1558, Little Huahua, old man, are you interested in this place?
Liuliu watched Liuliu and the others eating in the pig pen with great interest and was fascinated.
Yoyos enjoyed it so much and ate happily.
"Those big ears, that little tail, swishing..."
Liuliu couldn't help but murmured, seeing Yoyos eating so happily, she felt happy too.
This wonderful feeling is hard to describe.
Grandpa Lu once said that people's emotions are not the same.
What he said is right. This sentence is remembered by many people, but people ignore the second sentence, which is: As primates, humans are connected to the emotions of all things.
So it is not difficult to understand that Liuliu is very happy to see Liuyou eating.
This mentality is the same as people who like to watch mukbang.
Although I didn’t eat it myself, seeing the anchor eating it made me feel satisfied as someone of the same kind.
Obviously, compared with those people who watch mukbang to seek satisfaction, Liuliu is more advanced, and she will feel satisfied just by watching Yoyo eating.
Children's hearts are pure and their love is broad.
In their hearts, chickens and ducks are the same existence as themselves, and they don't have the pride of being superior to small animals.
Because she can look straight up, she can better relate to the little animals, including these yoyos who are happily eating.
When Liuliu was indulged in eating, she was discovered by Dunzi's mother who came in.
Dunzi's mother asked her what she was doing, and Liuliu said she was watching the pigs eating, which was really interesting.
Dunzi's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Liuliu took the opportunity to ask Dunzi's mother about the methods of raising Liuliu and some knowledge about Liuliu.
Dunzi's mother did not expect that there would be children interested in raising pigs. She was delighted and taught her everything.
"Raising pigs?"
Liuliu said something confused. She always felt that this word sounded familiar to her, as if she had heard it somewhere.
Perhaps, it may be that she has a natural talent for raising pigs.
She asked for advice humbly, and it was rare that she took it seriously.
Dunzi's mother lamented that a child can be taught. With 360 skills, he can become the number one scholar. Perhaps, twenty years later, she will find that today she gave the first enlightenment lesson to a pig king.
Liuliu also wanted a little pig and asked Dunzi's mother if she could give it to her if she gave birth to a baby.
Dunzi’s mother readily agreed.
But now the mother pig is not pregnant, so if she wants to have baby pigs, she has to wait patiently.
Liuliu nodded to express understanding, but at the same time became confused.
"Mother pig? Baby pig?"
Why are these two words so familiar? She seems to have heard them somewhere.
Dunzi's mother also let Liuliu experience feeding pigs, which made Liuliu's excited little tail almost stick up.
She was scared at first. She still remembered the day when she and Xi'er and others were chased by pigs.
But Dunzi's mother comforted her and said there was no need to be afraid, pigs were all friendly and silly.
Only then did Liuliu pluck up the courage and throw some rotten vegetable leaves into Piggy's trough.
The rain has stopped, and the water in the ponds and rivers has risen. After the new rain, the air is particularly fresh and the climate is cool.
People walked out of their homes one after another, went to the wilds, and started doing farm work.
Zhu Xiaojing and Ding Jiamin are here, they are here to go to the fields with Dunzi's mother.
"Push the big cart and go pick watermelons." Zhu Xiaojing said.
Today I am going to the fields to pick watermelons and sell them.
Tomorrow the village chief has invited a watermelon seller to come to the village to buy them together.
Zhao Gongcheng and others also went together. When the children heard that they were picking watermelons in the fields, they all clamored to go and made trouble if they didn't go.
Only Zhang Tan took a leave of absence and, under the leadership of the village chief, went to the tea factory in a nearby mountain nest to see for himself.
Zhang Tan doesn't smoke. He went to the small shop in the village and was about to buy two good cigarette belts. The village chief said: "No need to buy them, the boss is not here at all."
"Isn't he here today?" Zhang Tan asked.
"He hasn't been here this month. He rarely comes here. As you know, business in the factory is not good, especially when summer comes, and he has started another business. His energy is all there now, unless this
He will only come if there is a buyer around."
Despite this, Zhang Tan bought a pack of cigarettes, paid the money and handed it to the village chief.
"Why should I live here? Boss Zhang, you are out of town now. If you buy me cigarettes, you are slapping me in the face." The village chief said excitedly, determined not to accept the cigarette. "Look at you.
You have done so many good things for Baijiacun, and it is too late for everyone to thank you. I can even collect your cigarettes, let alone lead you to the tea factory. What a big deal!"
Zhang Tan said: "Of course I know what you are talking about, village chief. I also regard Baijia Village as my hometown. This cigarette is not for you, but for the people in the tea factory. I go to the factory as an outsider."
, although you are here to carry it, there will always be some inconvenience. If you give everyone a pack of cigarettes, it will be easier to talk about."
The village chief reluctantly agreed.
In fact, in his opinion, those people in the tea factory are all his acquaintances. If there is anything easy to talk to or not, they must be easy to talk to.
But since Zhang Tan said this, he felt that it made sense. After all, it was inevitable that no one would gossip behind his back.
Zhang Tan and the village chief each got on their motorcycles and set off one after the other.
It rained, and the fields were wet. There was water in some places on the road. There were children playing in the water by the puddles, and the village chief yelled at each one.
"In the past, when there were dirt roads, when it rained, the road was muddy and difficult to walk on. The cement road was better. Boss Zhang, we all thank you." The village chief said with a smile on his face while riding a motorcycle.
There are no cement roads in the nearby villages. Only Baijia Village has a cement road leading to the outside world. This makes him, the village chief, extremely proud.
Of course, Zhang Tan paid for the construction of this cement road. If Baijia Village gets rich one day and cleans it up by himself and repairs the ancestral hall and other things, he will feel even more proud.
The tea factory is about five miles away from Baijia Village. After walking less than two miles on the cement road, we entered the dirt road. It was really difficult to walk. Zhang Tan almost fell into the ditch on the roadside several times, including himself and his motorcycle.
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Fortunately, the last two miles are cement roads built by the tea factory themselves, leading to the town.
Zhang Tan followed the village chief into the factory. There was a security guard at the gate. When he saw the village chief, he said hello. He didn't ask anything about Zhang Tan who followed him. He just looked at him curiously and then nodded with a smile.
Zhang Tan followed the village chief around the factory. The overall feeling was that it was too deserted, and most of the machines were idle. The village chief was right, these machines were 80% new and had not been used much.
"There are not many people in the factory, alas~" the village chief said in a depressed mood.
Although the tea factory belonged to someone else, he couldn't help but feel heavy when he saw such a tea factory abandoned here and about to close down.
I originally hoped that this tea factory could help solve some of the idle labor in nearby villages, but now my wish has come to nothing.
After viewing the factory building, the village chief took Zhang Tan to see the tea garden.
It's such a big piece of land, with mountains and rivers, ponds, rivers, and a forest of ancient trees.
The place is really nice. There is a reason why the tea factory owner chose this address.
The village chief and Zhang Tan climbed up a hillside, which is the highest point in the tea garden.
Zhang Tan stood on the top of the slope and looked around. He saw lush greenery, beautiful mountains and clear waters, which was refreshing and refreshing.
The village chief took out his old smoker and prepared to light up a pipe.
Zhang Tan immediately opened the cigarettes he bought before, handed him one, and said, "Uncle, try this."
Without waiting for him to speak, he directly thrust the cigarette and the rest of the pack into his hand.
The village chief smiled and put away his pipe, lit a new cigarette, and took a nice puff.
"Ba Shi~~" he asked Zhang Tan, "Xiao Huahua, old man, tell the truth, are you attracted to this place?"
