My village can't be like this

Chapter 690: Cherry Season Again
After returning from the county town and just entering the village, Zhang An saw his father working in the fields alone.

Needless to say, Zhang An did not rest during the time he sent people to the hospital.

However, the one driving him to plow the field was not Dahei, but Taxue, who had a gentler temperament.

After all, Dahei has such a bad temper. Although he can usually control him, it is only when Zhang An is present.

Besides, he just found out in the afternoon that Yang Laoliu was pried open by a cow. Even if he wanted to drive Dahei to plow the fields, Wang Fang at home would definitely not allow it.

Zhang An stopped the car, and Yang Laosan got out and went back home.

It was only a few steps away, and it was impossible for him to ask Zhang An to take him home.

"Dad, stop plowing and go home. It's almost dark. We can do it tomorrow."

The sky was already pitch black. In a little while, not only people but even the horses pulling the plows would not be able to see the road.

Except for the rice fields, only half of their fields were plowed today.

After all, the main forces, Zhang An and Dahei, were not there in the afternoon, leaving Zhang Jianguo alone to plow the snow. It was already quite good that he could plow so much snow.

"It will be done soon. This is the only trip left. I was thinking of going home after I finish plowing and going directly to the next field tomorrow."

When Zhang Jianguo heard Zhang An's call, he immediately turned around and responded.

He also saw that it was getting dark, but the field he was plowing was not too much, but not too little either, with a tiny space left that was big enough for a butt.

It would not be cost-effective to plow this field tomorrow, so we might as well just plow it all right away.

When they got home, mother had already prepared the meal and put it on the table, but she was still waiting for the father and son to come back to eat together.

"I'm back. How did Yang's little six do?"

Seeing Zhang An coming back, Wang Fangduo asked a question.

In the village, even if it is not one of their own family’s affairs, people will still ask about it.

If you have a better relationship with them, you can go to their home to see if there is anything you can do to help. If you have a worse relationship with them, you can also say a few words of concern if you meet them on the way.

Unless the two families have an irreconcilable feud, they will not care about anything.

Although they called the Yang family from the hospital in the afternoon to tell them about the situation, it was the Yang brothers who were talking to their family on the phone, and Wang Fang would not take up other people's time.

Afterwards, she learned some general information about the situation, but at this juncture, she would only comfort Yang's mother-in-law and naturally would not get to the bottom of the matter, so as to avoid making her cry again.

"The injury is quite serious. I estimate that I will have to stay in the hospital for a long time before I can be discharged. But I am lucky that nothing too vital was hurt. My life is not in danger. As long as I take good care of myself, it is unlikely that I will suffer from any root cause of the disease in the future."

Just then, his father came back driving the horses, and the whole family wanted to know, so Zhang An told his family in detail.

"Just say this to yourself at home, don't say it outside, otherwise Aunt Yang will get suspicious."

When Wang Fang heard her son say this, she immediately reminded him.

She has been dealing with everyone in the village for half her life, and she sees things more broadly than young man Zhang An when it comes to interpersonal matters.

After all, the other person's son was seriously injured and hospitalized, but you are still saying everywhere that he is lucky. Isn't it obvious that you are cursing him for his injury? Who is lucky enough to get injured?

No matter where you are or how good the relationship is, you can't say such things to others.

Of course, she also understood what her son meant. Because of good luck, his life was fine. If he had bad luck, he might have died.

In fact, the real situation is not as easy as Zhang An said, but he was right in one thing: Yang Laoliu is really lucky.

If it weren't for Zhang An and Zhang Yixing in Changqing Village, anyone else would have died without being able to hold on given the amount of bleeding.

However, after being sent to the hospital for treatment, the worst thing was that if the wound on the thigh was not treated properly, it would cause lameness or limping in the future.

But after the careful treatment of Dr. Zhang from the county hospital, I no longer have to worry about this and all I need to do is rest well.

"Mom, I know. I'm just telling you guys about this. I wouldn't bother to talk about this with other people when we go out."

If he were to leave it out to others, even if someone asked, he would just brush it off with a few words.

