Chapter 1711

The rural roads in July were also overflowing with mountain flowers.

The temperature was high, but the air conditioning in the car was strong, so as they traveled along the newly paved asphalt road, the people in the car still had leisure time to admire the scenery on both sides.

As the sun set, the roads on both sides were left with only a thick orange glow; compared to the simple, just-completed appearance when they rushed over last year, the roadsides were exceptionally beautiful under the municipal planning.

Many flower seeds had been sown early in the spring; pink evening primrose, red, yellow, and purple cosmos, and zinnias stretched out in large patches along the sides of the road.

Although they were just some very ordinary flowers, after stretching into such a pattern, they were still quite stunning.

"Quite good." The leader nodded faintly from the back row.

Nowadays, villages everywhere were developing toward beautiful scenery; Qingxi Town just hadn't built up its tea reputation, otherwise, the municipal government here should have planned to plant various flower-viewing trees in the tea fields.

But as for now, it wasn't that the government didn't plan it, but that there were too few people left in the countryside; even if there were subsidies for planting various ornamental trees, it was hard to achieve scale.

The car continued to drive, and everyone was a bit tired.

Fortunately, it got dark late in the summer; now that the glow had faded, although a faint twilight emerged, it didn't seem very dark.

Instead, one could still see a dark, thin man wearing a simple, old vest by the side of the road, carrying a shoulder pole.

At both ends of the shoulder pole were an exaggeratedly large pile of baskets, large and small, square and round, strung together.

The other party was walking quickly; even though he knew the weight of the things on his shoulders wasn't too heavy, the sheer volume still made people feel heart-trembling.

The leader immediately called for the car to stop and then rolled down the window:

"Old fellow, where are you taking these things? Why don't we give you a lift for a stretch?"

Huh?

As soon as the words fell, he was a bit surprised.

Just because the person looking over while carrying the load wasn't the elderly person he had imagined, but a dark, thin young man.

Because he was dressed too simply, it had caused him to misunderstand.

There weren't many young people nowadays willing to endure hardship in the countryside.

The leader didn't take back his words, just continued to look at the other party enthusiastically.

But the other party looked him over curiously and said straightforwardly:

"Why do I feel like you guys look a bit familiar?"

But he couldn't remember exactly who they were...

The young man pondered for a while, then suddenly realized:

"Oh, did you guys buy baskets from me before?"

He also enthusiastically leaned his head into the car to look; Secretary Wang felt a burst of nervousness, only to hear the young man ask again:

"Are you going to Yunqiao Village this time too? Did you bring the baskets? If not, are you still buying?"

Everyone:...

Talking about looking familiar, this was all just a simple country person pretending to be honest to sell baskets, right?

In short, the young man enthusiastically declined their offer, saying his home was just ahead at the uphill fork, and these were baskets he was carrying for his grandfather.

As for his grandfather?

The old man had just changed to a new electric wheelchair and had already arrived home one step ahead of him.

And the car continued to start; in the trunk, two large baskets that still carried the slightly yellow-green color of freshly made bamboo were sitting quietly there.

The baskets were empty, as if they weren't holding air, but the embarrassment and bewilderment of the people in the car.

And over here, Brother Wu Lei Lei finally returned home, huffing and puffing while carrying the baskets.

Putting down the baskets, he said depressedly: "Grandpa, next time you ask me to carry baskets, tell me in advance; I'll ride the tricycle when I come back."

These baskets weren't heavy, but he hadn't grown up carrying a shoulder pole to work; that hard shoulder pole pressed against his shoulder bones, it hurt to death.

The old man on the brand-new electric wheelchair was in high spirits, looking down on his useless eldest grandson:

"Do you need a tricycle for just these few baskets? Isn't it on your way? I'll tell you next time."

This was Song Tan's maternal grandfather.

He now relied on weaving baskets, having a stable income every month; the little old man's life was exceptionally comfortable.

Large ones, small ones, patterned ones, square ones, round ones, deep ones, shallow ones; he even wove fruit plates and cat beds.

Now he no longer envied Song Youde's straw mat business, but instead was single-mindedly determined to make his own craft bigger and stronger, and the baskets were being woven more and more steadily.

And look, the electric wheelchair was money he had saved during this period.

Before, when the children said they wanted to buy it for him, he absolutely refused; now that he had earned it with his own hands, he could show it off too much!

It was just that counting his baskets at this moment:

"Why are there two missing? Did you lose them?"

Brother Wu Lei Lei hurriedly took out his phone: "I ran into someone on the road late at night who was going to Yunqiao Village, so I sold two more; the money is transferred to you."

What's so strange about this?

