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Everyday day, stationed in the village

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Everyday day, stationed in the village

The year begins and the work continues. Although it has not yet reached the fifteenth day of the first month, I have already gone to the village several times. Today's town appraisal was attended by some party member representatives and villager representatives, and the task force could also help Fan Zhishu when they were present. Early in the morning, Yang Wenlei and Yuan Huai set off from Nanyang together, and Peng Hao still had some things to do, so he didn't call him again.

On the way, we are discussing the opening of spring, what trees should be planted in the village, and we can also organize village cadres to go to some places to go around, and also let them broaden their horizons. But I didn't expect to drive through the high-speed station entrance, and when I found it, I was already crossing the high-speed railway bridge to The Inner Township Station.

Go around to the Wang shop for breakfast. I bought a piece of tofu next door to the peppery soup shop, which looks like an old tofu similar to Mashan.

The old lady who sells tofu is more than seventy years old, and she said that the tofu is all ground by their family, and also said that the tofu on the side of Mashan, Zhengwan and Maishan is also sent by their family.

Back in the village, Fan Zhishu was already preparing. Before the town evaluation team arrived, a preparatory meeting was convened for the village group cadres.

There were still enough people attending the examination and evaluation meeting that the training classroom on the second floor was almost full.

In terms of agenda arrangement, Fan Zhishu was still allowed to report on behalf of the team, and then the cadres of the Three Committees, Qin Genyu, Zhao Jianwei, Zhang Shuling, Fan Gao, Zhang Mi, and Zhao Guangcai, were separately debriefed, and finally there was a classified vote, and there was a conversation link after the end.

Fan Zhishu arranged to eat braised noodles at the Ying Kailai Hotel in the town. Also attending were Xue Accountant, Shu Ling and Zhang Mi.

It is also equivalent to a bowl of ends, plus a large pot dish.

While waiting for dinner, secretary Chao Qi briefly reported on the development of the work in the village, and also said that he rushed to the village on the first day of work the day before yesterday, and also had a simple meal with Fan Zhishu.

After the Spring Festival, the village party secretary took wine from home, brought steamed bean buns, fried fish pieces and team members to fight tooth sacrifices, and lived a "year" that had not yet passed the fifteenth. It is said that this is the fish and water situation that the task force and the villagers of Fangang get along with, and it is said that the big is the continuation of the traditional Spring Festival culture in the countryside.

The head of the Jinma Bridge, the intersection of Hexi Road, has become a sapling market. There are mainly poplar saplings, eucommia saplings and a few cypress saplings and osmanthus saplings.

People who go to buy saplings either buy a bundle of poplar saplings or a bundle of eucommia saplings. The cypress saplings are only one or two, and they are ready to be planted in the cemetery.

Poplar saplings are four or five pieces large, eucommia saplings are small two or three cents, and large ones can also be sold for more than one piece. Cypress trees will cost up to fifteen or six pieces.

The seventy-four-year-old Liu of Hekou Village and his wife also sold Eucommia seedlings there, but the seedlings they sold grew small, saying that they were three cents a tree.

He said that other places on the street were not sold, but had to be sold at the head of the Hexi Bridge. Now is the time to plant trees, and it is almost Arbor Day.

They planted half an acre of eucommia seedlings. Seedlings are first bred with eucommia seeds, and then planted in the ground when the seedlings grow. They are selling seedlings that have only grown for one year, and the seedlings that were bred during the waxing moon of the previous year are now dug up and sold.

They all came out at eight o'clock in the morning to sell, and only then did they sell four or five bundles, a bundle of fifty trees, fifteen dollars. At noon, Yamu went to the restaurant to eat, just bought some bread and chicken cake.

Prepare to go to the White Temple to see the White Temple (temple), and by the way, see if Liu Xiao is there.

From the side of the road from the town to the White Temple, you can see a number of people busy in the field, some digging saplings, some planting saplings. This is the scene of the countryside at the beginning of spring.

At the edge of Panhe Village, seventy-year-old Zhang Wenhan and his wife dug poplar saplings together. He said that he didn't have to sell it in the town, someone came to pull it, and people asked for one or two hundred, and one tree could give four or five pieces.

However, there are some crooked ones, he said that it can't be sold, and the wooden people want it, and then cut it and then insert it.

The gate of baimiao village was locked, and Liu Xiao had not yet arrived in the village. Go to the water's edge to see the White Temple (temple), the gate is also locked.

