Chapter 115

In the twinkling of an eye, the autumn harvest was finished, and the public grain was handed over and the surplus grain was divided, and every household's grain was returned to the warehouse. In September, the weather is cool, men are busy planting wheat, women and children are relaxed again.

But the propaganda team is busy. Lin Lan goes to the county and commune for several meetings. At the same time, propaganda cadres from other communes and brigades come to learn from the classics. Fortunately, Dong Huaihua and Liu Chuncai help to receive her. She is not so tired.

Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival on September 9. It's not a big festival in the countryside and members don't celebrate it. Lin Lan thinks that there is nothing to do in the field. She can make some delicious food and relax. It's also fun to go hiking. It's just that the children have started school and don't have a holiday.

In the evening, when Lin Lan comes home from the outside, Wangwang and Xiaobai immediately come running with their tails wagging, sniffing her legs and making a kind snoring sound. Lin Lan rubbed the two of them with her legs, "let's play." She opened the door, Xiaobai immediately jumped out, but Wangwang walked out slowly.

Lin Lan first took the outside sun grass back to the grass house. At this time, it was frosty and foggy, and the grass was easy to get wet and not catch fire.

The ducks heard her coming back, groaning and pecking at the flowers outside the fence.

Lin Lan saw and ran to stop, "don't peck! I'll chop cabbage for you later. " At this time, there are no fresh wild vegetables for ducks to eat outside, so we can only find them from our own garden.

She looked at the flowers pecked by ducks. It's a pity that Han Qingsong brought these beautiful chrysanthemums back to her.

In autumn, you can enjoy a lot of flowers, colorful chrysanthemums open elegant and lively, there are big bowl, there are tubular tassel shape, rich color. There is also a bunch of hundred day red beside, which is very beautiful. It can be opened for more than three months. It is Ren Hongxia who gave it to her. In addition, there are many seasonal flowers and plants such as cockscomb and a bunch of red, which she has accumulated. The flowers and plants decorate the gray corner like a garden.

It's a pity that Lin Lan sees a few chrysanthemums being spoiled. It's better to make some chrysanthemum cakes. She simply took scissors to cut more chrysanthemums, and threatened the ducks with scissors, "again, make you duck head, duck neck, duck foot, roast duck, pickled duck..."

Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

At this time, Han Qingsong came back and saw her bending over with scissors and talking with several ducks.

Han Qingsong

Lin Lan was very happy to see him: "third brother, I came back so early."

Han Qingsong stops his bicycle under the gate, takes out some things from the basket, hides one hand behind him, and comes to her with one hand.

Lin Lan saw that he took some sweet potatoes and said with a smile, "third brother, where is this sweet potato?"

Han Qingsong: "this is the flower I sent you."

FLOWER?

Lin Lan chuckled, "sweet potato flower?"

Han Qingsong nodded, "is sweet potato flower, flower bowl mouth big, very gorgeous."

Lin Lan pursed her lips and said with a smile, "it's going to take the next year to see that." Then he took out his hand hidden behind his back, and suddenly she saw three gorgeous dahlias with big bowls. They were as red as fire, but they were not gaudy at all. The pink ones were also delicate, fresh and beautiful.

Lin Lan's eyes widened, "Dahlia! How beautiful Dahlia, she naturally knows, but she has never seen the underground part. It turns out that it is also called sweet potato flower.

Han Qingsong handed it to her, picked up a pink one and drew it on her head. When he found that the flower was bigger than her face, he had to give up.

Lin Lan

She was very happy, holding flowers around, "thank you for sending flowers."

Seeing that she was as happy as a child, Han Qingsong felt that this trip was worth it.

"Can it be planted now?" Lin Lan has a look at those sweet potatoes.

Han Qingsong: "find something to bury." Sweet potato flowers are still blooming brightly at this time. When it snows and freezes, they will be dug out and stored in the cellar, and planted in April next year.

Lin Lan immediately careful, "that must be well received, do not let the mouse to gnaw."

She went to find a broken gourd, filled the soil, buried a few sweet potatoes in the cellar.

She took out the bottle at home, and there was a little Baijiu in it, directly put in water, put three Dahlia into it, and went to the yard to cut a bunch of red flowers and small flowers in the wine bottle.

When Han Qingsong came in and went out, he thought the flower was very beautiful. It was so big and gorgeous. It was more beautiful than all the wild flowers!

Lin Lan looked at his slightly satisfied expression, how could he not know his mind? He thought he was very playful and jealous, but he did not show it with restraint and did not affect her work. He only looked for opportunities to please her.

