portable space

The room was very lively now, everyone gathered in a circle, Wukong and her companions stood in the center, Fan Ming held the gong, and the two little monkeys turned somersaults every time they struck it, having a great time.

Seeing Zhang Taiping come in, Wukong rushed out of the crowd with a chirp and climbed onto his shoulder. He was probably afraid of these women.

"What game are you playing that makes you so happy?" Zhang Taiping asked.

Fan Ming said: "Wukong wants to beat the gong, but let him perform it first."

Yaya said happily: "Dad, Wukong is so fun. I am playing the role of Monkey King, and he can do this and this." As she said this, she put her hand on her eyebrows and looked far away, and also scratched her face.

tooth movement.

Zhang Taiping said: "If we play social fire this year, we can let Wukong play the role of Sun Wukong."

"Is the village planning to raise social responsibility this year?" Cai Yazhi asked.

"It's very possible." Zhang Taiping said.

"Shehuo." Fan Ming thought for a while and said, "Since Wukong likes to play gongs so much, it would be a good idea to let him wear a vest and play gongs."

"Wukong can only knock randomly, but he doesn't understand any tunes." Zhang Taiping shook his head and said.

Fan Ming felt that it would be more fun to let Wukong perform than to let Wukong play the gong. A monkey who can play the gong is definitely two points, so he said: "Wukong is very smart. Although he doesn't know it now, he can be taught to it. When will it be taught?

Playing social games?"

Zhang Taiping said: "Let's go around the Lantern Festival after the Chinese New Year."

"There's still half a month left, that's enough." Fan Ming said, "Brother, please write out the tune, and I'll teach Wukong in the next few days."

Zhang Taiping was not optimistic about Wukong, but he did not reject Fan Ming's enthusiasm. He shook his head with a smile, found a piece of paper, and wrote out the tune of the three musical instruments playing together with crosses and dots.

Fan Ming looked at it and said, "It's not difficult. Wukong will definitely be able to learn it in half a month." Then he said to Wukong, "Do you think so, Wukong?"

Wukong looked at the gong in her hand, stood up on Zhang Taiping's shoulder, patted his weak chest and nodded wildly. He didn't know who he learned this action from.

Fan Ming memorized the music first, then waved to Wukong who was standing on Zhang Taiping's shoulder and said, "Come down and practice. If you want to play the gong, you have to listen to my orders."

Wukong hesitated for a while and finally couldn't bear the temptation of Gong Luo and jumped down from Zhang Taiping's shoulder.

This is an ensemble piece. If you play the gong alone, you won't be able to get the feeling. Fan Ming asked Xiaoxue and Ye Ling to help.

Yaya raised her hands and said, "Sister Fan, I can help too!"

Fan Ming said: "You can watch from the side for a while now, and then I'll switch to you when the time comes, okay?"

"Okay." Yaya stepped back, brought a small bench and sat next to it, supporting her chin with her hand and watching carefully.

Fan Ming handed the music to Xiaoxue and Ye Ling and said: "Xiaoxue, you play the drum, Linger, you play the clip. You guys first look at the tune and remember it." The drum and clip she called were a plastic basin.

Turn it upside down to serve as a drum, and use two wooden boards as clamps.

After a while the two dropped the tune.

"Do you remember?" Fan Ming asked. The two nodded. Fan Ming said, "Then let's get started." After saying that, he handed the gong in his hand to Wukong.

Wukong took the gong into his hand again, jumped twice on the ground with great joy, and then started banging it.

Fan Ming quickly waved his hand and said: "Stop, stop! What are you knocking on?"

Wukong stopped and looked at Fan Ming in confusion, with a somewhat innocent expression on his face.

Fan Ming walked over and poked its head and said, "If you don't obey my orders, I won't give you gongs. Do you understand that you have to obey my orders?"

Wukong hid the gong behind his back, nodding his little head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay, let's get started. Xiaoxue, you go first." Fan Ming raised her hand and made a downward motion and said to Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue thought for a while and then started to use two small wooden sticks to knock the plastic pot according to the tune. The sound of the bouncing sound was only the rhythm of the drum, but there was no momentum at all.

