Chapter 433

Early the next morning, Zhu Jinshun and Liu Sixiang carried Wang Xizhong's luggage and escorted Wang Xizhong to the door.

As before, more than 20 years ago, when the couple asked Wang Xizhong to come to help.

The only difference is that Zhu Jinshun was weak at the beginning, he just took a pair of shoes for Wang Xizhong, which was a symbolic meaning.

Now it is Zhu Jinshun, carrying luggage for Wang Xizhong, and Liu Sixiang carrying shoes for Wang Xizhong.

Jiang Xiaobai, Li Xiaoliu, Wang Meng walked in front, and Wang Xizhong walked in the middle.

Zhu Jinshun and Liu Sixiang walked last with their luggage.

A group of people walked silently in the snow, and the wind and snow in the sky started to fly around.

"Okay, just send it here." Wang Xizhong stopped and said, looking back at Zhu Jinshun and his wife.

"Hey Zhong, let us send one more piece." Zhu Jinshun said.

Twenty years, not to mention Liu Sixiang, even Zhu Jinshun also has complicated feelings for Wang Xizhong.

My own family can survive till now, and I haven't starved to death yet, frozen to death on this black land, and I rely on Wang Xizhong to help this family.

"Yes, I said it when we came to ask you to help. There will be a day when our husband and wife will still carry you the bedroll to send you back." Liu Sixiang also said.

"It's just that you can't go back now..." Liu Sixiang said.

"It's okay to go to the customs, I haven't been to the customs in this life." Wang Xizhong reluctantly smiled. If he can, who wants to leave home at this age and go out to seek life.

Wang Xizhong sighed, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Zhu Jinshun and Liu Sixiang, carrying their luggage, followed behind.

Wang Meng did not mention that his mother Liu Sixiang would follow him at all. He could see from the incident yesterday that Liu Sixiang was Zhu Jinshun's wife from beginning to end.

When they arrived at the train station, Zhu Jinshun and Liu Sixiang handed their luggage to Wang Xizhong.

The two hugged Wang Xizhong, Li Xiaoliu and Wang Meng stepped forward to pick up the luggage from Wang Xizhong, and then the four walked into the train station.

According to Wang Meng's idea, Wang Xizhong's broken luggage doesn't even need to be taken to Jianhua Village.

There is nothing in Jianhua Village, but Wang Xizhong still insists.

More than 20 years ago, he came with these things, and he had to carry them when he left.

This is all his belongings for so many years.

Getting on the train, looking at the changing scenery outside the window, the three Jiang Xiaobai retracted into their coats and squinted against their seats.

While Wang Xizhong's eyes were a little moist, he was old, and when he was old, he had to leave the land where he was born and raised.

But looking at Wang Meng next to him, Wang Xizhong finally felt relieved.

It was another full two days and two nights, and the train finally stopped at Longcheng Station.

Get off the train, change the car, and a group of people went to Jianhua Village without stopping.

Originally, Jiang Xiaobai proposed to take a rest. After all, Wang Xizhong is getting old, and he should be tired after sitting on the train for such a long time.

But I didn't expect Wang Xizhong to be energetic, and his condition was much better than that of Jiang Xiaobai.

In the words of Wang Xizhong, When I was young, I was a man who was competing with the blind bear in the snow-capped mountains.

It's just that the three of Jiang Xiaobai didn't believe it, and if he came across the blind bear in the mountains, he could live, and he was all lucky.

He still competes with the blind bear, but the men who can hunt in the mountains of the northeast are indeed not ordinary people.

"Are you jumping in here?" After getting in the car from Zhangxuan County back to Jianhua Village, Wang Xizhong became a little sad.

He has lived in the black soil all his life. He came to the Loess Plateau for the first time and truly felt the barrenness of the Loess Plateau.

Especially in winter, buses travel at the foot of the mountains, and from a distance, you can see the scattered houses on the hillside not far away.

A farmer with yellow face and skinny face, carrying a basket with steamed buns in it, should be going to visit relatives.

Yes, at this time, people in Jin Province were visiting relatives, and many of the gifts they brought were steamed buns and the like.

The cultivated land not far away is also a small strip, a small strip, crooked and irregular.

and the endless black land of the northeast are not of the same level at all.

"This is our farmland?" Wang Xizhong asked, pointing to a relatively large farmland outside the car window.

"Well," Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

"This, how big is this?" Wang Xizhong was a little surprised by Jiang Xiaobai's answer.

"It is estimated that there should be an acre of land on this piece of land, and it's not less than 2 points." Jiang Xiaobai said in a whisper.

Although he didn't know anything about the life in the field in the last life.

But in this life, he knows a little bit by jumping in the line in Jianhua Village.

Especially the implementation of the household contract system in Jianhua Village, he followed the measurement for a week.

For the size of each piece of land, you can estimate it at a glance.

"What does it mean to have no more than two points up and down?" Wang Xizhong asked with some confusion.

also stunned Jiang Xiaobai.

"It means no more than two points of land up and down." Jiang Xiaobai said, Wang Xizhong can't not plant the land, why can't even understand this.

At this moment, Wang Meng on the side spoke.

"Fen is also a unit of calculation of land size, but it is not available in our northeast. The smallest unit of calculation is mu, and it doesn't count if it is less than a mu."

Wang Meng said leisurely, Jiang Xiaobai felt the breath of a local tyrant on his face.

This is the same as saying, our family spends money in tens of thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, this way.

Thousands of dollars, we will not talk about it, it is too little.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Wang Xizhong's stunned expression again, feeling even more fucked.

"The northeast side is generally calculated based on . One area is equivalent to 15 acres of land on this side. We usually say how many the land is."

Wang Meng continued to explain that not only Jiang Xiaobai, but also the other passengers in the vicinity of the car were all embarrassed.

A few stretches of land, one stretch is equal to fifteen acres of land, so much land is so big.

"The other ones are not vegetable plots, but arable land that is a bit of land as you say?" At this time, Wang Xizhong asked again, pointing to the small piece of land outside the window.

Wang Xizhong reflected that if the size of the land is divided into this unit of calculation, then maybe the small plots of land that I think should be cultivated land instead of vegetable land.

No wonder I just thought about it, why there are so many vegetable fields in this place.

Jiang Xiaobai is silent, vegetable plot, your house has so many vegetable plots.

Well, there is nothing in the winter field, which caused the local tyrant Wang Xizhong to misunderstand him.

"Dad." Wang Meng yelled, a little embarrassed and could not speak. It was cultivated land, what kind of vegetable field, although the land of this size in the northeast was really used for growing vegetables at his own home.

(End of this chapter)