October 1956.

A poor town on the Yellow River in the northwest can already feel the breath of winter.

Due to the loss of water and soil, the outskirts of the town are covered with loess. The rustling autumn wind in late autumn also blows the dust into the town. At dusk when the sunset is like blood, the whole town looks extremely desolate.

Loneliness.

It was on this afternoon that Lin Jianjun finished his work for the day and returned to the town.

On the edge of the town, there was a simple shack where he lived peacefully. Although it was leaking at night and leaking on rainy days, it was much worse than the wooden dormitory at the timber transportation department, but he still preferred to live there.

"Old Lin, why are you living in a shabby shack with no one around? Isn't our dormitory good? I heard that brick houses will be replaced at the end of the year, and electric lights will be turned on. By then, the houses with white walls and black tiles will be useless.

It’s better than the best house in town, why don’t you come and live in it?”

"No, I'm used to living in a shack."

"Old Lin, what's wrong with you? You don't want the allocated house, so you have to live in the town? Our place is not far from the town. Tell me the truth quietly. Is there an aunt you like in the town?"

"Bah, I live in a town. That's because it's very popular. How can I find any good aunts? I'm in my hometown, but" when Old Lin said this, he suddenly fell silent.

The colleague who was talking to him didn't pay much attention to this detail. He just smiled and listened to Old Lin talk about the popular saying in the town. He couldn't help teasing Old Lin again: "You always say that this is popular.

What’s the benefit of being so popular? Can I have some pork noodles instead?”

"This place is very popular, and there are many benefits. There are many people with strong yang energy, and the yang energy protects the body. If you don't do evil things, you won't have any bad luck, and you won't have your turn to work here. You have to have

Popularity protects the body." Old Lin was still like this and said seriously.

As a result, when the onlookers heard this familiar rhetoric, they all burst into laughter. Some even joked about "educating" Lao Lin: "In our new China, we don't believe in this feudal superstition. Chairman Mao said we must believe in science."

This means that this popularity cannot be touched, and if you cannot see it, it is feudal superstition. Lao Lin, you are a backward and backward person in thinking. I say that you are so advanced, but it is not your turn."

Although it was meant as a joke, it was already quite unfriendly. In that era when everyone was pursuing advancement, anyone who fell behind would not have a good reputation.

But Lao Lin and Lin Jianguo were not annoyed. They just laughed "haha" twice and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles in the lunch box that were similar to boiled noodles in boiled water. It was as if they didn't hear anything. The workers felt bored and also

It dispersed.

It's always like this. I just tease him a few words when I have nothing to do. Isn't it fun? Isn't it fun? Walking in the dusty town, thinking of what happened during the day, Lin Jianguo let out a "poof" and spat out a mouth full of sand.

He cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of fools who don't know anything!"

Working at a lumber transportation office means you can often catch corpses, so what if you don't live in a popular place? In the future, evil things will come to your door, and you can't hide them. Do you really think that there are no evil things? Some people do that

It's just that I haven't encountered it in my life. But as the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected!

Just like thinking about those things about his hometown, Lin Jianguo shuddered in the howling autumn wind. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just wrapped his clothes tightly and continued walking in the cold wind. He cursed again in a low voice: "This

The weather is crazy, it’s not even the beginning of winter yet, the wind is as cold as a knife.”

Amidst the scolding, Lin Jianguo finally walked to the edge of the town, where a lonely shack stood. The nearest house to the town was more than a hundred meters away. That was Lin Jianguo's temporary 'home', a shabby shack as the workers called it.

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Opening the big rusty iron lock, Lin Jianguo pushed open the firewood door of the shack with a creak. In fact, in the era of liberation, people were extremely simple. Where could there be any thieves? Not to mention Lin Jianguo's broken shack.

Even if the door of a large house with red walls and white tiles is not locked, no thieves will be encountered, but Lin Jianguo just locks the door well.

Speaking of which, there are not many belongings in the house, except for a little food, just some daily necessities such as pots and pans. Since Lin Jianguo is alone, these things are all 'junk' goods, many of which are from kind-hearted people in the town.

No, I gave it to him. In this shabby home, there seems to be no need to lock the door.

But Lin Jianguo felt it was necessary because he had a secret!

