Wind back to the farm

When the sun rises from the top of Kunlun Mountain again, the northwest corner of Golmud Municipal Square is full of hustle and bustle.

Half a month ago, this place was as gray as other places, but now, hundreds of trees with a diameter of about [-] centimeters and large areas of roses and roses make this place a big garden full of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Four beautiful double-decker carriages were parked in the open space in the center of the garden. More than 100 young people who looked very frail gathered around the carriages, chatting excitedly and slightly uneasy. Hundreds of family members gathered around these young people , exchanging their respective judgments or various gossip.

Yesterday, almost everyone in Golmud was surfing the Internet for information related to Fenghui Farm, not to mention the young people and their family members who have received the trial notice. The experience made them dare not expect too much. Now that they meet each other, everyone hopes to get more news and confidence from others.

There are several times as many people standing outside watching the fun as the probationary employees and their family members. Many people express their envy or jealousy without any scruples, but there are also quite a few people who come to watch the joke. They don’t believe that Fenghui Farm will come to this place. They don’t believe that the farm will recruit people with only a middle school education as employees. The recruitment requirements don’t even include the most basic requirements of “good health and good facial features”. They think it’s a disaster. The scam, the so-called lucky ones at the moment, will soon be the butt of their jokes.

Yu Jiacheng stood beside the first carriage, clutching the sleeve of a young man who was short, thin, and so weak that he couldn't stand up straight, with a worried look on his face: "Umuha, it's eighteen degrees now, and you're still wearing such thick clothes." What if the farm doesn’t want you?”

Wu Muha tightened his clothes: "But I'm really cold."

The young man in the leather jacket next to him looked around anxiously and said, "I wanted to change into thinner clothes to look healthier, but I..."

He is Luo Wen, and also Yu Jiacheng's best friend and neighbor. When he was in Fengyuan High School, the first and second grades were always contracted by two people in turn. People are also him.

Wumu shrank his neck and squeezed in front of Luo Wen, as if he wanted to find a sense of security.

Yu Jiacheng sighed softly: "Fenghui Farm is in the middle of the country, and they don't know us very well. If you ask, you will say that the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large here. You are afraid that the temperature will suddenly drop when you get off work in the afternoon."

Luo Wen and Wu Mu Ha Lian nodded: "Understood."

Yu Jiacheng rubbed his cold hands, and quietly leaned closer to the carriage. He was the most seriously injured in that inexplicable incident. At this moment, he is not only cold, but also weak and short of breath. He especially wanted to find a warm place to lie down, and the outer wall of the wooden carriage seemed to bring a little warmth. He prayed again in his heart: "Master Feng, please bless me, let me persevere today, and let me become a regular employee."

"When, when, when..." The clock on the municipal building rang, and it was nine o'clock.

Two people jumped out of the carriage, Qilang and Wenyan.

Qilang stood on the curb, clapped his hands twice, and said in a loud voice: "Hi everyone, I am Qi Langfeng, the temporary supervisor of the Flower and Tree Cultivation Base. Welcome everyone."

The crowd was silent for a moment, and pairs of eyes full of expectation were fixed on him.

"Hehe." Qilang smiled softly, "I have already posted the matters that should be paid attention to in the WeChat group yesterday, so I won't say much about it today, just click on the name now, and if you hear the name, please answer 'to', the Yu family Proceed."

"Here." Yu Jiacheng raised his chest and raised his head, his voice was as loud as shouting slogans during military training, but it was a little hoarse and trembling, which weakened the momentum that should have been there.

Shichiro nodded to him with a smile, and continued:

"Rowan."

"arrive."

"Nayicuo."

"arrive."

"Sun Zhaokai."

"arrive."

……

As of 24 o'clock in the morning yesterday, a total of 160 seven people were admitted, and none of them was absent.

Qilang put away the roster, and said with a happy face: "Everyone is here, let's get in the car, those who wear thicker clothes, are they not in good health? Then don't sit on the upper floor. If you open the window, the wind will blow you away." big."

Luo Wen and Wu Muha looked at Yu Jiacheng excitedly: They know that we are not in good health, but they don't dislike us, they are different from the previous people.

Yu Jiacheng looked back at his parents, sister and brother-in-law who were staring nervously at him, nodded at them, and helped each other into the first carriage with Luo Wen and Wu Muha.

The four carriages drove to the southwest in the eyes of everyone, followed by a mighty car team. They were the parents of the probationary employees, and the children who were usually too weak to walk a long way suddenly had to go out alone for a whole day. rest assured.

