Fugu: The wall is running

Sunshine News (Lai Yafen Huang Min Wang Dongyu reporter Zhang Lei) 0 kilometers along the Yellow Highway along Shaanxi, the wall of the wall convenience service center of the Gutou convenience service center of Fuxian County, Yulin City.

As soon as Wanli Yellow River entered Shaanxi, he turned a ninety -degree bend, like his mother's arm, hugging the wall village in his arms.

Wang Qingyu has lived here for 61 years. He is rough, although he is full of feelings for this hot land, but he has always been ashamed of expressing. In his opinion, the word "hometown" is too much, and "the place where the ancestors are waiting for" are the most appropriate.

The wall village located on the Loess Plateau is no longer full of yellow sand, and the water of green oil cannot be seen at a glance.

On August 2nd, Wang Qingyu drove the seascape planting base to the north of the village. In the base of 350 acres, the green fruit is full of branches. Wang Qingyu said that after another month, the fruit became red.

Standing under the tree, Wang Qingyu dragged a sea red fruit, wiped it on his clothes and ate it. Although the action is the same as before, the taste and mood are completely different. As he said, the original sea red fruit was "sour", but now it is "sweet".

Wang Qingyu had a donkey cart. He couldn't bear to throw it for many years. After the new house was built, his wife was suspected of occupying the place. He wanted to deal with it several times, and he was stopped by him. For this matter, the couple had no red face.

Wang Qingyu is an old man. For him, this car is not only the "thought" left by his parents, but also the "hero" who accompanies him to ask for life, saying that he can't throw anything.

More than 20 years ago, Wang Qingyu's father handed the donkey cart solemnly to his hand. "Baby, this family will be responsible for you." At that time, Wang Qingyu, who was 30, had become a family, knowing what this donkey car meant for a family.

Located at the wall of the junction of Jinxi and Shaanxi, there were only two roads to Fugu County. There are soil roads with a wide one by one, and there are large pits on the road. Capture the donkey car to the county seat for 3 hours. One is the waterway crossing the Yellow River. In the end, you can enter the prefecture.

With the heavy responsibility of supporting the family, Wang Qingyu sold watermelon in Shangfu Valley, sold vegetables in Inner Mongolia, and sold sea red fruits in Shanxi ... He often rushed to queue up in the ferry car in the sky. ferry. Sometimes he couldn't line up, and he gritted his teeth and walked to the Tu Road to Fuku County. If the road is a bit delayed, it will be dark when returning.

One year, there was a lot of rain. The only soil road was also washed off.

It was also that year, Wang Qingyu's 2 acres of watermelon was particularly good. I originally thought that the melon was sold for a few dolls, but until the beginning of the school, the water did not retreat and the road was not repaired. Seeing the ripe watermelon began to rot, Wang Qingyu carried his cricket silently and buried all the melons.

"But I have to get better, and I dare not ask the dolls to follow hard." Over the years, Wang Qingyu remembered what Grandpa said to his father before his death. For this sentence, my father did a lifetime without darkness.

Later, his father was gone, and what he said to him before dying.

In fact, it is not that the parents do not have the ability, but the small villages with wind and sand and rivers. The transportation is too closed. Even if you encounter a good year, you don't top it. Wang Qingyu said, no matter how good the harvest, there is no way, who will buy it? Where to sell?

What made Wang Qingyu pleased is that with the popularity of "Village and Village", the soil road became a 3 -meter -wide cement road. Although it is a lot more convenient than before, he still has an obsession in his heart: the village can pass through a wide road.

When can this road be connected? Wang Qingyu was looking forward to, and the people in the wall of the wall were also looking forward to it.

From spring to winter, the days live like this. Wang Qingyu was aggrieved, and there was no extra word when he saw it.

Wang Qingyu should not only worry about his little days, but also think about how to make more than 800 people in the village live a good life. At that time, Wang Qingyu, the secretary of the village party branch, was not light on his shoulders.

Wang Qingyu had a lot of thoughts and life -threatening, but he always couldn't see it. With the villagers planting valley, the valley could not sell the price; then the yellow rice was changed, and the output of yellow rice was not good; it was easy to graft a hundred acres of sea red fruit trees, but the fruit sales became a problem. In this way, tossing was tossing, and Wang Qingyu almost tossed his prestige in the village.

The rich life is better, and the poor family is difficult to take. It is said that in the past few years, Murakami held the conference, and there was no personal shadow underneath. The cadre sat in front, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are bitter.

