Remember what your hometown is like from ancient folk songs. Can you always think of your hometown? Now that people's living standards have improved, villagers with rural backgrounds have begun to develop new breeding grounds. Maybe we have always been outsiders, and wherever we go, we are always home! Our ancestors came to Qingju Niutapa Dam in Nanchong 200 years ago to settle down and take root. Jialing River flows through the north of Sichuan from north to south, like a jade belt tightly wrapped around this area, forming a relatively complete regional culture. Deep mountains and mountainous areas are the basic geographical features of this area, and people have children and reproduce in the labor of sunrise and sunset. This is the spiritual and living home of the people in northern Sichuan.
No matter how young I am, what impressed me most in my life is that country. Wherever you go, you will have unforgettable memories. Even if the years go by, I will never forget the country that left my youthful footprint.
That village, Shunjiang village. Shunjiang Village is a big village at the southwest foot of Nanchong City. It is an ancient town of Qingju on the Jialing River, a transportation hub from south to north, and a water pier.
Farmhouses of different sizes are scattered on the ancient town dam.
The most unforgettable thing is swimming and fishing by the Jialing River. The river is very clear, and the sparkling Jialing River flows along our village from Niuduba. In fact, it is strong enough to hold our village tightly in your arms. Both sides of the river are covered with green plants, separated by a pool of water, and the shore is smooth stones and beaches. Every time I go to the river, I always like to pick up fine sand and slip through my fingers. No matter how deep the river is, you can see clearly even if you drop a needle.
Both sides of the strait are large areas of fertile land, from north to south, reaching the sky. In summer, the wheat in the sky is golden yellow, the river wind is blowing, the wheat waves are rolling, and the Jin Lang is rippling. You are here, just like on the surging Yellow River. In autumn, when the corn is ripe, the corncob in Huang Chengcheng is like a wooden stick for washing clothes, emitting the fragrance of new millet, and there is a bumper harvest everywhere. The shallow and light green wheat seedlings in winter are covered with frost and dew, shining with dazzling pearl-like light in the winter sun, indicating and gestating the hope of bumper harvest in the coming year.
The mountain that comes down in one continuous line from Shunjiang Village is the top of the famous Smoky Mountain, which is lush; Jialing River flows by him. The continuous Gongsun Mountain in the north of the village is the only Liang Mountain in the village. There used to be a big tomb halfway up Gongsun Mountain, but now only yellow weeds and miscellaneous trees can be seen. Perhaps our ancestors have forgotten them and disappeared under the yellow sand and stones without a trace. At the foot of the mountain is the "fundamental shrine" of Shunjiang Village No.1 Primary School. There are not only schools here, but also daily necessities purchased in the village. Temporary needs of small commodities, etc. I remember when I was a child, I had to buy a snack sorbet, because there was only a small shopping department here. The "fundamental temple" is still three miles away from my home. Our family lives on the hillside of the whole village, and it can be reached through the ridge of Wangjiawan. Of course, the baby can run in ten minutes.
On the ridge next to my house, there is a big round earthen bag courtyard, where more than 20 families live, that is, Gumituo Temple. During the liberation period, the houses of Buddhist temples were distributed to villagers, and now they can still see the original appearance. A very large temple, you can imagine the size of the temple at that time. Midway down the slope of Mituo Temple, spring water flows out all the year round, and our village picks up draft here. Cool sweet bottle, named: Liangshuijing. In fact, there are two cold water wells, and the other one is under the slope of our Wang courtyard. A spring formed at the bottom of the cornerstone and flowed out of a large water tank, just to wash clothes for everyone. Whether it is dry or flooded, the cold water well has not changed, and its pulse is constantly passing. Shunjiang Village is the last village in Qingju Town, which is a cross section of the mountain, so the water here has been pouring. In addition to mountains, Shunjiang Village also has Heba Heba, which has been a fertile sandy land washed out by Jialing River for thousands of years and is very suitable for planting all kinds of crops. So many residents on the slope have moved to the river to repair their houses, and our Wang family courtyard is still waiting to see.
The ancestor was Wang Langya who moved south to Jianjiang Jinting, and later slipped away by the historical trend of "Huguang filling Sichuan". He came to Jialing River from Macheng, Hubei Province, and settled in Qingju Town. Grandparents were assigned to take root in Shunjiang Village to raise our descendants.