The flower and tree cultivation base is located in the southwest of the city, about 20 kilometers away from the city center. There is a road more than [-] kilometers away from the city, and then there is a gravel road temporarily opened on the Gobi Desert.

Qilang's voice echoed in the air: "Parents, don't worry, our farm has devoted itself to improving the soil conditions inside the cultivation base in the early stage, ignoring the road construction outside. Our manager has contacted the construction unit the day before yesterday. The laying is completed."

Sitting in the soft and comfortable carriage, Yu Jiacheng felt more and more uneasy. The mountains in the south were all bare during this journey. Can flowers, plants and trees grow in such a place?If it can't be planted all the time, will Fenghui Farm give up here?What should they do then?

An hour later, seeing the dots of green on the sunny hillside, Yu Jiacheng felt a little relieved.

Qilang pointed to the scattered small trees and flowers on the hillside and said: "This is our second experimental site. The first one is on a mountain peak in the west. The road there is too difficult to walk, so we won't go there for the time being.

The plant cultivation team of our farm has been here a few months ago. They transplanted the trees and grass from the nearby mountains. Our boss basically confirmed that the cultivation plan has a great hope of success before sending out the recruitment notice. "

Wu Muha hugged Yu Jiacheng's arm, gasped and said, "Ah, I was scared to death, I was really afraid that if I couldn't plant trees and flowers, he would leave."

Yu Jiacheng finally showed a relaxed smile on his face.

In the relatively flat place between the two peaks, there are two rows of red tile houses, and in front of the tile houses are several round piles covered with felt cloth.

Wen Yan went over and pulled the felt away, revealing the white haystack underneath.

Several young people and two old ladies with white hair but ruddy complexion and vigorous demeanor came out of the red tile house.

Qilang smiled and asked: "Grandma, fourth grandma, can we start?"

Grandma said: "Let's start, the farm is waiting to use it urgently, let these children learn it early, and we won't have to work so hard every day in the future."

Qilang faced the trial workers: "Have you seen it? Those grasses are the raw materials for the packaging bags of the products sold online in our farm. The mother plants and seeds of flowers and trees purchased by us and the Agricultural College have not returned yet. Everyone's work in the past few days is to follow Grandma Li and Fourth Grandma are learning how to weave straw bags and baskets, isn’t it a problem?”

Yu Jiacheng took a deep breath and raised his hand: "A few of my friends and I have never done similar work, so we may learn more slowly. If there are other jobs, such as digging tree pits, we may do it." better."

In fact, after that night, they all suffered from frequent nervous spasms, weak muscles, and couldn't do too detailed manual work.

"It's okay, learn slowly." Qilang smiled and patted Wen Yan's shoulder, "His hands are also very clumsy. It took half a month of learning to weave a straw bag, which is ugly, but now he is our farm. One of the top ten best straw weavers."

Wen Yan tacitly ran to the haystack, grabbed a handful of grass, quickly divided it into two parts, tidied it up a bit, and followed a burst of dazzling operations. In less than 5 minutes, a delicate straw bag the size of a grown man's fist was completed.

Wen Yan proudly held it up to the new employees: "As long as you put in the effort, there is no skill you can't learn. I can weave better than him now."

Many people in the group of family members who were silently watching from afar after being allowed to follow up with the base breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother Yu whispered to the middle-aged woman next to her, "I feel that the people in Fenghui Farm are very kind-hearted. Director Qi obviously doesn't want to embarrass our children."

Mother Luo nodded: "We have met a good person. If Wenwen learns to weave, he can have a craft to support himself in the future, and his father and I can close our eyes even if we die."

Beside the haystack, grandma grabbed a handful of grass: "Today I will teach you how to weave baskets. If you like it, come and form a circle. Let's start learning."

The fourth grandma went to another haystack: "Today I will teach you how to weave the smallest straw bag, come here if you like."

As a result, more than 100 young people were automatically divided into two groups, one group learned from grandma, and the other group learned from fourth grandma.

None of the parents left. They sat on the opposite hillside and watched their children quietly.

Yu Jiacheng chose the position next to his grandmother and tried his best to concentrate, but within 10 minutes of starting to work, the back of his sweater was wet.

