Things about village flowers

After breakfast the next day, before eight o'clock, Xiao Wang drove over. As soon as we were sent to our hometown yesterday, my father gave special permission for him to drive home (his home is in a village near the commune, only about twenty miles away). He was very happy, mainly because he could drive. The car went home to show off its smell.

The scene was very deserted when I arrived because I entered the village quietly, but when I left, it was completely different. Uncle Zhao actually led a group of people from the party branch of the brigade to see my father off. What's even more exaggerated is that many villagers came. According to incomplete statistics, , Haha, there are more than a hundred people here. I don’t think so. Most of them are young people. This is a bit unusual. In the past, most of them were older people. I think these young people are not here for my sister. My sister is going back to her hometown this time. However, he contributed greatly to the literary and artistic training in the village.

The stuffed three big woven bags were first put into the trunk. They were all agricultural and sideline products, given by my grandfather, brother-in-law, second uncle, uncle Zhao and other villagers. This happens every time I go back to my hometown. Don’t you want it? Well, if you force yourself into the car, you can't stop it at all. Several fellow villagers will get in and block you out. Of course, my father also brought many things with him when he came, mainly high value-added products such as tobacco, alcohol, and seafood. He gave things to the villagers. My father was always very generous.

My father was the last one to get into the back seat of the car. Before driving, he quietly asked Uncle Zhao, who was sitting next to him in the car, if he had brought the dry tobacco leaves with him in the car. This was the only thing his father cared about. As long as he had the dry tobacco leaves, he would be able to return to his hometown. It's a worthwhile trip.

Uncle Zhao raised his hand and patted his thigh and exclaimed,"It's ruined! I forgot to bring it!" But there was a smile on his face.

The father was not moved, because he saw Uncle Zhao’s smiling face, and then asked,"How much did you bring?"

"How much is it? I didn’t even bring a bundle!"Uncle Zhao responded, still with a smile on his face.

"Then why don’t you get out of the car and go home to get it!"My father urged, pretending to be angry, and as he spoke, he opened the car door.

"Hehe," Uncle Zhao quickly grabbed his father's hand that was about to open the door and said with a smile,"Okay, okay, big brother, whoever is following the other, we will know what the shit is when we stick our butts out."I grabbed Uncle Zhao's arm hard because I liked to hear him say bad words, that is, he dared to say bad words to his father.

"drive!"My father immediately retracted his hand from the door handle, sat up straight and waved his hand towards Xiao Wang. My sister and I couldn't hold back our laughter. We just liked seeing them being so funny.

The jeep drove slowly. Leaving the gate of my grandfather’s house, my father stretched out his hand out of the car window and waved goodbye to the villagers who were seeing him off. After leaving the crowd, the car accelerated downhill along the village road to the west.

When the car waded through the small river in the west of the village, , my father pointed to the river water and said to Uncle Zhao,"I hope that next time I come back, the wheels of the cart will not be wetted and there will be a bridge to walk on.""

"OK!"Uncle Zhao clapped his thigh again, this time louder, and said,"No problem, I have already made plans with Hexi (Lingjiahezi Village), and we will start building the bridge as soon as the money is raised!"

"You, you, you didn’t say, I dare say, you won’t be able to raise all the money in three years."My father pointed at Uncle Zhao and said. What my father said is nothing more than motivating Uncle Zhao. He knows him too well. If you want him to do something, you have to use provocation.

"In this way," Uncle Zhao held his father's hand tightly and said,"Brother, I can't guarantee that we will build a stone bridge here within two years or less than three years. The stones will be sourced locally and we will use Dongshan. Yes, you can save a lot of money this way."

"Well," his father said, holding Uncle Zhao's hand tightly,"Then I will come back in two years."

"OK!"Uncle Zhao responded immediately, but then said,"Oh, don't worry, two years is too long. I hope you go home often."

"Haha," my father said with a smile,"two years is just two years. Maybe I will come again within this year. For example, this time, won't I just come if I say I will come?"

"Haha, that's right, I didn't expect you to come either."Uncle Zhao quickly responded with a smile.

"Building a bridge is not an easy task. It is a big project for our village. Don’t be in a hurry, just take your time."My father patted Uncle Zhao's hand and said

"Don't worry, brother, I will build the bridge as soon as possible, even if it's a waste of money."Uncle Zhao held his father's hand with both hands and said. His father looked at his hand and nodded and smiled. He knew the meaning of his action, and the bridge construction was definitely done.

While talking, he arrived at the T-junction of Qingdun Commune Bus Station and walked all the way to It leads to the county seat in the east and Qingdun Town where the commune is located in the west. Uncle Zhao got off the bus here and said goodbye to us. He said he was on his way to the commune party committee. He sent his father here every time. He always goes to the town for business. If he doesn't say so, his father will not let him give it away. In fact, his father understands in his heart. He can do it if he likes. Anyway, the journey is not far, but it is only three miles away, which is not the best in the county. It's from the east to the west of the city, and we haven't left the city yet.

The bus left Qingdun Station within five miles, and my sister started to take a nap. She usually feels very energetic when riding in the car and rarely sleeps. She can't see enough out of the window. I think She was tired because she stayed at the brigade hall with the village's literary and artistic backbone last night until almost eleven o'clock. This time is already quite late in her hometown. Unless it's Chinese New Year, everyone usually goes to bed early at this time.

See my father. Zhuang immediately asked Xiao Wang to park the car, pushed me into the front seat, and asked my sister to lie down and sleep in the back seat. My father let her sleep on his lap all the way. My father was the only one who cared so much about my sister. At this moment, I felt it was so worth it. Because my sister did really well when she returned to her hometown this time. I hope this is a turning point for her, and she can become more sensible and well-behaved in the future, treat me better, and call me brother more often.