People from other places will think that Zhao Jiapo is poor. There is a mine in Pailong Town next door, but not in Zhaojiapo. Shuikou Town has a large orchard, but Zhaojiapo doesn't. There is a big reservoir in fenghuang town, but there is no one in Zhaojiapo. Marrying a daughter outside requires complete household appliances, and Zhao Jiapo has not yet been electrified.

Zhao Jiapo is poor, but he is not very poor. He cannot starve to death. Its location is not in the mountains, and it can be boarded in five minutes.

The leader has a toothache every time he helps the poor. I don't know if Zhao Jiapo should be included.

The villagers in Zhaojiapo also think that they don't need to belong to poor groups, which is embarrassing.

When the aid-the-poor materials came, the leaders made a fortune in the poor areas, leaving only a little residue in Zhaojiapo, usually a few sacks of old clothes and so on.

This year, instead of sending clothes down, I sent someone-Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu also knows that Zhao Jiapo is poor, otherwise he will not be allowed to help the poor.

Poverty alleviation practice takes turns to deliver meals, and Zhou Yu's first lunch is delivered to a little girl's house. The little girl's name is Aman, and there are only her and grandma at home.

two

Aman has chicken pox and is afraid to see the wind. His face was covered with a cloth towel, showing only two clear eyes, looking directly at Zhou Yu and not talking. She took the order at dinner and didn't know where to eat.

After dinner, Zhou Yu returned to the village head's house, and Aman followed with a melon. There are no such big children in the village head's family. Zhou Yu was a little curious about why she came and asked her. She said she was going to see the snow forest.

"Who is Lin Xue?" Zhou Yu is more curious.

"Lin Xue is very capable, but they don't know it." Oman is mysterious.

"Where is it? Can I see him? "

Aman looked at Zhou Yu carefully and hesitated: "Maybe he will like you. He likes learned people ... don't talk before you leave. "

Zhou Yu smiled and agreed.

Go straight to the village head's door. The door was open and no one saw it. Oman took him to the small wing behind the house. Oman opened the door and went in.

Zhou Yu stood outside the door automatically, and the light in the small wing was not very good, and the taste was strange.

He didn't expect Xue Lin to be like this.

Lin Xue's hair is like grass in a river ditch or an extended mop, so long that it sits under a thin ass and is tangled together, and you can't see its true colors.

"Snow Forest!" Aman called him, walked over and handed him the cantaloupe: "Eat, you eat."

Lin Xue held out two slender fingers and hands covered with black mud under her fingernails, left and right evoked loose hair hanging in front of the denomination, and looked at Aman. Aman grabbed one side of his hair for him and asked him to free a hand to pick up the little cantaloupe.

Lin Xue's eyes widened with a smile, and the thin dry lines in her eyes were crowded together. She said, "Good, Oman, this is good."

Aman stood behind, pulling the other side of his hair, tearing one side from his rag and tying it up.

"Good-looking? Snow forest. Then stop eating first, and then teach me to draw. Just this one, you can't eat it. I went to the field to shoot fireflies, and I picked them up on the ridge. "

But Lin Xue has taken a big bite. After listening to her, she hesitated whether to spit it out and put it back.

Aman saw it, tied a knot in her hair and said, "Did you take a bite? It doesn't matter, I will draw this. "

Lin Xue chewed confidently.

Aman squatted down and looked at him carefully: "Yesterday ... why did you run out (naked)?" Get a beating for nothing-I know you're not really crazy. "

Lin Xue chewed slowly, swallowed hard, and hesitated to answer quietly: "... I don't know, I don't remember, and suddenly I felt very uncomfortable ..."

They looked at each other without telling the possible and terrible truth.

"Poverty alleviation will not send clothes this year. Do you still wear them? This time, one of us was sent to teach us to grow flue-cured tobacco. That's him-what's your name? " Aman smiled and motioned Lin Xue to see Zhou Yu, changing the subject.

"oh! I am Zhou Yu. " He answered by holding the door frame. Lin Xue gave him a faint look and didn't talk to him.

Aman later quietly told Zhou Yu that Lin Xue seemed unable to hold on. What if he is really crazy? Is he still thinking about Zhao Zifang? However, Zhao Zifang was sold by her father to an old rascal, and the children were both two-the older one looked like a snow forest, the younger one was silly, and her husband always beat her.

Kwan Xue is not much better than an old rascal. When I was young, I was decent! And can draw.

The hateful Zhao Zifang's father was so jealous of Lin Xue: Poor, without money, can he eat and drink a broken painting? ! If you do nothing right, you can't support yourself! Or a spiritual pursuit? I think it's a nerve pursuit!