Of course she's happy. It's his intention.

"Third brother, help me to make chrysanthemum cake. Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. You can go hiking."

Han Qingsong: "I don't seem to go to work tomorrow."

Lin Lan took a look at him, "you can go to work, and you don't have to go. The children don't have a holiday."

"Let's go." That's what he decided.

Lin Lan has no ready-made material to make chrysanthemum cake, so she can only think of a way. She takes sweet potato and cuts it into small pieces, and asks Han Qingsong to grind sweet potato pulp. After the pulp is precipitated, add sugar and a little salt, stir well, and then use the method of making cold skin.

She boiled water, scalded the washed chrysanthemum petals, fished them out and set them aside, and then made dinner in another pot.

When Han Qingsong is ready, she helps her to continue the fire. She puts sweet potato paste in a tea tray, throws chrysanthemum petals and stamens in, and steams them together. When they are cooked, they are solidified chrysanthemum cake. When the sweet potato jelly solidifies, take it out to cool, pour it on the clean panel and cut it into various shapes, such as round wine cup button, diamond shape and so on.

She pinched a piece and handed it to Han Qingsong: "third brother, do you want to taste it?"

Just at this time, Sanwang and Xiaowang ran in, "Niang, Da Xi, Da Xi... Ah, what kind of food does Niang make?"

When Han Qingsong saw the child coming back, Lin Lan wanted to take back the chrysanthemum cake which was handed to his mouth, so he took her hand and ate it. After chewing, it was soft, glutinous, tough, sweet and delicious

Lin Lan quickly pulled back her hand and called the children after school, "what a great joy, you child, so exaggerated."

It reminds her of the exaggerated matchmakers in the TV series.

At this time, maisui Erwang and Dawang also came back, and even Dawang looked happy. All of a sudden, they saw the beautiful dahlia on the table, which was very amazing.

Lin Lan: "what a good thing?"

Erwang laughed, "guess."

Xiao Wang flashed his big eyes and gave Lin Lan a silent reminder.

Lin Lan looked at this and that and laughed, "I know. It must be you..."

"Yes, we won the prize for writing! Ha ha Sanwang cried happily, but found that Lin Lan was laughing very teasingly, "Wow, Niang, you cheat."

Xiao Wang: "what is it that my mother makes delicious food?"

The ears of wheat also ran to see, "Niang, it's so beautiful. What's this? And petals. "

Sanwang turned to see the dahlia on the table and exclaimed, "what a big chrysanthemum. Take a good look. I haven't seen it yet."

Lin Lan: "this is called sweet potato flower. My father brought it back from outside." Well, dahlia seems to be a kind of Compositae, too?

The children are amazing. They've never seen it before.

Xiao Wang: "little third brother, it's good to be your daughter-in-law. It's beautiful and sweet potato."

Sanwang: "that's not good. It's from father to mother."

Lin Lan quickly took out the chrysanthemum cake for the children to eat, and Erwang and maisui studied how to make it.

Dawang looked at two eyes and picked up a piece. He was too soft to squeeze it. He hesitated to put it back. Sanwang had already pulled his hand and sent it to his mouth, "brother, you don't want to eat it for me."

Dawang immediately put it into his mouth. It felt like eating vermicelli, but it was softer and waxy, and had a sweet taste.

Lin Lan see they all like to eat, give them Science Festival, "tomorrow my father and I are going to climb, you have to go to school well."

"Mother, I want to go too!" Sanwang is very excited. How can he go out to play without us.

Xiao Wang also looks at Lin Lan eagerly.

But Lin Lan insisted, "now that the autumn vacation is over, it's time to study hard."

Maisui looked at Erwang and laughed. Erwang understood and said with a smile, "tomorrow, ask the teacher if we should take us on a hike and tell us about the history and poetry of the Double Ninth Festival."

Although they didn't study history, they had Chinese lessons, and Han Qingping would lead them to read poems.

Sanwang immediately said, "I know that I am a stranger in a foreign land alone. I miss my relatives every festival, right. Hey, hey. "

Xiaowang: "I will, too. When the double ninth day comes, I will have chrysanthemums." He will not be difficult, simple or can.

Maisui and Erwang also said two poems in response to the situation.

Then we will see Dawang.

Da Wang is holding chrysanthemum cake to put in his mouth: "what do you think I'm doing?

Lin Lan: "big brother, as long as it has something to do with the Double Ninth Festival, climbing, September and chrysanthemum." Relax the line for big brother.

