When Chaimen heard the dog barking, he returned home on a snowy night.
In the middle of the eighteenth night of the twelfth lunar month, drizzle mixed with snow particles rustled on the blue tiles. A tractor from a neighboring township that returned from selling oranges suddenly passed by Nanjiang Village and stopped at the door of the credit union. A person jumped in the car, and Yang Yong came back.
The door of the potential house was bolted. So he walked over and knocked a few times on the closed wooden window of the grocery store. The dim kerosene lamp immediately lit up in the room, and I thought it was the grandfather of Qianjia who was not asleep. Then he quickly put on a big jacket and got up to open the door to Yang Yong, saying: "You go back to the house to wash away the cold, and then eat something to cushion your belly. Don't sleep, I'll put on my clothes and wait for you to come and discuss something. "
Although Yang Yong was surprised, he nodded and agreed. I think Qian Liqin also heard the noise outside, the back room also lit up the light, opened the door, and the first choked sentence was: "Why do you come back so late, at home... The sky is falling down." Up."
Yang Yong didn't enter the house anymore, and eagerly asked the reason. At the threshold, the couple briefly said what was right and wrong these days.
He came in, put down his handbag, and did not wash and eat. Yang Yong patted the rain on his body and quickly walked into the inner nest. Staring at the godlike faces of the two daughters on the bed, his heart was raging, his nose was sour, and the face of the man who had always been hard was moved. After a long time, when Grandpa Qianjia opened the door and came in, the two men looked away and quietly retreated to the small kitchen for discussion.
Grandpa Qianjia brought in half a bottle of shochu, and Weng and Son-in-law opened each other silently with the leftovers of the evening. Qian Liqin hurriedly talked about the causes and consequences while reading down the line. It was a long time before Grandpa Qian’s turn to speak: “Later I went to the township chief several times, and he promised to wait for you to come back to solve these two things. Comrade Ruan, Mai once helped her daughter on the mountain. Helped us to say a few good things in front of the mayor."
After drinking a glass of wine, the situation was sorted out, Yang Yong's thick eyebrows gradually opened, and he asked, "How much is the top of the self-retained mountain? Are many trees cut down? I will go up when the next day is a little brighter. Take a look."
Grandpa Qianjia said: "The TV tower is about to be topped right now. The four concrete piers of the tower base total about 60 square meters, and all the trees are cut down because of materials and machinery. There are a total of about 300. Square. In addition, the workers also arbitrarily opened a road nearly one meter wide, and all the trees along the way were cut down."
"What about compensation?"
"The compensation for the tower base land is 500 yuan, and the other trees add up to 100 yuan."
Yang Yong asked again: "Have you dealt with the cut trees?"
Grandpa Qianjia said: "The big trees have been hired to bring back some good materials, and the small ones are still scattered on the mountain, so they can only be used as firewood. We have lost a little bit in this matter. I also saw it in the village. I only agreed on the long face."
Yang Yong Hululu ate a large amount of noodles with chopsticks, chewed it a few times, and said vaguely: "I'm not worried about the money, the TV tower matter is easy to solve. I'm worried about the little daughter, don't Then there will be some demon moths, and I will not give up anything this time. What do you think, dad?"
Grandpa Qianjia stopped his chopsticks and said: "I think, we can take less money, let the village take care of the children more relaxed, so that the household registration procedures can be completed as soon as possible."
Yang Yong stayed silent, took the noodles in a couple of mouthfuls, raised his head and drank the soup, put down the bowl and said, "My thoughts are different. Let's talk to the village, I donated this mountain, don't charge them, let them Or the county wrote us a certificate of honor, proving that the top of the mountain was rightfully ours, and sealed the second group of people. As for the money, buy a TV set for the elderly association in the village, and our home and the town jointly signed it. Meaningful has won the support of the vast majority of people in the village, leaving those who want to divide it into nothing to say. There is no elderly in anyone's family, and the words of the elderly have weight. By then, most of the public opinion will stand on our side."
"What about the kid."
Yang Yong said: "I sent the top of the mountain and the TV set. I took short hands and made sense. I had to let us go in the village and in the village. I don’t want to be free, but I have to invoice me according to the city’s document standards. , You can’t be the same, you can punish as much as you want in the village."
Qian Liqin carefully glanced at the face of Qian's grandfather, and inserted a sentence: "What if the township does not agree?"
At this time, the Qianjia Grandpa spoke lightly: "It's just that we are too bad... Don't worry about this. You are still clever, she ran to Comrade Ruan's house and looked for his daughter to play, and inquired about this TV tower. It seems that the project will be used as one of the assessment results to promote cadres. In this way, in addition to being responsible to the county, the township cadres don’t want accidents even more than we do.”
"Does the team disagree?"
"Humph." Yang Yong said coldly: "This is a self-retaining mountain. What qualifications do they have to disagree. It's just that the psychological imbalance doesn't want our family to be beautiful. Our family also won't take any points, and lost the top of the mountain for nothing. With so many trees, their blissful mentality is balanced, and they won't make irresponsible remarks."
Seeing that Yang Yong was determined to do so, Grandpa Qianjia didn't say much, and said softly: "Then you hurry up and rest. Let's go to the township government tomorrow morning and make a quick decision to end this matter."
Grandpa Qianjia got up and went out, the couple washed a little and went back to the room. In the end, Yang Yong took the kerosene lamp into the inner den, sat on the edge of the outer bed and looked at it for a while, and said softly to Qian Liqin: "The two children really look alike."
Qian Liqin also slowly sat down on the edge of the bed: "Yes, the two sisters-in-law in the yard said they looked like. But there is still a difference when you look closely. This child looks lovable, and his skin is slightly darker. The fortune-teller is said to be a blessed person, but he is not worried. I worry about the eyes of wheat, vaguely like a layer of fog, faint, like crying, sometimes I dare not look directly into her eyes. She There is a gap in the lifeline in the palm of the hand, and the fortune tellers say that the fate of this child is rough, which makes people really worried."
Yang Yong patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, now the children are back. I can finally get a solid sleep."
Qian Liqin gave him angrily: "You are generous. In a word, if you don’t want the money from the TV tower, you don’t need it. You don’t know how hard my dad has been mediating these days. I can tell you that, my family only There are 14 yuan and 8 cents left. What about the fine? How should we spend this year?"
Yang Yong chuckled and said, "This time you did the right thing. I brought back more than 300 yuan. I will survive for a while. I will not kill the remaining pigs during the New Year. I will find one in a few days. The buyer sold it and kept the money to buy new piglets next year. When the oranges start next year, I will transport them to Huayang City to shop, hoping to sell them at a good price.
"The trees moved back from the mountain can still be sold for a few dollars."
"Let's put it here first. Now the children are back, and there are not enough rooms. Sooner or later there will be a few rooms separated upstairs. Keep the wood and buy it when you can save it."
The couple murmured for a while before leaving. In the dark night, Qian Mai slowly opened his eyes.