Oman said upside down, scared and angry. She had a lot to say to Zhou Yu later.

He said, why doesn't she know how to resist? Who dares to sell me ... oh, no one sells me, my mom and dad are long gone. -the old thing was just evil, so it was killed by a stone.

"Is it Zhao Heng?" Zhou Yu asked.

"... how do you know? "Aman turn surprised.

three

When the flue-cured tobacco seeds are sown, the plastic film mulching in the greenhouse is completed. Zhou Yu lost a circle.

"It's Zhao Hengjia's turn to deliver meals today. I will go with you. " The village chief mysteriously told Zhou Yu: "Zhao Heng is a bit cruel ... he kills people!"

At the moment, Zhou Yu looked down at the murderer and subconsciously hid behind the thin body of the village chief.

Zhao Heng's eyes are deep, and his eyes are as cold as a snake. He squatted on the ground and squinted at Zhou Yu. Suddenly, he failed, spat into his mouth with great movements-and then grabbed a big frog with all its limbs flapping around in his left hand, pressed it on the dark chopping board, and raised a kitchen knife in his right hand. "hey!" There is a knife on the ground.

"Zhou technology, please eat good things! ..... You city people have never eaten this kind of wild goods? I'll tell you! " Zhao Hengchong lifted the frog whose head had just been chopped off and shook it from side to side. When the frog was dying, a flipper twitched and hugged one of his fingers.

Zhou Yu was caught off guard when he suddenly saw the decapitated frog, bleeding in the cavity, blood vessels beating, limbs still pulling in a conditioned way, and he could not help but get goose bumps.

Frogs and snakes ... don't protect animals? Nobody cares? " He was afraid to talk to the murderer, so he reminded the village chief to try to avoid eating frogs.

"Hey, hey ..." The village chief smiled awkwardly. "Who cares about this place?" He also muttered: "This mountain depends on the mountain, and people have to live by water ... You see, this is not your poverty alleviation. After everyone has a good life, no one will eat those things? " Frog, fried or ... full of fragrance. "

Zhou Yu was speechless.

Zhou Yu didn't expect Zhao Heng's cooking skill to be as good as his killing skill, and sure enough, he fried the frog to smell fragrant. Zhou Yu couldn't help but salivate in her mouth and swallow it quietly in embarrassment.

When the food was served, they sat at a small square table, leaning against the earth wall, and there were only three sides left. Zhou Yu and the village chief sat face to face, and Zhao Heng also brewed soju.

Zhou Yu didn't touch alcohol, so he took a bite of delicious fried frog. The village chief and Zhao Heng drank their faces red.

Zhao Heng's words poured out of his mouth-he told his own black history.

Zhou Yu thought he was drunk and full of nonsense. Nod perfunctory, want to bifurcation in the past. As a result, Zhao Heng still failed to do it. Seeing him, he was very upset and said, "You don't believe it? The pebbles are in place, and the sound ... is like opening a big crock, bang! The big firecrackers are so loud. His brain was red and white when I saw him prostrate on the ground. He can still talk, and his mouth is full of blood. He asked ... He kept asking the people over there-what should I do to kill him ... "Zhao Heng said, dying gradually, frowning, and his eyes blinked quickly and forcefully.

"It's just a pebble," he muttered over and over again, unwilling to defend something-he compared a small circle with his thumb and forefinger: "It's so big-I didn't mean to kill it, so I threw a pimple to scare the dog when it was tired-it was the horrible one who wanted to accept it, you know? What the fuck is wrong with you? My daughter was sold to the boss in mr. six (a rogue with a bad temper). She sold a few dollars and insisted on buying my parents' ancestral home. I am poor, but can I earn this money! Fuck! Let me stay inside for the rest of my life. Hey! " Zhao Heng pulled a long face.

Beans-sized lights reflect their full faces, and huge shadows are cast on the earth wall, which is unpredictable with the light.

four

The village chief, satiated with food and drink, warmly invited Zhou Yu to his house to watch TV. Zhou gave it to himself because he heard wrong. There is no electricity in the village. What TV did you watch? Watch TV like a joke?

When going to the wing, a large group of people crowded together. Some people come late without stools, just standing there, stretching their necks like geese, watching TV every time!

The TV set is a semi-old 18 inch black-and-white machine-it was just eliminated from the village head's brother-in-law's house, and Bao Qingtian was playing. The screen was covered with snow, the actors were pockmarked, and the crescent moon on Bao Gong's forehead was covered.

The village chief's wife moved a millstone butt to one side, leaving half a bench for Zhou Yu to sit down.

Zhou Yu found that the source of electricity was particularly magical, which made him an eye-opener-it turned out to be Zhao Heng's hand-operated fish catcher carrying electric fish! It buzzes among the crowd, surrounded by a circle of strong young people, taking turns to generate electricity manually.