There is no name for the temple at the door. Couplets were also posted for the New Year. The grace of the gods is vast and the family is rich, and the white dragon is proud of everyone.2 Written on the heart of the door is that the rivers and mountains are shown through the ages, and the flowers and trees are four times spring.

In the wheat field next to it, the man was spraying herbicides, and the wife picked up the water and stood aside to cooperate.

Ask the woman what the temple is called. She said it was called the White Dragon Ye Temple. I thought that the name of the temple was the same as the name of the village.

This period is good, and the wheat seedlings are growing vigorously. The Arab mother-in-law on the mound is almost all flowering, and the pogai grass in the middle of the wheat seedlings is about to bloom.

When you spray the herbicide, the weeds will disappear immediately. Weeding operations have been an important procedure for farmland cultivation since ancient times. Because of the emergence of herbicides, it is equivalent to saying that this link has disappeared. Although it reduces the amount of labor, it also makes the crop planting lose some of its fun.

On the hillside north of the village, there is a ancestral hall. Naturally, the New Year couplet is indispensable.

Mu hand burns incense to wish for the good of the year, and humbly holds the candle to pray for the peace of the season.

There is also a great hall of mother earth behind the ancestral hall. Naturally, there are also couplets. The bitter sea is boundless and where to find the shore, Cihang has crossed here to board the boat.

The same couplet was seen in the Cihang Palace on the Cangzhou Grand Canal. Between the mountains and wilderness, it is always a little difficult to let people sail on the boat.

On both sides of the Main Hall of Mother Earth, two banners were also hung, one for the people, and the other for the world to be just and the world to be united.

In the village, I met eighty-five-year-old Zhao Hanchi. Ask him who in the village used to grind in the mountains.

He said that when he was a child, he had seen them polishing discs, and it was a big age. We've beaten it. It turns out that the polishing is not there. When I was a child herding cattle, I saw them grinding there.

Several slopes behind the village can be polished, the east side is called the east slope, the north side is called the back slope, and the west side is called the west slope, all of which have been milled. They were all beaten by the people of the old society, and they were all dead.

When I was still a baby, I went up the hill to herd cattle and saw people grinding, there were grinding plates, there were milling plates, there were stones, and everything was beaten.

Our slope is full of redstone, a little bubble, which means that the stone is not wear-resistant.

It's all digging and digging in the mountains, and that's a lot of work. Dig a hole, take the wedge and wedge it, and lift it up. Well, all transported away by ox cart, who knows where to transport.

In an empty field, there is still a platform, which is also overgrown with weeds. The old man said that was the place where the opera used to be sung. On the two cement poles, I don't know who also posted the couplet. This has only been the case throughout the ages, and it is always appropriate to make up light makeup and thick foam (wipe). There is no neat pair of couplets, but it is suitable for reminiscing about the dramatic life.

Back in the village, I still saw a few plates of stone mills in the corner. He could point out which was the stone mill they had made on the hillside and which one had been made elsewhere. It can be clearly seen that the stone mills made in other places are better than the stone mills they have made on the mountain.

In a broad sense, the making and use of stone mills, stone mills, and stone mills is like a continuation of the Neolithic Age. The clanging sound of stone grinding in the drifting mountains and fields, and the disappearance of the functions of stone grinding, stone grinding, and stone milling, truly represent the end of the Neolithic Era.

Then I went around to the village department of The Grinding Gang and saw Zhou Zichun standing in front of the cultural stage playing with his mobile phone. At this time, the town was still evaluating the Three Committees at their place, saying that it was almost over.

At night, the old fan who watched the gate at the smoke station called over to eat. In fact, when he returned to the village the day before yesterday, he had already said that he had made arrangements, and that he would call the task force and then ask the station chief of Shangjiang to sit together. It's just that Jiang Station Chief didn't sit down temporarily.

Lao Fan's two sons still made a large table of dishes, and his son also went back to help greet him. Also participating was Liu Xiaojian, a microcomputer at the tobacco station, and the station manager could not participate when he went out to a meeting.

Special thanks to Lao Fan for their warm hospitality, but also thanks to their old two as the task force's small vegetable garden planting consultant.

Lao Fan's daughter-in-law teaches Chinese at the village primary school, and Yuan Huai said that many people in his family are in education, and then he said that he would give Lao Fan's daughter-in-law that if the title of Jin needed a certificate of achievement, he could ask him for help.

[Has been paying attention to a public account called "Cycling Ji", the author Yang Wenlei a diary every day, recording the daily life of the village, the writing seems to be random but full of literary style, this is his yesterday's note, a reprint. 】

Everyday day, stationed in the village
Everyday day, stationed in the village

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