In the evening, Mang second brother (cousin) asked me to follow Monopterus albus. I grew up in Xi 'an, and I didn't adapt to the life of rural children in northern Sichuan, and I didn't understand the night interest here. 1999 Shunjiang Village can be said to be the era of going to sea. From everyone farming at home to working in coastal cities, the number of people doing business in the sea has soared, and every family has changed from thatched houses and blue tile houses to small buildings. Speaking of Shunjiang Village, I have to talk about when I was eleven years old. When I first returned to Shunjiang Village, Niuduba with my parents, I couldn't walk long without a car, only Jiuli Road. Birds and flowers are singing all the way, and the green wind in the rice field sweeps by, waving to me in rows. That mood is almost gone. At home, our family was the first in the village to build a two-story building, thanks to my father's retirement to do business in the sea. But personally, I don't think it smells like someone else's green tile house. There is very little land in the family. There are three people in the family and three acres of land. Supply and demand can't meet our expenses, so dad still has to go out to work to subsidize the family. My kitchen door is facing the second father (imperial clan) next door. Their two houses are built together. The big tile house is wider than my building and cooler than my home in summer. Mimi's father gave birth to two girls, who are now adults. I remember that they were all born around 2000, and a woman who was born in her second father's house has already got married. More than twenty years have passed. The ancestors of our Wang family are Jianjiang Jinting, which is related to Wang Xizhi. From Huguang to Sichuan, he came to Qingju Town along the river. Grandparents and descendants have propagated to Shunjiang Village. My father-in-law's generation has the ability to run a small cloth dyeing workshop, which is well known. The houses in our Wang courtyard are all built next to each other, and the villagers call them "Dyeing Room Yard". Behind the house of Dad Er and Dad Mi, that is the family house where my husband and my mother-in-law used to live. It was the house left by my ancestors to my parents-in-law, and I lived there until my mother-in-law died in February 20021year. This is our ancestral home, but there are only three small tile houses. Ancestral ties. It's my father's house, and three more brick houses with blue tiles will be their home. After the elders got married, they began to separate, and their in-laws followed their three fathers and my father (my father's two younger brothers), so my home was 50 meters away from them. I remember my father-in-law died when I was 4 when I was a child. The only thing that is clear is that I went out to make a living. I played outside, and when I came back, I took my father-in-law from the kitchen stove. Every time I cooked it for me, it was not only sweet and glutinous, but also my favorite dish. Eating sweet potatoes is more interesting than others now. In-laws' home is the highest point in our Shunjiang village. In-laws live under the dam, and we are a big family.
My childhood was spent in the village, and my classmates spent it in primary and secondary schools. My ancestors were buried here, my relatives lived here, and my companions and relatives accompanied me all my life. My in-laws have six children. My uncle has been farming in the village and has never given birth to three children. My elder sister-in-law married Xi 'an and gave birth to two children. My father and I are the only two people in my family. My third father gave birth to two children and lived in the village, but he worked outside all the year round. My aunt bought a house in Jialing District and gave birth to a son. Cai Qing and I were born three years older than him. When my father was young, he went to sea in Shenzhen and made money. He bought a house in Shenzhen and had two children. This is the pride of our family. Now he is a citizen of Shenzhen. There is a bamboo forest outside my dam. Bamboo forest is a common crop in rural areas of northern Sichuan, which is not as simple as landscape plants we always thought. So only our three teams grow the most bamboo in the village. Used for weaving bamboo poles, backpacks, furniture, tables and chairs, field fences and other household items. It can be said that bamboo can be made into anything; Bamboo forest is also a good place to enjoy the cool in summer, but there are more mosquitoes. There is my mang second brother's house near the bamboo forest. People are not smart, but they often play tricks on me. Because a person is single, has mental problems and is receiving treatment. Mang second brother's house is next to a thatched cottage, and several rooms should be called Ergong. He planted a large fruit forest, wrapped a fish pond and bathed there when he was a child. Although the water in the fish pond is not very clean, but the two shared grass to feed the fish, there was no time to go to the river in hot weather, so I had to make do in the fish pond and was very happy. Behind my second father's house is the best rural house in my heart. Compact and neat design, just two words are comfortable. Ma Bao protects his family because he is a son-in-law and a railway worker. Home conditions are much better than our farmers, and the home is spacious and clean. None of our children dare to go to their house for fear of getting dirty. There are vegetable fields in the front yard of Ma Baobao's dam and Qingwafangyuan. Twenty or thirty years ago, it was exactly the same as the small courtyard we are looking forward to now, very elegant. Baby Ma lives farther away from us. I'm also called second brother and third brother. Shunjiang village is divided into thirteen teams, and we are three teams. On this slope, the mountains are cousins of our grandparents. There is no Fiona Fang in our village, but it's like pork belly on the side of tripe dam. According to the older generation, Feng Shui is good. On the left of the village is Jinyinpo (Qinglong) and on the right is Baihu, which is a village on the whole bank of Jialing River. With a population of tens of thousands, it is the last village in Qingju Town. It is also a 359-degree meandering belt of Jialing River. From Yanshan Mountain in the town to Shunjiang Village, there are many spring wells in our village all year round. It is very famous to find "cold water wells" on the map. Generations have been eating the non-rich water source brought by the cross section of this mountain all the year round. Only 200 meters away from my home, it is the famous site of Mituo Temple. Unfortunately, I can't see it now, but there is a stone pagoda that cherishes paper. We all call this place a temple. You can generally see the overall scale and general framework, which has not been destroyed beyond recognition by human beings.