It was advertising time, and the boy in charge of power generation stopped to have a rest.

Zhou Yu is not interested in snowflakes and adults. He searched around the crowd for the village chief, trying to say hello to him and go out for free activities.

Next to him was a little girl with a sharp chin and extremely dark eyes, staring at him with pure but rude eyes.

Zhou Yu recognized Aman and teased her and said, "It's you! How old are you? "

Aman didn't answer. The village chief's wife giggled and answered for her: "I am fifteen years old. I remember it was the same year as my house in Jin Fang."

The village chief appeared out of nowhere.

Zhou was surprised that Aman was much older than she looked. Suddenly a voice outside the window shouted, "Aman, don't be my age." That's obviously Shirley's voice.

There was a burst of laughter in the room, and so did the village chief. The village chief's wife said, "The epilepsy has broken out again."

Aman turned to look out of the window and said, "Hey! I am the same age as you. " As he spoke, he went outside.

There was laughter in the room, and suddenly a fist-sized stone broke through the window. Everyone screamed and fled, and the village chief's wife patted her thigh, stood up and punched her sleeve: "Oh, dear! Zhao, look! Short-lived ghosts are restless You want to tear down my house! "

The village chief avoided his angry and powerful wife and said, "What should I do? Did you kill him?"

Killing people is absolutely not allowed.

five

Grain Rain, the air is full of water vapor.

"Zhou Yu! Where are you going? " Aman sat in front of the door and knitted a nutrition box for transplanting flue-cured tobacco seedlings. His hands were covered with mud.

"Go to Zhao Dongfu's house for dinner." Zhou Yu smiled.

Aman nodded: "There is nothing delicious in his house. I think you have to eat enough-there are no frogs, but there are probably dead chickens. "

Zhou Yu stopped: "Aman, what do you mean by dead chicken?"

"Dead, dry, fried, sweet. Mrs. Zhao Dongfu washed some in the old well the other day. I saw it. "

Zhou Yu hesitated.

Grandma Aman grabbed the broom and pulled it on the ground, saying, "Alas, children talk nonsense. You don't have to listen to her. This animal has grown to that size. Although it died of illness, it did not spread from person to person. Who wants to throw it away? Everyone is not good after eating. "

Aman said angrily, "I'm sick, can I eat?" Zhou Yu, is chicken plague contagious? "

Zhou Yu: "... probably? I think it's best not to eat. "

"So ... are you still eating in my room today? I invite you to dinner. Next time you go to town, can you bring something back for me? "

"Ha ha, good!" Zhou Yu clapped his hands and said, "Bring food?"

"no ... bring some sketch paper and carbon rods."

"for painting ... do you want it yourself?"

"I can't draw well, I'm still learning!" Aman wiped his forehead with the back of his hand: "... Lin Xue painted very well, and he taught me."

It's very kind of you two. He will be as old as you! " Zhou Yu smiled jokingly.

Oman scratched his face, looked left and right again, and lowered his voice: "Lin Xue is not an epileptic! -Do you help or not? "

Zhou Yu smiled and nodded silently.

six

It's early summer, and the weaver girl and the frog are chirping in the field. Zhou Yu walked aimlessly along the path beside the bamboo forest.

The moon came out, very round and bright, with staggered bamboo branches and moonlight all over the floor, sprinkled in the bamboo forest.

This is a bamboo forest, the bamboo body is smooth and not as thin as Phyllostachys pubescens and Phyllostachys pubescens. Zhou Yu has seen the children in the village climb on the bamboo like monkeys and play the game of chasing and frolicking.

Zhou Yu didn't expect that there were people in the bamboo forest so late. He didn't want to surprise other people's children, so he stood there quietly watching them.

People in the bamboo forest lurk like snakes in the position where bamboo is not high from the ground. Zhou Yu carefully identified it and found it was Aman. Oman doesn't know what she is doing. There is a dim flashing light on her head.

Zhou Yu walked into the bamboo forest and whispered to her, "Aman, what are you doing?"

Aman saw him, not afraid or happy, and came down from the bamboo with a whoosh.

"What's the matter, unhappy?"

"Why are you here at this time?"

"It's too hot, I can't sleep. Don't you play here too? " Zhou Yu leaned down to look at the light on her head and found that it was a group of fireflies, packed in gauze bags, with the mouth of the bag spinning around a flower and tied to the tendons on her head.

He reached for this special headdress and said with a smile, "Where did you get it?"

"In addition to flue-cured tobacco, I also planted pumpkins in Hejiachong. Well, there were so many fireflies that they ate all my pumpkin leaves ... "Oman said.

