The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

The low clouds were gloomy and heavy above the head, and the sharp north wind blew across the front of the house, rolling up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground and hitting the faces of passers-by.

Zhou Quan, who had just locked the door, took a direct look at the oncoming north wind. Even though he was wearing a padded jacket, he still felt a small gust of wind creeping in through the gaps in his clothes, not only taking away his body. The temperature was so high that it was still piercing his skin like ice needles.

Taking a deep breath of the cold wind outside, Zhou Quan's sleepy mind instantly sobered up.

Shrinking his neck, stomping his feet, and moving his body, he walked towards the threshing ground in the village with his hands in his hands.

Along the way, I met a lot of fellow countrymen who traveled with him. Everyone had the same destination, and their attire was similar. They were all wearing thick winter clothes, but they were still shrinking from the cold.

The threshing ground in the village is located in the west of the village. Everyone greeted each other and walked all the way. It was only a few minutes away, but those who did not wear masks or scarves had their noses red from the cold.

When they came to the place, they found that there were already people waiting here. The gentlemen got together to smoke with each other, and warmed their hands with the slight flame when they lit the fire, while the daughter-in-laws got together and chatted aimlessly. With some family chores.

For a while, the empty threshing ground suddenly became more popular, and the originally quiet river became noisy, but none of these could stop the north wind from invading the village.

A gust of wind blew by, and everyone made the same action in unison, that is, turned their backs to the northwest wind, and raised the collar of their coats to block their necks or chins.

Hissing gasps sounded around him from time to time, and Zhou Quan, who was sheltering from the wind, vaguely heard someone beside him say: "This is the damn weather."

It was originally just an unconscious complaint, but it unexpectedly won everyone's support. Soon, some people echoed it in twos and threes.

"That is, if you say the sky will change, it will change, and you will not leave any preparations."

"I read the weather forecast yesterday, and I knew that the temperature would drop today. When I came out, I specially added a cotton vest inside, but it was useless. The wind still blows through."

"I also listened to the weather forecast, but the forecast only said that it was raining and snowing today, and the temperature dropped slightly by 2 to 5 degrees. When I heard that it was a slight drop, I didn't rush to change clothes. I thought I would have to wait a few days to wear a down jacket. But this temperature is not a slight drop, it is far worse than yesterday."

"Third brother, are you stupid? You have said that there will be sleet when the temperature drops. Even if the temperature is the same, can it feel the same when it is snowing and sunny?"

"Is there sleet today? No wonder it's so gloomy. I have to go up the mountain quickly after the meeting to warm up our greenhouse."

People who mainly breed roses nodded upon hearing the news. The roses in the new flower shed at home are about to pick up flower buds. In this case, if the plants get sick due to low temperature and freezing, or the roses grow slowly due to insufficient heating measures , that's a big deal.

Just as everyone was discussing, the village head Chen who called everyone over for a meeting hurried over from the village committee in cotton shoes.

When everyone saw him, they couldn't help complaining: "Village chief, can we go into the house during the meeting? It's too cold outside, and our feet are numb from the cold after standing for a while."

"That's right, the weather is getting colder and colder in the future, so we can't hold meetings in an open space. It's too painful."

Chen Youde, who hurried over, breathed out a few breaths, and replied slowly: "I'm sorry everyone, I didn't think carefully, and we will go to the village committee when we have a meeting in the future. Although the place is small, it is crowded Everyone can hear it more clearly."

Behind Village Chief Chen was Chen Wenxiu. The little girl wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling, with only a pair of eyes exposed from head to toe. If Zhou Quan hadn't watched her grow up, Zhou Quan would hardly have recognized her.

Seeing Zhou Quan, the little girl winked at him mischievously, but her lively temperament did not change because of the cold weather.

Wearing a cotton hat on his head, and putting his hands in front of him as a standard farmer's suit, Village Chief Chen cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, be quiet, the weather is bad today, so I'll make a long story short. The main reason to call you over is There are two reasons. The first reason is that Wenxiu, the insurance agent in our village, will be transferred to the village committee to work from today. The salary is paid by the management fee. The second reason is the sanitation problem in the village. There is also the safety and insurance of tourists.”

"First of all, I will return the security deposit paid by the villagers who run the homestay, and use another method to ensure the safety of tourists."

Those who want to run a homestay must pay a certain deposit to the village committee. One is to deter the owners and let them manage with care and not engage in petty tricks. The other is to ensure that the interests of tourists will not be damaged in case of accidents.

The starting point of this idea was originally very good, but after all, it involved money, and the amount was not small. Chen Youde finally decided to change his way of thinking to deal with this matter after careful consideration.

This incident should be a good thing for the villagers, but the villagers who heard the news looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, someone finally asked, "Village Chief, what does Murakami mean by this? Return the deposit? Is the village going to stop us?"

Over the years, the villagers have become accustomed to looking to the village committee for everything.

Chen Youde, the village head, is very good. He has ideas, dares to take the lead, and dares to take responsibility. Through wind and rain, he has already become the pillar of the village and the backbone of the hearts of the villagers.

Now Murakami suddenly returned their deposit, which made the villagers panic and at a loss.

Chen Youde rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, why does the village ignore you, and throw you guys out for free-range, so it's not a mess? Let you do the passenger registration properly, and I will do it seriously?" Yesterday, the town police station called me over to give me a lecture, because your passenger registration was not done properly."

