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Chapter 212 Change

Only Chen Zhengqian and his mother Li Xiaomei had lunch. His father Chen Guowei received a small project a few days ago. He was from the next county and would not come back for lunch.

Chen Zhengqian ate three big bowls of rice in one breath, and then drank two big bowls of pork rib soup, which made him feel relieved.

Li Xiaomei was so happy to see him eating more, and she wanted to let him eat more and grow more meat. She looked so thin, so she really worried about him. If a boy doesn’t grow stronger, how could a girl like him?

After dinner, Chen Zhengqian went out for a walk and took a walk after dinner.

First, I went to my grandma's house to see me, greeted my grandma and second aunt, and then played with a few cousins ​​and cousins. I found that since I gave them the last time I drank Jin Liulu, I have become much smarter, and now I have all been the top students in the class. I guess if I continue to do this, work harder, it should not be a big problem to get into Hecheng No. 1 Middle School, and my height has also increased significantly.

After asking my second aunt, they all said that several children were incredibly healthy and had never even had colds or fevers.

This is a good thing, and Chen Zhengqian is also happy for everyone. There is nothing more important than the healthy growth of the next generation in the family.

After leaving my grandma's house, I walked along the cement road while watching.

I remember that this cement road was only started in 2008. In order to respond to the national new rural development policy and to save the political achievements of some people, I have carried out image projects and strive to be praised as "advanced rural units". From the city to the town, I have issued a dead order, and every village must repair cement roads.

Then we started collecting money and raising funds from each household. I just didn’t know how much money was actually used to build roads.

In fact, after the road is built, it is indeed much more convenient. At least it is not like before. It turns into mud on rainy days and can’t even walk in rain boots. All kinds of sewage are mixed together, and I can’t even dare to step on my feet in sandals.

Now it’s better, but it’s better. Don’t expect the roads in the countryside to be as clean as those in big cities.

In recent years, Chen Zhengqian has been studying outside. Except for holidays, he rarely goes home at other times and has rarely had the opportunity to stroll around the village. Looking through this way, he found that there are quite a lot of changes.

For example, many new houses have been added, all of which are two or three floors. The surrounding families are fine, but they are still aware of them. He rarely goes there in the village of Shangbian and is not very familiar with them. He looks at it from a distance, and there is no one at the door, and he doesn't know whose family it belongs.

There are also several big trees I remember. In summer, the trees are always filled with old people playing cards or chatting and shaking palm fans. Now most of the old people are gone, and the big trees are gone, leaving only a wooden stake.

Chen Zhengqian couldn't explain clearly what caused so many changes in this poor village.

Also, many young people in the village now marry and get married.

Few people who don’t study and work until they are 25 years old are not married. Many people work outside and meet a girl of similar age. They go home during the Chinese New Year. Basically, they all get married in their early 20s, maybe earlier, and they have already brought their children in their 18-year-olds.

This situation is probably not many in cities, but it is so common in rural areas.

Chen Zhengqian remembers that a classmate of his elementary school, who had just graduated from junior high school, had sex with his daughter of a family. It is estimated that his son has started elementary school now.

Before, the daughter of the old house was next door. When she was in junior high school at the age of fifteen, she became a boy in her class, which made her father furious and threatened to break the boy's leg. Later, the two families became successful. As for whether they were happy or not, only the person involved knew about it.

During the Chinese New Year, Chen Zhengqian saw her coming back to visit relatives with her child in her arms.

Faced with this situation, Chen Zhengqian could only sigh that the world is in decline and people's hearts are no longer the same.

Anyway, Chen Zhengqian knew the younger generation in the village, who was about the same age as him, and few of them were not married yet, which made him become an alien.

The whole world is full of the sour smell of love, and only I still exudes the fragrance of a single dog. Chen Zhengqian silently comforted himself, thinking in his heart, should he bring a girlfriend back for the New Year?

In fact, he envies others' relationships with each other, from campus to wedding dress, from black hair to white hair, but he always feels that he is not so lucky. Or, it's still a little bit bad, not to the point where it will happen naturally?

Alas, don’t think too much. Feelings are too complicated, so let it go.

