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Zhang Taiping did not expect that the old village chief had been hesitating about such a thing for so long. He could feel that Zhang Taiping was about to become prosperous, but he came to plead for the whole village. This was not for his own private interests but for

The interests of the collective. But he still felt that he took little care of Zhang Taiping at that time, and it was indeed a shame to come forward to request now.

Zhang Taiping said without hesitation: "Uncle Han people can rest assured. If I can become prosperous, I will naturally take care of the village so that everyone can become rich together." Zhang Taiping said this because the village did treat Cai Yazhi's mother in the past few years.

My daughter takes good care of her, otherwise she wouldn’t have been assigned the valley near the backyard as her own orchard.

The other is that I am somewhat impressed by the quality of the old village chief. It is not easy for the old village chief to wipe his face and ask for a favor from a junior. What's more, the old village chief also takes it as his responsibility to lead the whole village to get rich and contribute to the well-being of the people in the village.

I feel uneasy because my life is not improving under my own leadership.

When the old village chief heard Zhang Taiping's words, his wrinkled face relaxed. He drank another drink and said: "You don't need to put in much effort, as long as you can give some guidance or get the villagers to work together."

Just hold it."

"Uncle Han Min's words are very strange. I am also a member of the village. My prosperity is the prosperity of the village, and the prosperity of the village is my prosperity. They are inseparable from each other. But today, Uncle Han Min said

You called me here to say this alone, and you treated me like an outsider."

"I'm not treating you like an outsider."

"Then what else does Uncle Hanmin have to worry about?"

"Then the old man just said what he said." He pursed his lips and sorted out his thoughts. "Commander, to be honest, you were really useless in the past few years." He paused and saw that Zhang Taiping had no reaction and continued, "People in the village

The opinion of you is indeed not good, so I’m not afraid that it will leave some unsolved knots in your heart. Now everyone in the village can see that you have changed a lot, and their views on you are gradually changing. I hope you will have a better understanding of the past.

Don’t take things to heart.”

Only then did Zhang Taiping realize that the most important thing today was this sentence. The old village chief was still afraid of what Zhang Taiping would think of the villagers' previous attitude. Today he just came to explain it and asked for a guarantee. He said in a funny voice.

"Uncle Hanmin, don't worry. I'm not so stingy that I'm angry with the whole village. Besides, it's no wonder that I was a different person before. I can't blame others. Let him go past what happened in the past. As long as we can get along well in the future.

That’s it.”

"Okay, the handsome man is very handsome and has the same demeanor as your father. Come and have one!"

Zhang Taiping raised his glass and clinked it with the village chief, and then clinked it with Wang Gui, who had been silent next to him.

The village chief was obviously a little drunk. "Commander, just go ahead and do it. If you need anything, just say it. If you can satisfy me, I will try my best to satisfy you. If you need me to move my butt that day, I can always ask the village chief to do it."

I'll give it to you, as long as you can bring the village out of poverty."

"When something happens, I will definitely trouble my uncle."

Next, the village chief's tongue was a little loud: "Commander, do you think there is any good way to lead the village to prosperity?"

"This can't be done overnight, it needs to be considered over the long term."

"Then... what do you... think about next?" The old village chief's tongue no longer obeyed his command.

"Let's finish the orchard first, we can't tell for sure about the other things. Uncle, don't drink if you drink too much."

"Not much, I'm happy today, I'll do it again... and a few more..." He fell down before he could finish his words.

Wang Gui gave Zhang Taiping a wry smile. Zhang Taiping stood up to say goodbye, and Wang Gui sent him to the gate of the courtyard. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when he got home, and there was still rice in the pot. Zhang Taiping had just drank it at the village chief's house.

I drank wine and now I'm a little hungry. I ate two bowls.

After dinner, we went to the back room. Yaya was writing alone in the room, and Zhang Taiping didn't disturb her. There was no sign of Cai Yazhi in the backyard, so she must be in the orchard in the back valley.

When we came to the back valley, we saw Cai Yazhi clearing weeds among the fruit trees. No amount of land could support such a diligent person. Five or six acres of flat land had been cleared away, except for the flourishing strawberries.

Apart from this, there are almost no other plants visible.

Zhang Taiping spent the whole afternoon helping Cai Yazhi clean up the weeds under the peach trees on both sides of the slope. After dinner, Zhang Taiping did not sit in the yard anymore. It is already October 24th of the lunar calendar.

It will be November in a few days, and winter has arrived.

I sat on the kang and watched the TV with Yaya for a while, but my mind was not on the TV, but thinking about things in the yard.

He said to Cai Yazhi: "Except for the few fruit trees that were planted a few days ago, the other fruit trees in the orchard will bear fruit next year. However, the surrounding area of ​​the orchard is too empty, so we need to plant something else that can block people."