After that nightmarish night, not only was it difficult for him to concentrate, but his memory also declined sharply. In the past five years, his mind was like that of an old man in his twilight. He could not remember the plot of the TV series he watched here after eating a meal. It is more obvious in life matters, so parents and sisters dare not leave him alone at home for a long time. He pours himself a glass of water, turns his head and forgets why he is standing there.

Since this spring, his condition has improved a little, but only a little bit. He can speak more fluently, understand what other people say and remember it for a long time.

But at this moment, even though grandma was very patient and taught very slowly, he was still learning very hard. He followed the two simple steps of stacking two strands of grass crosswise and twisting the lower strand clockwise. Once it's done, it won't happen the second time.

Grandma took apart the two strands of grass for the tenth time and explained it again. Yu Jiacheng was so nervous that his hands trembled violently, and when he could hardly hold the grass, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, drink some water first." Qilang stuffed a bottle of water into his trembling right hand, "Don't worry, let's learn the first weave today, do it a hundred times in a row, and you won't be able to use your brain or your hands."

Yu Jiacheng closed his eyes, let the sweat on his forehead flow down his eyelids, and asked desperately: "What if I haven't learned it a hundred times?"

Qilang took a sip of water himself and said, "Then learn it a hundred times."

Yu Jiacheng stared at Qilang for a while, drank a bottle of water in one go, nodded, and glanced at Wen Yan: "I can make up as well as that senior."

Qilang picked a thumb: "As expected of a former school master, I believe in you."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the learning activities were temporarily over. The students followed Wen Yan to line up behind the red-tiled house to wash their hands. When they came back, they saw two rows of simple dining tables and seven or eight steaming cauldrons.

The young men standing behind the cauldron were younger and more handsome than the other, and they greeted each other with their spoons in their hands, "Dinner is ready, bring the tableware and line up to eat, noodles with mushrooms and bamboo shoots, rice with tomato and potatoes, eat whichever you like, Some are allergic to mushrooms, tomatoes, and potatoes, and there are steamed buns and steamed buns.”

"The two big pots on the west side are soup, and you can serve the soup by yourself. Please be careful, please don't talk when you are facing the soup pot."

Yu Jiacheng, Luo Wen and Wu Muha went to line up at the Xunzi Noodles together.

Wan Yi scooped up the noodles skillfully and said, "No limit, eat until you're full."

Wan He is in charge of beating the rice: "If you don't have enough tableware, you can eat a bowl of rice first and then drink the soup. If you are not full after the soup, continue to make rice."

Yu Jiacheng was the first to complete the fight, and then waited for Luo Wen and Wu Muha to complete the fight. The three good friends sat together at the west end of the row of dining tables in the north, and the parents and family members of the three families were waiting there.

Yu Jiacheng took a mouthful of noodles and paused for a while, then slowly turned his head and watched his parents, sister and brother-in-law nodding slightly, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were red.

Yu Xiucheng sniffed and asked his younger brother with his mouth: "Is it the ingredients of Fenghui Farm?"

Yu Jiacheng nodded: I think so, it is very, very delicious.

Yu Xiucheng covered her mouth and jumped up, then hugged Qiangba and screamed: Fenghui Farm's ingredients, Xiaocheng's will definitely be good, sure.

Yu's mother wiped her tears and waved at Yu Jiacheng: eat quickly, eat quickly, don't look at us.

Almost all young people have similar behaviors to Yu Jiacheng, and almost all parents are crying because of happiness.

The originally bright and bright children became "idiots" overnight when they were about to graduate from high school and entered the university campus. Without personal experience, no one can understand the heartache and despair of these parents.

Qilang made a sound, reminding the students to concentrate on eating, and they will start the second half of the day's study at two o'clock.

Yu Jiacheng took a big bite of the noodles, he wanted to finish eating quickly, so he went to practice for a while.

The parents planned to accompany their children for a day, so they all prepared dry food. The students ate steaming noodles and rice, and the parents brought out various snacks and cakes.

Qilang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the parents holding biscuits and flatbread and eating bottled water in the wind.

Grandma waved to him: "Come here."

Qilang ran over: "What's the matter, grandma?"

Grandma said: "Tell Huaijiang or Hua fans to find a way to send two baskets of steamed buns, steamed buns and two pots of soup, together with some disposable water glasses, enough for each of those parents."

Qilang smiled openly: "Okay."

He scratched his forehead, called Huaijiang in his heart, and told his grandma what he meant.

Five minutes later, a blue bird the size of a sparrow landed on Qilang's shoulder and said angrily, "I'm having dinner with my parents, my brother."

