Today, I still remember the story told by the old people at the beginning, and this old pair of pits with a long history has a story.

A tool used by the villagers for daily use was rendered mysterious when I was a child. I can choose not to believe in the legends about it, or to say that it has nothing to do with it directly.

But its legend was there, buried in my heart anyway, until many years later. Sometimes I can't even remember it, but when I go back to that land, I still feel like it's there.

I don't know if it's a feeling, but whenever I calm down, as long as I remember the bits and pieces of my hometown, it always comes to my heart.

No matter how many memories are buried in my heart, there are even many more worthy of recall. But it's not as plain as it is, and I feel like it mysteries my childhood.

Of course, since I was sensible, I knew that this one was called the old pit, and its early story was still plain and beautiful. Because it was originally used as a supporting appliance when the compound was newly built, it was still used frequently every day.

In that era when rice mills and rice mills were not popularized, it was simply a treasure in the farmer's hometown. Of course, if it continues like this, it will be nothing more than the utensils in this compound.

With the passage of time and the changes of the times, it quietly completes its mission every day. Of course, it may be lost in the long river of time, because as far as I can see, because there are diesel generators in our village, there are already diesel rice mills.

But because of this incident this night, the old people talked about it again, so it became famous again, and it was already the protagonist for the people of the village during that time.

Some of the things that the old people usually say, I feel very reasonable, because many of the words are the accumulation of their lives. On the strange matter of the old pit, the old people only said a few words.

They believe that everything is done because of the cause and effect, and I strongly agree with that.

At that time, I didn't quite understand the true meaning of these words, but I vaguely felt that it was not simple. Later, as I slowly understood, I realized that this was the story of the old pit, and everyone put on a veil of mystery on it.

Whether it is a dead thing or a tool, it is closely related to the people in the compound.

The legend of the old pair of pits, the specific year involved, the old people can no longer remember. The old man who was involved in that incident has either passed away slowly, or he can't remember the specific time at that time.

But the old people who still knew about that incident, they all clearly remembered that it should have happened in the most difficult years before liberation. Because at that time, people all over the country were hungry, and many people fled the famine to ask for food, hoping to survive if they went out.

At that time, the devils ravaged almost the entire country, and the people suffered the most. Some of them have large families that are completely unable to survive. At the time of the national crisis, the country called on the people to enlist in the army, so many families let their children go to the army.

The idea of the common people is very simple, if they are at home, they will starve to death, so it is better to go to the army and maybe eat together. Whether it was a regular **, or the communist army that occupied the mountain at that time, as long as they went and had something to eat, they were willing to do anything.

And our small mountain village, although it did not affect the big war at that time, it is said that it is not close to it. This is just a very ordinary place in Xiangchu, but because there are many people doing business in Guangxi, the outside movement is still very early.

Although it is not a paradise, the people who have lived here for generations since the Ming Dynasty are very simple. There is only one simple thought, that is, you can still live an ordinary and peaceful life.

Everything here looks ordinary, and the reason why it is ordinary is because there was not even a road here. Because most of the salt of the Hunan and Chu people came from Guangxi, their ancestors traveled back and forth between Hunan and Chu and Guangxi all the year round.

With the travel of these ancestors, naturally some people were brought out, and everyone followed these ancestors who went out first. In the era when devils were rampant, many people in the village were worried about the war, so they went out to Guangxi to seek a way to survive.

I think most of these people probably wanted to seek refuge at that time, because Guangxi was under the control of the Gui warlords. It is said that my Taigong was married to a warlord of the Gui family, and at the junction of Hunan and Guangxi, in a place called Dong'an Shunhuang Mountain, he owned half a street of shops.

I can only think about these things, after all, the descendants of Taigong basically did not suffer a blow in that extraordinary era, most of them could be unharmed, and only my grandfather suffered. Because the one who married the Gui warlord was the son of my grandfather's house.

The people in the compound, even our family, kept silent about these things, after all, these things were too sensitive and hurtful.

At that time, some villages next to those national highways, although they had to walk to get out, were still much more convenient than our village. Usually no one comes to our village, it is simply a poor little paradise.

However, at that time, the rich and noble families were extravagant, and they took a sedan chair at most when they went out, and it is said that there were also horseback riders. This is the dream of our village elders, and they vow to live like this too. Everyone thought of the road, so that there should be a big road through the village.

It was also because there were four wealthy families in the village, so it gradually became famous at that time. What's more, there are some close relatives and clansmen who follow these four families, who were also considered wealthy at that time, so the village became even more famous.

With the support of these rich families, and all four families have the same surname. In addition, one of them was a classmate with several contemporary celebrities, so the county paid attention to it, and soon the small mountain village became the first village in the county.

The foundation that these predecessors broke through back then was in the era of decades later, which also made these old people sigh.

At that time, the so-called official road referred to the main road leading to Hengyang and Guangxi in the county, and it was also the main road for Hunan and Chu to go south. Originally, it didn't pass through our village, but passed by an ancient street more than ten miles away.

As the first wealthy family to rise in the neighborhood, the first thing that the four wealthy families in the village thought of was to build roads for the village, which many years later, we had another super-rich here, but there was never a similar idea, maybe the times are different.

And the most active among them are the rich people who actually owned a car in the pre-liberation era. If you talk about seniority, he and my grandfather are cousins, and the big name is Wei Hangong.

No matter what later generations commented, what Wei Hangong did at that time has become history, but the official road has been diverted to our village.

This naturally caused an uproar at the time, but because it happened to encounter the devil attacking Hunan Province, people in the surrounding area were panicked. Some people say that the devil is going to fight over Xuefeng Mountain, and some people say that the devil has arrived in Xiangtan.

Anyway, in that era of lagging information, people were blind at a loss. Under the government's order, it was said that the road was built to resist the war, and the road was successfully diverted.

Because when it comes to changing paths, there is a later story.

The government summoned a lot of displaced people and refugees to build roads, and these people all came to the village, which naturally impacted the village, but fortunately, there were garrisons and the great god Wei Hangong, and these people did not make any moths.

At that time, the old pair of pits almost non-stop every day, not only did their own people have to eat and grind things, but these people who came to build the road were also scattered to several large households. The more people need to grind, the more grain increases.

It is said that every day there is a melodious song in the village, because these displaced people and refugees have **Chengdu is asking for food. What they are best at is "Lotus Falling", which is one of the magic weapons for asking for food!

Thinking about it now, the situation at that time was always intoxicating and yearning, but it was so helpless and bitter at the time.

It is said that the Xiangchu area is to the south, and the terrain is hilly, and if there is a road, as long as it is slightly modified, it can become a good road. Therefore, this section of the road passing through our village road was repaired in less than a quarter because it was convenient to connect to Guangxi and Hengyang.

A few families are happy and some are sad, and the passage of the road is a great thing for the benefit of future generations for the people of our village. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, Wei Hangong also gathered the clan elders in the family to carry out a huge score revision activity.

For a while, not to mention the people of ten miles and eight townships, even the old men in the county, all knew about the major events in our village.

It is said that there was an old man in the county who wanted to write a preface to our family, but what he didn't expect was that Wei Hangong politely refused. The old man didn't dare to be angry, because Wei Hangong had mentioned a few times and wanted to ask his celebrity classmate to write a preface.

When the people in the village walked out, they all felt that their backs were much straighter. Even when it comes to the future generations, when we hear some old people talk about it, we also feel that there is light on our faces. In that war-torn era, the people of our village felt that there was hope for everything.