Achieving the best - 1184 Neighbors sending fish

Dou Yifan was sleeping deeply and had no dreams all night. When he woke up, he found that Du Jieqi, who came to warm his bed last night, had left at some point. Looking at the messy big bed, Dou Yifan smiled meaningfully, got up and packed it up, sent a text message to Du Jieqi, and then hurried back to Doujia Village.

Today is New Year's Eve. Whether it is the end of the world or the corner of the sea, they all try their best to hurry home for a new year. Having money or not going home for the New Year is a custom in the Chinese mainland, and Dou Yifan is no exception. His brother Dou Yiping has not come back for the New Year in the army for many years. Even if Dou Yifan is with two beauties, he must go home to worship his ancestors and have a New Year's Eve dinner. But he neglected the two women who stayed in the hotel. Of course, Dou Yifan has come up with a compromise.

It is not far from Jinshui County to Doujia Village, which is about half an hour away. Zhouning City is located in the hilly area of ​​Yifeng Province. The typical subtropical climate brings rich resources to this seaside land. Jinshui County is located in the northwest of Zhouning City. Most of the areas are low and small hills. Even one or two that can barely be called mountains are relatively small. Jinshui County, which mainly relies on planting and freshwater breeding, has enviable beautiful mountains and clear waters, but also has indescribable beauty.

The problem is that it is dragging the economic tail of the whole city. Dou Yifan, who was driving through the green forests in winter, stood proudly in winter, looked at the low houses on the roadside and couldn't help but sigh silently. Zhouning City seized the economic tail of Yifeng Province, while his hometown Jinshui County closely occupied the tail of Zhouning City, which was economically backward. These indisputable facts are placed in front of Dou Yifan. Although he is not a parent here, as a Jinshui man, he also hopes that his hometown can accelerate development and become rich quickly.

The used jeep turned into the dirt road leading to Doujia Village. Dou Yifan looked at the clear stream at the entrance of the village through the car window, and sighed in his heart. The countryside without factories and no pollution has clean air and clear water sources but no rich money. This has to be said to be a very contradictory phenomenon. Although Dou Yifan does not believe that economic development is an inevitable connection with the sacrifice of the environment, the facts before him have to worry a little more about the industrial park that Hairao is about to develop.

Dou Yifan felt a little nervous when he thought of the Omas Company, which was about to go on the Spring Festival. If the economic development affected the daily life and health of most people, Dou Yifan felt that he was the first to stand up and oppose. If this was the case, most people would probably rather go to the back village to contract two ponds and raise fish and mulberry plants. Although their lives are poorer, they are at least healthy and long-lasting. Thinking of this, Dou Yifan couldn't help but look at the fir forest in the back mountain of Doujia Village.

In the rural areas of the south, the Spring Festival is quite complicated. Women who get up early in the morning killed chickens and geese and prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Of course, on the big day of family reunion, they naturally went to the ancestral hall to comfort their ancestors. When Dou Yifan parked the car in front of the alley at his doorstep, they had already seen the daughter-in-law of the next cousin Dou Hanshen, carrying two bamboo baskets containing sacrifices to the ancestral hall in Doujia Village. When Dou Yifan got off the car, he happened to see Dou Hanshen walking out of the house. He quickly handed a cigarette to the cousin of the same clan. Dou Hanshen wiped his palms on his trouser legs and took the Great China handed over Dou Yifan.

"Yifan, this is a good cigarette!" Dou Hanshen looked at the rare cigarette in his hand, then looked at the jeep parked at the entrance of the alley, and muttered.

"Haha, it's okay! It's better to smoke during the Chinese New Year. Uncle, why don't you give this pack to you!" I found that Dou Hanshen stared at the cigarette in his hand and looked at it again and again, and seemed to be reluctant to smoke it. Dou Yifan simply stuffed a whole pack of cigarettes in his hand into his hand. Dou Hanshen has always lived next to Dou Yifan's house and is very honest. He is almost as dull as his father Dou Hanshi. The two families live close to each other and are of the same clan, and they have a lot of interactions on weekdays. Although Dou Yifan rarely smokes good cigarettes, these two Chinese were thrown to him by Shi Dezheng before the Chinese New Year, but now he still has a chance to smoke good cigarettes. The problem is no longer whether there is a good cigarette, but whether Dou Yifan wants to smoke or not. Of course, it is not a small matter to give his uncle a good cigarette.

Dou Hanshen put the cigarette back into Dou Yifan's hand with a little embarrassed. When he saw Dou Yifan stuffing it back, he did not refuse. He lowered his head and took it with a grateful look. After the two stood at the entrance of the alley and chatted for a few words, Dou Yifan quickly walked towards the door.

As soon as he saw Dou Yifan return home, Yang Yelu, who was very busy, quickly took a free hand to prepare a bowl of sweets for his son, saying that he would first let him cushion his stomach so that he would not be hungry when he went to worship his ancestors later. Dou Yifan did not refuse, and took the big bowl from his mother's hand and walked into the living room. Dou Hanshi, who had already posted the door couplet, walked to the tea table and asked about Dou Yifan's whereabouts last night. Dou Yifan casually lie and excuse him. Before the father and son had a few words, a hesitant shout came from the door.

Dou Hanshi went out to open the small door of the wall and chatted with a middle-aged man. Dou Yifan looked up and found that it was his neighbor, cousin Dou Hanshen, whom he met just now at the entrance of the alley. At this time, Dou Hanshen had two lively big carp in his hand. Dou Hanshen stood in the yard and didn't know what to talk about. Dou Hanshen's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd with a lack of fat water, wrinkled and old.

"Hey, it's uncle! Why are you so polite? This year Yifan brought some New Year's goods back. If you have something at home, you don't have to take it over. Keep it at home for food!" Hearing the sound, Yang Yelu walked out of the kitchen. When she saw the carp in Dou Hanshen's hand, she couldn't help but politely refused.

"Brother Shi, sister-in-law, please keep it! They are all raised by your own home, eat fresh! I can eat a few more during the Chinese New Year this year, and I'm afraid there will be no next year. Haha, Yifan, try the carp raised by uncle, and the carp will rise step by step next year!" Dou Hanshen handed the carp in his hand to Yang Yelu who was greeted, and greeted Dou Yifan with a smile.

"Uncle, sit down! The tea my dad just made!" Dou Yifan put down his bowls and chopsticks and called Dou Hanshen to sit in the living room. Looking at the middle-aged man who had returned, Dou Yifan felt intuition that this man was coming for him this time.
Chapter completed!