Chapter 630
Chapter 630
This year, Meng Qianqian graduated from university and had to take graduation photos. Meng Dabao was in junior high school. Meng Haisheng waited for them for a while until the summer vacation started. The family drove the RV back to Xiashan Village.
Mr. Shi had been to Xiashan Village several times and was not unfamiliar with the place. After arriving in the village, he quickly integrated into the life here.
"Grandpa, I'm going to take the children to the mountains for a stroll today. Do you want to come with us?"
Meng Haisheng has four children. They have lived in the village for a short time. Every time they come back, they are curious about everything in the village.
Meng Haisheng didn't want to give up the rare parent-child time, so he took the children to the mountains to catch katydids.
He still has several katydid cages that Mr. Meng had made before.
"Okay, I'll go to the mountains with you."
So the group carried katydid cages and two half-grown puppies and walked up the mountain in the morning sunshine.
The villagers got up very early, and some people even came back from working in the fields at this time.
Meng Haisheng and Mr. Shi greeted the villagers along the way, and the atmosphere was very warm.
Several children could pick some wild flowers on the roadside from time to time.
As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, Momo Yanyan and Zizi all had beautiful wreaths on their heads.
Even Xiao Shitou was not to be outdone. He used the wild grass on the roadside to weave a big green straw hat for himself.
"Dad, I'll give you this hat. I'm going to weave another furry one with dogtail grass."
"You should keep it for yourself. I don't like such a green hat."
Seeing that Meng Haisheng didn't want it, Xiao Shitou pouted a little unhappy.
"Don't worry, I'll stick some dogtail grass on it and it will look nice."
So Xiao Shitou followed the mountain road up the mountain, picked a handful of dogtail grass, and stuck all of it on his straw hat. The dogtail grass on his head was still flying in the wind.
The children were not afraid of being tired at all, and they ran and jumped back and forth on the mountain path with their two dogs.
Meng Haisheng and Grandpa Shi, who followed behind, looked at the clear smiles on the children's faces and couldn't help laughing.
"It would be nice to live in the mountains. After entering the mountains on such a hot day, I obviously feel a lot cooler."
"We have many mountains and trees here, and the temperature is much lower than that in Beijing. If you like it here, I will accompany you to stay here every summer."
Meng Haisheng has not been back to his hometown much in recent years. He has always been thinking about Grandpa Meng. He is not young anymore, and the time for the family to be together will be less and less in the future.
This period of time seems particularly precious, and Meng Haisheng hopes that he will have no regrets in this life.
It is also a very happy thing to come back often to see Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng and spend the last 20 years of their lives with them.
"Okay, as long as my legs and feet are convenient, we will go back to the village in the summer, and I can chat with your grandpa and grandma."
In fact, Mr. Shi prefers life in the village.
Although he also knows many people in Beijing, several old friends can often get together.
But it is completely different from living in the village.
In the village, as long as he opens the door and walks to the street, there will be old men of his age who will talk to him, and they can also play chess and cards together and talk about their children.
But in Beijing, if several old friends want to get together, they have to call and contact at least several days in advance, otherwise it is not so easy to get together.
The two chatted and soon reached the halfway point of the mountain. Meng Haisheng pointed to a small clump of Bupleurum on the side of the road and told Mr. Shi that the villagers almost dug up the Bupleurum on the mountain before.
"The medicinal effect of the Bupleurum root planted on our mountain is very good. Since I led everyone to dig Bupleurum root, every household has been running to the mountain every day. Even the grandchildren of Bupleurum root have been dug up."
"Later, the villagers followed me to raise long-haired rabbits and cut rabbit hair. Only then did no one come to the mountain to dig Bupleurum root. I thought that the Bupleurum root on the mountain was dug up because of me, and I felt very sorry."
"So I directly contracted all the surrounding mountains, I bought Bupleurum seeds and spread them all over the mountains and fields, and turned all the surrounding terraces into medicinal fields for Bupleurum. "
"At that time, I didn't think much about it. I just thought that the Bupleurum here was so effective that it couldn't be lost. Who would have thought that later I would open a pharmaceutical factory and produce several Chinese patent medicines that required Bupleurum, and all the Bupleurum I planted here would be used."
"This can be regarded as my unintentional contribution to the success of the project."
When the old man heard Meng Haisheng talk about Bupleurum, he secretly admired him.
It is said that businessmen value profit, but Meng Haisheng did not forget to do good deeds while valuing profit.
When the Bupleurum on their mountain was dug up, no one would sayMeng Haisheng was not good, after all, he led the villagers to get rich together.
But after he dug Bupleurum, he scattered Bupleurum seeds on the mountain again, which was also a return to the forest. He did not dig Bupleurum to the extreme.
"In addition to Bupleurum, there are other Chinese medicinal herbs on our mountain, but they are not valuable, so no one makes money from them."
"Some time ago, I talked about this with my eldest brother. In addition to Bupleurum, we can actually grow other medicinal herbs here, but this matter requires the use of the farmland where the villagers grow food, so it was not immediately put on the agenda."
"This is a good idea. Your pharmaceutical factory is getting bigger and bigger now. If you rely entirely on collecting medicinal herbs outside, you will definitely be restricted."
"Growing medicinal herbs yourself can not only reduce your costs, but also increase the risk resistance of the pharmaceutical factory."
At that time, the old man and Meng Haisheng walked side by side on the small path in the mountains.
Meng Haisheng was willing to tell Mr. Shi about his work. Regardless of whether he could give better advice, Meng Haisheng told him about the matter and did not treat Mr. Shi as an outsider.
"Well, the Lin family used to grow medicinal herbs themselves, but there were too many varieties of medicinal herbs. The dozen or so varieties they grew themselves were not enough."
Speaking of this, Meng Haisheng stood halfway up the mountain and looked towards the village.
Just by hearing the name of Xiashan Village, you can tell that there must be mountains around the village. In the 1970s and 1980s, several villages around Xiashan Village had poor and scarce farmland, and 9 out of 10 households could not have a full meal in a year.
To this day, he still remembers that when he was a child, he ate steamed bread with wild vegetables all day long.
At that time, he was already a half-grown boy, who could eat but could not earn a cent for the family. At that time, the family was really poor and could not even afford to eat.
Later, when the land was distributed to each household, Meng Guangzhu and Qu Lan really worked hard, which made the family's situation slightly better.
Now when Meng Haisheng thinks back to those years when he made mistakes, he feels very sad, but fortunately God has been kind to him and given him another chance to make up for the mistakes he made.
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