Druid's Country Retirement

One dustpan basket can easily hold 100 to [-] kilograms of mustard seeds, and two dustpan baskets can weigh more than [-] kilograms.

Li Hongbing declined Uncle Fu's help and took the pole alone to the basket filled with mustard seeds.

I can't even carry a mere [-] kilograms of vegetables.

There are six 70-year-olds in the village, who are still carrying poles despite their age and walking as fast as flying.

"Red Soldier, despite your strength, you really can't pick this pole well." Uncle Muse teased with a smile.

Bad choice.

Just kidding, who are you looking down on!

Li Hongbing put the pole on his shoulders and held the iron hooks hanging from both ends, hooking them on the bamboo strips of the basket.

Stand firm with your legs, exert strength on your lower back, and straightly lift two baskets of mustards weighing more than 100 kilograms on your shoulders.

Shan Xing and Jianjun didn't say anything, just stood aside and watched the excitement. As for Fang Wanda, a city dweller like him who couldn't carry it on his shoulders or lift it in his hands was not qualified to speak.

Li Hongbing recalled how the villagers carried the pole, holding the hook on the front of the pole with one hand and the hook on the back with the other.

It turns out.

It's easy to pick up, but not so easy to walk.

The shoulder pole pressed against the collarbone, and the hard wood shook and collided with the bones. It felt like the skin was being polished by sandpaper.

Especially when walking along the narrow field ridge, the basket will sway from side to side, and the more you hold it, the more it will sway.

Didn't take a few steps.

Li Hongbing tilted his body and fell into the vegetable field.

Everyone was laughing from ear to ear, seeing for the first time that Li Hongbing also suffered a loss.

"Brother, that's not how you pick the pole."

Shan Xing stepped forward, helped Li Hongbing up, patted the dirt and vegetable leaves off his body with a towel, turned around and put the scattered mustard seeds back into the basket.

He took out a towel and put it on his shoulders, then used his shoulders to carry the pole. With a little strength in his legs, he could easily lift the weight of more than 100 kilograms.

And Li Hongbing saw something.

The distance between the front and back of the mountain apricot shoulder pole is different. There should be a little more distance at the back, and the head should be tilted up a little at the front, so that the right hand can hold the front hook.

When you first start walking, you must take small steps so that the walking frequency is equal to the natural frequency of the pole and resonance occurs.

The toughness of the shoulder pole allows the heavy object to move in an up and down arc when carrying the load, becoming a part of Shan Xing's body. When carrying a basket weighing more than 100 kilograms on the shoulder, it does not feel heavy or clumsy at all.

This is what we call the unity of people's burdens.

"Brother Hongbing, you should rest. You can't do the farm work." Jianjun picked up another pair of poles, with a bit of arrogance on his face and a light and elegant pace.

Just play!

I also deliberately moved the shoulder pole from left shoulder to right shoulder, and then from right shoulder to left shoulder, so that the potherb in the basket was not scattered at all.

You are a dog, adding insult to injury.

Li Hongbing's eyebrows jumped in anger.

Return to the old house.

Shan Xing threw the fresh mustard seeds beside the well and pumped water to wash away the residue and soil on the stems and leaves. The dirt and gravel were mixed in, which affected the taste of the later pickled cabbage.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Li Hongbing said hello and took Fang Wanda and Jianjun around the village.

To be honest, it is more convenient to travel in rural areas with a three-wheeled vehicle than a four-wheeled vehicle. It is like going to the vegetable field to collect vegetables. A three-wheeled vehicle can take all the vegetables home in one trip without anyone having to carry them on your shoulders.

My three-wheeler, which I had converted into an RV, had lost its original purpose and was left in the carport of my old house gathering dust. It was a pity to throw it away, but it would be useless if I didn't throw it away.

Li Hongbing thought for a while, took out his phone and called Songbai Town Cripple, and ordered a new top-equipped, heavy-duty Wang Sanbengzi.

"Village Chief, I want one too." Fang Wanda, who was eavesdropping next to him, his eyes lit up and he quickly whispered in his ear.

Li Hongbing didn't hesitate, and directly ordered five three-wheelers and asked the lame man to deliver them to the village committee. Whoever wants them would pay for them, and buying them one by one would be as troublesome as squeezing out toothpaste.

Walking into the village, the bustling tourists are walking leisurely among the village alleys. From time to time, they stop to watch the villagers weaving bamboo baskets, grinding wheat flour, and beating cakes. They will also participate when they see the rise, and the villagers are also willing to let tourists get started. After all, They are all the God of Wealth. Maybe you have fun, so you can buy some with your money.

Walking along the road to the small square, Li Hongbing found that the ground was extremely clean, as if it had been washed with water, and there were trash cans carved from stones at regular intervals on the roadside.

"Who came up with this idea? It's a good and creative idea."

"It was Chunsheng who suggested it." Fang Wanda said with a smile, then raised her wrist to check the time, "It's almost one o'clock, village chief, let me show you something good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the loudspeaker installed high in the village sounded a reminder.

