hunter's daughter-in-law

"Everyone, folks, good evening! Today is our annual 'Poetry Contest'. There is only a quarter of an hour left for registration. Please don't be stingy with your literary talent, and hurry up to register. It will officially begin in a few minutes, and the title of this time will be announced at that time!"

A stage was set up at the venue where the poetry competition was held, and a well-dressed man in his 50s was preaching on it.

Before entering the stage, someone stopped Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong.I saw three people set up three tables here, and the one who stopped them was the shorter one.

"Excuse me, are you literate?"

"Hmm." Zhang Jin returned.

"May I ask you both to read this poem?" The man handed a piece of paper in front of them.

Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong looked at him in confusion.

"You are not from Lingang County, don't get me wrong, everyone who comes to the 'Poetry Contest', as long as he can read and appreciate poems, we will give him a ticket. Vote for the one you like the most. However, in order to prevent cheating, everyone who has voting rights must pass the test, which is why I want you to read poems."

After understanding, Zhang Jin read the poem that the man handed over, and the latter asked several questions about how to understand the poem, and Zhang Jin answered them one by one.

"Thank you very much, here is your ticket. Please keep it!"

After Zhang Jin took the ticket, the man gave Yuan Hong another poem. After Yuan Hong barely answered, he also got a ticket.

"Those who have the right to vote are not allowed to leave here until the end of the 'Poetry Contest'."

The short man led them to the area on the left. This area was very large, with many tables and chairs. There were several plates of melon seed snacks and a pot of tea on the table.

Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong found a table and sat down. The people here are basically full.

The area on the right is where people without tickets are located. Because there are too many people, there is no place to sit, so they can only stand.

The short man led the two in and left.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhang Jin sighed, "This 'Poetry Contest' seems really grand."

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"Fathers and folks! It's been a long time! I hereby announce the official start of the 'Poetry Contest'!"

A gong knocked loudly, and the people in the audience cheered.

"A total of 688 talents signed up this year. Last year's leader Yang Xinyuan, Mr. Yang, is also here this year. There are also Mr. Ximen, who is known as a genius in Lingang County, Mr. Li from the Li family who is very knowledgeable, and Mr. Cheng, a young talent from the Eastern District. My son, and students from all over the world have signed up. This year's 'Poetry Contest' will be full of exciting competitions. Let us wait and see who will win!"

"This year's title is 'Untitled'."

"Untitled?!" After listening to it, many people talked about it, obviously they didn't expect this kind of situation.

"There is no limit to the topic this year. Students can write what they are good at and what they like."

In order to prevent the crowd from affecting the performance of the students, the organizer specially opened up a special area for them to think and write poems.In order to prevent bad phenomena such as cheating, students are also separated from each other and cannot talk to each other.

And there is also a time limit, they must complete a poem within the time of two incense sticks.

In order to prevent everyone from being bored waiting, during the two incense sticks, the organizer has carefully arranged programs for everyone to enjoy.There are juggling, ditties, and even exotic dances.

Zhang Jin watched with relish.It felt like the two sticks of incense passed away at once.

"Thank you for waiting! At present, the students have completed their poems. Now, all friends who have the right to vote, please get ready and choose the one you think is the best according to the regulations. The one with the most votes will be tonight winner!"

Next, the man on the stage opened the curtain behind him, and a row of nearly 2-meter-high and 6-meter-long barriers were covered with white paper, which was the poems completed by the students just now.The name above is covered up, no one can see whose work it is, and they can only vote for the one they like the most or think the best according to the label above.

Zhang Jin Yuanhong and the others stepped onto the stage and began to read the poems above.

There are 688 people, and there must be high and low talents. Zhang Jin scanned the screen wall that was closer, but found no one he liked.

"Come over and watch this song." Yuan Hong pulled Zhang Jin to his side.

Competing with martial arts, discussing Xunyong, once sent a general's arrow to fall.The inside of the hand is boasting and bending like a moon, and I am afraid of the wind blowing in front of me.He only knows how to hit the piercing arrowhead, but he doesn't understand the capacity and shooting the swan.Since I got sick in the cup, I am afraid of seeing each other.

This is a poem chanting the bow. Yuan Hong has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is also very fond of bows and arrows. It can be seen from the fact that he often imitates the bow at home.

"Write down its number first, if there are no good poems later, vote for it." Zhang Jin said to Yuan Hong.

Then they continued to look back and scanned it roughly. One of Zhang Jin's favorite poems was the one labeled [-].

Back to the pond, the rain feet are like reeling silk, and the wild birds can't afford to sink the fish to fly.Plowing coir raindrops and fishing hats are not yet available, and Akita is expected to drip from it.Sit and watch the black clouds hold the torrential rain, and the front mountain is sprayed with sunshine.Sudden shock hit the head, but it was the night lighting in front of the mountain.

