Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 449 The Three Musketeers Are Coming

Of course, He Ping's big move this time was not only because of the incident in the cafeteria, it was just an introduction.

It would have been a good thing to expand the size of the Hantun chicken farm through the last merger, but this has contributed to an atmosphere of pride and laziness in the farm from top to bottom.

Whether it is Han Zhaojun's cronyism or the extravagance and waste of the workers, it is just an appearance, and the root cause is this ethos of pride and laziness.

Lao Tzu is the number one in the world, no one can look down on him anymore, it is enough to just lie down and eat his laurels.

Many people in the field have this kind of mentality, including Han Zhaojun, and even the cadres in the village are not immune.

In the final analysis, the eyelids are too shallow, and if you earn two dollars, you will be floating.

At the wine table, after drinking three rounds of food and five flavors, He Ping put his arms around Han Zhaojun drunk and said, "Zhaojun, don't be too shallow. The future that I plan for you is far more than this small chicken farm in front of you." .”

"I know brother, you always think too far, tell me about it."

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but we don't have the technology and strength right now. I will tell you when the time is right."

He Ping made a fool of himself, and passed out drunk in Han Zhaoguo.

Han Yuzheng asked Xu Aiying, the second daughter-in-law, to go to the chicken farm and call Mao Chunhua, telling her that He Ping drank too much and would sleep in Hantun tonight, so as not to worry her.

What He Ping did a few years ago calmed down the impetuous emotions of the villagers in Hantun.

The Ministry of Supervision has also officially started operations under the faithful and conscientious efforts. The old comrades have brought two soldiers, one is a retired accountant, and the other is a retired staff member of the Disciplinary Inspection Commission, who are professional counterparts.

With these three door gods, everyone's mood is not only calmed down, but also a little panic, what is going on?
He Ping didn't say a word about it, what he wanted was this deterrent effect.

A few days after Zha Haisheng's phone call came, the three of them finally arrived in Ping County by train.

He Ping went to the train station to pick them up, and the three of them rubbed their ears from the cold as soon as they got off the train, "The weather in the Northeast is colder than in the capital!"

"It's the twelfth lunar month, can it not be cold, this is the coldest time of the year."

Several people chatted and left the train station, He Ping pulled the donkey cart over, and Zha Haisheng and the three looked at the donkey cart in surprise.

"What are you looking at? Get in the car, let you experience the folk customs of the Northeast."

The three of them got into the cart, He Ping raised his whip vigorously, and the slender whip made a loud explosion in the air, and the donkey cart started to move.

"Cover all the coats on the car to keep warm." He Ping urged.

The three of them put on their jackets according to He Ping's instructions.

At this time, snowflakes were floating in the sky, and Liu Jun said strangely: "It's snowing!"

The three of them were as excited as children, "Today's luck is really good, it snowed as soon as we got off the car!"

The scenery of the northern country is one of the romances that poets yearn for most. Liu Jun reached out to catch the snowflakes in the sky, and said suddenly: "I think we can write a fierce battle in the snow in "Heroes", which is brutal and poetic."

"This proposal is good. Snow and blood have the same pronunciation. It is pure and flawless, and can cover up crimes. This idea is wonderful!"

He Ping didn't expect that the three of them would have such a collision just after getting off the train. They are young people with outstanding talents!
Several people discussed the plot of the novel enthusiastically all the way, and the donkey cart slowly arrived at the destination.

The donkey cart stopped, and the three got out of the cart.

The small courtyard of He Ping's house is full of ancient style and elegance, and it is even more romantic under the background of falling snow.

Luo Yihe sighed: "Mr. He, compared with your family, my small courtyard house is obviously too vulgar."

"It just happens to be snowing, just in time, come in first!"

He Ping led a few people into the courtyard, and the members of the drama creation team who heard the movement came out to greet them.

A group of more than ten people rushed out of the house suddenly, and Zha Haisheng and the others were startled.

He Ping introduced: "These are all my friends. They are all lovers of literature and like-minded. I heard that the three of you came over, and they all clamored to come to welcome you."

He introduced to everyone: "These three are Zha Haisheng, Luo Yihe, and Liu Jun!"

As soon as He Ping finished his introduction, everyone greeted each other, and the literary youth warmed up after a few words.

Mao Chunhua and two lesbians were preparing food and drinks in the kitchen. Everyone chatted in the side room for a while, and she came over and said, "It's almost done, let's eat."

Zha Haisheng and the others hurriedly got up and said hello: "Hi sister-in-law!"

They all met Mao Chunhua when they were in the capital.

"Hello, are you hungry after sitting on the train for so long? The food is ready, let's eat."

Mao Chunhua made arrangements for the meal, and the members of the drama creation team skillfully moved out the tables, chairs and benches, and skillfully went to the kitchen to serve wine and dishes.

When the food and wine were on the table, it was getting late outside, the snow was falling, and the house was full of Gao Peng, with high spirits.

He Ping stood up holding the wine glass, "Come, come, let me say a few sour words first." The poem says: "Green Ant's new fermented wine, a small red clay stove. In the evening, the sky is like snow, and I can drink a glass of nothing. Today, Xiao Cha and Xiao Luo I came to Northeast China and Ping County with Xiao Liu. You are here. When the snow comes, Shi also comes. Shi and Xue Nai are a perfect match. I am very happy.

It is not easy for us like-minded friends to get together, and we should cherish this opportunity.Come!Everyone, drink this cup to the full, and you will not return today if you are not drunk! "

"Don't get drunk, don't go home!"

With He Ping as the leader, the atmosphere on the wine table rose very quickly, and the estrangement they had just met disappeared after a glass of wine.

Everyone drank and ate vegetables, talked about life, creation, and ideals. After a few glasses of wine, they were already slightly tipsy.

The big role here is not wine, but the difficulty of finding a confidant.

"When we came here just now, we said that in our martial arts novels, we must write a plot in the Kanto region. The sky is full of snow, encounters on narrow roads, swords and swords intersect, and blood falls silently. This is the romance of the Jianghu."

Cha Haisheng, who was a little drunk, described the plot of the novel they imagined to everyone with his tongue out.

The few people around were a little yearning, "Just listening to it is so beautiful, if it is made into a TV series, it will be so beautiful!"

The drama creation team wrote scripts, and the Peking University trio wrote martial arts novels. In the final analysis, they are all literary creations, but they are expressed in different forms. Everyone opened up the chatterbox, chatting with each other, and it was a joy.

He Ping looked at the youthful and passionate looks of these young people, and his heart was full of longing.

Although on the surface, he is no different from everyone else, but his mentality will never be like these young people.

He drank a glass of wine with a little melancholy, and Liu Jun came over with the glass.

"Mr. He, I offer you a glass of wine."

"Is there any reason for this glass of wine?" He Ping asked with a smile.

Liu Jun said: "Thank you for leading us on the road of creation. The creation of "Heroes" has benefited us a lot. I respect you for this cup!"

After hearing this, Zha Haisheng and Luo Yihe quickly picked up their wine glasses, "Mr. He, the three of us must respect you together for this glass of wine!"

He Ping looked at these three young people whose fate had been changed by him, and didn't know whether what he brought to them was good or bad, but at least it looked good for now.

"Okay, I'll drink this glass of wine!"

(End of this chapter)