In the cold wind, on the dome, the goose-feather-like snow refused to stop for a moment, falling suddenly, as if there was something on the ground attracting them.

The sky and the earth are vast, covered in silver, and the cold wind is as cold as a knife. Ma Defu is curled up, wearing gloves sewn by his mother on his hands, a hat on his head, his neck curled up, and the coat on his body tightly wrapped, resisting the cold

The wind moves forward in the heavy snow.

There was a dent when I stepped on it, and another footprint of about three to four centimeters was left on the snow where there were already several rows of footprints.

A few steps ahead, his father Ma Huashui and Wang Zhong were walking side by side, constantly asking Wang Zhong for advice. Wang Zhong also patiently explained to his father, such as the appropriate time for cold compress and hot compress, how to quickly cool down, and how to cool down quickly.

There are viral colds, bacterial colds, mixed colds, and how to deal with them.

Ma Defu himself was confused when he heard what he said, while his father Ma Huashui kept nodding his head and asked if he wanted to ask a few questions.

Looking at Wang Zhong's tall and generous figure next to his father, Ma Defu felt a little sour in his heart for no reason.

Envy, jealousy, or a hint of admiration, feeling ashamed...

Ma Defu didn't know what he was feeling right now, he just felt a little uncomfortable and depressed.

Shui Hua also lives in Jintan Village, living under his nose. Ma Defu can naturally see that Shui Hua lives a good life, not to mention Jintan Village, even in the entire immigration diaozhuang area of ​​Yuquanying, it is the most

OK.

Among all the villagers, he was the first to build a house on the Gobi Desert, and it was a brick house with a reinforced concrete structure. I heard that it could even withstand sandstorms. There was also a brick kiln, and even his own brick house

The tile-roofed houses were all built with the help of Wang Zhong.

The more than thirty households in Jintan Village so far all work in Wang Zhongkai's brick kiln. The wages are much higher than those in the nearby kilns. There are also discounts for buying bricks and building houses at the brick kiln.

Recently, many folks who can't wait to save money to buy brick houses have begun to regret it when they look at the brick houses being built around them because they have already built adobe houses.

Although adobe houses are good, they are still not as good as red brick houses. Otherwise, the brick kiln business would not be so good.

Saying goodbye at an intersection not far from home, Ma Defu's mood became increasingly complicated as he watched Wang Zhong walk away in the snow.

"Dad! Is Wang Zhong's medical skills really better than the doctors at the town health center?" Ma Defu still asked in disbelief.

Ma Huashui put his hands behind his back and said, "How do I know?"

Ma Defu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he looked at his father in disbelief, "But that's not what you said when you asked me to call Wang Zhong just now."

Ma Huashui said, "Under those circumstances, the baby's parents were as panicked as ants on a hot pot. If I didn't say this, how could I reassure them?"

"But Wang Zhong's medical skills are really good, at least much better than your father, a half-baked barefoot doctor!"

Ma's call for water is not unreasonable. He talks casually. In the past few years since he came to Diaozhuang, any one of the Diaozhuang households has had some minor ailments or ailments, and he knows how to deal with them. But if it is a little more serious, he only knows how to deal with it.

Having practiced medicine for several years with a barefoot doctor, I didn't know what to do. I had to ask the villagers to send the patient to the health center in the town.

Ma Defu said nothing and looked at the direction Wang Zhong left with complicated eyes.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly! It's snowing so heavily, go home quickly!"

As Ma Huashui walked, he lost sight of his son. When he looked back, he found that his eldest son was standing stupidly in the snow, looking in the direction he was looking. Ma Huashui sighed helplessly,

Brick walked back, put his arm on his son's shoulder and said.

No one knows more about his son than his father. Why doesn't Ma Huashui know what his son is thinking?

"Yeah!" Ma Defu responded and followed his father home.

"That's it!" Looking at the expression on Defu's face, he said comfortingly, "It's been so many years, don't think about it so much!"

"Dad! I think Shui Hua is marrying the right person when she marries Wang Zhong!"

Defu's eyes flickered, and he said with emotion, "Wang Zhong is capable, capable, can make money, and can give Shui Hua a better life. He is a good destination!"

Ma Huanshui patted Ma Defu's shoulder and said sadly, "It's best if you think so. I think Wang Zhong often said something very reasonable. The past is in the past. The eyes are in the front."

Yes, we should look forward!"

"The eyes are in the front, so we should look forward." Ma Huashui muttered and repeated.

"Dad!" Ma Defu turned his head and looked at the horse shouting for water, with the corners of his mouth raised, a smile, and his eyes sincere. "You are right, we should look forward."

"The work of relocating to Diaozhuang has just begun. It is a difficult time. We always tell the villagers about the future. The future must be seen with our eyes, and we must look into the future and the future."

Ma Huashui said from the bottom of his heart, "Wang Zhong is a good boy. With his ability, even if he runs to Yanjing, he will definitely live well."

"Why do people want to stay in this poor place like ours? When your Uncle Dayou and the others came back, he took the lead to fill the gap of immigrants in Diaozhuang. After he came, he opened a brick kiln, paid high wages to the villagers, and even led you

Dad, Debao and others helped the villagers build houses.

That's because they remember our ancestors for taking in their ancestors, remembering how we gathered their bones and put them to rest in peace, and they want to repay us!"