The eldest aunt didn't care: "Many people like to come over at night now, spend a hundred or so yuan to sleep for a night, and tomorrow morning they can go queue at the clinic, and can also go wander on the mountain."

Otherwise, the weather is so hot, if they come during the day they can't even leave the house; wouldn't that delay things?

Instead, spending a little money to sleep for a night, they can pick the freshest vegetables early in the morning and buy freshly ground tofu.

While talking, night had completely shrouded them; the family muttered and gossiped, planning what time to get up tomorrow to set up the stall—

It's hot, after all, and the people who come also rush early, so they have to guard the roadside from the middle of the night.

And Brother Wu Lei Lei had new troubles.

That was, under the enthusiastic invitation of his good friend, beef had to be sent to the supermarket every so often.

But the problem was, in the first year of farming, no one in the family dared to take too big a step, and now the meat supply couldn't keep up.

Sigh!

Watching the silver money that couldn't be earned, he felt increasingly depressed.

"Mom, you say if I also get one of those fertilizer-making machines, and then ferment and clean up the dry cow dung to sell, will it work?"

He had already thought of the customers; when selling baskets, he would let his grandfather help promote it on the roadside.

Those willing to drive to the countryside might just be people who love planting? Whether the fertilizer is good or not, won't they know after using it?

The eldest aunt couldn't figure out why anyone would spend money to buy these things; you could shovel two iron shovels full just by asking anywhere in the countryside.

But thinking that Song Tan's family still had to spend great effort to make fertilizer, and hearing that there were people in Yunqiao Village raising earthworms to sell manure, they could earn quite a lot in a quarter!

"Then you go ask around first," she gave her answer:

"If the machine isn't expensive and the technology is easy to learn, then go for it."

Sigh.

Raising a child to a hundred years old, the worry lasts ninety-nine.

Originally, when the child was working in the city and dating, she felt the person was silly and slow, and didn't know how they would live their lives in the future.

Now that the child was raising cattle at home, it was steady, but such a fine young man, how should this major life event be solved?

Wu Lan also said that Zhang Hong in their village was organizing some kind of matchmaking event—

Oh my, I have to find time to go there and sign the child up!

Thinking again: No, this kind of thing can't always rely on parents!

"Leilei," the eldest aunt was kind-hearted and gentle: "Find time to go to Tantan's place and find Aunt Zhang Hong in their village to sign up. Always staying at home, you have no channels to meet other girls."

When the time comes for the matchmaking event, we'll also put our hearts into it and think about it carefully.

At least those who can enter the matchmaking event should all be people whose roots are known, right? After preliminary screening, it shouldn't end up with another unsuitable Lili, right?

Brother Wu Lei Lei blinked blankly, not knowing how the topic turned from cow dung to major life events.

But he hesitated for a while and asked: "Then should I sign up for Sister Lingling? I see her taste isn't very good either."

If these siblings weren't blood-related!

Their levels were both like that.

The eldest aunt originally wanted to say that Sister Lingling would work in the city in the future, finding a city person wouldn't be better than working in the village!

But thinking of the boyfriend she brought last time—

Forget it, forget it.

She had a headache: "I'll call her later; if she agrees, we'll sign her up too."

I heard that college students are hard to employ now; if she can't find any decent work, just ask Tantan to arrange a job for her.

We won't be picky; if she's told to shovel manure, she shovels manure; if she's told to weed, she weeds.

Having a fixed salary, having food and drink, as long as she can save money.

If we really talk about ability, wasn't Tantan's ability better than hers before? I heard the company valued her very much.

But after working for only two years, not only did she come back thin, but she also suffered such a serious injury, without even a hint of blood color.

Her daughter was just a bit stubborn; if she really worked, who knows how much money she could save each month?

Don't let her end up malnourished too...

The family had their own calculations; it was Aunt Zhang Hong, who was busy picking beans, who shivered all over, always feeling like she was being talked about.

But she didn't care; now that business was booming, there were many people talking about her, so she shouted toward the room instead:

"Are the beans all soaked? It's hot now, there will definitely be many people drinking iced bean curd tomorrow morning—prepare more!"

"Got it!" The husband responded in the main room.

"The fermented bean curd is also done; this can't be left, hurry up and sell it! Tell them to hurry up and eat it too! It can't be mailed, you stop all those online orders..."

The couple was busy, calling the children over to give instructions; now money was being earned in a rush, people were busy without stopping, but their mood was becoming more and more soaring.

Especially every time she saw Zhou Maozhu's family come to buy tofu from her, with that look of wanting to speak but stopping, she felt more and more cheerful in her heart.

Neighbors, after all, naturally there were no major conflicts.

But the business people wanted to do, because of hesitation, was snatched by their own family; now that they were earning money, they could only feel regret in their hearts—

This kind of feeling, it's human nature to be secretly happy for a while, right?

