Chapter 243 The War between Xixi and Zhusheng
The Yinjiang River is a branch of the "Qianjiang River", the largest river in Qianjiang Province, and the only water system in the Yinjiang District, from which the name of the region comes.
Driving north along the Yinjiang River that runs from northeast to southwest, you will gradually move away from Ningshan next to Affiliated No. 1 Middle School and completely enter the urban-suburban junction.
In fact, twenty or thirty years ago, most of the areas north of Ningshan were urban-suburban areas and were called rural areas by people in the south.
At that time, the Ningshan Tunnel had not yet been opened, and the winding roads on both sides had not been built. Yinjiang District was still called Ningshan County, and this area to the north was not included.
On the north side, there are subordinate collectives based on villages.
At this time, if you want to go from south to north, you have to either take a boat down the Yin River, or you can only go down the expressway leading to Changning City from the southeast.
Then we walked all the way to the northern part of Ningshan by walking on the dirt road in the countryside.
Until the opening of the Panshan Highway and the opening of the Ningshan Tunnel, the north-south thoroughfare was completely opened and the economic development of the area north of Ningshan was revitalized.
Backed by some local resources in Ningshan and the geographical advantage of being close to the water source of the Yin River, modern factories quickly sprung up from large farmlands in the north of Ningshan.
Some rural people, including Lijiacun, have also followed the trend of the times and changed their lives, entering factories and cities, and entering a new stage of life.
At the same time, during the administrative division reform of Yuhang City at the beginning of the century, they also became the lucky ones of this era and directly became members of Yinjiang District of Yuhang City.
Lijiacun, about ten kilometers north of Ningshan, is the hometown of Li Guohong and Ying Zhicheng, where they grew up.
Driving behind Ying Zhicheng's Audi, Li Guohong looked at the newly built roads around him and couldn't help but sigh:
"Li Luo, Xixi, take a look. ”
“When we took this road last year, it was still a gravel road.”
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“It has changed a lot in just one year.”
Lin Xiuhong looked out the car window and couldn’t help but sigh: “Houses have started to be built here? Are there really people living there?”
"Who says it's not? I don't know who is buying it." Li Guohong clicked his tongue, "But since the service industry was developed around Qianjiang University in the north of Ningshan, a large area of the original industrial plants will be moved north. .”
“Didn’t Li Dao mention the last time my brother and the others came to our house for dinner?” This area is nearby.”
“With factories, there will be workers, and there will be a flow of people, and the houses in this area will be easier to sell.”
“If the subway can be connected by then. As far as Qianjiang University, maybe in a few years or more, we can get all the way here."
Listening to what his father said, Li was sitting in the back row. Luo was stunned for a moment and then laughed. Unexpectedly, her father's sense of smell was quite sensitive.
But if you want to see the subway leading here, it will have to be more than ten years later. It is still very early.
"It feels like now that the road is smooth, it will be much faster for us to return to our hometown." Li Guohong drove the car and looked at the time, "It was only about nine o'clock when we set off from home, and it has only been about ten minutes. We are already here, and it will only take about twenty minutes to get to the village. "
It used to take thirty or forty minutes to get back.
Now as Yinjiang District continues to develop northward along the Yinjiang River, and with the support of transportation-first policies, commuting has become more and more convenient.
Not long after, Li Luo and the others saw the outline of Lijia Village from a distance.
It is said to be Lijiacun, but in fact, there is not much of a "village" left.
Drive into the main road from the red-walled and green-tiled gate at the entrance of the village. Along the street are two rows of small townhouses, each of which is on the fourth floor.
Since 2007, in response to the national call for a beautiful city construction project, vigorous rural demolition work has been carried out in the north of Ningshan.
Lijiacun is on the list.
About since 2011, every household has been assigned at least one small villa.
For example, Grandpa Li Luo’s family had a large number of children, and they were divided into three households at once.
The grandparents have one set, the uncle's house has another set, and the eldest uncle's house who married into the Li family also has one set.
The only regret is that when he sent his youngest son to study in the city, Li Luo's grandfather used connections everywhere to move Li Guohong's household registration to Yinjiang District and turn it into a city household registration.
At that time, urban hukou was more popular than rural hukou. Lin Xiuhong’s family also relented and married their daughter into the Li family because they liked Li Guohong’s urban hukou.
