Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 280, Where are the people? Why did you run away?
Wang Qingsong looked at the jewelry box in his hand and said with a smile: "I told you, this is for you, why are you so polite! You have also helped me with a lot of things."

Hearing this, Zhou Ying smiled and shook her head: "Forget the others, I really can't accept this, it's too valuable."

Nothing more was said about it after that.

He smiled and said, "I won't talk anymore. I'm exhausted from riding in the car. There's no direct bus here, so I had to take three transfers to get there. It took me six or seven hours!"

Wang Qingsong looked at the time after hearing this.

Three o'clock in the afternoon!

Then he laughed and said, “I didn’t take a taxi!”

Zhou Ying smiled angrily; "Taking a taxi is too expensive, four or five hundred! You think everyone is the same as you, and the money is the same as something you picked up!"

He stood up and said, "I won't tell you anymore. I'll take a shower first."

An explanation was given.

Isn't this the same group of people buying food that Zhao Datian met when he came that day?
These people are so courageous!

Aunt Han asked quickly when she saw that she was packing up and about to go out.

It's simply that I slept for too long.

Wang Qingsong smiled, patted his body and said with a smile.

I didn't go out much for a few days, and my brain felt very swollen. This feeling didn't seem to be left over from an injury.

At least that's how he felt.

The door opened and he walked out directly.

When I got back here, it was already time to go to work.

It's almost time, and it's time to go over there.

If I go to the Canton Fair, it will take a month.

"Okay, go ahead!"

The best time to apply pesticides has passed.

Aren't you afraid of being caught?

After thinking for a moment, he instantly understood who it was.

After walking for a while, we saw a wasteland.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he went back to the room directly.

Then he went into his room, came out with some clothes, and entered the bathroom.

He said he was going to work, but actually he was just going for a walk.

Moreover, Qingming Festival was just a few days away, and he had to go back to visit the grave.

There was a large truck parked inside, with several people chatting next to it.

"Qingsong! What are you doing here?"

Wang Qingsong smiled when he saw this and said, "Oh, I'm going to work! Now that my body has recovered, there's nothing wrong if I stay at home!"

Originally, my illness was not very serious. After staying there for several days, I felt that there was no problem.

He was planning to go back to his hometown and give the pesticide to Zhao Datian so as not to waste time.

"Don't worry, my body is very strong!"

These people came here to buy food.

In fact, I only have more than two thousand yuan in hand now. After all, I have only sold a few watches so far.

He really didn't want to watch someone take a shower.

I rode my bike to Fuchengmen.

Even though he was wearing a mask, he felt familiar.

This is what matters.

Next month will be the peak period of heading and flowering, and by May it will basically be over and it will enter the grain-filling period.

In case anyone comes over.

After buying it, he ran away.

Upon seeing this, Wang Qingsong tidied up and went out.

Armed neatly, he rode out of the compound.

Wang Qingsong put on his clothes and stretched.

"Okay? Have a good rest and don't let anything go wrong."

Just when he was about to leave, he thought about it and rode over.

You can get some food yourself!
Since I exchanged money, I was doing a favor.

Seeing what he said, Aunt Han didn't try to force her. After all, it's very common to work while injured.

Later, Liang Chunxiao was not allowed to sell watches, and they didn’t cost much!
These people bought the food and went back. As long as the transactions were safe, there would be no risks later.

After arriving at the place, they were two middle-aged men.

When they saw him riding over, they all stood up and looked at him curiously.

"Little brother, what are you doing!"

Wang Qingsong looked at the back of the car, wondering how many things were there!
But there is indeed some food in it, which should be the harvest of the past few days.

not bad.

"Fellow, how much did you buy this grain for?"

At this time, someone in the car had a vigilant look on his face and even took out a gun.

Of course, this is just a subconscious action.

What a place this is after all.

Four Nine Cities.

The gun is only used at night and to protect things along the way. This is just a subconscious action.

The other party looked at him with a wary expression.

Asked: "Why are you asking this?"

Although the other party had an accent, Wang Qingsong could still understand him.

He looked around and said directly: "I have some grain here, do you want it? Corn stubble, do you want it?"