As he walked, Chen Zhengqian met a few familiar old men and aunts, and then smiled politely and greeted him, or chatted a few more words without nutrition.

"That's right, I am such a good kid who has been so polite since childhood!" Chen Zhengqian couldn't help but give himself a hundred praises, not afraid of being proud of himself at all.

In addition, he also met another acquaintance, Chen Zhiyang, a playmate who was a child.

Chen Zhiyang is one year older than him. He stopped studying after high school. He followed his cousin to Pengcheng for several years. During the Chinese New Year in the first few years, everyone met and chatted a few times. Now I don’t know what he looks like now.

When Chen Zhengqian saw Chen Zhiyang, he greeted him from afar.

Chen Zhiyang in front of him is not much different from what he remembers, but he is more mature than before. He is no longer the little trickster who used family money to buy a four-wheel drive car, but was tied to a tree by his father, and was no longer the one who went to the pool court to play table tennis together after school, and who lost and who gave the money.

One dollar billiard rent can be played for an afternoon. But be careful not to be seen by the adults in the village, otherwise you will complain to your home and wait for a beating when you get home!

However, those things happened a long time ago. Now that everyone has grown up, I feel that there are fewer topics to talk about.

When Chen Zhiyang saw Chen Zhengqian, he was quite surprised: "Chen Zhengqian? Why are you at home?"

Chen Zhengqian smiled and said, "No need to go to class, just come back when you pick it up and spend your time with your parents."

"You haven't graduated yet? Why did I hear that you have made a fortune?" Chen Zhiyang was even more surprised. This seemed a bit different from what he learned.

"I made some money, but I won't graduate until June next year. By the way, what's your situation now?" Chen Zhengqian was unwilling to talk too much about himself, so he vaguely pulled it over and asked Chen Zhiyang.

"What else can you do? Just be scattered like before!" Speaking of this question, Chen Zhiyang looked indifferent.

Chen Zhengqian asked with a smile: "You are not young anymore. Don't your parents urge you to bring a girlfriend back to get married?"

Who knew that Chen Zhiyang said, "I have a wife, but I just don't have money to serve wine!" After saying that, he shrugged and expressed helplessness.

Chen Zhengqian was really shocked. He didn't know anything about it at all, so he asked him: "I haven't heard of it when."

"In July, I brought her back to see it for my parents, and they didn't object."

Chen Zhiyang scratched his head: "It's just that gifts are more troublesome. The other party wants 50,000 yuan. I can't afford so much for a while, so I put it aside and marry her if I save money next year."

Seeing his happy and loving look, Chen Zhengqian said that he was caught off guard and was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

How to say, 50,000 yuan may not be considered a big deal for the city people. Because now, marriage in the city requires at least one house and one car, otherwise there will be no negotiation. Some people still need 100,000 gifts to their parents' home, or "a little green with a lot of flowers", "three pounds and three ounces", "brother-in-law's study money", "brother-in-law's bride price"...

Haha, my brother-in-law also needs my brother-in-law to give me the bride price? It turns out that you are selling your daughter!

However, this situation is really common.

The situation in rural areas is much better.

Chen Zhengqian said that when his five cousins ​​and three cousins ​​got married, the most gifts from his parents' home were not more than 10,000 yuan. Then, his parents' home changed to a set of furniture and a 50-inch LCD TV, and even paid 5,000 yuan.

For example, when my cousin Jiang Hongyi and his family got married, although my uncle was not very satisfied with the man's family, the 8,000 yuan gift they gave me turned and replaced it with home appliances, and everything was complete from the TV, refrigerator, air conditioner and baby carriage.

My cousin said that although our family is a little poor, it is not impossible to even afford the bride price for marrying a daughter.

Fifty thousand yuan is indeed a very small number of migrant workers from rural backgrounds, but looking at his appearance, it seems to be willing to do so, and Chen Zhengqian doesn't know what to say.

The two chatted briefly, but they couldn't find any common topics. Chen Zhiyang said that he had something to do, so he left first.

After saying goodbye to Chen Zhiyang, Chen Zhengqian returned home and found that there were more guests at home.

The person who came was Chen Rongliang, the village chief of this village. (To be continued.)
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