With the sound of the door opening, which seemed a bit dilapidated, Lin Jianguo walked into the house. As expected, this shack with air leakage from all sides had been blown into the house. However, Lin Jianguo didn't mind, and instead hummed happily.

The unknown Huanghe Xiaodiaotiao began to tidy up the house. He first picked up the old patched quilt and shook it, and then swept the bed with a handkerchief.

Everything was done in an orderly manner. Lin Jianguo was always in a happy mood. Every time he returned to this 'home', he would be very happy. Even though it was a shabby shack that no one looked down upon. It was said to be in a town, but it was also on the edge.

It couldn't be more fringe, with nothing but a stove and a kang, but it was enough.

"On the side, even if you are on the side, you can still be popular." Lin Jianguo is extremely persistent in popularity.

The reason why he likes this shack is not only because of its popularity, but also because this shack makes him feel safe.

Well, after Lin Jianguo finished cleaning the house, he suddenly remembered this sentence and frowned unconsciously. He thought of a tidal flat of the Yellow River, with yellow and sparse weeds swaying in the wind on the tidal flat, and the grass on the tidal flat.

In that village, there was smoke from the cooking pots, a few chants of the Yellow River, a group of men returning from fishing under the setting sun, and the home in the cave dwelling.

Who doesn’t have homesickness? No matter how poor a place is, as long as it is marked as hometown, it will always be coated with a layer of golden light in the heart of every wanderer, and its unique beauty will shine in the memory.

However, in Lin Jianguo's memories, there is always a shadow hanging over his hometown, and he can't think about it anymore. Lin Jianguo's hands shook unconsciously, shook his head, and quickly scooped out a cup from the jar next to the stove.

When I got a scoop of flour, I very preciously added a little clean water that had settled for a long time, and started kneading the dough.

"For this side, I can go to the countryside and use some money to exchange for it. Anyway, I can't use this money alone. But this water, I have to be careful with it. When will it rain again?"

Lin Jianguo became busy. Not only that, he also started talking to himself, looking a little lonely and sad, but also a little nervous.

He had to do this. Only in this way could he fill his mind with things so that he would not think about things he shouldn't think about.

Soon, the sunset had completely faded in this small town where the cold autumn wind was blowing and the dust was flying. Every household lit up oil lamps, but the curling smoke also began to rise. At this time, Lin Jianguo was already holding a large bowl of spicy food.

He squatted at the door, snoring and started eating.

In this town, the 'wealthiest' people are the workers at the timber transportation office. God will give them food to eat. There is a huge backwater bay here. In addition, although this town is remote, it is close to a certain port. The motherland's

Construction requires wood, so the workers here are rich.

So, in comparison, workers who can eat noodles every day for more than half of a month are not considered rich, and who can be considered rich? Speaking of which, the factory even provides meals, which are all made of white noodles and white steamed buns, let alone those in this town.

People, even people from nearby cities, are trying to get into this lumber distribution center.

People couldn't understand why a farmer from other places who looked like a refugee could enter this timber transportation office? However, there were a few insiders in the town who knew the secret, and they knew that it could be

It's not a coincidence, but for some reason, these people and insiders never mentioned that matter. This society no longer wants to mention it, and it's better to keep it in the belly.

Mr. Liu was one of the insiders who knew why Lin Jianguo was able to enter the timber transportation office. On this evening, he finished his dinner early and started to go out for a walk.

This is Mr. Liu's habit. Except on stormy days, he always goes out for a walk like this, both for digestion and for fitness. As he gets older, he always cherishes his life.

At this time, the wind has stopped, and the dust flying in the town has also fallen to the ground. There is a "sand" sound, and a clear moon hangs in the desolate sky, shining on the vast and desolate landscape of the northwest.

Land, while looking at the scenery in the distance, Mr. Liu habitually walked to the edge of the town, the shack where Lin Jianguo was.

At this time, Lin Jianguo was squatting at the door eating his spicy noodles. When he saw Mr. Liu coming, he raised his head, showing his white teeth and an honest smile. No matter how you look at him, he is a good old man who is harmless to humans and animals.

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But Mr. Liu will not lower his awe because of Lin Jianguo's smile. He is old and his body is half buried in the loess. He doesn't value anything anymore, but he has some suspense about the things behind him.

It was strange that I became particularly concerned about it, especially after knowing some secrets.
Chapter completed!