My Wife Is A Village Tyrant

Sister Wang was very satisfied with the 20 women workers she recruited. She had a good memory. She asked the women workers to introduce themselves. After that, she remembered them.

"Starting tomorrow, you will work here. When you get here, there are rules for everything. As for me, I'm very strict, but I'm also very talkative. In the workshop, one is one, and the other is two. Everyone must follow the rules. Outside the workshop, we are sisters. We can talk and chat. Anyone who has any difficulties can come to me. If they can help, I will not be stingy. If they can't, I have my own principles.

In the future, we will get along well and cooperate happily. Get along for a long time, you will naturally know what kind of person I am. Let's break up now. When people come tomorrow, gather here. I want to count the number of people. "

"Yes, sister Wang." Everyone tacitly called her sister Wang, regardless of her age.

It's easier to call all of them sister Wang.

In the evening, Zhang Jia set up a few tables, and the trip to Chu came. Even Mrs. Liu and sister Xiang also came. Everyone was celebrating that there was a incense making workshop in Haitang village, and also celebrating ahead of time that the workshop would start tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a good day for the people of Haitang village. Not only the workshop starts, but they also have to pick the first crop of flowers in the flower field. Picking flowers looks simple, but there are also many things to pay attention to.

Flowers can be picked to what extent, flowers should be classified, what flowers should be picked with scissors, what flowers should be directly cut off with nails, what flowers should be fertilized immediately after picking, what flowers should be watered two days later after picking.

All in all, there are a lot of details.

This is not only picking flowers, but also a very deep, very detailed and complex knowledge.

When Lin Changqing was drinking tea before dinner, he heard sister Wang and sister Xiang talking about this with Mrs. Liu. He listened carefully throughout the whole process, but after listening, he really didn't remember anything.

It's so hard!

He has to admit that planting flowers is not only about planting, but also has many things to pay attention to. Unlike ordinary crops, which are handed down from generation to generation, they never change from year to year and from season to season.

Looking at the women in front of him, Lin Changqing felt that they were all too powerful. He didn't know before. He always thought that women were at home, weeding some vegetable fields, or going up the mountain to collect firewood and do needlework.

Since seeing Zhang Qiao's ability, he has known more talented women. It turns out that women can live like this, and they can live better than men.

Lin Changqing can't help but think of his daughter. No matter how he persuades and coaxes her, her daughter just doesn't want to go to the village yard to read like Zhang Qian. Even his son, that's forcing the village yard.

Lin Changqing has a feeling that other people's children are better than his own.

Sometimes when he comes home and looks at his children, he has a feeling of disgust.

How can you be so unremitting?

How can others be so sensible?

I don't understand!

In summer, early in the morning, the villagers get up early. After eating breakfast, they are all excited and ready to pick flowers in the field.

Wang Jie and Xiang Jie, as well as Mrs. Liu and Zhang Qiao, came to the gate of the village ancestral hall.

Everyone had been waiting for them to come. They were excited and said hello.

Standing in front of the crowd, Lin Changqing invited sister Wang to talk to us about what we should pay attention to, and then went to the flower fields together.

Not every family grows the same flowers, so we need to wait in the field for sister Wang and sister Xiang to guide us, and then pick them by ourselves.

Flowers by Jin process, the day settlement.

On the other side of the factory, the director of Chu's trip asked people to prepare all the things that should be prepared. Rows of drying racks and piles of dustpans were waiting for the villagers to come back with the picked flowers on their backs.

"It's still early for you to watch here. I'll go and have a look in the field." Chu's trip came to zhangjiahua field. He could not help but be in a good mood when he saw them holding scissors in their hands and putting their left hand on their chest, cutting and putting them at the same time.

This is the harvest season, how can people not happy?

The old man and his wife are all from jinliu, and the old man and his wife are all from jinliu.

Gu Qian and Shi Song were also there. The men were wearing bamboo hats, holding scissors in hand, and hanging bamboo baskets on their chests, shuttling among the flowers. It was funny.

Zhang Qiao moves her eyes to Gu Qian and sees him bow down to cut flowers. From the side, you can see his perfect profile and slender figure. Today, he was wearing a light blue suit. Although he was working in the field, he was not like a villager at all. Instead, he was like an immortal falling among the flowers. He was applying his scissors and magic to the flowers to make the flowers around him bloom more brightly.

Gu Qian turned to look at her and gave her a little smile. His eyes were full of fun. He seemed to say, "do you think I'm good-looking?"

Zhang Qiao spits out her tongue and makes a face. She turns her head and stares at Liu's eyes. Suddenly she froze and her face is burning.finished!

Just now, the two of them were flirting with each other. Would they all fall into her mother's eyes?

Liu Shi looked at her and nodded, which meant a lot and made her smile.

Sample! You think you can hide it?

Don't you think I caught you right now?

Zhang Qiao's heart was pounding. She didn't dare to look at Liu again. She bowed her head to concentrate on her work. Gu Qian saw all this in his eyes, looked around Zhang Qiao to Liu Shi, gave her a little smile and nodded gently.

Very sincere attitude!

Liu chuckled.

Zhang Dacheng, standing opposite her, asked, "Cuihua, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing? I'm just thinking, we're planting flowers for the first time, but it's going to be a good harvest right now. The crops in the field are good. Should our family have a good harvest? "

Liu's idea has its own meaning.

Zhang Dacheng did not understand her meaning, asked: "what do you mean?"

Liu Shi angrily glanced at him: "my son has married his daughter-in-law. Is it time to have a grandson? My daughter is already so old. Is it time to find a son-in-law? "

Now Zhang Dacheng understood. It turns out that what she said about family harvest is to increase family members.

It's a good harvest.

"Yes, yes! you are right! It's time for us to have a good harvest. " With that, he happily looked at the young people in the field, looked at the children, and was very happy.

"Uncle and Aunt Zhang, here I am! The flowers in your field are in good bloom. These flowers are difficult to serve, but what you grow is really good. " Chu Zhi walked over and said hello with a smile.

Zhang Dacheng said modestly, "it's not that we take good care of them, but that the Tang brothers teach them well. There have been problems several times, and the seedlings are beginning to wilt. Thanks to the Tang brothers, under his guidance, they are saved."