"Start washing the streets, and ask tourists and villagers to stand on higher ground to prevent their clothes from getting wet."

The radio announced three times in a row.

Li Hongbing saw tourists and villagers packing their things and standing on the front steps. Some tourists took out their prepared rain boots and put them on and stood in the middle of the alley, with expectations written on their faces.

When in doubt.

The sound of rushing water sounded from the end of the village alley.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a stream of water romantically crossing the stone road of the old street, washing away all the way.

The tourists were not too cold and stood in the water jumping up and down.

What's the situation?
Li Hongbing was confused. When could the village still play like this?

After a few minutes, the overflowing water took away the dust from the stone road and washed the alley clean. The tourists looked like they still had something to say.

"What's going on?" Li Hongbing turned to look at the two people beside him who were suppressing laughter.

Jianjun smiled and said, "It rained heavily in our village a few days ago, do you remember?"

"Nonsense, I'm not an idiot, tell me!" Li Hongbing's eyes widened, unhappy with Jianjun's questioning of his memory.

"Since the heavy rain, Chunsheng Xunsi organized people to clean up the mud in the ditch. Our village's ditch has not been touched for many years, and a lot of mud and clothes were dug out."

"During dredging, Chunsheng found an underground channel in the water channel, so he followed the underground channel to the Yuanbao Back Mountain Pool and dug a stone gate from the bottom of the pool."

Li Hongbing looked shocked, remembered the legend in the village, and asked.

"Didn't Yuanbao Mountain in our village used to be called General Mountain? I heard that the emperor assigned it to a general because of good feng shui and good soil. The general was buried under this mountain after his death. Is it true?"

"Fucking general." Jianjun curled his lips, "It's just an underground ditch. Chun Sheng found out the origin of this underground ditch after looking for Mr. Huaishu, the last elder in the village. It was when our ancestors fled to Yuanbaoshan to settle down. Repaired.”

"I heard that there was a Feng Shui master among our ancestors who built the village according to the mountain topography of Yuanbaoshan. Before the village was built, two ditches were built, one bright and one dark. The open ditch was for drainage, and the underpass was for street washing."

"Master Huaishu said that when he was a child, every summer before and after the heat, the village would often use stone gates to block the outlet of the open channel, so that the mountain spring water would overflow into the culvert and flow along the street to clean the street and cool down."

"Then why didn't you use it later?"

Li Hongbing knew that Mr. Huaishu was the only elder in the village who was now over [-] years old. He just celebrated his [-]th birthday this year.The old man had a tough life and had to bear all his family members away. Now only a widower nephew is left to take care of him. When the village distributed dividends a few days ago, Li Hongbing went to see it with grain, oil, rice and noodles.

"Master Huaishu said that there was a severe drought in the early years, so he buried this culvert. It was never used again and has been buried in the pool."

Jianjun explained the origin of the mountain spring water that washes the streets.

"No wonder all the old houses in the village are built three feet off the ground." Li Hongbing's expression suddenly changed and he turned to look at Fang Wanda, "The B&B courtyard will not be affected, right?"

Fang Wanda smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter. The B&B courtyards are all built according to the standards of old houses. The street washing arrangement is twice a day in the morning and evening. Later, the tourists found it very interesting, so they changed it to once in the morning and twice in the afternoon, and the alleys and The small square can always be kept clean and hygienic.”

"Remember to mark Chun Sheng's merit and give him a big red envelope at the end of the year."

Not to mention tourists find it interesting, even Li Hongbing finds it interesting.

It would be more fun if this was done in the summer.

The three of them walked along the clean village alley to the small square. Bamboo beds were placed neatly and orderly around the square, with various local products from the forest area placed on the beds.

Tourists shuttled in front of various stalls. The stall owners did not shout loudly or exaggerate their sales. Instead, they sat leisurely behind the stalls. They would only say a few words when tourists asked. If you like it, buy it. It doesn't matter if you don't like it. They focus on being casual.

"Village chief, most of the stall owners here are from other villages. They pick wild fruits and medicinal materials from the mountains to sell. We don't charge any fees. On the contrary, we provide free food and accommodation." Fang Wanda introduced as he walked.

"You did the right thing. Come to me again if you can't solve the problem in the future. I can rest assured that the village will be left to you!" Li Hongbing patted Fang Wanda on the shoulder happily.

Fang Wanda has been in the workplace all year round and thinks this is a pie that the boss is trying to manipulate his employees.

It's like, so-and-so, you did a good job, the company will all depend on you in the future, and other spiritual chicken soup.

But in Jianjun's view, this is a signal for Red Soldier to step down.

At the beginning, Uncle Huaizhong also used tricks to get Hong Bing to take over the important task of village chief. Brother Hong Bing made a promise to retire as soon as the villagers get rich.

Now the villagers are making a lot of money, and they are no longer the poor villages that used to make money with just a penny.

