Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 111

Seeing that tomorrow is the day of the interview, everyone in the village is full of energy.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng He said, "It's almost time to get off work!"

I've been busy for a while, and I don't have much time to rest.

But it’s okay to be busy, because being busy means that the village has income.If even they are idle, it means that the work in the village is finished.

So, I would rather be busy.

In a few days, when the official office is established and all the personnel are in place, they don't have to be so fussy.

Everyone began to prepare for the finishing work of the day, and prepared to shut down the computer. A teenage child ran over on time outside and shouted at the gate of the courtyard: "Uncle Heizi, my father asked me to invite you to my house for dinner..."

The villagers are really grateful to Cheng He.

These days, especially after hearing that a program group came to interview, everyone thought that life was about to get better, and it was all thanks to Cheng He.

Without delaying a year of farm work, every family can weave this thing to earn some income, and it is easy to receive money. Cheng He said that the money can be received online in a few days, so Cheng He gave them the money.

They all know that the younger people in the village go out to work and work hard all year round, and there are many things where they don't get paid.

The villagers were grateful to Cheng He, and every family called them to eat to show their respect.

Cheng He couldn't refuse, so it was better to obey than to be respectful.They are all from the same village, anyway, courtesy is reciprocal.

And he went to Cheng Shi's house to eat, if others shouted and refused to go, they would say "Are you looking down on our family?" In this way, if you don't go, you have to go.

And he was not the only one who called out from every family. Zhao Sizai, the supporting teacher, and Wen Xue, the person who helped with daily work, all called out together.

Cheng He replied: "Okay, we'll go right away. Tell your father not to make too many dishes! Just order whatever you want."

The village wasn't very rich in the first place, even if they made some money now, they couldn't eat it all up.

The boy got the approval letter and immediately turned around and rushed home.

Here, Cheng He and the others turned off the computer, sorted out the goods pushed in the yard, and prepared to leave.

The house I'm going to go to today is at the east end of the village, far away from Cheng He's house.

Walking out of the yard, the sun was already setting outside, and several people moved their bodies, basically sitting in front of the computer all day.

Zhao Si said as he walked, "The school's enrollment situation is very good now. I think the elementary school is recovering well."

Cheng He asked: "You are so busy enrolling students in the school now, how can you come here to help?"

Zhao Sizai glanced at Cheng He and said, "Then what can I do? I'll ask the old teacher in your village to help with the enrollment. She doesn't know computer customer service. If I don't come, there will be only Xiaoxue is a poor person..."

Cheng He frowned, thinking I am not human?Am I not busy too?
Wen Xue doesn't like to talk very much, so she smiled softly at this time: "What's wrong with me? I'm not as efficient as you at work! I want to learn from you."

Zhao Si was chuckling, he was still a student after all, and he spoke in a rigid manner.

From the path in front of the door, turn to the side and walk along the pond next to it.

The heat in the evening is not as strong as in the daytime, and walking by the pond, shaded by trees, and the cool breeze blowing by the pond, immediately makes people feel refreshed.

In the evening, the tired birds returned to their nests, and people began to prepare dinner, and the smoke from the kitchen was everywhere, creating a peaceful farm scene.

This situation really has a poetic idyllic beauty.

Zhao Sizai remembered a little poem he had read before, and read it lightly: "At sunset, the smoke rises from the kitchen, the birds return to their nests in the distant mountains, and the forest leaves want to fall asleep, who is the lovesickness? A thousand-acre field of lotus flowers..."

I feel that this poem should be quite appropriate.

Wen Xue clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao is so talented! This poem is really artistic."

Zhao Si smiled: "I didn't write this, I don't have any literary talents! I just read it out."

Further ahead, a duck-herding family was driving hundreds of ducks back.

The hundreds of ducks are still very large, and they are all in the pond and by the side of the road. They all walk forward with their fat buttocks crooked, and they scream loudly.

This made Cheng Xinxin very happy!
She had never seen such a large-scale duck, and excitedly slid down from Cheng He, about to chase those ducks.

Ducks are timid, and when they see someone chasing them, they all run for their lives with a croak, flop around and fall into the water one after another.

Cheng Xinxin laughed beside her, feeling that this was so much fun.

She chased the duck and ran all the way, smiling all the way.Later, I saw a duck driver holding a long stick in his hand, and the ducks were obedient. She herself was also on the side of the road, picking up a small stick, and driving like others.

The small appearance is really naive.

But she had no sense of direction at all. She drove her around and swung her stick here and there, which made the ducks at a loss. They didn't know which way to go, so they had to run away when they saw her.

Cheng He followed behind, also laughing.

I really hope she never grows up and is always so cute.

When the duck was chased away and turned a corner, Cheng Xinxin was still watching from the corner.

Then she raised her head and said to Cheng He: "Dad, do we have so many ducks in our family? I really like ducks, quack quack..."

Cheng He said: "It's not easy to raise ducks. You have to drive them out every day. You can't stop for a day, and you have to pick duck eggs. There are so many things!"

Cheng Xinxin said, "Then I'll drive them out every day and pick up duck eggs with a basket. Duck eggs can grow baby ducks. I like baby ducks!"

It's so childish.

Cheng He said: "Baby, Dad seems to have heard you sing the duck song before, didn't you?"

Cheng Xinxin nodded: "Yes, Teacher Wang in the kindergarten teaches "Catching Ducks". I like Teacher Wang very much."

Cheng He said: "Then do you remember how to sing it? Sing it to Dad again, okay?"

"Well... that's fine." Cheng Xinxin sang the song as if she agreed after considering it.

"The wind blows, the birds sing,

The red sun comes out of Dongshan,
Follow a little girl.

The braid is short, the bamboo pole is long,
Drive a flock of ducklings down the pond,
I am so happy that the duckling sang and sang..."

The immature child's voice echoed on the country road, like a crisp silver bell.

The setting sun stretched the figures of several people into the distance.

After Cheng Xinxin finished singing, she pouted and said, "Dad, I'm the little girl who drives ducks..."

Didn't she catch a duck just now?

Cheng Xinxin laughed, it's impossible to raise ducks like her.

While talking and laughing, a few people came to the east of the village, Cheng Guozhu's house.

The architectural styles in this area are all with their own small courtyards, and every house is like that.

Cheng He's team, plus his family's big yellow dog walked in mightily, and a table of food was already set on the table in the courtyard.

Cheng He said: "Third Brother, what are you doing with so many dishes? We can't eat so much!"

Cheng Guozhu is the third eldest in his family. He is in his 40s, but his seniority is the same as Cheng He, so he called him third brother.

There is indeed a large table of dishes on the table, and they are all meat, just like Chinese New Year.

Like many other homes, bamboo and some hand-woven semi-finished products are piled up everywhere in their yard.

Cheng Guozhu took out a bottle of white wine from the room, and said, "Don't be polite, sit down, sit down. How can there be any dishes? They are all duck meat. I get them from my boss. I usually eat a lot."

Cheng Guozhu nodded.

It is a custom in Nanshan City that brothers are also called according to their ranking. The boss here means his family's eldest brother.

Conversely, when his eldest brother talked about him, he also called him the third child.

Cheng He asked: "Then the group of ducks I just met belonged to the boss of your family?"

The boss of Cheng Guozhu's family seems to have been releasing ducks for nearly 20 years, right?It may be his son who just chased the duck. He is not very old, so Cheng He doesn't know him.

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