After playing the prelude and entering the stage of playing, Fan Ming asked Xiaoxue to stop temporarily, and then said to Wukong: "It's time for you to play..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wukong's gong sounded, still without any rhythm.

Fan Ming quickly stopped her and scolded: "Why are you so anxious? I haven't told you the tune yet!"

Wukong looked at her innocently, wondering in his heart why she stopped knocking now because she started knocking.

Fan Ming didn't look at its expression and said: "When you knock, knock twice first, then pause slightly, then knock once, then knock three times, pause slightly, then knock twice..." She was afraid that Wukong wouldn't remember it.

Live, so I only talked about a small part.

Wukong was really smart, and after Fan Ming started, he knocked again as she asked.

"Very good!" Fan Ming praised Wukong, "Come on, let's continue..."

Fan Ming was the general conductor next to her. The two of them and a little monkey were watching the "gongs and drums" under her command. There was also a little figure next to her who was studying seriously with her chin propped up.

Zhang Taiping watched this scene and felt it was a bit funny, but as long as they were happy and brought fun to everyone, no matter how noisy they were, he smiled silently and walked out of the house.

Cai Yazhi also walked out and stood beside him.

"Why did you come out in such a cold weather?"

"It's okay." Cai Yazhi flipped her hair around her ears. Without the hard and difficult life before, she has a natural charm that can always be expressed inadvertently. However, this kind of beauty can only be seen by Zhang Taiping.

You can see it. Looking at a large pile of plum blossom saplings in the center of the yard, he asked, "It is winter and the climate is too cold, so it is not suitable for planting trees. What will you do with the saplings now?"

People think that the best time to plant trees in spring is when the ground temperature rises and flowers bloom. In fact, the best time to plant trees is winter. If planted in spring, there will be a slow adaptation period, and the trees will miss it.

Spring is a great opportunity for growth, and if planted in winter, the trees can take root early in the ground. When spring comes, they can sprout and grow leaves like old trees. This reduces the time for the trees to adapt and greatly shortens the life of the trees.

growth cycle.

However, if you plant in winter, you need to take some corresponding cold protection measures. Zhang Taiping is too lazy to do these tasks now, so he has no plans to plant them before the year.

The answer was: "First dig an open space in the lavender field and bury the saplings in it, and bring some hot water from the hot springs around it so that you are not afraid of freezing the saplings. We will make plans after the new year when the climate picks up."

"What should we do tonight?" Cai Yazhi asked. "Leaving the saplings outside for one night in such cold weather may freeze the saplings."

Zhang Taiping took a shovel from the side and said, "I'll get it right now."

"It's late at night..."

Zhang Taiping smiled and shook his head and said: "It's okay, it will be done in a moment. Don't follow me."

Finally, Cai Yazhi went into the house, added another piece of clothing, and followed her out, staying with Zhang Taiping.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhang Taiping said as he held her in his arms.

Cai Yazhi raised her head and smiled and said, "It's so lonely when you're alone. I'll come over and talk to you."

Zhang Taiping let go of her and shouted in the direction of the house: "Lion!"

After a while, the lion ran over and surrounded the two of them.

Zhang Taiping said to Cai Yazhi: "You hug the lion, this guy is furry and warm all over."

Cai Yazhi hugged the lion's huge body, and the long, lustrous and soft hair of the lion's body really made her body feel a lot warmer.

Zhang Taiping dug an area of ​​30 square meters and one foot deep on the edge of the lavender field, then lifted the plum blossom saplings from the yard and placed the roots inside, covering them with soil. He also introduced a small stream of hot water from the hot spring.

After surrounding it once, the temperature here immediately increased a lot, and there was no longer a cold feeling.

I thought that by doing this, I could keep the saplings from being damaged by freezing and allow them to grow a little longer underground, which would be more beneficial when they are planted later in the year.

After doing this, Zhang Taiping washed his hands and said, "Go back."

Cai Yazhi said: "Don't be in a hurry to go back, let's talk here."