I live in the countryside

Chapter 20
After being dumb for a moment, Qin Muzhou looked at the tile-roofed house behind Ken, and then at Qiao Churan: "Can I ask you for a favor?"

Qiao Churan knew what he wanted to help without Qin Muzhou's export.

He can't speak the local dialect of Qingxi Village, and Grandma Wei can't understand Mandarin, so there must be a middleman to translate it.
It's still early, and Qiao Churan is not in a hurry to go home. Her home is not far away, so she said with a smile, "I'll take you there. Grandma Wei may not understand you."

After all, she walked in first and shouted at the half-open door: "Grandma, is anyone home?"

Soon, there was a response from the door. A short, about 80-[-]-year-old, white-haired grandmother came out of the door. When she saw Qiao Churan and Qin Muzhou, she was stunned for a moment, and asked in the same dialect: "You guys?" who is it?"

Qiao Churan walked up with a smile, and said her name in vernacular. Grandma Wei didn't seem to remember her very much.

Qiao Churan was not surprised either. After she went to high school, she basically only went home during the winter and summer vacations, and she didn't come back after working. Many old people in the village didn't know her very well, so they laughed and said, "It's Qiao Zongming's big brother." daughter."

Grandma Wei was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, and looked at Qiao Churan in surprise: "You have grown up so much, I remember you were a little girl before, oops, how time flies, where are you studying now? "

Qiao Churan laughed, "I'm already working."

Qin Muzhou stood behind and watched Qiao Churan communicate with the old man in a dialect that he didn't understand. The girl laughed at Yan Yan and spoke in a dialect with a soft ending.

Qin Muzhou has been in Wuxi Town for a few months, and has heard countless people speak this unfamiliar dialect, but now he feels that only what Qiao Churan speaks is the best.

Grandma Wei finally noticed another young man behind Qiao Churan, and teased in dialect: "This is a boyfriend, take it home and show it to your parents?"

Qiao Churan was choked, and looked back at Qin Muzhou. Obviously, the other party didn't know what Grandma Wei was talking about, but just cast a puzzled look.

Then he walked up and walked quickly, and asked Qiao Churan in a gentle voice, "What did grandma say?"

Qiao Churan coughed lightly: "Just, what are you doing here?"

Qin Muzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the expression on the old man's face, he was a little suspicious, but soon figured it out, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Qiao Churan pretended that nothing happened, looked at Grandma Shangwei with a playful look, and said, "No, this is a member of the Agricultural Economics Society in the town. I was looking for your house just now, but I couldn't find the person I brought him here with." , he has some questions to ask, but he can't speak the dialect of our village, I will help you talk to her later."

When Grandma Wei heard that she was from the town, she immediately became cautious.

At this time, Qin Muzhou also took out his notebook from his briefcase, and asked Grandma Wei how many people there are in her family, what is her usual source of income, how many acres of land is there in her family, what she usually grows, what livestock and poultry she has, and what kind of family she has in the coming year. Questions like what kind of livestock and poultry you plan to raise.

With such a detailed question, Grandma Wei looked at Qin Muzhou vigilantly, "What kind of job is this? I asked such a detailed question. How much land does my family have, what to plant and what to raise? Why should I tell him how an old man can make money? How can I make money?" The money you got here?"

Grandma Wei is a widow in Qingxi Village. Her husband passed away when she was young. She has only one son. The son is not in good health. He was seriously ill when he was young, and his intelligence has remained at the age of seven. Nowadays, everyone in the village can't avoid it. old bachelor.

Grandma Wei’s family is a poor household in Qingxi Village, so she usually has no source of income. She is still in her 70s and has to farm. She is still strong and able to work, and her son’s food is also available. Solve food and clothing.

Old people in rural areas are conservative, and when strangers ask too much about family affairs, they always feel that others have malicious intentions and schemes, so they are unwilling to cooperate. That is to say, many of them are also lying, half truths and half lies.

Qin Muzhou couldn't understand, but he could tell from the old man's tone and expression that he was not cooperating.

