That day, my husband and I brought our little daughter to my hometown of Heinijian Village, and came here because my cousin invited us to eat pig slaughter. The warm winter sun shines on the body, and when I walk around the countryside, my mood is much more relaxed.
Driving my beloved little red car down the highway along the bumpy dirt road came to the small mountain village I remember. Bumps up and down along the way. The little daughter asked in the arms of her husband in the back seat, "Mom, where are you going to take us?" I said, "Take you to the place where mom played when she was a kid." ”
Once a year, I go back to my hometown. Because our parents went to the city with us to live, the tile houses in our hometown fell into disrepair and almost collapsed. Every trip we came back was just to visit relatives.
This year, I heard that a very beautiful pavilion was built in the big pond in front of the village, so I made a special trip back to see.
The road was winding, and we came to a section of cement road that was only enough for one car to pass, and if the technology was not good, it would definitely fall into the farmland next to the road. Therefore, I drove cautiously and did not dare to look to the side. After walking the curved road, I went up a slope and arrived at my hometown. There is the word "black mud" in the name, I don't know if the mud here was really black in ancient times, but the word "stream" is destined to be associated with water.
The small mountain village is surrounded by mountains on all sides. There is an exit to the east, and every morning, the rising sun rises in the east, and the sun dyes the village golden. When we were young, we collected mushrooms on the mountain behind the village, ran around in the mountains, sometimes led the cattle, tied the cows to the branches, and a few friends played games such as hide-and-seek, throwing handkerchiefs, etc., and played them all day. In the evening, he was satisfied to lead the cattle to the large pond in front of the village to drink water, and then let it graze in the vegetable field next to the large pond. We were laughing and laughing again...
There was always some joy in my memory, and I walked along the hillside, all the way to the shade of the sun, and the birds were singing. I haven't come back for many years, I really don't know where the children of these years have gone, and there is no trace of anyone on the mountain. Perhaps, because of this, the mountain forest behind the village will become more and more dense, and the leaves on the side of the road will be thickened. When we arrived at my uncle's house, we brought the food we bought to my uncle. Give some clothes to your cousin. Because of her family's three little babies, relatives get together, extra lively and happy.
After dinner, I called my cousin to play by the big pond with four or five small children, mainly to see the small pavilion seen in my brother's photo.
A few years ago, when I went back to my hometown, I loved to see the well across the street from the village. Today, the well and pavilion are the most beautiful scenery in the village.
The appearance of this well is no different from that of a normal well. I have been to many villages and many wells. Only there is an old pine tree by the well in our village. The roots of this large pine tree are like several dragons lying there, and they have not withered for thousands of years. The large pine tree is tens of meters high and resembles a huge green umbrella. The pine branches are lush and leafy, and it is very magical.
Walking along the side of the large pond, a group of us came to the well holding hands. A few children couldn't help but marvel at each other, and everyone looked up at the tree and looked down at the water. Looking back at the small pavilion in the center of the big pond, the red pillar and the golden roof, the cornices are angled, like a bathing fairy, shining in the golden sun.
Look closely, and a stone tablet next to it is inscribed: "Water is the source of life." Oi Spring Water is the main drinking water in the village. The water quality is pure and sweet, pure high-quality hot mineral water, nourishing generations of villagers. ”
At that time, more than 300 households in the village drank this well water. When I was very young, the road surface by the big pond was narrow, only sixty or seventy centimeters wide. On rainy days, this road to carry water is not known how many people have slid into large ponds. The whole village suffered from poverty and did not have money to widen the road until Mr. Zhang Xuedong of the village returned from Taiwan to fund the construction of the road. After that, the village was connected to running water. Despite this, I heard my uncle say that the villagers were still willing to go to the well to fetch water and drink it.
The well water feeds the whole village like a mother's milk. Villager Zhang Yadong is now an ancient rarity. When we were young, we heard that he had a good godchild. In the Three Character Classic, there is "Dou Yanshan, there is a righteous party." Teach the five sons, and the fame is famous. "The old man Zhang Yadong was a figure like Dou Yanshan in the village, and his three sons were all college students, which was rare in the surrounding villages.
When I took my child to the "Dongsheng Pavilion", I saw the inscription and knew that this pavilion was "Zhang Jiale, the son of Zhang Gong Zhang Shuxing, who was the mayor of the Western District (now Dapo) during the Republic of China, and Zhang Jiapin, who was the son of Zhang Gongzhang Shuxing, was built in 2017 with 60,000 yuan and named "Dongsheng Pavilion" to commemorate this matter."
Those who have done good deeds before them will imitate them. The villagers are known for their hard work and unity in the township, and they are also known for their spiritual excellence, and the scenery of the big well and the big pine by the well has become the pride of the villagers.
When I finished looking at the well and looking at the pavilion, it was already afternoon. I walked along the narrow path of the village to the door where I lived as a child, and then looked at the village laneway where I chased and frolicked with my friends as a child. Man, only out of the narrowness of the eyes, can have the width of the future. Only after seeing countless "small" can we know the "big" of the world. My uncle's family lived on the edge of the village, and the house in the front row was slightly higher than the big pond a few meters, and the house in the back row was on the mountain. When I was a child, I once heard an old gentleman say that there are many talents in our village. In fact, when I went to the back hill again to see a large tombstone, I felt that what the old gentleman said might be true. Because the large stele is engraved with the words "Emperor Qing to be donated", "Deng Shi Salang", "Yi De Confucian", "Zhang Gong" and "Li Shi".
Scenic and historic black mud stream village. It is as common as many surrounding villages, but it feeds the villagers with a well of sweet springs, allowing them to enjoy a pleasant and beautiful life in a quiet and peaceful col. When I returned, the road was familiar with the light car, the breeze was blowing, and I was thinking: What day can I do something for my father and fellow villagers?