The Most Simple Wish

The next spring, the road from dacha village to Mengla County was opened. It is a straight and clean gray cement road, extending from the entrance of dacha village to the entrance of Mengla County. Along the way there is a built signal tower, which stands upright in the field of light clouds and wind.

The mechanical sound that has lasted for half a year is over. All kinds of engineering vehicles recede like tide, leaving a brand new and clean road. The villagers in Dai Township walk barefoot on the road and feel the reality of the road with their feet. The texture of the slightly warm and hard cement road surface is transmitted to the soles of their feet. Some people squat down and touch the concrete road with their hands, and the slight temperature is transferred to their hands. People's faces are full of bright smiles. The sky on this day is very blue.

There is a car at the entrance of the village. Investigators from the Poverty Alleviation Office visited the residents here to learn more about their needs. The investigators are familiar. They have been here many times. They used to visit by bike and motorcycle, but now they come by car.

"Fellow citizens, please feel free to say what you need." The young investigator took a laptop out of his shoulder bag and prepared to take notes.

The old man still shook his head and was not very talkative. The daily use of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea is the obvious demand of the common people. But when we talk about it seriously, we don't know where to start.

The crowd around laughed and said that the old man lost his chain at the critical moment. They are walking on the pleasant clean cement road. Some people dance out of thin air and shout out of thin air.

Young investigators could not resist the enthusiasm of Dai people, folk dance, high pitched folk songs, and soon tears filled their eyes. He then asked the old man, "fellow townsman, what do you need?"

"Eat, wear." The old man had no choice but to give a golden answer.

One side of the man wearing myopia, double fingers holding very thin glasses leg son raised up. The two short words "eat and wear" are indeed the real needs of many people in dacha village. He got the answer he wanted and asked the young investigator to write down two words. They went to the village.

Passing dachacun primary school, the myopic man suddenly stopped and looked into the window. The figure of an outsider living in the village emerged from his mind. In recent years, he has visited the villages and counties in Mengla and heard a lot about the teacher.

She used to be an excellent dancer.

After learning about the education situation in remote areas in a public welfare activity, he devoted himself to the cause of education.

"She hasn't left here yet." The myopic man showed a "as expected" smile. Take a picture of the young man next to them, and they walk into the school building.

"At the beginning, teacher Tao said," it's this road, it's that mountain. It's the poverty caused by the environment. As you wish, the road is open now. If necessary, the mountain will be opened one day. On behalf of our investigation team, I would like to thank you for your contribution to our poverty alleviation. Thank you, Ms. Tao

"Compared with your efforts, what I have done is nothing. It's nothing. "

"Mr. Tao, what else do you think dacha village and Dai township should have?" The man took out his laptop again.

"Well, I don't think we can make earth shaking changes if one side of the soil and water supports another side of the people. Dai township is the hometown of ethnic minorities, where most people still have their traditional living habits. Tea terraces are their main source of life. Starting from here, we should consider that traditional culture will not be destroyed... "Tao Huizhen said sincerely.

The laptop was clattering.

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The biggest change since the opening of the road began with the children. The school bus of the County Central Primary School came in, and families with good conditions began to send their children to school in the county. Dachacun primary school has become desolate and gone.

The county invited a number of tea making technicians from Banna prefecture to teach tea making technology door to door. The process of green tea production, such as picking, killing and rolling, is well known by dacha villagers. Black tea and scented tea have become new tea varieties, and the remaining auxiliary materials of the previous fine tea can also be used to increase the output.

More varieties are bound to attract more tea merchants, and abundant production will bring greater benefits. Dacha village has made great progress during the period when the road was opened.

But one day, when Li asked Dao Xiaotong to let Tao Huizhen go. Tao Huizhen has a bad feeling. When she came to Li Lao's yard, she found that the pigs and poultry were gone. The old cattle who had been with Mr. Li for many years also disappeared.

Old Li leaned on the head of the bed, quietly experiencing the pain of exhaustion. He didn't say anything. His old age made him feel that he was no longer himself. In Tao Huizhen's eyes, he reminds her of Qiu He's grandfather.

Consciousness or sober, muddy eyes can also accurately focus on Tao Huizhen's body. He took out a cloth bag wrapped in old cloth and put it in Tao Huizhen's hand. His hand was trembling. When Tao Huizhen grasped it, she knew it was money.

It turned out that Mr. Li had sold the livestock he raised, and all the money he exchanged was here. He wants Tao Huizhen to take good care of it. This is the source of the expenses of the children's books and pens for many years to come. Not much of Li's life savings are here.

"I only believe in you, Mr. Tao. It's money for children to exchange knowledge. The old man passed it on to you. "

Mr. Li said intermittently that he no longer had the ability to say complete words. How could it be like this? How can you grow old so quickly and suddenly? Tao Huizhen lowered her head and held the money in her hand, her eyes overflowing with tears. In the face of Li's will, she did not respond. Until she can't help but open her mouth and cry, she just closed her mouth and nodded silently. Having been in Dai township for nearly four years, she did not expect such a scene.

Dao Xiaotong stood quietly at the door, her leg seemed a little short. She witnessed the process.

Tao Huizhen sat at the head of the bed and couldn't find what to say. Li Lao is also very quiet, a lot of words are gathered in this ordinary quiet. It seems that he won't let go.

Li Lao's vision tilted to the pillow, facing the door.

Tao Huizhen found that the old man was looking out the door, his neck sticking out. He is not looking at Dao Xiaotong standing at the door, but over Dao Xiaotong's figure and looking as far away as possible. The view is still blocked by an eaves. The old man was a little lost. Some hope.

Tao Huizhen suddenly understood what the old man was looking at, the direction. He is looking at the newly built flat road leading to the county. In his memory, it was still a winding endless muddy red clay road.