Pamper Eighties

Niu Xingsheng died just like that, in a way that no one could imagine, and Feng Yimin was no exception. He hadn't figured out a trick to deal with Niu Xingsheng, and the other party was already dead, and he couldn't tell in his heart. What does it feel like, why did this person die suddenly?

On this day, he went to the commune to hold a meeting and talked to Li Aiguo about this matter. Li Aiguo's expression was indescribably strange, and after a while, he told him: "Niu Xingsheng is courting his own death, and everyone in their village saw it. Now, he was very drunk in the middle of the night, and shouted madly. He ran to the mountain and fell to his death. The people in their village didn't find him until the next morning. Everyone was cold. It's no one's fault for dying. He is lucky, and he died at the right time. In a few days, it may not be so decent, just wait."

Feng Yimin was in a fog, and he couldn't guess the mystery. As a result, two or three months later, news of the downfall of Niu Xingsheng's old leader came.

It just so happened that Niu Xingsheng bought fake seeds and was stabbed on them. He was going to eat them and hang them, but the old leader kept him, but he didn't think there was a deep network behind the fake seeds. When he came down, he followed the vine and felt the melon, and pointed to the old leader.

The old leader can get along well with people like Niu Xingsheng, which shows that he is not clean. If the people above check it out, won't he be fired? Even with Niu Xingsheng, the jerk, even if he is dead, his reputation after death is not good. The people's fat and people's cream that he has been searching for so many years has also been found out and completely confiscated.

Feng Yimin is no longer a threat, and the big stone on his heart has finally been removed. Otherwise, keeping so many people alive in the world will always be a disaster for the people in his family. After such a toss, now that God has opened his eyes, let alone the happiness in his heart.

When Old Man Feng heard the news, he was so happy that he drank two more drinks, slapped the table and said loudly, "Hahaha, the surnamed Niu is dead, and the backer behind him is also dead, you say why this person is so bad. A person who has become a high-ranking official can still be scared to death? How can such a small coward be so greedy?"

"Who knows?" Feng Yimin curled his lips and said disdainfully: "The bad things are over, and they deserve to die. Finally, God opened his eyes and took them all away."

When they said these words, Mengmeng was there too. This time it's none of her business. She doesn't even know who the old leader is. Even Niu Xingsheng's death has nothing to do with her, Mengmeng I just want to teach him a lesson, and I don't care if he falls into a fool.

At this moment, Mengmeng is holding half a big watermelon in her arms, and from time to time, she digs out a spoonful or two of red and bright watermelon flesh and puts it into her mouth. It tastes sweet and delicious, and it is delicious to eat. Not greasy.

Feng Yimin heard the sound of his daughter chomping on the watermelon, and a smile slowly spread on his face. It's already October, and winter is coming soon. What is good?

Feng Yimin's family was not short of money, and they lived comfortably back then. The people in the village were not so happy. Today they planted and sold two crops of watermelons, but they didn't make much more than last year. Why is this? ?

Because many villages in the nearby Shili Baxiang also grow watermelons. Anything is worthless. Not to mention fresh fruits, all of them will be listed as soon as they are on the market. There is no plan. No matter how delicious the watermelons in Taoyuan Village are, they will be sold The price was not high, but in the end, the cooperative made a decisive decision and directly hired a car to transport it to the next door to save the sale, so that the villagers did not lose money.

The villagers are finally awake. There will definitely be more and more watermelons in the future, and they will become rotten street things, and they will become less and less valuable. Their depression has reached a peak in an instant. This person is afraid of comparing watermelons in the past. How rare and precious, no one will care about it soon, they continue to grow watermelons, and they will be just like ordinary crops in the future, and they will no longer be able to make big money.

After thinking about it, the people in the village couldn't come up with a good solution. One or two places came to the brigade to complain: "Village chief, what should we do? We can't go on like this, those villages are really, Don't you know how to plant something else? You have to rush to plant watermelons with us, why are you so thick-skinned? Village chief, why don't you go and tell them that they should stop planting watermelons? This watermelon is ours. Why let them grow all the specialties in the village?"

"What kind of stupid idea? If you want to? Why don't you tell it yourself?"

Feng Yimin rolled his eyes and taught a lesson very rudely: "Didn't I tell you all before? Watermelons are grown in other villages, so we have to grow something else, you see what my family grows. There are so many fruit trees, why don't you know how to learn from me? After next year, the fruit trees in my family will also bear fruit, and they will definitely sell for a high price. When I asked you to listen to me, you refused to listen, and now I am asking What am I doing? I'm not a fairy."

