Chapter 793
Chapter 793
Jing SA turned back and joked: "Xiao Chen, would you like to give him a hand like the eunuch in the palace drama? You're nervous. "
Xiao Chen really wants to go out with a hand, but the key is to be willing. Sometimes he really admires the empress of his family. Other women are very clumsy when they are pregnant, but she is walking like a flying horse. He is a man in his prime. He doesn't lack sports and can't keep up with them.
He quickened his pace. "Queen, slow down."
"Don't worry like Kangxi. It's not a cliff. I can walk."
"No, it's right to walk slowly!" He is looking forward to serving well and making contributions.
After walking for more than ten minutes, they met only a few old people, who were surprised.
"Why don't you see anyone?"
They set out early in the morning, because the snow was slippery and Xiao Chen was driving slowly. It was noon when they got here. How could someone come out at this time.
Cao Zhen said: "the younger generation have gone out to work. Most of them are old people and children left in the village. They usually take care of their own three-thirds of an acre of farmland. Maybe it's snowy recently and the weather is bad. Some old people and children are staying in their houses."
This is what happens in many second - and third tier cities or small villages. There are few opportunities to make money in their hometown, so young people go to big cities to find jobs. When they make money, they send some living expenses to their hometown. They only come back during the Spring Festival. If they are lucky and become famous, they will stay in big cities and never come back. If they don't mix well, they have no face to come back.
Therefore, there are more and more empty nesters and left behind children in small towns and mountain villages.
There is a lack of young people in the village, only the old man, the old woman and the children. On a cold day, both the old man and the children can't stand the cold. They must be at home, so it's not strange that they look cold outside.
Jingsa walked at the front, turned a corner, and the group continued to walk along. It was not too steep, but it was cold. They wore thick clothes like bears, and the snow was thick. It was inconvenient to walk, so they had to walk slowly.
At the end of the ramp is the Du family's house. The traditional courtyard style is considered as a big house in the village. The pattern is a courtyard with houses built on all sides, which is composed of main room, east-west wing room and inverted seat room. The courtyard is surrounded by grey walls and green tiles from all sides. It looks very simple, but it has been abandoned for a long time.
There are two Cinnamomum camphora trees in the yard, which are quite eye-catching. Looking at the height and the degree of coarseness, it is estimated that the trees are several decades old. Standing upright in the yard, you can smell the unique fragrance of Cinnamomum camphora.
The strange thing is that although the two camphor trees are generally tall, the one on the left is very luxuriant and open like a big umbrella, while the one on the right is very thin and weak. I don't know if they are sick. They look listless at all.
"I seldom see people planting Cinnamomum camphora trees at home," he said
Cao Zhen said with a smile: "when you grow up in the United States, you may not know that planting camphor trees is a kind of custom. Generally, when your daughter is born, you plant seedlings. When her daughter grows up and the tree matures, when her daughter gets married, you will cut the camphor trees and make them into a box as a dowry. This custom is preserved in many places. It's not surprising, but most of them are in rural areas. After all, big cities, There's no place at home to grow such a big tree. "
Some traditions are still preserved in small cities, but in big cities they no longer pay attention to these, and they should also pay attention to things that are in line with international standards, which has led to the extinction of many traditional customs.
When Xiao Chen heard about it, he said, "our hometown also has this custom. Good camphor wood is valuable. Some people who are particular about it will ask a skilled craftsman to carve when they make boxes. This custom existed in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. If our ancestors left such a box, it would be valuable now. It's definitely an antique. The price is more than one hundred thousand to several hundred thousand."
He really didn't understand these, but it was very interesting after listening.
Jing SA didn't care about this. After a long walk, he was sweating, and it was hard to take off his clothes. "You are waiting here now. I'll call the village cadres here to report."
When Cao Zhen came to the door of Du's house, the lock on the door was rusted and broke with a slight touch. It didn't matter if he broke in with a search permit anyway.
He waved, "it's cold outside. Go to find a place to sit down inside and wait for village cadres to come."
Xiao Chen immediately reaches out his hand to help him go in.
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