SFS Chapter 272 Forgetting
Chapter 272 Forgetting
Tutu paid 100,000 yuan as a deposit. The person in charge was very efficient and started going door to door to prepare for resettlement in the afternoon.
Tutu was a little curious about what the elderly people who lived in this place with inconvenient lives and serious environmental pollution were like, and asked to go with him to see what it was like.
The town is dotted with dozens of four- and five-story buildings, all of which were built 20 or 30 years ago when the factory was doing well.
Although the main frame looks fine, the doors and windows are broken, the streets are cracked, and the residential areas are overgrown with weeds.
Even the flowers have a thick layer of black ash on them.
The gray-haired person in charge walked with Tutu and sighed,
“When I took over 19 years ago, the factory was at its peak and the whole town was full of vitality.
Although the environment is not good and the ground is covered with coal ash, the factory is profitable.
Every night, retired people perform square dance in this small square.
At that time, there was still a primary school here, with the laughter of children, the chatter of workers after get off work, and the music of square dances. That kind of life atmosphere is unforgettable. "
Tutu saw that some shop windows still had posters announcing the successful bid for the Olympic Games, and on the faded pictures, someone had repainted the red flag with a red pen.
He took off his glasses and wiped the wet corners of his eyes. "Hey, Mr. Qian, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. As I get older, I often think about the past.
Let’s go this way. The old people all live in these buildings. These are the earliest dormitory buildings built after the factory was built.”
Among the buildings that look like ruins everywhere, these buildings are very old but the most vibrant.
There are many flowers planted in the open space, and even the ordinary trees are trimmed neatly. Although there is no artistic quality, they are very neat, just like soldiers lined up.
"Mr. Liu, are all the elder brothers and sisters at home?"
The person in charge took a few quick steps, put down the milk box, and helped up an old man with silver hair tucked behind his ears.
"Oh, it's Director Zeng. It's not a festival, why are you here? You don't have to keep taking things from us. Just chat with us."
Tutu also put a bag of fruit aside.
The old man smiled when he saw Tutu, "Who is this girl? She is so pretty. This little round face shows that she is blessed."
The person in charge looked back at Tutu and said, "This is Mr. Qian, who is here to discuss something with us."
The old man picked up the phone and called everyone. Soon, more than a dozen elderly people gathered.
The person in charge poured tea for each of the elderly people and said, "Our factory has finally been sold, along with these dilapidated houses. These houses have always been public property of the factory. It has been made clear before that if you no longer work in the factory, you will not have the property rights. Retired people can live here forever."
"My plan is to move everyone to Xiaojinshan Town, which is closer to the city.
My brothers and sisters are all old now, so it will be more convenient for them to go to the hospital there. As for the things at home, our factory will be responsible for moving them away together.
I also contacted every household that had already moved out, and asked those who wanted to come back to pack up to move out together."
An old man wearing a straw hat shook his head and said, "They left, what could they have to move? There is nothing in the house. The junk collectors even took away the doors and windows and sold them.
Our underground is floating because of the groundwater. Those people ran away long ago because they were afraid of danger.
Anyway, the house is not worth much. A house in the nearby Xiaojinshan Town only costs a few thousand yuan. My daughter bought me a yard there for only 9,000 yuan. If it weren’t for the brothers there to chat with, I would have moved out long ago.”
An old man in a floral sweatshirt took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears. "My old man is buried here. Will I be unable to see him after we move away?"
Another old man also wiped away tears after hearing this.
The person in charge rubbed his face and said, "The cemetery will not be demolished. I will drive everyone back to visit the graves during the Qingming Festival. After the mine is reforested, the environment here will become better and the feng shui of the cemetery will be better."
Another old man wearing glasses hesitated, "Can everything be moved? Can my Taishan stone be moved? I brought it back from Shandong Province when I was young."
The person in charge smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Song, if you are worried about damaging the furniture, I will put it in the trunk of my car for you to move."
An old man in a torn sweatshirt was not willing to move, "I have a plot of land here with vegetables, I won't move."
The person in charge explained carefully, "This piece of land will be destroyed for future TV filming.
If the roads are damaged, it will be inconvenient for you to live here, Brother Sun. Let's just harvest the vegetables.
Besides, the pollution here is serious, and the vegetables we grow don't taste good.
How about I find a bungalow or a first floor with a yard for everyone to live in? Brother Li is right. Everyone wants to have a companion with their old friend. I will try my best to arrange everyone in one place. Do you think this is okay?
I am not afraid to say in front of Mr. Qian that it is really not easy to sell our factory, and this may really be the only chance. "
Tutu looked around and said, "I am willing to pay to transport all the flowers that everyone has carefully taken care of."
The elderly had their own concerns, but after thinking about it, they all nodded and agreed to the request to move. After all, the person in charge was telling the truth, and this might be the last chance to sell the factory.
After Tutu negotiated the handover time, the person in charge had already helped all the elderly pack their luggage.
Several old men stood at the edge of the town, looking at the town that might soon become a complete ruin. Their cloudy eyes were a little dazed, as if they could still recall the first scene they saw it.
That was decades ago. They came from all over the country, carrying their bags and standing at the edge of the town.
"Comrades, this is our destination. The coal mined here is shipped to all parts of the country. It is the driving force behind our country's industrialization process.
We are about to devote ourselves to such a great cause. This is a new starting point for our career and also a new starting point for us to contribute to the country..."
"Sister Liu, can you use your hand that is used to holding a gun to hold a coal shovel?
Of course, I would be more excited to treat coal as if it were the devil's digging."
"But you, Old Song, carried the Taishan stone from such a long distance, and you didn't feel tired at all. It must have weighed 50 kilograms."
"What do you know? You leave home and take a piece of Taishan stone with you. When the stone is put down, this is where you settle down. When my children and grandchildren come, this will be their new hometown."
Looking up, the dim town in front of me is moving away. It has emptied itself and has been forgotten. These old guys are leaving with their memories. Perhaps no one will ever remember this town that was once bustling with people.
My old friends, the wind is so noisy. Was it also so strong when we first arrived?
Old friend, don't give me the handkerchief. I'm not crying. It's just that the sky is a little dazzling and I want to see it again.