The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

In golden October, the land in the suburbs is full of harvest colors.

The golden corn, the heavy sorghum, the wheat with bent branches, the red dates hanging on the branches, and the purple grapes hanging under the vines, every day the owner of the field gets up early and goes to bed late, in order to keep busy The harvest that is only obtained in one year is harvested in his own granary.

The tall Rainbow Gate at the entrance of Liangsurname Village stands in the wind, and the huge hydrogen balloon drags a long banner swaying from side to side. Red, yellow, pink, green, and blue colorful flags start from the entrance of the village and go all the way along the two sides of the village road. Xiangli, like guards, stands on both sides of the road to welcome the guests coming and going.

On the threshing ground next to the village committee, members of the Yangko team are busy putting on makeup, while the villagers are busy moving out the tables and chairs inside the village committee and placing them outside, and then connecting the power to the loudspeakers.

As time passed, more and more people came to the open space of the threshing ground. In addition to the villagers of the village, there were also many guests who rushed over after hearing the news and relatives and friends who came to help.

In the village committee next to the threshing ground, Chen Youde, the head of the village with two surnames in a suit, was nervously holding the speech in his hand, stuttering and reciting, probably because he was too nervous, and he read a sentence as After a few paragraphs, I didn’t say anything, and suddenly I stopped speaking when I was chanting, so I had to stop and continue reading.

Seeing his appearance, Aunt Chen, who was tidying his clothes, couldn't help comforting him: "Old Chen, don't be nervous, it's just a cut-out speech, you can take it up and read it, what are you afraid of? Look at Ah Quan, It’s because the host is facing more situations than you, they can’t take the manuscript to the stage, everything depends on the labor reaction, and it’s not like you.”

"Can it be the same? Ah Quan is as old as I am, and he has a good memory. At my age, I almost forget to write. Besides, he arranged the cutting process, and even wrote our speech. Yes, of course he doesn’t have to memorize what’s all in his head.”

Today is the collective opening day of the farmhouse in Liangxing Village. In order to advertise and attract popularity, the village specially held a cutting ceremony to celebrate.

As the head of the village, Uncle Chen was elected as the village representative to speak on stage, while Zhou Quan was appointed as the host of the tailoring ceremony because he was recognized as the person with the highest education and the best knowledge in the village.

It is said that the host is actually no different from the person in charge. The ribbon-cutting ceremony is so big that the process is so small that all the props are in charge of it.

Now he is wearing a dress borrowed from the wedding party, sitting in the yard of the village committee, being put on by Chen Wenjuan.

"Wenjuan, do you use too much foundation? I feel my face is stiff now, will it fall off when I talk?"

"Is the hair okay? You have already sprayed half a bottle of your styling gel."

"Don't use lipstick, it feels so weird. Wenjuan is merciful. I am very satisfied with my eyebrows, so I don't need to trim them. I am also very satisfied with my eyelashes. Please let me go."

Chen Wenjuan, who was holding an eyelash curler, looked left and right at Zhou Quan's face, and finally had to admit that what the other party said was true. Zhou Quan's natural eyebrows matched his face shape, and his eyelashes were long and thick, and naturally upward Slightly raised, it looks much better than the kind of false eyelashes made on purpose.

Chen Wenjuan, who felt that she had nowhere to start, said angrily: "It's really unfair, Brother Ah Quan, you are a boy, what's the use of having such beautiful eyebrows and eyelashes? It's a violent act!!!"

"No, I have to see what else I can use. I finally got this opportunity. I can't waste anything." Wenjuan went to look through her makeup bag again, a little girl met a beautiful doll , dressed up for him with great interest.

Seeing this, Zhou Quan twisted his body calmly, saw the gap and walked out, and said while running: "Wenjuan, I'll go and see if it's finished outside, you can go and transform it for others first. "

A Chen Wenjuan who accidentally let the 'doll' run away was jumping in the yard, but after turning around, she had a new target.

The eldest cousin of the Chen family, who was halfway through reading the speech, watched his daughter enter the room with a big bag and a smile on her face. For some reason, cold sweat broke out on her back in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Quan hurriedly trotted all the way to the threshing ground, and saw Bao Erlong delivering cigarettes to a few brothers on the other side of the props.

Zhou Quan called him over and said, "Erlong, the ribbon-cutting ceremony will officially start at nine o'clock in a while. I will go on stage to say a few words. When the salute is fired, the salute on the other side of the open space will be fired. After that, the big cousin will come to the stage to speak. , and then the owners of the 43 farmhouses in the village came to the stage to cut the ribbon together. The whole process of the ceremony is like this, there is no problem with the salute and the camera, right?"

Hearing this, Bao Erlong waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, the one who took the video is my classmate from the vocational high school, and the one who salutes is his buddy. They are serious about wedding celebrations, so there's nothing wrong with our small scene."

"That's good, the time is almost up, tell everyone to get ready."

In the middle of the threshing floor, Zhou Quan, holding a microphone, made a simple opening remark, and then announced in a dry voice: "Now please fire the salute."

As soon as the voice fell, the adjusted salute began to fire towards the open space, and the deafening sound made the elderly folks in the village say it was lively.

After the gun salute was over, the cousin of the Chen family, wearing a suit and tie, took the microphone from Zhou Quan's hand and began his village representative speech.

Standing in the middle of the threshing floor, the uncle of the Chen family took out his speech and was about to read it, but looking at his hands that were still shaking slightly, everyone knew that he should be very excited.