But no one expected later that the rural construction in Qianjiang Province was getting better and better. Against the background of the continuous wave of demolition, rural household registration became more and more popular.
It has to be said that this is also a kind of fate, which makes Li Guohong's family pass by this small villa in the countryside.
Fortunately, after more than half a year, the family's son has become successful, and Li Guohong has given up his obsession with this small villa.
Otherwise, in the past, Li Guohong would have been nagging for a while every time he drove back to the countryside. When he mentioned this past event, his words were full of regrets.
Grandpa Li Luo’s house is located in the 8th row of Lijia Village, a very auspicious number.
Yingchanxi’s grandfather’s house happens to be right next door to House 8, Row 7.
When the villas were first built here, they were townhouses. Every two households counted as one, and the outdoor corridor to the second floor was shared.
Go up from the middle, to the left is the second floor of Ying Chanxi's house, and to the right is Li Luo's house.
Looking further to the right, households 9 and 10 in rows 8 and 8 are the Confucian family of uncle Li Guo and the family of uncle-in-law.
Across the narrow street in front of the yard is the home of Grandpa Li Luo and Grandpa Li Luo. There are four or five households in total.
Gathered together, a family environment of their Xiao Li family is formed.
Following Ying Zhicheng's car into the courtyard, after Li Guohong parked the car, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi opened the door and got out of the car.
"Grandpa! Grandma! Hello, Grandpa Ying!"
As soon as he got off the car, Li Luo smiled and said hello to several elderly people.
Ying Chanxi next to him also followed with sweet greetings.
Like Ying Chanxi’s mother, her grandmother also passed away very early.
And unlike the prosperous Li family, Grandpa Ying only has a son, Ying Zhicheng.
On weekdays, I only receive a lot of care from the Li Luo family, so I can maintain a normal life alone in the village.
This can be regarded as one of the reasons why Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong have always had a close relationship.
After Ying Zhicheng got out of the car, he said hello to Li Luo's grandparents, opened the trunk of the car, and started dumping New Year's goods outside.
Li Luo glanced at his parents and saw that they had enough manpower, so he took Ying Chanxi to help Ying Zhicheng move things.
When Lin Xiuhong saw this, she immediately laughed and cursed: "This kid." "Hey! Guohong is back?" Chen Hailin, the eldest uncle on the second floor, heard the movement in the yard and poked his head out of the balcony. After seeing Li Guohong's family, he hurriedly He went downstairs and helped move things with a smile, "Look, I bring so many things every time I come back."
"It's Chinese New Year, let's all have fun together." Lin Xiuhong held her hand in her hand After handing over the things, Chen Hailin took them enthusiastically and moved them to the second floor with Li Guohong.
"Qiqi, come down! Come and help your uncle carry things!" Chen Hailin, the eldest uncle, shouted upstairs while moving, and then turned to chat with Li Guohong and his wife, "Guoru and his family want to I’ll be back in the afternoon.”
“Xue Feng told Lu Lu that we would be back tomorrow morning.” Come back after dinner."
Li Guohong nodded to express his understanding and moved the New Year's goods into the living room on the second floor one after another.
At his urging, Chen Yongqi, the uncle’s son, also came down from upstairs to help.
After finishing his work, Chen Yongqi caught a glimpse of Li Luo and Ying Chanxi next door, and immediately stepped forward to help them move out all the new year's goods.
"Come on, give it to me." Chen Yongqi took two large bags of things from Ying Chanxi and carried them up to the second floor very neatly.
I was helping my dad just now, and I had to work hard as a foreigner. After running to Yingchan River, I was walking as fast as flying.
Li Luo said hello to his cousin, then noticed his eyes and suddenly laughed.
His cousin is 26 years old this year. He has graduated from college for several years and has been doing some business with Li Dao.
But what outsiders don’t know is that Chen Yongqi is actually a two-dimensional otaku behind his back. He often dismisses women in real life and refuses to get married despite being urged to get married by his family for a long time.
When he sees Yingchan River during the New Year and festivals, he will be asked to look at it a few more times.
However, my cousin has a lusty heart but not a boldness. Besides, there is a big age difference between him and Ying Chanxi, so he usually only thinks about it in his mind.
Later, when I was in my thirties, I had no choice but to accept a blind date because of too much pressure from my family.
But within two years, they got divorced, and never got married again. They even had a big quarrel with their family, yelling that his wife was all in the computer, and then remained single until Li Luo came back from rebirth. .