The villagers regretted it. In fact, the village chief had warned them a long time ago, but they refused to believe it. They only knew that they stared at the little sesame seeds in front of them and lost the big watermelon behind them. Their hearts are very uncomfortable.

At this time, the villagers had no other choice, and quickly expressed their attitude to Feng Yimin: "Village Chief, what you said is correct, so we can plant fruit trees now, right?"

Feng Yimin didn't finish his words, but reminded them: "You have to think about it yourself, it's not easy to grow fruit trees, the investment in the front is very large, how much fruit can be produced in the back, and whether the fruit tastes good or not? There is no guarantee, in short, there are risks, and the responsibility has to be borne by oneself, even if there is a cooperative in the village, if no one is willing to buy it in the market, it will be no use, do you think this is the truth?"

"Village Chief, everything you say is right."

The villagers have completely lost their temper. They must plant. They will definitely regret it more after they don’t plant. They all expressed their determination: “Village Chief, I have already thought about it. No matter how hard life is, it will not be as hard as before. If you don’t work, you will only be If I can starve to death, not only do I have to plant fruit trees at home, but I also have to build a greenhouse, and when others plant two crops, I will plant three crops, and in the winter, I will work **** them.”

Feng Yimin said with a smile: "Okay, I plan to grow strawberries at home this year, will you follow?"

None of the villagers had heard of strawberries, and they were all confused and asked, "Village chief, what are strawberries?"

Feng Yimin said what he had thought up for a long time: "March Yuehong, have you all eaten it? It's similar to that thing, but it's bigger and sweeter than that one. This is strawberry, and I have already talked to Hao. The professor has discussed it, when we plant strawberries, he will send someone over to help guide us, if you want to plant, we will pool money together to buy seeds."

This time, everyone in the village has learned to be smart, and they will definitely not suffer a loss if they follow the village chief.

The people in the village made up their minds and set off a vigorous construction of greenhouses in this October. Every household has set up greenhouses in the fields. With the successful experience of the old Feng family, they are also very easy to set up. There are students who understand where they are, and they quickly planted strawberries. There are those clever people who have also planted vegetables and fruits of all ages, waiting for a bumper harvest in the greenhouse to make a lot of money.

All of a sudden, the slack farming was no longer at all. The people in the village would go to the greenhouse every day before dawn to work, fetching water, fertilizing, weeding, and everything was not easy. They worked from morning to night. There is no more careful service.

Such a large scale of planting has attracted the attention of the above. The leaders have been thinking about Taoyuan Village. Of course, they must pay attention to the new achievements. The result of the attention is that Taoyuan Village has appeared in the newspaper again. One crop after another, I am very curious about this greenhouse and the vegetables and fruits in the greenhouse. After the photo was published, the people of the whole country made a sensation again, especially those northern provinces. The greenhouse technology can be regarded as a solution to their big problem in winter. If you can learn this technique, will you still have to worry about the vegetable basket in the future?

The leaders were able to prevent people from coming to study at the beginning, but more and more people came later. They couldn't stop them even if they wanted to. They almost regretted their bowels. I learned, what else is there to do with them?

However, the people of Taoyuan Village are not fools. They can learn how to grow watermelons. The greenhouse technology is not that simple. The villagers have negotiated the caliber. , The work in the field is busy.

The strawberries in the greenhouse are carefully served every day. They grow from a seed to a seedling. The seedling grows bigger and bigger, turns green, blooms, pollinates, and bears fruit. At first, the strawberry fruit was very small. Just like the little fingernail, it gradually became bigger and bigger, gradually became red, and when it was cooked, the taste was really sweet, and it was a hundred times better than March Red.

Mengmeng is the first person to taste strawberries. She has been thinking about the strawberries from the day they bear fruit. With her help, the strawberries in the old Feng's house have more and bigger fruits than others, and the taste is more attractive. Man, this batch of strawberries is ripe, Mengmeng sees the sky and goes to the greenhouse to pick it with a small basket.

Today she came again, carrying a small basket and went to the garden. In this cold winter, the greenhouse is very warm, and even the soil is covered with plastic film, and the bright red strawberries grow in the On this film, even the smallest dolls can take them off, so it also attracts a large number of tourists.

These tourists who bring their own family are all happy to bring their little dolls to pick strawberries. They can enjoy the fun of picking strawberries with little money. Moreover, the greenhouse is surprisingly clean, and there is no dirt. I can't see it, and of course there are no annoying bugs. Once the fresh strawberry fruit is picked, it is completely clean and can be eaten directly. This is what some anxious little dolls do. One bite will kill a basket of strawberries in the blink of an eye.