In the end Zhang Jin voted for this poem, and Yuan Hong still liked the song Yong Gong, so he voted for it.

After everyone voted, the organizer immediately sorted out the votes. At this time, the leader had already been created.

"The winner of this 'Poetry Contest' is No. 209!" The man before came to the stage to announce the result, "Then who is No. 209?"

He slowly opened the seal on No. 209, "Congratulations, Mr. Dongfangji!!"

"Dongfangji? Who is Dongfangji? I've never heard of it."

"Yeah, I thought it was Yang Xinyuan."

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After the results came out, many people were very surprised.Everyone has never heard of this name before, and they really did not expect such a dark horse to emerge.This year, there are many famous talented people participating, like Mr. Ximen and Mr. Li, they are the popular candidates for the election.

Dongfang Ji received the 50 taels of silver as a bonus. Although no one recognized him before, from today onwards, basically everyone in Lingang County will know his name.

However, this has nothing to do with Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong.After having some fun, the two went back to the inn to rest.

On the day agreed with Old Man Wang, Yuan Hong drove the carriage to the outside of his Zhuangzi.

"You guys are here. Just in time, I have already prepared the grape seedlings." Old Man Wang said to them.

"This is the person I recommended to you. His name is Sun Datie. He is very good at growing grapes. You can leave the grape seedlings to him. Don't worry, he will help you get it right."

Sun Datie stood in front of Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong, and they sized him up. He was a farmer around 40 years old.He has dark skin, is not big, and has a strong body. He looks like a person who is used to doing farm work.

"We are very relieved of the person you recommended." Zhang Jin said to Old Man Wang.

"Then let's go now," Yuan Hong said. Old man Wang had already ordered a car for them, and Sun Datie had already put Miao on it.

Because there were a lot of seedlings, they hired two carriages.

The return journey was not as slow as when they came here. For the sake of Miao, they spent a day returning to Chang'an Town.

"Master and Madam, you are back!" Yuan Bo was helping Master Wang and the others, when he heard the sound of the carriage, he subconsciously looked over, and suddenly saw Yuan Hong sitting in front and driving.So he immediately jumped up happily to meet them.

"Everything is fine at home." After getting off the carriage, Zhang Jin said to Yuan Bo with a smile.

"Don't worry ma'am, everything is fine."

Yuan Hong came over, looked at Yuan Bo and said, "Go and help unload the grape seedlings."

"Yes, sir."

"I haven't seen you in a few days. The house has been built so much. Thank you for your hard work, Master Wang!" Zhang Jin took a bag of things from the carriage, "You guys take a rest, this is what Yuan Hong and I brought back from Lingang County Special product, you have a try."

"No, Yuan Zhe sent us snacks every day, and it has just been used up. Thank you for your kindness!" Master Wang said.

"It's okay, I'll ask Yuan Zhe to pretend to come over later, you're welcome."

Zhang Jin and Yuan Hong then entered the house, and Yuan Zhe was looking after Ozawa. Seeing them, his eyes were full of joy.

"Master and Madam, you are back!"

"Well, did Ozawa bother you?"

"No, the young master is very good."

Zhang Jin walked to the cradle and saw the child whom he had not seen for many days, smiling all over his face.

"Ozawa, mother and father are back." Zhang Jin gently kissed his soft cheek.

The child thought that Zhang Jin was playing with him, so he gave him a big smile, revealing his pink and tender gums without teeth.

This smile melted Zhang Jin's heart, and he couldn't help but kiss him again.

"Baby, this is your father. Smile with your father." Zhang Jin put Ozawa into Yuan Hong's arms, and Yuan Hong slightly took the child stiffly. He wanted to laugh but laughed unnaturally.

"Why is there a foul smell?" Zhang Jin suddenly smelled a strange smell, opened Ozawa's diaper and saw that he had peed.

"Hehe, leave it to me." Feeling that Yuan Hong's face became more stiff, Zhang Jin took the child back from his hands in a funny way, and tapped the tip of his nose, "Little rascal."

The little guy smiled even more happily.

"By the way, Yuan Zhe, go and pack some of the special products I brought back to Master Wang and the others. Save some for Lou Xiao and the others tomorrow, and share the rest with Yuan Bo."

After explaining, Zhang Jin was busy changing Ozawa's diaper.

Under Sun Datie's guidance, the grape seedlings were finally planted according to the predetermined location. As expected of old man Wang's experience, the number of grape seedlings was only a few more.

The grape trellis was also set up, and Sun Datie told them that as long as they take good care of it, it will bear fruit next year.

Because no one in the family knew anything about growing grapes, Yuan Hong could only discuss with Sun Datie and ask him to help take care of them here for a while. Money is not a problem, and they will find someone who can take over as soon as possible.

Sun Datie agreed, and the grape seedlings would grow better under his care.