The Era of Hard Work

Marriage is a major event in life, and for rural people, it is the top priority of a family.

On October 8th, six days before Lu Chun and Fang Yan's wedding, the first big table was set up. According to the custom of Lujia Village, the host's dinner is called a discussion, and it is a person who asks the neighbors for help. Come and assign your tasks.

When people come, you can't just sit and talk, you can't avoid eating and drinking.

A representative from each family that was close to them came, and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, and a total of two round tables were set up in the yard.

As the person in charge of the Lu family, the commander-in-chief is naturally Lu Zhenlin. Most of them have jobs or work, and they can't come to help until two days before the wedding.

Lu Dong basically had to do all kinds of errands in the early stage.

Lu Zhenlin also arranged for Lu Dong an idler to help, that is Lu Jianren.

"When the time comes to greet the relatives and pick up the natal family, the seventh child will lead the way." Lu Zhenlin told Lu Dong: "Dongzi, first go to Fang Yan's side with your seventh uncle tomorrow, familiarize yourself with the road, and don't take the wrong path then."

Lu Dong answered, "Understood."

Lv Jianren was bored in the factory recently, with nothing to do, just bored: "Okay, Dongzi bought a car, I'll try it out."

Li Min came over to call Lu Dong at this time, and gave him the list of things to buy together with the money, and then went to the Xipu in the county to buy them.

Anyone who has ever been married or helped newlyweds knows that there are a lot of things that need to be bought just for decoration, not to mention tobacco, alcohol, sugar and tea.

Those who will go to the field tomorrow, and those who go to work in the village company will leave before 8:30.

But someone is still drinking.

Wearing a greasy gray suit and a dirty blackened white shirt, Lu Jiansong poured himself another glass after drinking a glass of wine very consciously.

This little wine is refreshing, just a sip of it.

"Old Seven!" Lu Jiansong saw that Lu Jianren was going to discuss something with Lu Dong, and greeted him, "Come here! Come here! Drink again!"

If Lu Jianren was four or five years younger, and could sit down and drink with Lu Jiansong until the end of time, the past two years would be better, and besides, he would have something to do with Lu Dong tomorrow.

Others said it didn't work, but Lu Jianren didn't dare to be vague about what Lu Zhenlin ordered.

Lu Jianren waved his hand: "You drink, I'll talk to Dongzi."

"Dongzi, I heard you've been doing well recently?" Lu Jiansong said to Lu Dong again.

This is a primary school teacher. Although he doesn't have a good impression, he still has the respect he deserves: "Uncle Song, you eat and drink well. Let me ask Uncle Qi something."

He went to the house with Lu Jianren to talk about shopping in the next few days. Lu Jianren was the head of the village gong and drum team. Some people in the village got married and didn't need to go outside to find someone. They basically did all the playing and singing.

It's been a long time, and I'm more familiar with Xipu in the county town, and I know which Xipu is more authentic and sells better things at the same price.

If you don't pay attention, Xipu can really make things like Taibai rabbits and whole snub-nosed monkeys for you.

Not to mention anything else, Qingzhao wine can only be sold in Qingzhao, and fakes from the country of origin are in pieces.

Although many fake wines taste better than the real ones and are not top-notch, some are of poor quality.

To put it bluntly, most of the people who run Xipu these days are just a one-shot business.

After coming out of the house, almost everyone left, only Lu Jiansong was left sitting at the table drinking, and had no intention of leaving at all.

A person is a guest, and the host has no reason to drive them away.

Lu Jiansong drank up his glass of wine, and then took another bottle of wine from the opposite side and poured it.

This is the wine dizzy guy in the village that even Lu Jianren would be willing to bow down to, and he will not necessarily leave after drinking until twelve o'clock.

Lu Zhenlin came in from the outside and said, "Jian Song, don't drink, go back quickly, don't you go to work tomorrow?"

Lu Jiansong said, "Let's start tomorrow."