Oh my!

Aunt Zhang Hong sighed in her heart:

Always worrying about this isn't good either; Zhou Maozhu's family is also good at growing vegetables, and they actually didn't earn less money.

I wonder if their family's Zhou Tianyu has found a partner? What are his plans for the future?

If he plans to stay in Yuncheng, then the matchmaking event can also be arranged for him!

Although this young man is a bit oily and a bit floaty, his nature isn't bad.

If such a boy finds a stronger girl to handle him, if both sides have an emotional foundation, life can still be lived with flavor.

In this world, every pot must have a lid to match it; where is there anything perfect?

Not long after the baskets were bought, the sky went completely dark.

The driver drove the car following the navigation on the smooth asphalt road, uphill, downhill, turning, also exerting his full spirit.

Secretary Wang couldn't look at the documents in his hand at this moment, so he had to look at the scenery on both sides—

It was pitch black, fortunately, although the solar street lights weren't bright enough, they could still illuminate.

Don't say, although it's a mountain village, and you can't see a household for a long time, this black-looking green is really quite peaceful.

He remembered today's arrangements and explained in detail:

"Leader, we were a bit late when we went, but I have already agreed with the homestay, paying extra to include the canteen meals."

"After arriving and putting down the luggage, we can go to the mountain canteen to eat, or I can bring the food back to eat in the homestay."

"Then rest early, tomorrow morning at five or six o'clock we can wander around, and at seven o'clock we can just go to the clinic to queue—Guo Yi said he will open the door an hour early tomorrow morning, asking us to go over first."

Of course, the leader's physical condition shouldn't be known to everyone, and an hour early was no difficulty at all for Guo Dong.

In the village, who doesn't wake up at five or six o'clock?

After the examination, it will be about eight or nine o'clock, and then go to Song Tan's house to eat.

—That's right, this is the most important thing! It was all agreed upon in advance.

After eating, the sun rises, and the temperature becomes completely hot; this time is no longer suitable for going out, and it just happens to be suitable for them to return to the hotel to handle some affairs.

In short, the time for this day is arranged fully.

"There is just one point, if you want acupuncture or moxibustion, we have to pad our stomachs a bit in the morning."

The driver listened silently to the tight schedule and finally couldn't help but speak: "This doctor seems to have really good medical skills!"

Speaking of this, the leader also laughed:

"Little Niu, you asked for leave and didn't follow last time, so you don't know her reputation. Now that you're here—Wang Qing, help Little Niu make an appointment too, and let her adjust him when the time comes. You drive every day and sit here all the time; I guess your lumbar spine isn't very good either."

Driver Niu still intended to refuse, but when the other party mentioned the lumbar spine, he could only accept this kindness.

"It's an old problem, but now every industry has its own occupational diseases; my little bit doesn't count for anything..."

His waist isn't good, and the leader's legs aren't necessarily any better. People pay for the public, and he does too.

Being a driver for the leader, one must understand the color and know the measure.

Those in their line of work not only have problems with the lumbar spine, but most also have problems with the kidneys.

This isn't all a problem of lifestyle, but the leader has requirements, and there must be preparations here at any time.

They can be confidants because they are exceptionally thorough in this regard.

For example, Driver Niu, he has always been cautious.

Except for refreshing, he rarely drinks water during other working hours, just to avoid trouble.

You can't have the leader in a hurry to go somewhere, and you say you want to go to the bathroom first, right?

This isn't impossible, but people, if you want to get something, you have to pay for it.

In short, he thanked this kindness solemnly first, and then began to look forward to it.

Secretary Wang thought for a while:

"It was originally the weekend, we don't have to rush back in a hurry. Let's see Guo Yi's arrangements tomorrow; if continuous acupuncture and moxibustion are needed, can we return on Sunday night?"

If it doesn't work, then we can only be thick-skinned and purchase some pills and moxa sticks, and hand them over to the doctor by our side when we go back.

But as a leader, no one can guarantee sudden situations, so the person in the back seat just pondered for a moment, watching the car approaching the village entrance, and then said slowly:

"Let's go to the mountain to see the situation tomorrow."

Isn't it Saturday, just happen to see the tourists.

The car drove smoothly toward the front, and when passing through an open area at the fork, they saw that there was a large, clean, and tidy cement open space ahead.

Around it were neat, square, two-story buildings.

Huh?

The leader sat up straight slightly.

The car window was pressed down, and the noisy heat waves and loud shouts in the air poured in together.

Looking at the simple basketball court ahead, a group of young people running, chasing, jumping, the breath of youth was undoubtedly revealed.

?? Here we come!