Some villagers who watched the excitement shouted from the side: "Village chief, don't shake your hands. I think you didn't hesitate when you went to the town to block the mayor's gate. Why are you shaking now? This circle is ours. Folks, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Some people took the lead, and others followed suit. Listening to the chaotic crowd, the village chief put down his speech and said, "Don't shout nonsense, who said I was afraid? I, Chen Youde, have never been afraid of anything since I was a child. I was just too excited."

After speaking, he held up the speech again, wanting to continue reading.

"Well... today is a... a happy day, it's us... no, it's a big day for our two-surnamed village...."

Village head Chen, who was getting more and more frustrated, finally refolded the long speech and stuffed it back into his pocket. He tore off the tie tied around his neck and said, "It's still so comfortable. This broken belt wraps me up. I feel bad."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh everyone below. , I was a little stage fright just now, but I am not afraid of you, I am afraid of making a fool of myself on such an important day and embarrassing our village. I care, because this day is really important to our village. Starting from today, 43 farmhouses in our village will officially open. Our village has completely ended the separation of the two places where the young and middle-aged go out to work, and the elderly, wives, and children stay behind. "

"Since more than ten years ago, our village has been a well-known rich village and well-off village in the city, county, and town. However, along with these words, there are also old men who are forced to leave their families to go out to work in order to make a living. Outsiders say that everyone in our village knows how to make crafts, and everyone is a cook, and they earn more and suffer less than those who work as coolies, but who knows that we old men work hard all year round, and we can’t see our wives and children. How does it feel to be a parent without a home? Can you imagine that when the child leaves, the child is still breastfed in the arms of his wife, and when he comes back, he finds that the child can run and dance. Everyone can call him, but he just doesn’t know how to call himself father. in your mood?"

The threshing floor, which was originally full of people, was instantly quiet because of the big cousin's speech. The words of the village chief touched the young and middle-aged men between the ages of 50 and [-] the most.

Needless to say, those who were originally learning cooking skills, the men in charge of planting flower sheds, when the income of fresh-cut menstruation has dropped significantly, in order to maintain the quality of life at home, a large number of them also choose to live with people from the same village. Go out to work together.

The kind of longing for going out for a year, suffering and suffering but still not being able to see the family, is really tormenting.

"In order to provide a better life for the family, everyone has no choice but to do this. My grandfather was the first village head of the village. When he took office, he swore that the villagers would no longer suffer from hunger and that every household in the village would have enough to eat. , have clothes to wear, a house to live in, and savings. He, my uncle, uncle Bao, and other elders in the village have fulfilled this vow for more than 20 years."

"I am the second village head of this village. I am not as capable as my grandfather and the others, but I also have a wish. I hope that the villagers in our village will have a harmonious family, a loving father, kindness and filial piety, and a happy life. .”

"Now that we have this opportunity, our village can earn a living in our own home, and we don't have to suffer the pain of separation. I thank all the young and old who made this opportunity a reality. All the guests present, Our village with two surnames has beautiful scenery, fresh air, rich products and flowers everywhere. The farmhouses in our village have complete procedures and reasonable fees, with distinctive features and affordable prices. The chef in charge of each farmhouse has his own unique specialties. We guarantee that people who come here will never regret it .At this time of festive season, during the trial operation period of the farmhouse in Liangsurname Village, [-]% off all board, lodging and entertainment, as well as free flower picking activities, welcome to patronize if you don’t miss this opportunity, well, that’s all I want to say.”

Crash la la la la, clap la la la la la, Zhou Quan led the applause, followed by the rest of the village.

Everyone has seen the village head's running around all these years. No one is a fool. You can know if the official is really looking after the villagers. Otherwise, why is Uncle Chen's prestige in the village so high just because he is the village head?

The first thing Chen Youde did after stepping down was to tear off his tie and unbutton his neck so that he could feel comfortable and loose.

After he left, Zhou Quan immediately called the 43 store managers who opened the new store in the village to the center of the threshing floor. Long red satin held in the hand.

Pop, pop, pop, the ribbons exploded and fell from the top of everyone's heads. Zhou Quan looked at the shop chefs around him, and suddenly found that they were all brothers from the Bao family.

Looking at their chef uniforms and chef hats, Zhou Quan suddenly had an idea.

A few minutes later, Chef Bao and Uncle Wen who were in charge of cooking at the B&B were all called out by Zhou Quan. They didn't know what happened and ran over in a hurry.

"Ah Quan, why are you calling us in such a hurry and making us have to wear clean chef uniforms and chef hats?"

Although Chef Bao beside Uncle Wen didn't ask any questions, his expression was exactly the same as Uncle Wen's.

"Uncle Wen, brother Baozhen, look at those people in the threshing floor, are all the apprentices of Mr. Bao's school here?"

Uncle Wen, who was the first to follow the old man, got up and looked through the crowd and said, "Oh, it's true, all the people who are qualified and qualified to call the old man a master are here."

"Okay, you go in too, and stand in the front and back rows with everyone."

"What are you doing?"

"Take a family portrait for you."

Chef Bao, who had already entered the threshing ground, turned his head in surprise, but Zhou Quan pushed him to continue walking, and said as he walked, "This is a rare opportunity, everyone, please come to the camera master."

With a click, a precious family portrait was recorded. Inside, the masters in white clothes, white hats, waist aprons and chef hats were of different ages, but they all looked so energetic and energetic.