"Yes! How much does it cost per pound?"

The other party was excited for a while, but he still asked.

Wang Qingsong didn't know what their price was, so he asked, "How much can you give me per pound?"

Hearing this, the man looked around and then said: "Corn crumbs, eight cents! We want a lot! You don't have to worry about anything happening if you sell it to us, we are Lankao..."

It means they are public.

The price is cheaper.

When Wang Qingsong heard the price, he thought about it for a while.

The price is definitely on the low side in the city.

However, if you want to buy and sell in bulk, the price will definitely not be based on the retail price on the market.

Very low.

But he can accept it.

He nodded: "Okay, I will come to you when the time comes!"

After that, he left on his bike.

After they left, a few people were muttering about it for a while!

"Hey, tell me, what's going on?"

"I don't know! How about we change the location?"

……

Although several people were from the government, after they were invited, they explained the situation and gave them a lesson before letting them go.

But it’s better to have as little trouble as possible.

That person just now was too suspicious.

After deciding, several people got in the car, leaving only one person to contact.

Just drove away...

……

Wang Qingsong rode his bicycle to the commune and bought a bunch of yellow paper and firecrackers.

After finishing it, go straight to your own village.

When I arrived, I met people from the village.

"Qingsong! Is this back again? A visitor to the grave?"

Looking at the yellow paper hanging on the other party's car, I understood what was going on.

The opponent is Zhao Qiqiang, one of the militiamen.

Wang Qingsong looked at the other party and smiled: "Uncle Qiangzi, you are busy! It's Qingming Festival soon! I may have something to do then, so I will come over and pack the grave in advance."

It’s Qingming Festival.

The grave should also be done.

As long as you don't visit the grave after the Qingming Festival, it will be fine.

It doesn’t have to be the same day.

As he spoke, he handed him a cigarette.

Zhao Qiqiang happily took it and put it to his nose to smell it.

He took the match lit by Wang Qingsong, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Just in time, Sun Xiuhe also took Wang Ping to the grave, so we can catch up together."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong frowned.

But think about it, Sun Xiuhe's family is considered to be members of the Wang family after all.

And he also has a half-mother, Wang Qingan.

Ignoring this, he smiled and asked: "Where's the captain! Are you busy?"

"The captain is in the fields! You should be able to meet him when you go there!"

"Hey, okay, thank you, you're busy, I'll go first!"

He said hello and left with a smile.

Zhao Qiqiang looked at the pile of things hanging on his car, hesitated and followed them.

These days, it does not necessarily have to be a close relative.

If you have a good relationship with the elders, you can also go and help.

But you have to take care of the food!
……

Wang Qingsong pushed the cart along the field ridge toward the cemetery.

I met quite a few villagers on the road.

Wang Qingsong naturally greeted everyone one by one, and the man naturally scattered his cigarettes.

Halfway through, he probably saw the person pushing the cart. Zhao Datian came over with his hands behind his back.

"Come back to visit the grave?"

After coming over, Zhao Datian asked with a smile.

Wang Qingsong nodded: "Well, come here to visit the grave and wrap it up again! Third Grandpa, please help me get a shovel later!"

Passing a cigarette by the way.

Hearing this, Zhao Datian nodded with a smile: "You go, I will find a few people to help you!"

After that, he walked towards the field.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he pushed the cart to the cemetery.

The weather is very nice today.

Many graves nearby have been covered and a lot of firecrackers have been set off.

At this time, Sun Xiuhe, Wang Ping and his youngest son were making earthen graves there.

Seeing him coming, Sun Xiuhe said nothing.

Wang Ping just glanced at it and then lowered his head to shovel dirt on the grave.

In fact, the new grave that was just entered last year does not need to be wrapped this year.

However, he still decided to cover the grave.

Isn’t that what happens in this life?
Visiting the tomb and visiting the grave means that the family's incense is still alive and there are still descendants here!

Finally, it was Sun Xiuhe who spoke: "I'll go to your parents' graves!"

Wang Qingsong was silent for a moment, looked at the child in her arms, and finally nodded: "Well, Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming soon, come and pay a grave to the two elders."