If you really want to care, you shouldn't come to him, you should go to the Yang family.

"Okay, let's eat. It's been a long time since we've eaten so late. I think we're all starving."

In the past, Wang Fang would definitely be most concerned about Su Ying at such times.

However, after having little Siqi, she only had her grandson in her eyes, and even her daughter-in-law Su Ying had to stand aside.

After dinner, Zhang An came to the pen, led out Dahei and his wife, and washed the mud off their bodies, otherwise it would be difficult to get off once it solidified.

Although it was already night, it was summer after all, and the temperature was not very low. There was no need to worry about Dahei and the other two catching a cold from the water.

On the contrary, Dahei enjoyed it the most when Zhang An flushed him with water because it was so comfortable.

After all the mud on their bodies was washed off, Zhang An let them shake themselves. After a few times, they stopped dripping water.

"Zhang An, answer the phone, it's Brother Lu Cheng calling."

Zhang An had just finished bathing the two BMWs at home when Su Ying called him.

As soon as he heard that it was Lu Cheng calling, he guessed it must be about picking cherries.

This year, Zhang An's cherries ripened a few days later than in previous years, but they were ripe early.

However, Lu Cheng called earlier and asked Zhang An if these cherries could be picked later.

Because there are many early-ripening cherries on the fruit market this year, they have been selling well since early April.

The local cherries don’t ripen that quickly, even for Zhang An’s family who uses space spring water.

After some investigation, it was found that they were all sprayed with a lot of chemicals to ripen them.

So Lu Cheng decided not to compete with them for this market.

After all, Zhang An's cherries are additive-free, pollution-free, and of top quality.

After he took it back, he has been targeting the high-end and high-quality market, so there is no need to compete for time with those medicinal fruits.

After Zhang An knew about this, of course he agreed. After all, although their cherries were ripe, it was not impossible to keep them hanging on the tree for another ten days or half a month.

Judging from the current situation, they can at least hold out for a week or so, but Lu Cheng didn't dare to delay it that long.

"Zhang An, I'll have someone come over tomorrow, so you can get ready to ask them to pick the fruits."

As soon as Zhang An took the phone, Lu Cheng on the other end started talking.

"Okay, don't worry, Brother Cheng. I'll find more people to help tomorrow and try to finish picking them quickly."

These days, whoever pays is the boss, so when they say to take action, then we take action.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang An found his mother. As always, she was the one who was in charge of finding people to do the work at home.

"Mom, you go find some people later. We'll start picking cherries tomorrow. Find a little more this time, and try to finish picking them in two or three days." Since no one is busy these two days, it will be relatively easier to hire people.

The present Changqing Village is no longer what it used to be. As long as money is paid, there are many people rushing to come.

The conditions of many families have improved a lot. They are managing their own orchards and have given up the idea of ​​working for others. If they have time, they would like to have a good rest.

It just so happens that we have completed the pollination work in the orchard these days, so we can be relatively relaxed.

If a few days pass, not only Zhang An's family will have to plant rice seedlings, but other families will also have to do so. By then, everyone will be busy.

Although it is not impossible to hire people, the number of people who can be hired is definitely not as many as Zhang An wants.

"Okay, I'll go look for it now."

When Wang Fang heard that the cherries at home were ready to be picked, she finally put her mind at ease.

Although Zhang An has always said that it will only be a few days late, there are so many cherries on the trees, and that is all money. If she really can't sell them, she will be so heartbroken.

"Grandma, I want to go with you."

When Xiao Siqi saw Wang Fang was about to go out, he immediately followed her.

On the one hand, he wanted to go out and play, even if it was just to go to someone else's house.

Besides, he knew that if he stayed at home, Su Ying would force him to study in a while.

When Wang Fang heard this, of course she was willing to take him with her.

After all, with how much she dotes on her grandson, it is a pleasure for her to take him to visit relatives.

More than an hour later, Zhang An had just taken Huiqiu and his wife to the chicken coop when Wang Fang came back with her grandson.

"Xiao An, I found twenty people tonight. Do you think that's enough? If not, I'll go back tomorrow morning."

