My village can't be like this

Chapter 611 National Day Ends
In the threshing ground, the exhibition tables that the village had arranged in advance were arranged in a circle.

It looks like a lot, but at this moment there is no empty display table, they are all occupied by fruit farmers.

After you sing, I will appear.

Regardless of whether they were from this village or other villages, the fruit farmers all placed the kiwis they picked on the display tables, and some of them really looked like flowers.

Now that the stage is set, there will naturally be no shortage of audience.

There have always been people in the threshing ground since someone first set up the stall.

Up to now, more and more people have come here after hearing the news. After all, Changqing kiwis and cherries have already gained some fame in the past two years.

Of course, Zhang An’s cherries are definitely more famous.

After all, they are born earlier than kiwi fruit. In early spring, the mountains full of cherry blossoms make the whole village popular, which is an impact that kiwi fruit cannot achieve.

However, these two things are not in the same season, one is spring and the other is autumn, which is quite appropriate.

In the threshing ground, you can see many people holding ripe kiwis and asking about them in front of each stall with great interest.

The fruit farmers are also very generous in letting everyone taste their own kiwifruit.

After trying it, many people nodded very affirmatively and bought a few kilograms.

Even though these few pounds aren't much, everyone can't help but buy a little.

Anyway, it looked like a completely enjoyable scene for both the host and the guests.

In order to ensure healthy competition, all kiwifruits from Changqing Village are priced uniformly. This is what Zhang Jianwen had agreed with the villagers in advance. He was afraid that some people would be irrational and directly give the lowest price in order to sell more, thus destroying everyone's profits.

Of course, those who do not belong to Changqing Village are not included in this unified pricing.

Zhang Jianwen has seen the fruits they grew and tried them himself. He is not worried that they will sell them at too low a price and take away all their business. He still has this confidence.

Zhang An is not sure about other families, but at his uncle Zhang Jianye's house, there are a lot of people buying things.

Because the fruits were slightly larger than those of other people, the cartload of kiwis that had just been picked in the morning was soon reduced to only a few baskets.

So Zhang Jianye quickly called Zhang An and his son to go back to the orchard and pick a cartload of fruit.

This time he didn't exchange pleasantries with Zhang An's family. After all, Third Aunt needed to stay and look after the stall, and if Zhang An and his son didn't go to help, who knows how long it would take him and his two children to pick the fruits.

It was not until around three in the afternoon that Zhang Jianye's family sold out both trucks of kiwifruit and was the first to close their stall.

This is not to say that they don’t want to take this opportunity to sell more, but that all the ones that can be sold have already been picked.

Although there are still a lot of fruits left in the orchard, not many of them are ripe in the past few days, and most of them are hard fruits.

If Lu Cheng came to harvest the fruits, the hard fruits would definitely be better because they need to be transported and stored.

But if you sell it to people on the spot, the hard nuts will definitely not work because the taste and maturity are too different.

But being able to sell two cars is already a lot. If it were last year, it would have taken two or three days to sell these two cars.

At night, the spectacular sight of fireflies in the fields by the river once again attracted everyone's attention.

Moreover, the number of people going to the river to watch fireflies tonight is no less than that of last night.

Zhang An didn't find this situation too surprising, because so many fireflies had just appeared last night and the news had not spread too thoroughly.

Quite a few people went to see the fireflies last night, and after word-of-mouth publicity throughout the day, it was inevitable that there would be many people tonight.

Zhang An felt that this situation would continue until the end of the National Day holiday.

Because the life cycle of fireflies is basically about a week, and the batch released by Zhang An were bred in space and fed with spiritual spring crystal dew, their survival period was extended a little.

So even if Zhang An no longer releases them to the outside world, this batch of fireflies can easily survive this National Day.

Tonight, Zhang An did not go to the river, but made a small lantern at home.

"Qiqi, come to daddy, daddy will give you a lot of fun."

After sealing the mouth of the lantern, Zhang An released a lot of fireflies into it and then called his son over.