Qilang turned around and walked to the kitchen at the back: "God Blue Bird, don't you go back and forth for half a minute, okay?"

Yi Mian was not happy: "Then you are also interrupting our family dinner."

Qilang said: "Now you eat eight meals a day with your family, it doesn't matter if you interrupt a meal once in a while."

Turning around the red-tiled house, the students and their parents were blocked from sight. The little bird turned into a beautiful woman with an afro head. The beautiful woman shook her hand, and two oversized grass baskets and two oversized wooden basins appeared on the big rock beside her.

Shen Houren and Gong Bao ran over: "Isn't there enough to eat after preparing so much?"

Qilang said: "Grandma prepared it for the parents of those children."

Gong Bao looked at Shen Houren: "I said that we should prepare a little more on the first day, and let those parents have a taste, otherwise they won't worry, the human race dotes on the cubs."

Yi Mian flicked her explosive head: "I'm leaving, you two talk."

When the words fell, the little bird had disappeared.

Shen Houren called Jie, Lulu and Duoqing over to help carry things.

When the parents heard Qilang's greeting, they were a little confused: Fenghui Farm's food, any bowl of food is two months' salary of a local civil servant.

Qilang seemed to understand their hearts, and explained: "All the food we provide today cannot be regarded as real Fenghui Farm products, because they are not our full-time employees and cannot enjoy that kind of treatment for the time being.

If you have paid attention to our farm’s official website and forums, you will know that our food is divided into three types. Today, these are the second type, that is, raw materials produced in two villages on the edge of the farm. The current price of our farm is [-]% of the market’s raw materials. Parents don't have to have too much psychological burden. Even if you are full today, if you don't want your children to come back tomorrow, we will not ask you to return today's food. "

The parents were amused by his words, and happily lined up to get a steamed bun or steamed bun, and a teacup of wild vegetable and fungus soup.

Back on the hillside, after eating a few mouthfuls of steamed buns and soup, almost everyone was thinking: Why don't you just resign and apply for the employees of the training base.

Before leaving get off work at [-] pm, several parents mustered up the courage to find Qilang: "Can the children live in the base at night? We will buy tents for them and pay the base rent."

The parents looked at Qilang imploringly, they wanted their children to get well too much, and the best and most valuable thing in Fenghui Farm was not their food, but the air.

Shichiro said patiently: "If they become regulars, they will work here for many years in the future. They have enough time to take care of their bodies slowly, and there is no need to rush at this moment."

The reason why Li Xia does not cover these employees is actually to hope that they can spend more time with their families.

The lifespan of the human race is only a hundred years, and the time spent with their parents is at most 70 to [-] years. It is obvious that objective conditions allow them to live together, but they are separated from their loving family members for the so-called better future. Li Xia thinks it is ridiculous and puts the cart before the horse.

Li Xia himself cherishes his family very much, as long as he doesn't sink into the Shenyi Tomb to consolidate the soul of Ya Yang and Qi Xiuxian, no matter how busy he is all day, he will have at least one meal with the whole family.

A parent put his hands together and said reverently: "Your master Fengzhuang is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and he will surely live a long life."

Qilang laughed heartily, but his face was normal: "Thank you!"

At 06:30, the four large carriages returned to the commuting point of the Municipal Square, and there were more people waiting here to watch the excitement than in the morning.

During the probationary period, the employees did not feel uneasy in the morning, and helped each other get off the carriage. They talked and laughed much more lively than in the morning; the parents warmly greeted the people they knew in the crowd, and their pride was evident.

Many people in the crowd took out their mobile phones to make calls, and most of them said the same thing: "Those kids seem to be in good spirits, none of them are unhappy, and none of them should be dismissed, hurry up and sign up for us ** .”

Yu Jiacheng also saw his former classmates in the crowd, seeing them leaning weakly against their family members, Yu Jiacheng patted his chest at them from a distance, then spread his hands, with a happy and confident smile on his face: He stood up, and he will be a top student again.

The young people who are about to become employees of Fenghui Farm and their families are radiating joy wantonly, while Qilang and Wenyan, who turned into birds to observe the situation in the air, have subtle expressions.

The two exchanged glances, and Wen Yan asked Qilang to speak.

Qilang landed on the branch and blew a few times in the southwest direction.

Huai Jiang, who was confronting the computer and the netizens, was taken aback for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "Say it again, who is it?"

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