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Six or seven miles away from the city, and there is a Gaocheling halfway through the road. It was the hometown of the village club ten feet away from the city back then, and it has become a community. Shangzhou is also like riding on the Shangshan Four Hao 's tall car and horse. Dada da runs fast, becoming more pleasing to the eye every day, with wide roads and crowded cars and tall buildings. The old house in my hometown is crowded with buildings, and the weeds in front of the door are growing wildly, becoming dilapidated day by day, and getting older day by day.
Three large tiled houses in the 1970s were standing in the storm of decades, and they were a little tired.
When adults were young, they often said that poor people had no tiles on top and no place to stand under. Having a house to live in and planting a land is the dream of generations of rural people.
Build a house is a big deal. If you don’t build a house, you won’t be able to make a wife, and you won’t be prosperous.
Houses are also face. Whoever has tall houses and takes up more space will be highly regarded.
Building a house is difficult, spending money, working hard, and worrying. From building foundations to Anmen, no matter what link is, it is impossible to be careless. If a person needs to live in a house for several generations, he cannot even settle for a single nail.
Someone said that if you want to be tired for a day, treat your family, and build a house for a year. If you want to be tired for the rest of your life, you can marry a mama woman.
Xiaoyu's grandfather died early, and his grandmother raised five children alone, and her housing was not widespread. The children are old, like birds, all have their own new nests.
There are several families living in the courtyard house on the west side of
. Xiaoyu's family only has two rooms with upper rooms. Every holiday, young parents would organize to clean up the house. The house was about to collapse, so they would erect a pillar, build a wall in the backyard, and build a stove in the front.
Xiaoyu's father is a cadre, he is thin and his arms are thin, and he doesn't have much strength. My mother is an elementary school teacher and a grandmother’s family, so she hasn’t done much heavy work. The two small rural intellectuals didn't want to look at people's faces. They carried water themselves, mud themselves, and wiping the walls themselves. Sweat continued to drip into the mud, and they didn't complain, and repaired the old house. The money was spent, and the person was half tired, but the house became more and more broken and old.
After a few summer vacations, the old house became more and more repaired, the lighting blocked, and the roof leaked. My parents didn't sleep all night, so they sat on the kang to discuss, and kept mentioning Xiaoyu's name, saying that the child is in his teens, and if he works in the team, he has to build a new house even if he borrows money.
At that time, my father became a small official in the county by Lianhu Lake, and he had some small power. Cadres of all sizes suddenly had more smiles. Some people were scrambling to buy them well, and the team immediately approved a banking base in the east.
When the beam is put on the new house, the fish goes up to the ladder and pours the beam with wine. It is said that the eldest son's house is strong and prosperous. The little fish's legs were trembling and stood on the ladder and poured them. There was a short guy who had studied with a pen on his chest and rode on the beam of the house and said, "What's the hardship of building a house? You must move to the city if you study well, and you will definitely have a future." Everyone laughed disapprovingly, and Xiaoyu also felt that it was a dream talk, and there was no sign of resuming the college entrance examination. Who knew that he really made the point, and the masters were among the people.
Mother was transferred to the city, and grandma followed her, standing in front of the window on the third floor, looking at the big and small cars coming and going from east to west on Beixin Street.
New houses in the countryside are empty. The timid father later made someone mess with him. The bad guys who love to mess with him counted the rafters on the room for a day, trying to find out whether they took advantage of the country, but in vain.
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I lived in the house, but when I came back next year, I saw a lock and the door, and I couldn't go home. The swallow shouted a few times, no one paid attention, flew away, and never came again.
A house without people is older than people and leaks at any time. Buildings were built around, making the old house stand helplessly in the weeds like an old man. It leaked here and fell down there, and it cost a lot of money to repair it. The tung tree planted by my sister. The box that I said I wanted to do a dowry was unwilling to cut it down. Now it is taller than a bucket than a building in other people.
Relatives and friends advised Lao Yu to build a building and wait for demolition, and he could earn a lot. Lao Yu said that the country will not allow construction.My friend laughed at him for studying hard and was secretly building a tall building? The old fish was speechless.
Old fish has a childhood shadow in his heart and dare not tell his acquaintances. When I saw my parents cleaning the house every year, they were so tired that they were not as tired as humans, and they still had sweat in vain. Lao Yu was scared and made the building a house sad.
Laoyu advocates simplicity and never takes advantage of the country in his life. He knows that he does not have the luck of getting rich overnight after demolition. I think many people are also full of yards. The tower is so high that the wind can blow down. I look forward to demolishing and demolition every day when I open my eyes. After waiting for six or seven years, there is still no movement. How many six or seven years can I have in my life? Staying in a dangerous building without lighting and the wind blows, life is in danger. What quality can life have?
As long as the old house does not fall down and stands there, it is the hometown, that is the hometown, and that is the evidence of homesickness.
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It is also a very annoying thing to keep the old house from falling down.