Two nights ago, he knew that his son liked these fireflies, so today he got a new toy for the little guy.

But this thing has no effect during the day and can only be played at night.

When little Siqi saw the firefly lantern in his father's hand, he was so happy that he asked for it immediately.

Then they walked around the yard with firefly lanterns, and their laughter was no less clear than during the day.

"Qiqi, here we come."

Just at this time, Li Yao and his friends came over to play with the little guy.

Nowadays, the threshing grounds, river banks and other places where they like to gather the most are full of people.

Although they like to play together, they won't go to places with so many people.

So these few days, Zhang An's yard became their temporary base.

"Hey, why are there so many fireflies in here?"

Soon, the firefly lantern in the little guy's hand became the focus of everyone's attention.

In fact, there are so many fireflies by the river. If they don’t want to catch them, they are all fake.

They are all rural children, and these are the things they like to tinker with the most.

Although fireflies are difficult to catch, it is not a difficult task for these little bullies in the village.

But after last night, Zhang Jianwen greeted every household in the village.

Ask everyone to keep a good eye on the children at home and not let them go to the river to make trouble.

Not to mention Zhang Jianwen's prestige in the village, everyone understands that the sudden appearance of so many fireflies is a great thing for the village.

As a result, every household in the village gave their children strict instructions.

So even if these little bullies are itching to do something, they have to hold back.

Seeing so many fireflies in little Siqi's lantern, his eyes widened.

"Dad, Daddy."

Little Siqi couldn't answer the older brothers' questions and could only keep calling for his dad.

Li Yao and the others understood that these fireflies were caught by Zhang An.

"Godfather, did you catch these fireflies by the river?"

So, one by one, they came to Zhang An and spoke in a flattering manner.

"Hey, I caught it, but not by the river. Your village chief said that you are not allowed to catch it there."

Zhang An has always liked dealing with this group of kids, so he didn't beat around the bush.

This is true, these fireflies were created by him in the space, not caught by the river.

"Ah, not by the river, then where did you catch it?"

When the little guys heard Zhang An say that they were not caught by the river, their eyes suddenly lit up.

One by one, they were trying to tug at Zhang An, trying to find a way out so that they could catch him themselves.

After all, they had been staring at so many fireflies by the river for the past two days but couldn't catch them, and they were already bored. "Don't even think about it. I caught them in the mountains. If you dare to go there at night, you'll have your legs broken."

Zhang An knew what they were thinking, so he gave them an answer that made them give up.

"Ah, okay."

After hearing what Zhang An said, the little ones who were very interested just now immediately became like children hit by frost.

If it were daytime, they would like to go into the mountains to catch fireflies, but fireflies are hard to find during the day as they only come out at night.

But in this pitch-black night, they could only play in the village, and no one dared to go out.

Otherwise, what Zhang An said about breaking his legs was not a joke.

Moreover, Zhang An only said it was in the mountains, but did not specify the location in the mountains. Even if they really wanted to go, they couldn't find the place.

"Okay, even though you can't catch them, I still have some here."

Seeing the little guys' disappointed looks, Zhang An immediately said with a smile.

Then he took out a plastic box of chewing gum, which was half filled with sparkling fireflies.

"Godfather, give it to us to play with, okay?"

"Yes, Uncle An, give it to us. We can do anything you ask us to do."

As soon as the little ones saw this half box of fireflies, they immediately became energetic again.

This half box of fireflies is enough to make up three or four lanterns in little Siqi's hand.

If you put less, you can make more, and everyone can have one.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, but you are not allowed to take it out to play."

Zhang An directly threw the box to them because it was originally meant for them to catch.

However, in order to prevent others from seeing it and trying to catch it, Zhang An asked them not to take it out to play with.

"Don't worry, godfather, we know what's going on."

Although the kids are young, they also know that it is important not to show off your wealth.