Cai Yazhi suggested planting some wild jujube trees, which are a kind of thorn tree that grows naturally in the mountains. They vary in height. The short ones can be crossed in one step, but the tall ones can grow to two or three meters high. In this kind of thing,

It is covered with thorns ranging from centimeters to inches in length, which can effectively prevent people and animals from passing by. In addition, in autumn, the tree will be covered with wild dates. The red dates taste sour and sweet, which is what children eat when they break corns.

Our favorite.

"Well, the wild jujube tree is a kind of tree, but we can't plant all of them. It's too monotonous."

Cai Yazhi asked, what else is there? Can Zanthoxylum bungeanum trees be used? Most of the orchards in rural areas are surrounded by Zanthoxylum bungeanum trees. They can grow thorns to ward off people and produce Zanthoxylum bungeanum. It is also a kind of harvest.

"Forget it about Sichuan peppercorns. It will be too labor-intensive to pick. Besides, the ripening time of Sichuan peppercorns and the grapes are in tandem. Will you be managing the grapes or the Sichuan peppercorns?"

Cai Yazhi thought about it. The grapes must be important, but she couldn't do it if she left the peppercorns alone and dropped them one by one on the ground. So she decided not to plant the peppercorns tree at all and cut it off at the root.

Sometimes it may be a heart-wrenching opportunity.

So she made another suggestion, would bamboo work?

"Bamboo? Although bamboo can't stop people, it is a good plant. It doesn't hurt to plant some. Is there anything else?"

Cai Yazhi shook her head and couldn't think of anything.

"Then do you know where there are bamboos in Sakon?"

This time, Cai Yazhi gestured for a long time and Zhang Taiping still didn't understand what it meant. Finally, she took a pen and wrote it down before she understood. What she said was that the old man in the east of the village who was about the same age as the old man was assigned.

A bamboo forest, the forest is on a small hill to the east of Yi Zhi Mountain.

Zhang Taiping still had some impression of this old man who was about the same age as the old man. So Zhang Taiping got up and put on his shoes and said: "It's not too late now. I'll go and ask if I can dig some. If

If possible, I can go dig some early tomorrow morning."

There is no need to bring a flashlight, Zhang Taiping's eyes will not be affected much even at night. It is still very cold at night in November, but Zhang Taiping, who is only wearing a single shirt, does not feel anything, saying that he

It is not an exaggeration to reach a state where the cold and heat are not intrusive.

Zhang Taiping did not go inside the village, but walked around half a circle from outside the village to the east of the village to avoid startling the barking dogs along the way.

This old man is not the village's common surname "Wang", but his surname is Zhao and Sanduo. He is also an outsider who moved into the village from outside. His situation is similar to that of Grandpa Zhang Taiping.

The house is not small, and it is modeled after a courtyard house in Beijing. Zhang Taiping made a rough estimate that it might be bigger than his own yard. But most of the houses are dark, and only the front room is lit. It is rumored that such a big yard

This old man has always lived alone, so it is normal for only one light to be on.

Zhang Taiping knocked on the door of the house. The first thing he welcomed was the barking of a dog. It was either a rare breed of dog or the most common local stupid dog. After a while, the door creaked open a crack but not fully. A sixteen-year-old

The seven-year-old girl with bright eyes and white teeth poked half of her head out of the crack in the door and looked at Zhang Taiping and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Taiping was stunned and didn't understand how there could be such a beautiful girl here.

In fact, this is due to the weird temper of Mr. Zhao. He actually has many children and grandchildren, but he has driven them out to fend for themselves. They will only come back during the Chinese New Year. That is because he sees that descendant and is pleased with them.

He was allowed to live in this house for a period of time only after he liked it. He usually lived alone. As for how his children and grandchildren were living outside, no one in the village knew. Every year when they came back during the New Year, a group of people would go on foot.

When you enter the mountain, there is nothing to show your status.

And this girl is his youngest granddaughter, and she happens to be taking care of him here during this time.

"Is Mr. Zhao at home?"

"What do you want to do with grandpa?" The little girl was very wary of Zhang Taiping and had no intention of opening the door to let him in.

This was the voice of an energetic old man coming from the house: "Xiaoshu, who is it?"

"It was a big man, he didn't say who it was."

The old man said: "Let people come in first."

The little girl whom the old man called a little tree reluctantly let go of the door. After Zhang Taiping went in, the old man was sitting in front of the TV watching the news. Although the TV is not the best brand at the moment, it is better than Zhang Taiping's.

But I don’t know how much better it is.

"It's Taiping, what's the matter?" The old man was one of the only people in the village who didn't call Zhang Taiping "marshal".

"Well, I heard that there is a bamboo forest on the mountain behind you. I want to dig some bamboos and plant them around the orchard."

"Bamboo, you can dig it as much as you want." The old man waved his hand and said.

"Then thank you, old man."

"Thank you, isn't it just some bamboo? Is your grandpa okay?"

"Thanks to you, grandpa is in good health and can live for decades."

"Well, that's right. Brother Zhang has taken good care of his health and will have no problem living a long life." After saying this, the old man closed his eyes and stopped talking.