When I was a child, I went to a private primary school in Shunjiang Second Village. In the shortest route, a large number of students will take turns to go to school and go home. Around 2000, there were three primary schools in the village, and 70 or 80 students in each school were children from the same village and neighboring villages. When I was in the fifth grade, I studied at Mr. Tang's home of Shunjiang No.2 Team. Private village primary schools are mainly based on their own houses. But in our village, I am the only one studying at Mr. Tang's house, and I have a good reputation. The other two schools have the largest shop in the village in the "Genji Temple", so the village usually buys daily necessities here except on the spot that day. The other school is called "Gongsun Mountain", which is on the top of a mountain bag one mile away from the "Fundamental Temple". On the top of this mountain bag, there is a rhubarb horn tree and a private clinic, where villagers take medicine when they get sick. Chinese and western medical metropolis. There are not only clinics and schools, but also the only noodle making place and rice threshing room in the village. When I was a child, my mother used to take me here to grind noodles and cook.
Our Shunjiang village is near the Jialing River recently, and it will not be greatly affected in dry years. Crops will be pumped from Jialing River for irrigation, and the water people eat will come from soaking on the hillside and will not dry up all year round. This is really a treasure house chosen by our ancestors. Next to Gongsun Mountain is Majiaba, next to the fundamental temple is Tong Jia Yard, next to my house is a deep ditch called Wangjiawan, and there is a Lins' yard in the first team of Shunjiang Village. We are close to Mingguang Village and Liming Village, and we have to go to Huayan Temple in senior three to be promoted to Qingju Middle School. In addition to these residents on the slope along the river, there is a paddy field every 50 meters under the slope connecting the dam with a large number of residents. My aunt's house is inside, and their wall is built next to it. Because the road is flat and convenient for farming, domestic water can be directly drawn from the hillside with pipes, just like tap water, which is much more convenient than our hillside. We must rely on people to pick it up or cheer it up. My grandmother told me that there was a well dug by her grandfather at the downhill of the Wangs' compound, which is no longer used, but it has never dried up. From the aunt's house where the villagers live to the Jialing River is Zhongba, which is the land of the whole village, and each family is divided by area. Although they are all flat dams, compared with the yellow mud on the slope, the soil in the middle dam is looser and easier to cultivate. Of course, my family also has some, but now they are rented to the boss who grows vegetables in the field. I remember that when the whole middle dam was a gravel beach, it was difficult to grow good crops by farming, because the soil would be washed away every year when there was a flood. At least in 1995, weeds and whole dam hair are rarely planted in the whole middle dam. In autumn and winter, the weather is dry and things are dry. Eight hairs are often burned by children who are not sensible. The whole dam is as heroic as a battlefield.
After 2000, due to the construction of flood control levees, the owner of the plot only remembers that sugar cane was planted in the whole dam because there was a sugar factory in Qingju Town. After school, we will get into the endless sugarcane forest and come out after eating. Later, when watermelons were planted in summer, we bad elements went out to steal a watermelon and rushed to the river with our arms around the watermelon guards, taking a bath by the river and eating watermelons in the water. When the rainy season floods, watermelons will be washed down to Hexi town. People in Zhenjiang, Hexi like to raise water best, haha. We don't grow fruits now, but we grow vegetables now. Qingju hydropower station has been built in the upstream, and floods rarely overflow the flood dike. The scene of planting and harvesting vegetables in Zhongba is more like a beautiful picture. Friends in the city often go hiking, camping and picking up stones in our village Zhongba. Outside the flood dike is Jialing River. When I was a child, it was a beach, a clean pebble beach. Now the riverbed sucked away by the dredger has sunk tens of meters deep. There is also a lot less water. Shunjiang village lives in the urban area only 20 kilometers away from our village, and it is a suburb with picturesque winding flat dams. Driving home for 20 minutes, the front yard and backyard are beautiful. I always like country life, but I can't extricate myself in the city. I am close to home, but I often miss it. Miss the evergreen, dandelion, small white flower and wheat seedling rape flower in the field. Companions take a bath together to dig the nostrils of cattle, and miss beating dried beans, rolling iron rings and cooking pots and pans. Every time I arrive at the scene, adults will bring a steamed stuffed bun or a pot helmet with jelly to the baby at home, which is perfect. One place, one scene and one person in our Shunjiang village have now become my eternal homesickness in my memory, which cannot be erased. The people in the village are all my elders or peers, my classmates, neighbors, partners and he is my brother. We have known each other for eight generations and lived together for decades, so we can't get to know each other again. Even their relatives are my relatives, tied together. This is my hometown, my village, my homesickness, and the spiritual pillar that I can never leave and give up.