Hearing this, Sun Xiuhe nodded.

No more words were spoken.

When visiting the grave, anyone with a normal mind will not cause any trouble at this time. After a while, several middle-aged people came to the field.

Led by Zhao Datian.

Militia captain Zhao Qishan, Zhao Qiqiang just now, and some uncles in the village.

When my father and mother were buried, these people came to help.

"Third Grandpa, Uncle Qishan, Uncle Qiangzi..."

They took turns saying hello and letting out some smoke.

He took the shovel handed over by Zhao Datian.

When Zhao Datian saw this, he smiled and said, "Aren't you covering the grave? I'll ask someone to come over and help!"

Wang Qingsong held the shovel and smiled: "Thank you then!"

Zhao Qishan smiled when he saw this: "Why are you so polite! Our production team still relies on you to sell baskets for us! Stop standing around and do it! It's not very busy now!"

After saying hello, five or six people started to get busy.

Shovel the soil and put up the frame.

Got busy.

Wang Qingsong took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and started shoveling the soil.

He has worked.

When I get busy, I start to sweat.

The scene was still very lively.

Sun Xiuhe watched this scene, took a deep breath and stood on the side.

Is it possible to say that I feel no regrets?

impossible!

Covering the tomb is something the family does.

They are outsiders and basically no one will come to help.

But it’s not impossible to come.

It’s about whether others are willing or not.

The more people come, the better the staff is and the more popular the restaurant is.

She didn't expect that Wang Qingsong would come to cover the grave and so many people would come over at once.

Wang Qingsong didn't care about this.

Wrap the grave quietly there.

It is spring after all. Although it is still very cold, the grass is still working hard to sprout.

It looks full of life.

There is also a lot of grass growing on the two soil bags.

But once covered with soil, it looks new.

As soon as the sun shines on me during this busy work, I start to sweat.

When Zhao Datian saw this, he smiled and said, "Qingsong, you can't do this! You're sweating after just a few shovels."

When Wang Qingsong heard this, he patted the grave and said with a smile: "Hey! I can't help it! I haven't done this for a long time."

He didn't say anything about his injury.

Although I feel fine, I am still a little weak after doing heavy work.

Fortunately, I can accept it.

Not too weak.

Several other people were also there asking: "Qingsong, is the treatment in your factory good? Do you still need more people? What do you think of us?"

It was Zhao Qiqiang who spoke.

Wang Qingsong smiled: "Uncle Qiangzi, your body must be fine! You want people, but I can't make the decision!"

The others also chatted happily.

Everyone knows it's a joke.

How can it be so easy to work in the city these days?
A group of people were busy there.

The more people, the faster!
Soon the grave was wrapped in a large circle.

Make two circles and use them as official hats and put them on top. That’s the end.

After finishing it, Wang Qingsong took out the yellow paper, started to draw a circle there, and burned it.

Wang Qingsong kept mumbling while burning.

Others were there watching.

By the way, I picked up the firecrackers Wang Qingsong bought.

Because there were no firecrackers too long, and one person could not set off two firecrackers, he had to pick up the fuses and form a large circle around the grave.

After the yellow paper is burned.

Wang Qingsong kowtowed several times.

Then I went to light the firecrackers.

There was a constant crackling sound.

There were red confetti everywhere on the bombed grave.

It also means that there are still people in this house.

"Third Grandpa, you guys can share this cigarette! Thank you."

After setting off the firecrackers, Wang Qingsong took out a cigarette and handed a pack to Zhao Datian.

Zhao Datian looked at it but did not refuse.

In the past, when I came to visit the tomb, I had to treat myself to a meal.

This process is basically gone now, even if you give someone a cigarette.

"Then I'll take it!"

Wang Qingsong smiled and gave everyone a pack of cigarettes.

Everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Smoking corn silk will make you vomit.

Finally I can taste the smoke.

Wang Qingsong glanced at Wang Ping, who was busy there and didn't say anything. After thinking about it for a moment, he took a bag.

"Here, take it!"

Wang Ping hesitated.

But the cigarette was already in his hand, and the other party turned around and went to Zhao Datian.

After looking at his mother, he finally put away the cigarette.