"Just say that the bricks he built for the villagers were sold at cost price. The price was nearly half cheaper than the brick kiln next to it. How many of us villagers who came to Diaozhuang could only build mud houses?

, it was because of his help that the brick house was built.”

"Blessed! As human beings, we must not forget other people's kindness, but we cannot point to old things and expect others to repay their kindness. When people treat us well, we must also remember their kindness and repay them."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Dad, I know." Ma Defu said.

Ma Huanshui's eyes were filled with relief, "Your dad and I don't have much ability to help Wang Zhong, but you are currently working in the Poverty Alleviation Office and are a national cadre. You are within the scope of your duties and do not violate the regulations. If you can help me, you can help me."

Please help him more."

"Dad, I know that what Wang Zhong is doing now is like trying to cross a river by feeling for stones. It is not for himself, but for the villagers of our Jintan Village. I will definitely help if I can help!"

Ma Huashui patted Ma Defu on the shoulder happily and said with a smile, "This is the man of our Ma family!"

"Dad, you said that Wang Zhong plans to contract a hundred acres of land in the next year to plant pasture, raise Tan sheep, and grow wolfberry grapes. Is this too big a scale?"

Diaozhuang immigration in Yuquanying has only been carried out for a few years. Many villagers have built their houses and left one person to work here, while others ran back. Some people simply ran away without leaving anyone behind.

gone back.

In the final analysis, it is because Yuquanying has just been developed, and even the irrigation canals have not been dug, and there are no wells. If you want to drink water, you can only dig your own water cellar to store water, or buy water from machine-driven wells outside the village, let alone

Until now, I haven't even seen Yangshui Station.

"Who knows!"

Ma Huanshui shook his head and said, "Wang Zhong is a capable person. He has seen the big world. He and I, who have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, have spent most of their lives in the mountains and valleys to make a living, and have never even been out of Xihaigu."

Same."

"When we first talked about building a brick kiln, who would have thought that it would take only two or three years to build it into the scale it is today."

In two or three years, it went from nothing to the size of the only large brick kiln in the town. With the care of the Xihaigu District Government and the concerted efforts of the villagers to express gratitude to Wang Zhong for his kindness, the output doubled every year.

"Then let me help him?" Ma Defu tried to ask.

Ma Huashui nodded, "Wang Zhong, from the time I met him until now, I have never seen him fight an unprepared battle. Since he said it, he must have thought about it repeatedly. As long as it does not violate the principle, it does not violate

In a legal situation, if you can help him, help him more."

Although Ma Defu is only a team leader of the Poverty Alleviation Diaozhuang Office, many things within the system are definitely easier to handle than Wang Zhong. Yuquanying is within the jurisdiction of their Diaozhuang Office, Wang Zhong thought

With so much land contracted, there is no way around Director Zhang’s hurdle.

With Ma Defu's help, although there is no guarantee that this will happen, it will certainly save Wang Zhong a lot of time.

This is what people often say, there are people in the yamen who can do things easily.

While they were talking, the father and son had already arrived outside the house.

Just like in Yongquan Village, it is surrounded by half-person-high walls, but it is not made of adobe, but made of red bricks. The courtyard gate is still a simple fence, with three main rooms, two rooms on the west, and one on the west side.

The middle is the kitchen, one side is the warehouse, the outermost is a semi-open shed for storing sundries, and the east is a sheep pen and a chicken pen.

The courtyard has already been covered with a layer of white snow, which is not thick. In the morning, Ma Huanshui and his two sons had already cleared the snow. However, it had snowed for most of the day, and it was inevitable that another layer would cover the courtyard.

From the chimney at the top of the kitchen, smoke rises.

As soon as the father and son were about to enter, the door to the main house was opened from the inside. The cold wind carried the heavy snow with goose feathers and swept it towards the house. Debao, who was almost as tall as Ma Defu, appeared behind the door.

"Dad! Brother!"

"You're back!" As soon as Debao finished speaking, Gawa also appeared behind Debao, calling for his uncle and cousin.

"It's snowing outside. Why are you going out if you don't stay indoors?"

Ma Huashui walked towards the door and shouted to the two of them.

"Isn't it because my mother asked me to look for you because you still haven't come back? I just packed up and got ready to go out, and you and my brother came back!"

"Okay, okay, go back to the house quickly, it's freezing cold, I'll be freezing to death!"

While they were talking, the father and son entered the house.

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Time flies, and the Lantern Festival has passed in the blink of an eye. Shui Hua's body is getting heavier and heavier, and her belly seems to have grown again. She can only walk with her waist in her waist. Wang Zhong feels sorry for his wife, but at this time, the less he can

Sitting dry, nutrition should be supplemented, but walking and walking should not be missed every day.

As for work, Wang Zhong and Li Laoshuan took care of everything at home and abroad. Wang Zhong was responsible for cooking, while Li Laoshuan helped to boil the fire and water and clean the house.

After the Lantern Festival, the cold current has not receded. Although the snow has stopped temporarily, it has not melted yet. The temperature has dropped to about ten degrees below zero. When I walk outside, the cold wind blows, and it is like a knife, blowing on my face.

It hurts.

Wang Zhong went to the Poverty Alleviation Office several times, partly to apply for the one hundred acres of land, and partly to get water canals and electricity.
To be continued...