Things about village flowers

The tractor drove directly to my door. When I entered the gate of the county party committee, I was almost stopped by the old man Wang who was guarding the gate. What the hell, the tractor was pulling so many people and forcing its way into the county party committee compound? It was my fault that I was blocked by the villagers and was not discovered by old man Wang for a while. When he saw me, old man Wang immediately smiled, pointed at me, and then waved his hand to let the tractor pass.

The tractor "thump thump thump" stepped on the throttle and drove in. As soon as I entered the gate, it was a long uphill slope, and it was a bit difficult to ride a bike. I got home at more than ten o'clock. The tractor drove on the road for more than two hours, which was not slow. The car would take nearly an hour and a half.

As soon as the tractor stopped, the first one jumped off the car to open the door, and everyone rushed to move down a few woven bags filled with local specialties. There was no one at home, my parents had gone to work. After settling everyone down, I went to the Women's Federation to find my mother. I had to say hello in advance so that I could get off work early at noon and go home to cook. So many people came at once, and they all had big appetites. One person could eat as much as three people. It's no exaggeration to say that it was equivalent to the appetite of my family (usually only my parents and I were at home). It must have been busy for a while. I remember that when the county held a four-level cadre meeting for the whole county two years ago, my family invited more than a dozen cadres from the big and small teams in my hometown. It was simply a big banquet. My father simply invited the chef from the county party committee cafeteria to help in the kitchen. It was still busy for a long time. There were too many people, so they had to divide two tables before they could barely sit down. My father was very happy that day. He didn't mind the trouble at all. He was busy and happy. He liked people from his hometown to come. The more the better.

"Hahaha..." My father laughed before he even entered the door. He saw the tractor at the door. He knew this tractor. It had come to our house several times.

"Brother is back!" Uncle Zhao ran to the yard to greet my father. Everyone followed him out immediately, all smiling.

My father was very surprised to see so many people coming. Everyone immediately surrounded him and went into the house. My mother had already prepared the meal, saying that we would have a simple meal at noon and drink in the evening. She directly asked everyone to stay overnight.

There was only one dish at noon, vermicelli pork and cabbage stewed in a large iron pot. The rice was steamed buns I got from the canteen. I pushed my bicycle to get the rice. It was the first time in history that I got 30 big steamed buns at once. I thought that this might not be enough, and the canteen was almost sold out.

The villagers ate the steamed buns with the cabbage stew, and their mouths were smacking louder and louder. They ate as if they had been hungry for three days and three nights. I almost laughed out loud. They were more greedy than pigs. Finally, there was only one left out of the thirty steamed buns. Each of the six villagers ate four large steamed buns, each weighing two liang. This means that each person had eight liang of food. If we eat two more meals like this, all the food coupons in my family will be used up. We will have nothing to eat next month. My father and I ate two each, and my mother only ate one.

No wonder, unless it is the New Year, the villagers can't eat such big white steamed buns at all. They either eat sweet potato pancakes or corn cakes all day long.

After the meal, my parents sacrificed their lunch break to sit with the villagers for a while. When it was time to go to work, my father asked me to go downstairs.In the afternoon, I took the villagers out for a walk, and bought some cooked food and seafood to bring back for dinner. I especially reminded them not to drive the tractor, as the rumbling noise made the county party committee compound restless, and everyone was working. My mother suggested that I call Ling Liping to have dinner together in the evening, which would make it lively. My father agreed immediately, and the villagers were even more happy.

Everyone wandered around the city and didn't feel tired at all, just like Liu Laolao, who had been here before. They wandered around for several hours without feeling tired at all. They were particularly interested in juggling and storytelling, which was no wonder, as there were no such things in the countryside. They wandered around until after five o'clock.

Afterwards, everyone went to the vegetable market and the store with me to buy a lot of seafood and cooked food. With so many people eating, we must buy a lot of things, and fortunately they helped me carry the things.

After returning home, I immediately rode my bicycle to the art troupe to find Ling Liping. I originally wanted to go to the art troupe with my fellow villagers, but I thought it was not appropriate. I was afraid that they would not be able to see the pretty girls in the art troupe and make a fool of themselves. In addition, if I ran into Yang Qianqian, it would be difficult to deal with her. With her crazy and reckless spirit, I would definitely be embarrassed. The worst thing was that she might come to my house with Ling Liping to join in the fun. She was so shameless that she could do it.

I went directly to Ling Liping's dormitory. She happened to be there. When she heard that someone from her hometown had come, she jumped for joy and asked her to come to her house for dinner. Without saying anything, she left immediately.

I pushed the bicycle and walked a few steps. Ling Liping asked me to take her with me. She was more anxious than me. I thought about pushing the bicycle and walking home with her, so that I could spend more time with her alone and chat.

Unexpectedly, just after riding out of the gate of the art troupe, I heard someone behind me shouting Ling Liping. Ling Liping said it was Yang Qianqian. I looked back and saw that it was indeed her. This was really a sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin, which was killing me! I hadn't seen her for a long time. I saw her and a few colleagues walking towards the gate of the art troupe. I was so scared that I pedaled the bike hard and almost broke the chain. I thought, if it really broke, it would be embarrassing. Ling Liping laughed at me for being so afraid of Yang Qianqian, just like a cat seeing a mouse. I could only be speechless. At this time, Ling Liping shouted to Yang Qianqian, "I'm going out and will be back soon!"

"Isn't that Sifang?!" Yang Qianqian asked loudly after catching up with me for a few steps, and it seemed that she just noticed me.

I was even more flustered after hearing this, but I couldn't pedal fast. At this moment, I was most worried that Yang Qianqian would catch up. She could do it, and she could really catch up.

Ling Liping pounded my back hard to urge me to ride faster, deliberately scaring me that Yang Qianqian was catching up.

I turned around quickly and saw that Yang Qianqian was stopped by those girls, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sifang, hum~~ you wait for me, run away when you see me, I will settle with you later!" Yang Qianqian pinched her waist with both hands, watched me ride away, and was very angry.

Ling Liping asked me, "Did you hear it?" Then she pounded my back more violently and laughed.

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