Lu Zhenlin said again: "You can't work with green onions?"

Glancing at Lu Zhenlin, Lu Jiansong reluctantly got up and walked towards the gate.

Out of politeness, Lu Dong sent people out.

Lu Jiansong stopped suddenly, stood at the gate, and said, "Dongzi, you are not authentic."

Lu Dong wondered: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Lu Jiansong said, "Am I your teacher?"

Having taught Chinese for two years in elementary school, Lu Dong could not say no against his conscience, so he nodded: "Yes! Yes!"

"You are rich as a student, why don't you treat the teacher to a drink?" Lu Jiansong reached out and patted Lu Dong on the shoulder: "Isn't it unethical?"

Lu Dongxin said, it's not that you don't want to be invited, it's because you're afraid, drinking from noon to night at every turn, who can bear it?

He could see clearly through the light on the gate that Lu Jiansong's cuffs were so bright that it reflected light. He probably couldn't remember how long he hadn't washed his clothes.

Lu Dong could only deal with it and said, "I'll definitely treat Uncle Song to drink when I'm free."

Lu Jiansong wandered northward, and soon turned to the road leading to the old street.

His home is not far to the south of Lu Jianren. In the past, Lu Dong often heard stories about Lu Jiansong's family from his seventh uncle, such as the lid of a rice jar made of a mouse's butt, and so on.

Anyway, since elementary school, this is one of the most sloppy families in the whole village. When she was in middle school, Lu Jiansong's daughter was famous in Ningxiu Middle School, even surpassing Lu Dong at one point, known as the leader of the beggar gang!

This is not the leader of the beggar gang like Huang Rong, but the leader of the beggar gang in the true sense.

As for Lu Jiansong's teaching level, it's hard to say.

Lu Dong once suspected that it was difficult to write by himself because he didn't have a good foundation in elementary school.

But in the year when the teacher was selected for the exam, there were so many educated and capable people in the neighboring villages that they couldn't pass the exam, but Lu Jiansong passed the exam.

From then on, Lu Jiansong lived a teacher's career of assigning copying texts in class, and then carrying a hoe to the ground.

As we all know, the village has no say in the personnel affairs of the elementary school.

The next day, Lu Dong got up early, after breakfast, met Lu Jianren, and drove to Beihe, first took a trip to familiarize himself with the road, so as not to take a wrong turn when welcoming his relatives.

When they came back, they took Li Min and Hu Chunlan to the county town, where they ordered red paper, lanterns, colored flags, double happiness, colored lanterns, etc. at a wedding shop familiar to Lu Jianren.

Xipu doesn't hang up if you don't see customers. Customers make orders first, and then go to purchase.

After Li Min and Hu Chunlan had finished choosing the candy, Lu Dong called Xu Man directly and asked her to contact the supplier of the hot pot restaurant to buy some tobacco, wine and tea.

Lu Dong is in the catering industry and has channels in this area, so he doesn't need Xipu.

After returning to the village for lunch, there was basically nothing to do in the afternoon. Lu Dong was going to go to the river with Lu Jianren to have a look. Lu Zhenlin saw the two of them and directly pulled the labor.

The lump coal bought in the village arrived, and asked to go to the primary school to help unload the goods.

The primary school house cannot be remodeled for the time being, and it will have to endure this winter, but the children will not be allowed to freeze. In winter, the north wall of the classroom will continue to be nailed with plastic sheeting, and the stove will be lit to keep warm.

The business of Lu's Catering Company is very good. If the village is rich, the conditions will naturally improve. Lu Zhenlin orders high-quality anthracite lump coal from the west.

Lu Dong, Lu Jianren, Li Jiazhu, Li Shan and others at home all came to help unload the coal, and piled the lump coal in bags into the shed.

There were many people and strength, and half of the load was quickly unloaded. When the preparatory bell rang in the afternoon, the onlookers ran to the classroom rumbling.