It took more than an hour to find twenty people, which means it only took a few minutes for each person. If you deduct the walking time, the speed is already very fast.

After all, if you want to hire someone to do work in the village, you can't just go to their door and ask them directly. You have to chat with them for a while.

Although these twenty people were already more than those hired in previous years, Wang Fang didn't know if they were enough for the number Zhang An wanted.

"That's enough. This is all for now. We should be able to pick them all in three or four days."

Zhang An estimated in his mind that these people should be the ones his mother thought were more diligent.

The rest are probably a little worse, otherwise they would definitely shout together and there would be no need to go tomorrow.

However, Zhang An had to admire his mother, whose ability in hiring people was indeed first-class.

She has a scale in her mind to measure how dexterous and diligent everyone she has hired is, and she can remember them all.

Early the next morning, Zhang An got up to feed the horses.

Half of the field at home has not been plowed yet, so he and his father have to continue today.

And not only today, but I have to go to the fields tomorrow as well, because the paddy fields have to be plowed again, which will take at least a day.

As for picking cherries, he didn't plan to get involved. His mother and her group of old sisters would be enough.

"Uncle An, Uncle An, we came to look for you yesterday, why weren't you at home?"

When Zhang An was feeding the horses, Ermao and the others came over again.

"Uncle Laoliu from the village was injured by a bull pry yesterday. I took him to the hospital and didn't come back until the evening."

Yang Laoliu was pried open by a cow yesterday afternoon. At that time, those naughty kids were all in school, so they didn’t know that he had sent him to the hospital.

"Why, what's up? Why are you here so early in the morning instead of going to school?"

"We found some more strange insect flowers yesterday. Uncle An, do you want some?"

The naughty kids looked at Zhang An with longing eyes, as if they were worried that Zhang An would say he didn't want it anymore.

"Of course, wait a minute, I'll get the money for you."

Seeing the golden cicada flowers that the children took out, Zhang An couldn't help but shook his head.

He originally thought that these naughty kids would only be interested for two or three days, but he didn't expect them to look for him every day.

After all, he underestimated how much these naughty kids wanted money.

But on second thought, if it were him in the past, he would definitely do the same.

After all, who doesn’t like money, especially these naughty children who have long been the product of poor parents.

"I will keep this thing from now on. If I'm not around sometimes, you can save it and take it when I'm here. Don't worry."

After some exchanges, Zhang An collected more than a dozen golden cicada flowers from Ermao and others.

But Zhang An would definitely not think that this thing is too much. As long as he has it, he will keep asking for it.

Now that there are so many naughty kids forming a treasure hunting team, it saves him a lot of trouble.

"Okay, Uncle An, let's go to school."

When the naughty kids heard that this business could continue, they immediately became very happy.

But looking at the time, I realized that if I didn’t go to school now, I would probably be late.

Zhang An had just sent the naughty kids away when the cherry pickers arrived.

"Anzi, I just saw that naughty Ermao here. Is he here to bother you again? I'll teach him a lesson when he gets home from school."

Among those who helped Zhang An's family pick cherries was Ermao's mother. When she saw her son lingering here just now, she thought he was here to annoy Zhang An, so she immediately made a promise to Zhang An.

In her opinion, although Zhang An was nice to the children, adults were adults and children were children, and how could a little kid like you bother others every day?

"Sister-in-law, that's not the case. They just saw me feeding the horses and came over to take a look."

Zhang An smiled and told Ermao's mother that he still chose to keep the secret for the naughty kids.

After all, Zhang An himself had experienced the feeling of having their hard-earned savings suddenly confiscated, and it was not a pleasant experience at all.

"That's fine. Anyway, if they come to bother you, just tell your sister-in-law that I will go back and beat them. It's because you have a good heart and are willing to talk and laugh with them. If it were someone else, who would be willing to say a few more words to these immature children?"

Although Ermao's mother said this, she also knew what was going on when she was educating her children.

For people like Zhang An, they will teach their children to respect others from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, the adults knew that Zhang An was usually nice to the naughty kids and gave them snacks from time to time.

(End of this chapter)