Qiao Churan had no choice but to patiently explain to Qin Muzhou: "This is the work of the Agricultural Economic and Economic Society. After the investigation is clear, I can help you. If you have surplus food in your family that can be sold, I can help you sell it. If you raise more chickens and ducks, it will be fine." Can help sell it."

"Don't sell!" Grandma Wei said with a bad face: "I eat what I grow, and the chickens and ducks I raise are for my son. Don't sell! My family has only one mu of land, and I am very poor. Seven or eight chickens and ducks, Gone!"

"Grandma, it's not a bad thing, it's just to understand the situation. After registering, maybe I can help you in the future."

Qiao Churan further explained: "And now there is a policy that there will be subsidies for raising chickens in the coming year. As long as you meet the conditions, you can get [-] chickens back for free, no money."

"Is there such a good thing?" Grandma Wei didn't believe it.

After Qiao Churan explained further, the old man was skeptical and explained his family's situation hesitantly. Before Qiao Churan and Qin Muzhou left, they repeatedly confirmed whether what they said was true.

Qiao Churan asked her to keep the certificate and record card issued by Qin Muzhou, and explained repeatedly that after the Chinese New Year, she could take this to the Agricultural Economics Society to pick up chicks, so Grandma Wei carefully put it in her pocket and put it away.

It was already half an hour after I left Grandma Wei's house.

Qin Muzhou said helplessly: "Thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain clearly to the old man."

Qiao Churan said: "The old people in the village have little contact with the outside world. They have lived like this before, and they have never seen any subsidies, so they don't believe it, and they don't like people asking how much land they have at home. It's not hard to communicate."

Qin Muzhou nodded, and suddenly asked, "Where do you live?"

Qiao Churan smiled: "Is the next household going to my house?"

Qin Muzhou shook his head: "I don't know where your home is yet, the next one will follow."

Qiao Churan blinked and smiled, and pointed to the front: "Go straight here, turn left and then right at the end, the biggest tile-roofed house is my house."

Qin Muzhou nodded thoughtfully.

Turning around, holding the file bag in both hands, he looked down at Qiao Churan and said, "We have met several times, but I have never introduced myself. My name is Qin Muzhou."

Qiao Churan was taken aback, and introduced herself: "Qiao Churan, I forgot to say thank you to you about my mother last time."

After finishing speaking, she muttered to herself: "But I think your name is very familiar."

Qin Muzhou's eyes paused slightly, and there was a trace of anticipation in the depths of his eyes.

After finishing speaking, she realized again that such rhetoric seemed to be a conscious strike-up, and hurriedly said: "I don't mean anything else, I just sigh, but it may also be that your name is special."

After hearing these words, Qin Muzhou's eyes dimmed again.

He looked at the girl's calm expression, and sighed softly: "You really don't know me?"

This time it was Qiao Churan's turn to be surprised, her almond eyes slightly widened and she looked at Qin Muzhou, "I? Should I know you?"

Qin Muzhou smiled slightly, the smile dizzy in his eyes, clear and clean: "The outstanding graduates of the School of Economics and Management of Beicheng University for 13 years, get the first-class scholarship every year, junior girl, your name is very popular in Beicheng University, I admire you It's been a long time."

Also admired for a long time.

"Ah!" Qiao Churan yelled in surprise, looking at Qin Muzhou with round almond eyes, and for some reason, seeing the warm smile on the other side, she felt her cheeks getting hot, "You...you are also from Beicheng University!"

Qin Muzhou looked at the girl's expression, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Qiao Churan was cute, and he sighed with a smile, "Graduated from the School of Computer and Automation Engineering with a 10-year undergraduate degree."

It was probably similar to the emotion of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. After Qiao Churan graduated, she had hardly met alumni. Now that she met one in her hometown, she felt a strange sense of intimacy and a strange heartbeat.

There was an uncontrollable smile on her face.

For this chance encounter, he stretched out his right hand with a curved eyebrow: "Then... senior brother?"

Qin Muzhou reached out and took the girl's outstretched palm.

The heart in his chest was beating fiercely when it touched the girl's cool fingers.

Only he knows what it is for.

(End of this chapter)