Every one or two years, relatives would send a message saying that the toilet wall had to be built. Half of the Xiazi house collapses and needs to be repaired. The back eaves of the upper room leaked, a ditch in the back wall, and a hole collapsed, and it was impossible to repair it. It all costs three thousand five thousand to find someone to practice, so you can only endure it for a while.
Every year, after the sacrifice, go to the old house to see the weeds in the yard and the dilapidated house, which makes the old fish feel depressed.
Every time I see a new building built by a friend in my hometown, the old fish is a little envious.
On the weekend, we went to Xianghe and saw the villa built by the three brothers of Zhu, the back of the green mountains, and the second-floor terrace where we could have meetings. The sky is blue and the clouds are light, and the fragrance of flowers in the summer breeze is like a fairyland outside the world. Everyone was there to recite works and sing after drinking, and had a lot of fun.
When I got home, Lao Yu was in a complicated mood. He built a building and repaired the old house. My child is in another place, and he doesn’t have enough money to spend money and doesn’t go back to live. Building a house is too troublesome, so there is only one way to repair it.
Houses are used to live in. Houses that do not live in people are not popular, there is no fireworks, wind can enter, rain can enter, like an old patient. The pain is cured here, but it feels uncomfortable there again.
The old house is like a black hole. What is thrown in is money, not homesickness, but only a year and a half of peace of mind.
It won’t take long, and a phone call came again, and there was a problem with the house, which became a habit.
Danjiang A river of autumn water, the ginkgo trees by the river are yellow all the way, and the fallen leaves on the ground are shining golden. The old fish was walking around the trail, intoxicating the beauty of late autumn. My cousin called again. The old houses were covered with resin tiles , contracted labor and material , more than one hundred square meters, and they can not leak for 100 years. Come back and take a look, you can't let the old house fall down.
My heart was confused again, and the beautiful scenery in front of me made the old house disturb the situation again. It is difficult to cure rain leakage, which is cancer in the old house. It can save a lot of trouble by keeping the tiled house leaking.
Autumn rain continued, the old fish entered the village, there was a persimmon tree bent by the cement road, the red persimmon bent, waiting for people to pick it, but the cars came and went, no one paid attention to it.
The old house sandwiched in the building is like a weathered old man, looking sad in the drizzle. The soil house in the distance was made of resin tiles, like a new dress, and there were two resin doves standing on both sides of the roof. I gritted my teeth and spent 10,000 or 20,000 to repair it, and I could change my old house in three or five days. No matter how big the repair is, the pattern has not changed. There must be phone calls and concerns.
The old house has become a thread, always taking you back to your hometown to take a look.
I thought I could sell the old house at a high price, without any worries, and be able to live a free and happy life, but I didn’t know that it would be uncomfortable without the old house.
That time, I met Lao Cui, a celebrity in the small town, at the banquet for an old friend in Xi'an. He spoke interestingly. He once said that Lao Yu was a ditch of Kong Fuzi and . He was a great writer (a rich man), and it was unforgettable for many years. He has studied martial arts and has a bit of loyalty. He has little brothers under him. He stomped his feet on both sides of the road and moved. The bar jokingly said that he was the security captain of the west city. His family has high-rise buildings and parking lots. During the demolition of the city, it is said that he had paid for several houses, which was a lot of money.When everyone said enviously that he was Master Kuan, he sighed and said, "What can you do if you have money?" The old house was demolished, but the old roots were gone. The old ancestors can’t find their home when they come back, how can they rest their souls? I died one day, why do you have the right to meet them? His eyes were a little wet and his face was sad. The bar was quiet and all was silent.
After a while, everyone talked, and each one didn’t know how hard it was. There is no hope of demolishing, and there is no complaint of demolishing. The old ones don’t go, and the new ones don’t come. If a city wants to grow up, it is necessary to have a place to let others use their skills. Society is about to move forward, no one can stop it, drink!
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Henan writer Qiao Ye , lives in the capital. In the novel "Bao Shui", she borrowed a character's mouth and said, "What is hometown? My hometown is such a place: the living elderly live there, waiting for us to go back." The dead old man rested there, waiting for us to go back. My hometown is a very old home, a home that is hard to move forward. So, that land, that village, that house, and those relatives can only stay where we are waiting for us to go back. The so-called hometown is such a place.
My hometown is like a birthmark, walking with you all your life. My hometown is a scar. It hurts when I get hurt, and it hurts even when it heals. Just like parts on the body, you will get sick wherever you hurt. What hurts in my heart is the hometown that I can’t go back to, the hometown that I can’t take away, and the homesickness that I care about.
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knows the pain because you are still alive; the old house makes you think about it because you still remember the way you came. Your hometown has become your scar because you are incapable of repaying your kindness for raising me. The kind villagers will not complain in person. You feel guilty and distressed.
Hometown is a very old home, a home that is hard to move forward. You know you have scars and use the dilapidated and leaky old house to care about you. The familiar soil can cure your heart disease, just to remind the wanderers to be in their hometown, remember to go home.
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