medical skills and could see any problems. Later, Dr. Chen, who was a young girl, was also a woman. She was tall and had a student head. When we went to school early in the morning, she would sometimes wear a strap dress and go out to stroll around the streets, which was very impressive.

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"Why are you called Chen Cai? Are they all surnamed Chen and Cai?" Coco would ask some questions that sound childish, but no one would blame her because she was really young.

Teacher Chen talked enthusiastically about the inheritance of some families. For example, in ancient times, due to the instability of the social environment, some bandits were always needed to be prevented. Therefore, a village sometimes had a team, such as Taimen House, which was actually targeted at certain bandits.

A large village like Chen Cai may be formed by a family living together, and as time goes by, more and more people will become.

However, after a little explanation, Teacher Chen immediately talked about his main topic.

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The hospital has no inpatient department, and it is very quiet inside. When we get home from school, we like to pass through the hospital because we have a well behind the hospital, and scoop a spoonful of water in the lunch box, and drink it in one breath, which is refreshing!

Below the hospital is the home of high school classmate Zhao Xiaoman. She has a father who works in Hangzhou and a mother who is a female party member in a rural home. Because her father came from the Whampoa Military Academy, she was inconvenient to come forward under the circumstances and often saw her mother busy with work in the village.

There are three or five old tile houses, a stream in front of the door, and under the road outside the stream is Chen Caijiang. During the rainy season, the flood is also full of spectacular scenery.

In late autumn, pebbles are crisscrossing and streams are clear, and winding down slowly. The scenery on both sides is pleasant, on the one hand, the houses built along the river are arranged in a regular manner, staggered and orderly manner. The smoke from cooking is curling, which is very ancient. On the other hand, it is a lineage of the mountain. In late autumn and early winter, the red leaves are colorful and the colors are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Every day when I go home from school, I often see a retired fisherman fishing quietly in a deep pool in front of my classmate Xiaoman's house.

Next to it is a pig market, which is very lively. People in the mountains will carry bamboo cages to trade here, and some come from the mountainous areas of Shengxian County to trade. I remember one year my father's friend Uncle Qingtang, a friend from Yahuang in Shengxian County, came to buy pigs. Our family has raised pigs for a few years and sold them very well. The people who bought them said that it was our piglets easy to raise and sold very quickly.

Passing the pig market is called the street, also called the market head, a row of door houses, with dental inlaids, black pottery, palm craftsman shop, health center, tailor shop, and tailor shop. There are about twenty foreign cars (sewing machines). There are so many masters, remember that a master named Shanshan has the best skills!

A deep alley next to the tailor shop is walking in. The courtyard inside is deep, and it is Qixing's home. One year, a classmate Qixing took us to have dinner together. My mother was like a lady from a family, and her sisters were all as beautiful as fairies.

From the long alley of Qixing, there should be a high wall here, with a very tall round hole door, as if it was a city gate, and there was a port at the door, which flowed all year round.

There is a cobbler at the entrance of the tailor shop wearing reading glasses and raising a dog. While he is working, the dog crawls beside the cobbler's load. When he is happy, he plays with the dog. "Come on, hold your left foot" and the dog raises his left foot, "hold your right foot" and the dog raises his right foot, which is very funny.

Diagonally opposite is the meat shop. You have to get up early when buying meat. The queue is very long. The meat seller, Master Mingcheng, cut his knife and his pounds are almost the same. Master An, who is calculating the accounts and collecting money, also sings out how many pounds there are, and he also reports on how many ounces here, which can be called a golden partner!

That era was not like now. If you want to buy a knife meat, you can choose whatever parts you can choose. At that time, it was your turn. As long as there was meat, it would be satisfactory. People often return empty-handed because you don’t want to believe that there is only one meat shop in the township, there are no branches, and you also have to rely on meat tickets.

Then there are tofu shops, restaurants, and the meat steamed buns and shredded pork noodles in the hotel are particularly attractive. In summer, popsicles are also sold at the entrance of the hotel. At that time, the white sugar popsicles and red bean popsicles were much better than the popsicles that granddaughters eat now.

It is said that one year the old county magistrate He Wenlong walked out of Sizhai wearing a small cold hat and there was no food for the restaurant. The clerks thought they were a farmer in the mountains and did not speak very politely. Some sharp-eyed people recognized him as the county magistrate He Wenlong, so they quickly started to do it. County magistrate He said, "No need, I will eat whatever the people eat!" The style of the cadres at that time was simply touching!