Later, Li Luo found out that after his cousin got married, he didn't even touch his wife for two years.
In addition to going to work, when I go home, I just spend time in the study room playing games.
Recalling this, Li Luo's expression was a little helpless, somewhat dumbfounded.
But considering that he has never been married in his thirties and has never been in love once, Li Luo felt embarrassed to laugh at his cousin.
"Xixi is back?" Chen Yongqi had been moving things for a while before he finally managed to hold back a sentence and said hello to Yingchanxi.
"Well, where's Brother Yongqi?" Ying Chanxi responded politely.
"I came back yesterday." Chen Yongqi responded, but then he didn't know what to say. After helping move everything up to the second floor, he excused himself amidst Ying Zhicheng's thanks and slipped back to the next door. Keep playing games.
Li Luo ignored his cousin, turned to glance at Ying Chanxi, and then said, "When can you call me brother Li Luo?"
"You want to be pretty." Ying Chan Xi rolled her eyes at him, "I'm older than you, okay? Why don't you call me Sister Xixi?"
"Can I get a red envelope if I call you sister?"
"You If you have the ability to shout, I will give you a red envelope.”
“Sister Xixi,” Li Luo said shamelessly in Ying Chanxi’s ear, “Would you like a red envelope?”
Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo in surprise, her ears felt a little hot from his blow, and her cheeks turned slightly red: "You, you... why are you becoming more and more shameless."
" Why are you embarrassed when you can get a red envelope?"
"How can you be embarrassed?" Ying Chanxi spat, "You have so much royalties for a month, but you still care about my red envelope?"
< br>"Forget it if you don't want to give it." Li Luo laughed and said, "But you have to apologize to me, Brother Li Luo, otherwise wouldn't I be at a loss?"
"Huh." Ying Chanxi stepped on it. He kicked, "Who said I won't give it to you? I'll give it to you on New Year's Eve. Just wait."
"Okay, I'm just looking forward to it." Li Luo didn't regard himself as an outsider. He ran to the kitchen without any courtesy, took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator that Grandpa Ying had prepared for his granddaughter, opened the lid and drank it.
“Get me a bottle too!”
“Here it comes.” Li Luo got a bottle for Ying Chanxi, walked to the sofa in the living room, and handed it to her.
On the other side, Ying Zhicheng also sat down with his father and chatted about his current situation with Xixi. He then asked him what it was like to live in the village, and asked him as usual whether he wanted to move. Go live in the city.
Grandpa Ying obviously still shook his head and waved his hands, saying that he was used to living in the village, surrounded by familiar friends, and did not want to go to the city to enjoy the happiness.
Ying Zhicheng had nothing to do about it. The old man liked to live here, and it was not easy for him to interfere. He could only thank the Li family for their care during meals these days.
At this time, Li Luo also sat next to Ying Chanxi. Seeing her tapping the screen with her mobile phone, not knowing what she was doing, he took a curious look.
Unexpectedly, Ying Chanxi covered the screen and refused to let him see it.
“What are you doing?”
“I want you to take care of it.” Ying Chanxi turned around and continued tapping the screen.
Curious, Li Luo glanced at it and found that her phone displayed the interface of the comment area of Qidian APP.
So Li Luo opened the Qidian APP on his mobile phone, clicked into the comment area of his book, and then saw Ying Chanxi's post pushed to the top.
But after refreshing, Li Luo found that Yan Zhusheng's post supporting Mo Qinghan had reached the top again.
Refresh again, Yingchan River is at the top again.
Li Luo was stunned for a moment. When she clicked on Ying Chanxi's post, she found that she had been sending messages like "check in", "support" and "rush".
Turning his head to look at Ying Chanxi, who was tapping the screen hard, Li Luo was speechless.
But what about Yan Zhusheng’s post?
With doubts, Li Luo clicked on the post posted by "Shengshengbuji" and saw that a user named "Shengshengbuji" was also checking in from time to time. Upvoted, but the frequency is not as high as that of Zenxi.
Seeing this scene, Li Luo suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at Ying Chanxi next to him, and thought of Yan Zhusheng's serious look as he tried hard to tap the screen of his mobile phone. He didn't know what to say.
Looking at Xu Youyu, who had always been quietly ranked third, Li Luo couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Look at my senior sister, how calm she is.
You two are so naive.
(End of this chapter)