Mengmeng has been particular about her since she was a child. No matter how clean she is, she has to wash it before eating it. After picking a full basket, she took it home and asked her grandmother to make her a strawberry pot milk.

The method is also very simple, mash the fresh strawberries, add goat milk and a little sugar, pour it into the pot and boil it and drink it. It has the richness of milk and the sweetness of strawberries. It is warm to drink, not to mention What a pleasure.

Mengmeng finished drinking a full pot, and stuck out her tongue to lick the bubbles off her mouth. The satisfied little look was very funny. If the pot was not clean, she would even bury her little head. Go in and lick it again, it's really so delicious.

For the extra strawberries, Mrs. Feng burned some syrup in the pot, and dipped a bunch of strawberries into it, and it came out as strawberry rock candied haws. When she took a bite, it was crispy, and the thick juice overflowed her mouth, more than any other. Candy is delicious.

Mengmeng has finished drinking the strawberry pot milk, her stomach is full, and her eyes are still bright when she sees the strawberry rock candied gourd. She grabs a bunch and licks it happily. The layer of syrup on the outside is too sticky to her teeth. I like to lick it and eat it.

"Eat slowly, there are so many strawberries at home, and there are strawberry jam and canned strawberries in the refrigerator." Madam Feng looked at her little granddaughter lovingly. Very, she also likes to eat this rock candied gourd, and she eats it more than anyone else. These fruit snacks are very rare in the eyes of tourists, but they can eat them every day, and they can eat them in different ways. Not to mention how beautiful the day was.

These days, the villagers are counting the strawberries in the greenhouse, smiling wherever they go. It’s true that they listened to the village chief’s words. Before such a delicious fruit was on the market, tourists all came. There is no publicity at all, all rely on the word of mouth of tourists.

The village has already negotiated, and is about to buy strawberries and transport them to the provincial capital to sell. This time, no one is planting strawberries. It is even more rare in this cold weather. It will definitely sell for a big price. They can still sell watermelons, and so many cucumbers, squashes, and vegetables. It's so easy to make money that it's worth the hard work.

Greenhouses have achieved a bumper harvest, and the cooperatives are doing very well. Their specialty stores in provincial capitals are almost turning into vegetable and fruit markets, and they are extremely popular. Everyone in the city knows that in winter, If you want to eat vegetables and fruits, you can only come to them to buy them. Can the business be bad?

With the help of the greenhouse technology, the people in the village made a fortune again, and they counted their money to the point of being soft-handed. For a family like Lao Feng's family, who had a lot of planting, it was even more so that their hands cramped. If you have money, you will naturally enjoy it. Mrs. Feng has a brand new look.

People in the village saw her that day and almost didn't recognize her. What did they see? Mrs. Feng's hair was permed, it looked like a chicken coop from a distance, and it was dyed yellow. People who didn't know it thought she was a foreigner. It was fashionable, it was simply too fashionable.

The old sisters and daughters-in-law in the village all gathered around to look at them, and they heard enviously: "Aiyoyo, you are really the most fashionable old lady in our village, even those foreign tourists can't compare to you, Look at your clothes, tsk tsk tsk so decent, is it leather or fur? Why do I look like a noble lady? Where did you buy it? And your hair? How did you get it done? What? Why is there such a beautiful color?"

Madam Feng stroked her hair happily and said, "This is the most popular chicken coop in the provincial capital. I heard from my old man that it has become popular in the south, and we have opened several stores in the provincial capital. If you want to fix it too, go to the provincial capital and ask anyone at random. They all know that people who want to go have to hurry up. Damn me, it takes hours to burn a head."

She adjusted her collar again and said, "My clothes are fur on the outside and leather on the inside, and they are all real fur. My old man just bought it for me from the north, and the price is not too expensive. , don't mention how warm it is to put on your body, you see, I don't even wear a sweater inside, and it's so hot that I'm about to sweat. I went to perm my hair today, and several girls in the city asked me about it. I happen to have it at home. If you want to buy it, you can go to the canteen and have a look, it’s all from the villagers, I’ll give you the most affordable price, and it’s definitely not the same price as those people in the city.”

Good guy, the old man Feng quietly came up with new tricks, or he said that people can make a fortune. If the price is right, they also want to buy it back and enjoy it.

Since this day, there have been several chicken coop heads in the village one after another, and people have dyed them in any color, red, yellow, purple, and brown, and one is more fashionably dressed than the other. Just looking at the back, it is more foreign than that foreigner. As for the people, the villagers are looking forward to their lives these days. When they have spare time, they like to dance a few break dances. There is no one in the spirit, and no one in the whole commune does not envy them.