The two took their children and left silently.

"Qingsong, you guys talk, let's go first!"

Zhao Qishan and several people who came to help looked at him, greeted him with a smile, and left with them.

He and Zhao Datian were left behind.

After the others left, Zhao Datian looked at Sun Xiuhe's family who left silently.

Sighed.

He turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go back to the village!"

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he naturally followed him back.

While walking, Wang Qingsong said: "Grandpa Third, I got you some pesticides from the city! You guys try it!"

"Ah? Did you really use pesticides? Does it work?"

Zhao Datian was surprised.

"Well, it says it works, you use it first! I'll tell you how to use it later, don't use it wrong, it will cause trouble then."

The two talked and came to the team committee.

At this time, there were many women in the courtyard weaving baskets.

Seeing him coming, someone asked with a smile: "Qingsong is back! Are you going to visit your mother's grave?"

Apparently he got the news.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded: "Well, Aunt Qiaolan is still busy visiting the graves of my parents!"

"Hey, what are you doing if you're not busy? It's rare to find someone who collects baskets, so why don't you make a few more! Let's see if they fit the bill!"

These people should know that the basket weaved last time had many flaws.

That's why I asked.

Wang Qingsong came to the basket weaving next to him, picked it up and looked at it for a while.

He smiled and nodded: "Yeah, sure! It's much better than last time."

It's obviously been refined.

"That's for sure! I can't embarrass you in the city!"

Someone responded with a smile.

Zhao Datian smiled when he saw this and said, "Okay, Qingsong and I still have something to talk about, you guys are busy with your business."

After saying that, he took Wang Qingsong to the main room.

Wang Qingsong was naturally carrying the pesticide he bought.

While resting there, this one was replaced with a salt water bottle.

Otherwise it would be too obvious to take it over.

After coming in, Wang Qingsong took out the things and put them on the table into categories.

Then he said: "Third Grandpa, look, here is the medicine for wheat, and here is the medicine for rape. Don't get confused. Why did you use me to write the note? I will tell you again later."

He marked the rubber on the bottles of these two items in black and red.

So as not to make a mistake.

Then he explained: "Third Grandpa, these are all pesticides, don't let people eat them! That would be troublesome."

Zhao Datian looked at the medicine and nodded: "Don't worry about this! It's not like I haven't used it before! It's not like I haven't used dimethoate before, but does this stuff work?"

Wang Qingsong smiled when he saw this: "Third Grandpa, if you follow my method, it must be useful, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten it! Of course, if you don't believe it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Zhao Datian was suspicious for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay, I'll keep it. How much does it cost?"

"I don't care how much it is. You can give it to me after the summer harvest. Don't worry, it won't be expensive. I can still cause harm to our village. It's about the same price as dimethoate. It doesn't work, no money!"

No rush to tell the price.

After hearing this, Zhao Datian felt relieved.

I didn’t think about what to do if this thing killed Miao after being hit.

I just thought that Wang Qingsong would not harm the people in the village.

"Okay, tell me!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Qingsong began to say: "This medicine is given at different times. In the past two days, you asked the people in the team to pick off the yellow leaves. Keep the less serious ones, and then..."

According to what I knew, I told him the process and proportions.

Of course, what he said must be intuitive.

One bottle can be mixed with as many pots as many acres of land can be sprayed.

After talking for a long time, there was also a note with simple instructions.

Zhao Datian nodded.

He doesn't have much confidence in this. Anyway, this year's harvest doesn't look promising at first glance.

A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.

Anyway, Qingsong also said, no money if it doesn’t work!

The explanation was almost finished, and when it was time to have lunch, Wang Qingsong also proposed to leave.

I declined the offer to eat in the village.

He said hello to Widow Feng and then left.

After the others left, Zhao Datian muttered: "Where did he get this thing? I forgot to ask!"

However, this problem was quickly forgotten by him.

Because someone is looking for him.

After Wang Qingsong left the village, he went straight to the city and took out some food he bought there to eat on the way.

When he returned to the previous clearing, Wang Qingsong was dumbfounded.

What about people?

Why did you run away?
(End of this chapter)