"Village chief, you don't want us, computers are not easy to learn, and the registration software is not easy to operate..."

"Don't make excuses, I don't know you yet, don't you just find it troublesome? Yes, you don't need to do passenger registration in the future. This is what I think. Before, the guests from our village only asked for it when they participated in mountaineering activities. Buy insurance, but not in the future. In the future, all guests who stay in our village’s homestays and farmhouses must go to the village committee to register as tourists. Regardless of whether the guests who come to live will participate in activities or not, each person will pay one yuan and seventy cents per day The cost of travel insurance must be deducted from their room fees. In addition to this, there is also a 5 cents sanitation fee deducted every day. Once the village forgets to travel, the intensity of sanitation cleaning is too great. This sanitation fee is for The cleaning pays extra bonuses. And although the money is actually deducted from the room rate, you are not allowed to raise the rent privately because of this problem. I’m ugly. If you let me know who ruined everyone’s jobs to enrich their own pockets, Don't blame the village for not thinking of human kindness."

The village head said that when there are too many tourists, the people in the village know about the sanitation problems. When there are more people, there will be more garbage.

During the summer vacation, the cleaning and garbage removal personnel hired by the village have to work more than ten hours a day. The work is really hard, and bonuses should be given.

But in this way, it would be easy to explain why the village head transferred Wenxiu to the village committee to work, because this has already involved some management issues, and it is more appropriate for the village committee to come forward.

This girl had already told him about this matter last night. Even if she is a member of the village committee, her salary will still be the basic salary plus handling fees, but the village committee will be the one who pays her wages.

Because of the weather, the meeting did not last too long.

After explaining clearly in a few sentences and gaining everyone's support and agreement, Village Chief Chen announced the end of the meeting with a wave of his hand.

Against the chilly northwest wind, Zhou Quan and other villagers went up to the west mountain together.

There will be rain and sleet in the forecast today. Depending on the weather, it may be when it will fall, and how low the temperature may be at night. The sooner you prepare, the better.

There are insulation quilts and straw curtains on the side of the flower shed. The brick wall at the back of the flower shed is a hollow warm wall, and the heating principle is the same as that of a kang.

Between the roses in each row, there are daylight lighting equipment, which can be used to supplement the light for the roses in rainy weather, and can also be used as auxiliary heating equipment in cold weather.

These equipment can ensure that the roses in the flower shed can survive the cold and long winter in Liangxing Village, and can still bloom beautiful flowers in the low temperature of minus [-] or [-] degrees.

Zhou Quan had been busy at the flower shed for a whole day, even the lunch and dinner were delivered by Chef Bao carrying a food box.

In this kind of low-temperature weather, the fire cannot be cut off after the warm wall is burned. In order to ensure the temperature, coal or firewood needs to be added once or twice to the flower shed at night. Flower sheds for every household.

For the villagers of the two-surname village, this is commonplace, and the three-person group of the flower shed is basically only once a month.

After remembering his shift time, Zhouquan headed home against the increasingly gloomy clouds.

As soon as we got down from the foot of the mountain, the northwest wind brought snowflakes, and a few minutes later, icicles of ice and rain fell from the sky.

Putting the hat on the padded jacket on top of his head, Zhouquan ran home, pushed the door open and jumped into the house, shouting: "It's so cold, it's so cold, what the hell is this weather?"

He had already finished his work and came back to wait for him. Chef Bao hurried over with a towel and said while wiping the rainwater off his body, "Go into the house and change your clothes. There is still hot beef soup in the pot." , I'll add some pepper for you."

Wearing thick pajamas, Zhou Quan tilted his head up and drank a bowl full of peppery beef soup. The beef soup that warms yang and invigorates Qi, and the pepper powder that warms the inside and dispels the cold makes Zhouquan immediately sweat on his forehead and feel warm all over his body.

Feeling that this was not enough, Zhou Quan took advantage of the time when Chef Bao went to the outhouse to wash his coat, and got into the bed that had been laid long ago without nakedness.

The hot kang is really a miraculous invention. It has saved the people in the cold regions such as the northeast and northwest. There is nothing more comfortable than sleeping on the kang in winter.

When Chef Bao returned to the house after washing his clothes, he saw Zhou Zhou of their family, crawling under the quilt like a caterpillar, with only one head exposed, writhing and writhing in the quilt.

It seemed that he was having a good time, pajamas, socks, and underwear were thrown away.

Seeing this, Chef Bao, dumbfounded, had no choice but to climb onto the kang and continue to clean up for him, but picked up and picked up a pair of pure white boxer underwear.

This is the one that Zhou Zhou just put on this morning, and the one I found for him is absolutely unmistakable. In this way, Zhou Zhou under the quilt now...

Baoyan moistened his dry lips with his tongue, then turned around suddenly and turned off the lights in the room.

"Hey, why did the light suddenly go out? Brother Baoyan, when did you get in? Well, don't lean over here, you're so cold."

"Good Zhou Zhou, come here, my brother will tell you a way to raise the temperature quickly, the heat generated by friction can be very fast."

Zhou Quan: ..., bah.

The author has something to say:

Bao Da Wang: How is it? Does the friction heat up very quickly?

Zhou Xiaojizai: I'll ask you again! ! !