Back to 80: My Literary Life

So everyone pushed Shi Tiesheng out of the yard and walked towards Yuan Yuan's house.

Yuan Yuan's house is at the edge of the village, with a row of five-hole cave dwellings with blue brick hoops in front of it!

"Tsk tsk. Duan Yuan, you really did it." Shi Tiesheng praised.

In northern Qin, most cave dwellings have three holes in a row on the front. For example, the front of Yuan Yuan's house has five holes, and they are all made of green bricks. There are four side kilns on the east and west sides, and there is an inverted sitting stone on the south side of the house. Kilns and livestock pens.

This hospital room is now one of the best in Yanchuan. No wonder Shi Tiesheng praised it.

Duan Yuan smiled and said: "The party's policies are good."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Lu Yao followed behind with a cigarette. He was not familiar with these fellow villagers, so he kept silent. But when he heard what Yuan Yuan said about getting rich in brick kilns, he suddenly became interested and said, "Yuan Yuan, can I come?" Are you going to visit the brick kiln?"

"No problem!" Yuan Yuan agreed: "However, Writer Lu, the brick factory is not in good condition and the dust is too big. Don't make your clothes dirty."

"What's the matter? I've been down in a mine before and came out all dressed in black. Do you still care about this? Let's go. Let's go now!"

"Ah? Have you ever been in the mines? You are such an amazing writer." Yuan Yuan's face was full of admiration.

"Mainly to prepare materials for writing." Lu Yao replied: "Walking there?"

"Take a tractor, and the brick factory is still some distance away."

"OK!"

Lu Yao jumped into the car and sat in the passenger seat. Without any hesitation, Yuan Yuan drove his tractor and drove Lu Yao out.

Shi Tiesheng didn't go because his legs were inconvenient, and Fang Minghua didn't go either. He knew why Lu Yao was suddenly so interested in the brick factory.

In the novel "The Ordinary World", didn't Sun Shaoan run a brick factory? Did you get the inspiration from here?

He doesn't quite know.

But no matter what, the writing is quite true.

Yuan Yuan accompanied Lu Yao to visit his brick factory, and his wife Cailing was still there.

Cailing is a typical Qinbei aunt, with a dark red face and a very simple appearance, but there is a hint of shrewdness in her eyes.

Before leaving, her husband had asked her to entertain them well, and he quickly welcomed everyone into the cave in the middle with a smile. It was very spacious, and Fang Minghua saw a black and white TV set on the table against the wall!

This TV alone shows how wealthy the owner's family is, which is at least richer than the Sun Shao'an family in the novel.

According to the rules, Cai Ling invited Fang Minghua and the others to get on the kang, and also brought melon seeds, peanuts and candies and put them on the small table on the kang for them to eat.

"Writers, please chat first while I go cook for you." Cailing greeted her and left the cave.

The villagers chatted for a while and then dispersed. Near noon, the sound of tractors was heard outside again, and Lu Yao and Yuan Yuan came back.

Lu Yao was sweating profusely and his short-sleeved shirt was already wet, but he was very excited.

"Minghua, Tie Sheng, Yuan Yuan and I just went to the brick factory and learned a lot about the living conditions."

"Lu Yao, it seems that you are planning to write about a brickyard in your novel?" Shi Tiiesheng asked.

"Yes, my idea is that the second protagonist gets rich by opening a brick factory." Lu Yao said, "When the weather gets cooler in the evening, I will go over and have a look."

During lunch, Yuan Yuan also invited his parents over. There were eight people and Yuan Yuan's son, a boy with a long head and a big head. They all gathered around the table to eat and chat.

First is a pot of stew. Qinbei’s stews are very unique. They consist of three delicacies—potato cubes, roasted pork and round noodles, as well as cold pea skin, stir-fried dumplings, and haggis. Of course, you can’t forget to open a bottle of the local Jiulongting wine, Nanni. Bay Winery.

Oh my god.

65 degrees!

"Both Tie Sheng and Li Zhe know how hard it was for us here in those years! After the distribution of farmland to each household in the past few years, great changes have been made. The policies are good. I really want to thank the party!"

Fang Minghua could see that this middle-aged man really spoke from the bottom of his heart.

"Lu Yao is a local who knows this. I guess you don't know Minghua." At this time, Shi Tiesheng intervened: "Back then, Li Zhe and I responded to the call and took the train from Yanjing to Qinbei. Do you know what we saw?"

"What did you see?"

"At that time, I clearly remember that dozens of us fellow villagers carried our luggage and climbed up the mountain with camel-like steps. Each piece of luggage weighed seventy or eighty kilograms. The mountains were all high, steep, and equally bare. , the sheep intestines are coiled on top."

“It took a long time to walk down a mountain ridge, and a half-day to climb up a mountain ridge. Looking around, there are still endless ridges, mountains, deep ravines and ravines, which are simply boundless and connected to the sky.

The top of the mountain is full of flat loose soil. Lizhe gasped and asked me: "Are there any crops grown here?"

"The iron voice says it's impossible." Li Zhe took over and said with a smile.

"But the fellow villagers said that we must plant crops, why not make it so flat?" said a fellow villager who followed.

"What to plant?"

"wheat."

"How much is the yield per acre?"

"Two or three fights."

"How many kilograms are two or three buckets?"

"Seven or eighty pounds combined."

"One acre only weighs seven or eighty pounds?!"

"We were dumbfounded at that time. Only one acre can produce this?!"

"Tie Sheng and I thought it was over. Before we left, we said we could eat white flour steamed buns here. That was a lie."

Everyone laughed after hearing this.

"With the use of chemical fertilizers in recent years, and the increasing enthusiasm of people to distribute fields to households, the wheat yield per mu is higher, but it cannot exceed 200 kilograms." Yuan Yuan continued:

"Even if you dig out more than ten acres of your family's land every day, you can't dig out any golden lumps? At most, you can have a full stomach, so I thought about finding a way to get rich. Later, I went to Yan'an to inquire about how to make money by opening a brick kiln. I ruthlessly took out my family savings, borrowed another 2,000 yuan from a credit union, and hired a master from Henan Province to start this brick factory."

"The bricks in the first kiln were not burned properly because the fire was not controlled properly. As a result, they were all scrapped. My wife cried so sadly at that time. I don't think she cried so badly when her father died."

Hearing what her husband said, Cai Ling felt a little embarrassed and glared at him: "Don't you still cry? A grown man cries like a child."

The Second Courtyard laughed twice, took a sip of wine and said: "Crying means crying. After crying, you have to work. Now that you have taken this path, you have to go on no matter how hard and tired you are. Fortunately, the quality of the bricks in the next few kilns is very good." Not bad, I finally got through it."

"It's not easy for you." Lu Yao said emotionally.

"It's not easy, but Writer Lu, what's easy to do? It's not easy for you to be a writer, right? And Li Zhe was a doctor, but he took huge risks to perform operations on the villagers! And he also delivered babies to pregnant women, maybe It’s one corpse and two lives.”

"Fortunately, no one died in my hands." Sun Lizhe also took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "When it gets cooler in the afternoon, I want to go to the original Murakami Cooperative Medical Station."

"There are no barefoot doctors now. Murakami's medical station has long been closed. There are just a few broken chairs and stools inside. There is nothing interesting to see." Yuan Yu advised.

"I still want to take a look." Sun Lizhe was a little stubborn.