And they are not stupid. There is nothing wrong with playing in the yard, but if they take them outside and are seen by the adults at home, they will at least get a beating no matter what.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Li Yao, the little ones made a few small lanterns in the yard using the materials left over from the lanterns Zhang An had just made.

Don't be fooled by their playful nature, they are actually quite capable.

Although it's not as beautiful as the one in Xiao Siqi's hand, it's still pretty good.

It’s just that the materials are limited, so no matter how small they are, only a few were made in the end, which is not enough for everyone.

But they were so interested that they couldn't stop. Zhang An had bamboos but no white paper. So the little ones started to discuss and decided to go back home to find some white paper and continue making some more.

"Okay, no need to look for it. I can't afford to lose these little things of yours."

Zhang An stopped them when they were about to go out, and then found some white paper for lake lanterns from the small room.

In order to prevent the little ones from using the axe, he also helped cut the bamboo strips with his own hands.

If the adults in these children's families saw this, they would definitely say that Zhang An was spoiling them again.

This is also the reason why the little ones have always been willing to get close to Zhang An.

In the remaining days, there were not as many people coming to the village as in the first three days.

Because many people came in the following days, the village re-launched the programs from the previous days.
In this way, even after the National Day, there were still some people rushing over.

However, it only took two or three days, around the 10th, for the small mountain village to return to its previous tranquility from its bustling state.

After the festival, Zhang An will also start preparing for the picking of honeysuckle.

In fact, a few days ago, Zhang An had the idea of ​​picking them.

During the National Day holidays, the wall of honeysuckle in their house seemed to have become a tourist attraction in the village, attracting many people to stop and take a look.

Wang Hua often brings people here to take pictures, so the harvest period is slightly extended by a few days.

The day before picking, Zhang An cleaned several bamboo baskets at home.

Because this thing has good air permeability, the honeysuckle will not be rotten when it is harvested and stored in it.

If it is the kind of nylon bag commonly used at home, the air permeability is relatively poor, and the honeysuckle will probably be damaged not long after being put in it.

Early in the morning, as soon as the roosters crowed, Zhang An got up from bed.

In the early morning of October, the sun does not rise as early as in the previous summer.

When Zhang An just got up, the sky was still gray and the sun was still hiding in the clouds.

After washing my face, I took out a bamboo basket and prepared to start picking honeysuckle.

The time for harvesting honeysuckle is generally early in the morning, when the sunlight is not too strong, which can well preserve the activity of the honeysuckle.

The honeysuckle harvested at this time will be relatively nutritious, have a stronger smell, and have a much better color after processing.

Therefore, in the past, when the elders in the village went into the mountains to work, when they encountered the honeysuckle season, they would harvest some first and then work.

When Zhang An was harvesting, he didn't use any tools and just got started.

Many people in later generations like to use scissors, which is very fast.

But Zhang An didn't want to do that, because using scissors would require cutting off the honeysuckle branches together.

Although the harvesting speed is indeed very fast, it still needs secondary processing, which is not as direct as catching it with his hands.

After a while, Dad Zhang Jianguo also came over to help.

After Wang Fang washed the little guy’s face, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Now that the vacation is over, Su Ying has started her busy teaching life in the third year of junior high school again.

Even though it’s only the third year in junior high school, the tension there these days is no less than that of the third year in high school a few years later.

The little guy wanted to help, but he was standing on the ground and couldn't even reach the shortest leaves.

But he was very sensible. Seeing that his father and grandfather were busy, he drove in the yard by himself.

"Qiqi, mommy is going to school. Listen to grandma and the others at home."

After finishing her breakfast, Su Ying picked up her books and lesson plans, and before going out to school, she hugged her son and said hello.

"it is good."

The little guy said in a crisp voice, then kissed Su Ying on the face.

Now, Su Ying is even more motivated.

After Su Ying left, Wang Fang put aside other things and joined in harvesting honeysuckle.

After all, the whole wall is covered with honeysuckle. If we don't hurry up, the moisture on the honeysuckle will soon dry out when the sun rises and shines into the yard.

(End of this chapter)