In 1983, Lin Xiulan, a woman from Qingshiyu, exchanged a silver bracelet for five yuan and a business opportunity floating in the wind.
"Beijing is short of hawthorns, so we need as many as we have."
The whole village laughed at her as she was crazy. Can the red wild fruits in the mountains be turned into money? Isn't it painful enough to cut off the "tail of capitalism" in the past few years?
But she saw light in the cracks. She exchanged her dowry for ten long-haired rabbits, and rang the abacus under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village: a female rabbit would give birth to three litters a year, with six rabbits in each litter, and they could be sheared in six months.
Trust is more scarce than poverty.
This is not a genius legend.
This is the story of how a group of people, whose backbones were bent by mountains and poverty, straightened their backs for the first time.
Starting from 20 yuan, there are 12 households with 10,000 yuan in the whole village;
From selling rabbit fur secretly to signing "green hawthorn" preserved fruit into the provincial capital's foreign trade contract;
From the time the old director Zhang Fugui pounded the table and roared, "This is the way back!" To the county leader's jeep driving into the mountain village, holding her hand and saying, "You are the vanguard of reform and opening up."
With their accumulation of stitches and stitches, they split the mountain of destiny.
What they recovered was much more than just money.
This is the entrepreneurial history of a village,
It is also the history of the awakening of dignity of a generation.
"Mom, I'll give you back this silver bracelet."
"No, you keep it. This isn't the bracelet, it's the courage."
"I have to earn my courage."
Lin Xiulan looked into her daughter's bright eyes and knew that the spring breeze that started in the mountain valley in 1983 had blown into the bones and blood of the next generation.