Diagonally opposite the hotel is the purchase department, which collects everything. The store is large. Pull a few iron wires and puts on iron clips. While weighing the pounds, clip the small receipts onto the iron clips. When you lift them with your hands, the iron clips flew along the wire to the cashier counter to see that they were very skillful in operating. Then there was a Baidai store, a cloth store and a Nanfu store. The clerks were always busy.

Classmate Yuan Kai is also a person on the street. He said that he was a clerk who wanted to ask skilled workers to make wine. The wine was very fast and full of wine. However, novices often trembled. A lot of wine was shaken off. The same is true in the cloth shop. The skilled workers whirled to the head with a whirl. The novice wanted to hiss, and hissed a few times, and it was slanted off. It was smaller in size!

The most idle one is Xinhua Bookstore. There are not many farmers in the mountainous areas who buy books, and they can’t afford comic strips that cost a few cents a day. The administrator is the beautiful mother of his friend Huang Min. Later, during the Cultural Revolution, all of them were political books. However, there were also a few mountain literati who often came to read "Reference News" quietly. You really don’t believe that there are always experts in the mountains with a world-renowned mind.

There is also a store that dyed clothes. Teacher Sferquan, who once taught us, used magenta to melt the clothes in a hot pot, then turned the clothes from white to blue or black, and turned old clothes into new clothes. This type of store also had room for survival at that time. Later, when I went to work in Shipu, Teacher Sferquan opened a store on Shipu Street, and finally went back and forth to open a store on the street of the chessboard in my hometown, Sizhai.

Opposite the dyed clothes shop is the Japanese shop. The owner, Mr. Hu Conglang, is from Wenzhou and speaks with a clear and swaying voice. We don’t understand, but he is very cheerful and has a smile on his face. The boss’s wife is a Japanese overseas Chinese, a Japanese named Eiko Takayama, and never speaks. In 1973, I saw her at Mr. Wangdo’s house. She spoke standard Mandarin. She came to ask Mr. Wangdo “How to write the rattan chair”? Mr. Wangdo’s respect for her was beyond my expectations. He asked her to sit down and ask her if she wanted tea? She said she passed by and asked her that the relative always wanted to send a rattan chair over, and Mr. Wangdo found a piece of paper to write for her.

Seeing Mr. Chen Wangdou respect this Japanese woman so much, Gao Shan Rongzi suddenly became perfect in my mind. Later, a student from Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, Mr. Dai Yuansong, who graduated from Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, is also from Wenzhou. She works in Chen Cai Cement Factory. With the help and efforts of Mr. Dai Yuansong, she got the opportunity to return to China to visit relatives.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. There are also Chinese medicine shops in the old street. Several old men in the traditional Chinese medicine shops, one is Lu Juying's father, the other is Zhou Min'er's father, and the other is young. He rides a bicycle to deliver decoctions and rides a bicycle, which is very charming. The two old men are very dedicated, both have a kind and beautiful Bodhisattva heart. I admire their literacy skills very much. So many Chinese medicine prescribed like talismans, like heavenly books, must be identified without any fault!

The post office here is just opposite the butcher shop. The telephone and telegraph were very mysterious when I was a child. My friend Mao Peiqing served as a leader here. I had a great impression of him. Now, when I was in elementary school, the flower and bird painter Xu Haibin once worked in Chen Cai. He crawled a telephone pole, wore a pair of special iron shoes with hooks, and carried a canvas bag full of pliers, scissors and other things. At that time, the telephone poles in the mountains were all wood, and they crawled a telephone pole as if they were walking on flat ground. At that time, he was very young and sunny, but he didn't understand his words, but he just remembered that he could draw. Because he liked to draw, he remembered his name.

There are also many of my high school classmates here, Cai Min'er, Yang Fanghua, Chen Baoguo, Mao Shuimu, and Xi Xuecai. Xi Xuecai went to the tofu shop to grind tofu every day at night, and later sent to the Lutong in Zhupu Loutong and later became a doctor. His life was a hardship.

There are also painters from the Tan family, Mao family, and the ancestors of the Tan family have produced painters. Mao Xinfu, the current Mao family, is a painter. Is it Feng Shui?

The one I want to like most is Mr. Fu Xiaowen, secretary of the supply and marketing cooperative. He is not good-looking, but he is extraordinary. He has a brush and calligraphy. He has a huge red letter "Agriculture Learning Dazhai" written vertically on the wall, which is very popular in Chen Cai Town at that time!