"If you can't go, you can trust you?" Wang Qingyu, who was a village cadre for decades, was a bit helpless, but the tone he was carrying him never let go.

"Do you say so much? Want to repair the road?" One day in 2009, when he heard the news, Wang Qingyu was so anxious that he didn't wear his shoes and ran to the township government courtyard 1 kilometer away.

"Look, this is planning, there are our walls." Township cadres said. Wang Qingyu took the thin pages of paper, only glanced at it, and squatted to the ground with a buttocks, crying firmly.

For a few days, while sleeping at night, Wang Qingyu pressed the copied pages under the pillow. "Don't be afraid of your jokes, you can wake up with dreams." Wang Qingyu said that he grew up on the Yellow River, and his older generations had suffered a loss of traffic. He knew too much about the "weight" of this road.

On July 29 of that year, a road along the west bank of the Yellow River started to start! This road is Shaanxi along the Huang Highway!

Due to the difficulty of construction in some sections, the excavator can only "lie" on the steep cliff, and use a hydraulic crushing hammer to "pull" the subgrade little by little. It is understood that the first phase of the Yulin section of the project is all -in -line, which took four or five years.

In the years of construction, Wang Qingyu often stayed at the scene from early to night. He said, even if he looked at a few times from a distance, listening to the sound of opening the mountain and frying stones, he felt practical in his heart.

The day of the official opening of Shaanxi along the Yellow Highway was August 28, 2017. Wang Qingyu remembers particularly clearly.

On that day, the Village of Walltou Village knocked on a gongs and drums.

On that day, Wang Qingyu grinned. When he was the most happy, he pulled his throat and shouted a few words he wrote.

"Come to the wall along the Huang Highway, the people are happy with their brows ..." Just like the lyrics sang in the lyrics, the spring of the wall of the wall!

"To develop the village, the road is the key." This sentence, Wang Qingyu said in the past two years.

It is said that since the opening of the Yellow Highway, the villagers in the wall of the wall of the Village to sell money. Just two days ago, the remaining watermelon of Wang Qingyu's family was sold out. In one account, 5 acres of melon sold a total of more than 60,000 yuan! He didn't dare to think about it before.

Not only his family, the people in the wall of the wall of the wall are getting better.

At the end of July each year, the watermelon is planted with Chinese cabbage, and some sweet potatoes and peanuts are planted between cabbage. In the rest of the ground, we planted some corn, and it is not wasted a little "ground". Wang Qingyu calculated roughly: Last year, the yield of Chinese cabbage was 20,000 kilograms, and the ground price was more than 6 cents a pound; more than 3,000 pounds of corn -planted corn per mu. , Light -breed crops, the annual income of a villager can easily break six digits.

It's more than that. As the ecological governance of the Yellow River Basin continues to increase, the hillside and highway of the wall village are covered with trees, and the loess plateau in the past in the past showed vitality. Especially since the poverty alleviation and rural revitalization, policies, projects, and funds have been continuously in the wall of the wall. It turned out that Wang Qingyu, who was a bit daunting, finally had a confidence with the big guy.

Improve the appearance of village villages, adjust the industrial structure, and establish a professional cooperative of Haihong Fruit Planting ... Every step of the Village of the Guantou Village has stepped on it, and "walking" is steady.

Lutong, the opportunity came. As a watermelon that leads the industry, he has its own "festival" in Guan Village. "After years of continuous Watermelon Festival, more than 1,000 acres of melons were snatched out of the village." Wang Qingyu smiled at his teeth and spoke high. "In the past few days, the village cars could not stop. There are more than 100 people in order. "

The name of the Classic Wall Toutun Village is fire!

The melon -trafficking vegetables have come, the tourism is here, and those who have learned the scriptures also come. Wang Qingyu attributed this to the butterfly variable effect brought by "new life". He said: "We are now key provincial -level key agricultural parks. Haihongguo and melon vegetables are all increased their income 'business cards. Every family has a good way out."

Life is good and mood is good. In the house of Wang Qingyu's house, there was a family portrait of the Spring Festival last year. A dozen people in the family wearing new Tang costumes, each of them smiled brightly. Sometimes, he will be fascinated by the photos, watching, the sins and suffering that have been eaten in those years are like playing movies, and the scene echoed in his mind.

Today, the bitter days of those shoulder -shoulder, back, and donkey carts have long become history. The small village of "Chicken Minding Three Provinces" is interpreting a new story of "there is a flower wall in the wall" every day.

Wang Qingyu said that the current days are more than every day.

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