So fireflies eat pumpkin leaves? Zhou Yu thought he didn't want Aman to know that he didn't understand this, so he boasted, "Yes! Unfortunately, I won't live long. "

Ask her again: "Don't go back to sleep?"

"I don't think anyone will come this time."

"Why?"

"Some people can't, I tried."

"... what? "

Aman looked at him and thought: Is it a good man of Zhou? He is willing to bring me drawing paper and carbon essence, and he will not laugh at me or charge me money.

Aman went over and hugged bamboo and wrapped her thin legs. Before Zhou Yu could react, she jumped down again, shook her head and said, "You can't do it now. If someone is here, they will not come. "

"Zhou Yu's hair stands on end ... Who's not coming, Oman? "

"I don't know ... then why don't you try? You're here, so ... "Oman made a clamping action.

Zhou Yu looked at her strange movements, thought for a moment, and suddenly understood. He looked at Aman strangely and couldn't speak. At the same time, he felt like playing drums, so that his ears were filled with water and he couldn't hear anything.

seven

Zhou Yu didn't sleep well in the afternoon nap, and even the new big tile house in the village head's house was still hot. He finally took a nap, and suddenly there was a big fight outside.

He got up and opened the door. There was a circle of people at the gate. Everyone looked down at the center of the encirclement.

Zhou Yula grabbed Aman who ran past him: "What's the matter? ? "

Oman's eyebrows are red. First, I struggled to break away from him and saw clearly that it was him. Then I grabbed him: "Zhou Yu! Please help! Please ask the village chief to save Xuelin! I know they have medicine! Zhao Heng has it! Better than the hospital! "

Zhou Yu was hurt by her thin hand, so she pulled her forward and comforted her: "Aman, don't worry, you make it clear!"

Aman choked: "The village chief caught 48 pieces (silver ring snakes) and kept them in the cellar, and ran out. Xue Lin was bitten! Lin Xue is dying! "

Zhou Yu let out a cry "ah", blood rushed to the top of his head, and his heart was pounding violently, as if the person who was bitten was himself.

Aman let him go and shouted to the village chief, but the village chief was not in the circle. Aman also called the village chief's wife: "Auntie! Please help him! He is your brother! "

The wife of the village head leaned against the doorframe and knocked on the melon seeds. She stared at the village head hiding in the room with a pitiful face and rolled her eyes at Aman: "Who doesn't know that he is Zhao's brother?" Oman! It's not that I didn't save him I have no medicine in my hand! The hospital is too far away for me to walk ... "

"Zhao Heng medicine! You go to Zhao Heng! "

"Zhao Heng early in the morning to sell cigarettes! I'm not talking about this. Look at the life of a madman! Ignorant madness, living is also bitter! "

Aman's eyes were bleeding and he rushed to kowtow to the onlookers: "Please! Please help him! " The crowd dispersed slowly in silence.

Aman rolled and crawled to Lin Xue's side, and Zhou Yu followed her, only to see Lin Xue lying on the ground, her chest trying to deflate between breaths.

Oman examined him from head to toe, and then pulled up Lin Xue's broken trouser legs as if he had been pecked by a goose. He saw a tiny wound on his left calf, with only two small spots and a little redness.

Aman looked at Zhou Yu in despair. Zhou Yu took off his shirt, tied it on Lin Xue's thigh with a little force, and laid him flat.

"They have medicine, but refused to give it to him. They would have wanted him dead ... "Aman arched his forehead, touched Lin Xue's dirty forehead with his hands stained with tobacco tar, and said hoarsely.

Zhou Yu turned around and looked at the busy crowd around him. He said with difficulty, "Can you ... help ..."

The crowd was as silent as clay sculpture.

……

eight

Flue-cured tobacco was almost finished, and Zhou Yu followed it in the sun.

He met Zhao Heng who was electrocuting fish in a river ditch and asked him, "I heard that your snake medicine is very good?"

Zhao Heng replied: "This is not bragging, it is better than a hospital! However, I sent a few bags to the village head before, and now there is not much stock, or I will send some to you. "

It was obviously the hot weather in late summer, but Zhou Yu was drenched with a bucket of ice water.

He walked away depressed.

This year is really not a good year. God, there's so much rain. In order to save firewood, the villagers want to take out the tobacco leaves to dry as soon as the sun comes out, and don't want Master Tian to change his face for a while. After drying in the sun, the tobacco leaves are almost moldy, not to mention that the first and third grades are not good.

Zhou Yu feels powerless. This job is not beautiful, and it simply sucks. This time he went back, and whoever likes to come in the next round-some poor people just can't help.

He is a little reluctant to part with Oman.