The back door of the dyeing shop opposite the Japanese shop is the transport station, which is for food by strength. Although they are doing heavy physical labor, people in the mountains are always wearing white gloves and green labor cloth clothes. The fathers of classmates Si Guanghua, Cai Zhongfu and Chen Juhua all work here. From here, the mountain goods are pulled to Zhuji Chengguan by hand, and then they bring back food such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar. Sometimes the brigade is dispatched and it is very stylish.

There is a carving stall next to it. I think the owner of the store was named Xu and had a pair of twins. I also carved a square stone seal from him, which costs 50 cents. Because the materials were brought by myself, it was a very good old frozen stone material. I took out the four official scripts of "Chen Quan Yong Seal" today and looked at them. I will treasure this square seal, and I don't know where he went later?

There were fewer stores next, but this car repair shop was very popular back then. The father of classmate Zhou Shuiying runs this car shop. He is really a "small and faster" character. He can repair any car. At present, Mercedes-Benz and BMW will definitely not do anything to him.

There is a shop next to it with several chairs. The one with the best skills is like the one in the innermost chair of the Shuishiji. He has a very collectivist spirit and takes the initiative to let the skilled master manage several chairs conveniently at the door. The shop should be a chat time, a place far away from the emperor, but in that era, there were only some older people chatting in the shop.

There are few stores down the market. Once a person from Shengxian County came to open a watch repair shop. There was a dim sum shop next to it. The water mist of steamed buns was very impressive. Finally, it was the bus station and the grain station. There was a grocery store run by a supply and marketing cooperative next to the bus station.

I remember that there were only two buses a day at the bus station. The bearded station waiter always shouted at us children.

There is also a tea station, which is a window in a mountainous area. It has a decent scale and a very prosperous business performance. The father of a classmate Feng Ming works here. Sometimes when accepting tea, dozens of tea bowls on the table are all made of tea, which is very fragrant and fragrant. As a little naughty boy, we will also drink a few bowls. Feng Ming’s father never drinks us.

In addition to buying grain, the grain station also has a grain warehouse and a rice mill. When I couldn't reach the buying grain window, Fu Peilei's mother worked here later, and the abacus was a joke. According to colleague Cai Peike, Peilei's mother was one of the three famous abacus pens in the county. Her name was Shi Yueluo. There was another one I also knew, Sicailuo and the other one from the Xianpu Grain Station, but I couldn't remember it.

The two employees in Chen Cailiang Station were the most impressed by the two employees. One was the big man responsible for milling rice. He was very kind, and the other was the small but straight waisted Xu Xiao who carried a foreign cannon and liked to argue with reason. Of course, there were many old employees, Ma Wenlong and his friend Ma Lincai. My cousin, Brother Naixin, later transferred to the job and was assigned to serve as the leader here, and the chair Shi Yueluo had sat on. The window he had run was occupied by Jiang Liying, the friend Wu Junan's partner. Things are so vicissitudes of life!

Because of the construction of a reservoir in Chencai Old Street, the stars here have disappeared. Tens of thousands of migrant workers are working here. Any migrant workers who have worked on construction sites in Chencai Reservoir and the people who live in the Chencai area will definitely have a deep impression of Chencai Old Street.

The Chencai Reservoir is now named Dongbai Lake, and it bears the important responsibility for the water draw of more than one million people in the city. From Paitou to Fengqiao, from Daxi, Wuyi to Yaojiang, Meichi, the people are proud to be able to drink Dongbai Lake. This is thanks to the leaders of the county party committee and county government who used Shi Yongliang and Dong Shiyuan as the squad leader, thanks to all the staff who were preparing to build the reservoir, thanks to the hard work of tens of thousands of migrant workers, and thanks to the selfless dedication of the villagers in the flooded villages.

A few days ago, I went to Chencai Old Street again. The quiet village was silent, and there were broken bricks and tiles that caught my eye. The endless atmosphere of life could no longer be appreciated. Can you still hear the sound of the past by prying open the old stone slabs on the stone road? Of course, our generation can still live in memory of the past.

Leaving these words is a kind of primitive memory. The article actually records my impression of this old street when I was a child. It is always so beautiful and worth recalling. However, there are still many missing things. I hope that friends who are familiar with the old street or who pass by will leave a message here to supplement relevant information.

Fortunately, there is also the original grain station, which was sold by his classmate Guolong. In the ancient Chencai Old Street, there is such a star that is still shining with its own brilliance...

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Many of these are articles in Teacher Chen Quanyong’s WeChat public account Ren Xianshanmen, because my intention is to praise the beauty of my hometown, and Teacher Chen has a deep relationship with Lao Dongbaihu. It is recommended that those who like the history of Dongbaihu Town can follow Teacher Chen’s WeChat public account Ren Xianshanmen.
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