The elementary school has all grades one to five. In addition to the children from Lujia Village, there are also many from Majia Village on the other side of the river. Each class has more than 30 children.

Not long after the class bell rang, the principal Xu Qin came over with water and asked everyone who had finished unloading the car to wash their hands and faces.

Xu Qin just turned 30, and was transferred to be the principal two years ago, but she is a woman, young and has little qualifications, and she came from another village, so it is very difficult to manage the primary school.

Rural primary schools are not easy to manage, and teachers are not easy to do, especially in Lujia Village, where the clan is relatively powerful.

Just as Xu Qin returned to the office, Lu Jiansong came from the fourth grade classroom carrying a shovel.

Li Jiazhu asked: "Brother Song, are you going to go to the field?"

Lu Jiansong didn't have any embarrassment: "There are green onions growing in the field today, so there is a lot of work."

Li Shan couldn't help but said, "Jian Song, you are a teacher."

Lu Jiansong said cheerfully, "It's okay, I have done all the homework."

Lu Dong and Lu Jianren came out of the toilet, just in time to see Lu Jiansong's back going away.

Lu Jianren said: "This man has left the students alone again!"

While speaking, there was a rare anger.

Lu Dong immediately understood what was going on, Nail was thinking about the fourth grade, and Lu Jiansong seemed to be teaching the fourth grade Chinese.

Li Shan, Li Jiazhu and others left first. Lu Jianren stood smoking at the school gate. Lu Dong was fine and stood here with Uncle Qi.

"That's it, return the vice-principal?" Lu Jianren said, "Can't the village remove him?"

Lu Dong said: "There is no right to speak in the village. The teacher is under the supervision of the Education Committee, but the village can give opinions. Did the third grandfather smash his job? Uncle Seven, you forgot that Uncle Song's father, that is, my grandfather Zhendong, used to be the public food in the village. There was a fire in the warehouse, and he didn’t have to put out the fire. Without Grandpa Zhendong, the village had to burn a thousand catties of public grain that year, and everything would have to be burned.”

Speaking of the past, Lu Jianren naturally remembered it better than Lu Dong: "He was able to pass the exam because his superiors took care of him."

While smoking, Lu Jianren began to think about it.

The school bell rang, even though there was only ten minutes between classes, it still couldn't stop the boy from going crazy, Nail and a few followers ran to the school gate.

Lu Jianren waved: "You guys, come here for me."

"Dad." Nail came over obediently: "I have something to do."

Lu Jianren said: "I'll teach you something. After school, go to Nanpo and see who's growing green onions. Sing it hard for me. Brother Dong, buy something good to eat."

Lu Dong looked at Uncle Qi helplessly.

Lu Jianren ignored him and taught a group of children.

After hearing this, Lu Dong thought that Uncle Qi made up this now? If you don't want to be a poet, you're too talented!

The southern part of Lujia Village is the responsibility field, because last year the onions were so cheap that they could only be thrown away as garbage. This year, there are few people who grow onions, but Lu Jiansong not only planted them, but also planted onions on all the land in his family.

This season, the green onions are far from growing well, but Lu Jiansong runs to the fields when he is free. The educated old crop handles and the onions that he waits on grow well, so there are people who want them, and the price is not low.

Lu Jiansong was getting up with the temporarily hired people when he suddenly heard the voices of a group of children coming from the main road in front of the village.

At first, I couldn't hear it clearly, it seemed to be a nursery rhyme.

As a group of boys approached, it was heard clearly.

"Vice-principal Lv Jiansong planted six acres of green onions this year, and hired workers as soon as the work was done. He hired five laborers to carry the work and earned a lot of money. He is a fool to teach students!"

These brats read it over and over again.

Everyone around looked at Lu Jiansong, and Lu Jiansong picked up the shovel and ran to the road: "Little bastard, stop for me!"

Although the monks cannot run away from the temple, this is not a school. When they saw the teacher, all the children ran away like a swarm.