"By the way, are you leaving, Brother Dalang?" Li Hongbing greeted the villagers, thinking of those dandy brothers.

Jianjun smiled and shook his head.

"I've left part of the way, but Brother Dalang still has a few guests who haven't left yet. He said that even if he waits until eternity, he will still wait for you to come back."

In order to play, you are so persistent!
Li Hongbing was also convinced. Since he couldn't push it away, he could only take a trip into the mountains.

"Ask Dakui and Hongqi to tell the men in the village who can go into the mountains to arrange a trip to the mountains tomorrow to pick winter fruits. If the guests of the B&B also want to participate, they will charge 500 yuan per person, and the guides will be distributed according to their work. It is forbidden Just make up for it."

After thinking of the unfortunate example of the unlucky foursome, Li Hongbing quickly added.

"Well, if you want to be a guide, you must let Da Kui interview. Don't know how to lead people into the mountains to die!"

Among the few people this dog can't do, he is one of them.

Jianjun blushed and suggested.

"Brother, we don't have many experienced hunters in our village. If too many tourists sign up, I'm afraid we won't be able to bring them. If it's okay to wander around the mountainside, it's really difficult to go into the mountain. Why don't you tell other hunters in the village that they are willing to come? They can all be guides.”

"Okay, let's consider it the first activity in our village in winter!" Li Hongbing agreed with this proposal. Anyway, he would bring a chicken and a group of chickens, and then said, "If you have time, please inform the village committee to hold a meeting. Let’s discuss how to handle this matter.”

Village committee.

One after another, the villagers walked into the house. They used to be timid in meetings, but when they walked into the village committee, they eagerly waited for others to take out their cigarettes, and just sat there waiting for free sex.

Before anyone showed up, I heard shouts.

The first thing I did when I entered the house was take out a pack of Hongtashan worth ten yuan each and take a walk around each one.

Before long, the loose cigarettes in front of Li Hongbing could be refilled into a pack.

"Uncle Hongbing, I heard that Jiang Jianjun said there is a big event. What's going on?" Tiezhu asked in a loud voice.

Wang Dalai flattered him and said, "It must be a good thing. Either Red Soldier Uncle doesn't take action, or it will be a big deal if he does."

"Let's talk about it first. No matter what happens, I will support you. You have some idea." Shuisheng stood firmly with Li Hongbing.

"I'm asking for nonsense, and you still have to say it."

The villagers angrily criticized Shuisheng's behavior of abandoning the group and licking alone.

"Okay, let's have a meeting!" Seeing that everyone had almost arrived, Li Hongbing spoke, and the room immediately became quiet. The gentlemen were like students in class, straightening their backs and looking intently.

Li Hongbing picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and puffed out the smoke.

"I'm going to talk about a few things today, let's discuss them."

"The first thing is that Fang Wanda plans to settle in our Caogou Village. I personally agree with it. Everyone can see his recent performance in the village. He manages the village in an orderly manner. He is much more qualified than me as the village chief. Are you? Village representatives and team leaders, please share your opinions!"

Fang Wanda settles in Caogou Village!

The villagers looked at Fang Wanda, who was looking nervous. They had different thoughts. Some were indifferent, some were happy, and some were worried.

The indifferent villagers followed Li Hongbing wholeheartedly and did whatever he said.

The happy villagers were secretly happy. If Fang Wanda could settle in Caogou Village, then his son-in-law and grandson outside would also have the opportunity to settle down.

Those who are worried feel sorry for the village's dividend distribution. After all, if one more person comes out, the money will be distributed to one more person.

"Whether it works or not, let me know what you think. We want democracy!" Li Hongbing spoke again.

"I agree." Hong Qi was the first to stand up and looked at the room full of elders. "Brother Fang is a capable man. He manages the village very well. He holds large and small markets. The tourists are satisfied and we make money." , why can’t we settle down?”

"Yes, Fang Wazi is a capable person."

"Hongqi is right."

Some people expressed support.

"But he is not from our village. The village chief also said that our village can only leave but not enter. This does not break the rules." Although Wang Dalai said it in a low voice, the villagers in the house heard it.

"Da Lai, you are so itchy, aren't you?" The scholar rolled up his sleeves.

Wang Dalai was not embarrassed, and straightened his neck, "Hey, I'm telling you the truth, you still want to hit me, we are the village committee, and the village chief has already said what he wants."

"If your skin is itchy, loosen your bones and roll over here." Hong Qi also smiled ferociously, while Shengli, Jianjun and a few young men next to him were gearing up.

"I'm afraid you can't make it, come on!" Li Sanqing, Li Yongqiang, and Sun Deneng stood up and gestured.

Two gangs are confronting each other. One side is calling you to come over, and the other side is telling you to come over here!
The remaining people squatted on the edge and watched the excitement.

boom!
Li Hongbing slammed the table, his face turned cold.

"What are you doing? If you want to fight, get out."

The quarrel stopped suddenly, and the two groups sat down with their necks hunched.

(End of this chapter)