Dawang put the chrysanthemum cake into his mouth and chewed it for two times. When the tip of his tongue put the sweet and soft taste into his stomach, he said, "under the East fence of chrysanthemum picking, you can see Nanshan leisurely."

"Ah, I didn't expect it to be so simple!" Sanwang was very annoyed, "I remember it clearly."

Xiao Wang immediately went to the bookshelf to look through their 300 Tang poems, but he couldn't find this one.

Lin Lan turns to look at Han Qingsong. Han Qingsong immediately looks at his eyes, nose and mouth. He can't recite poems.

Lin Lan is not difficult for him, just ask the children about the award-winning situation.

Han Qingsong was slightly relieved.

Xiaowang: "Niang, big brother is very powerful. He won the second prize of the whole county."

Lin Lan is very surprised, "big brother is wonderful!"

Dawang: generally, count down at home.

Lin Lan looked at maisui and Erwang, but Sanwang took her hand, "Niang, why don't you ask me?"

Lin Lan: "eh, you also participated?"

Isn't the junior not participating?

Sanwang complacently said: "the teacher said that I wrote well and gave it to me."

Lin Lan said curiously, "how many prizes have you won?"

A few children laugh, Dawang expression is very serious, Lin Lan thought for a while, surprised: "little brother, you can, second prize or first prize?"

Sanwang immediately took out the prize, which turned out to be a hero pen.

Lin Lan: "little brother, you can do it. You can still get your own pen." Although it's an ordinary pen, it's not ordinary at this time. It's a symbol of identity. Ordinary students don't have it.

She looked at Dawang, "what's the prize for big brother?"

Dawang took out a 32 open thick notebook from his bag.

Lin Lan praised: "it's good, it's great. It's such a big book."

Da wangsai gave her, "here you are."

Lin Lan immediately star eye, "big brother, really give me? Really? I'm not welcome. " Although she has many of them, they are from her eldest son, which means different things.

Dawang: "I don't need it anyway."

Lin Lan took it with a smile and asked maisui and Erwang.

Maisui said with a smile: "mother, we are the second prize."

"Second prize?" Lin Lan does not believe, "can't ah, small three elder brothers all first prize, you two how also get special prize."

Erwang explained: "Niang, we are from different regions."

"Wow Lin Lan exclaimed, turned to Han Qingsong and said, "third brother, do you hear me?"

What a surprise.

Han Qingsong also nodded, "very good." One more word.

Lin Lan: "if you say they are good, will they.

Maisui and Erwang issued exquisite immortal iridium pens. At this time, they were high-end pens, and even the literati themselves were reluctant to buy them.

The two also gave the pen to Lin Lan. What they had been used to was Lin Lan's prize.

Lin Lan laughs“ You can keep it. You can use it when you go to junior high school She was really happy, holding the notebook happily said: "our family are so powerful, all of them are cultural people with pens."

In the rural brigade, that is, the Secretary of the brigade, the accountant, and the primary school teacher would insert a pen, but no one else would. It's very enviable to wear clothes with four pockets and insert pens. If you put on leather shoes, you will be a cadre.

They don't need a pen in their family except Xiaowang. Everyone else already has a pen. It's really amazing.

Sanwang: "Niang, can I use a pen in the future?"

Lin Lan: "did the teacher let you use it?" Sanwang writes very hard. His pencil is black. Now he has changed a lot. But at this time, the quality of the ordinary pen is not good, and it will leak. He has so much strength that it will be a bit troublesome to write.

Sanwang: "the teacher told me to use it again in the fourth grade."

"Then wait another year. Anyway, the pen won't break. Keep it."

Sanwang thought, "I'll give it to Dad." Maybe my father will give him a better one next year.

Han Qingsong took it, "OK."

Lin Lan secretly laughs, you kid hit kid idea, but don't know your father he a dime, give him you don't want to come back.

Because the children won the prize, Lin Lan was very happy, "come on, what do you want." The children were much happier to win than she was to win.

A few children mutter that they can go out to play tomorrow. They can find the teacher and eat meat and fish depending on whether they have tickets. They can't ask for money casually. They have pocket money and other things... Soon the children have a decision.

Xiao Wang: "Niang, we want to eat your canned hawthorn."

Lin Lan promised. Although she is not rich in materials, she is willing to spend her time and effort. She has made tins, hawthorn cakes and fruit dandelion for her children.

Children rushed to help, the Hawthorn out to wash clean, with a clean useless ballpoint pen tube, the Hawthorn two ends poke in, the nuclear clean out. Then pour the cold water into the casserole, add a certain proportion of rock sugar and white sugar, bring to a boil over medium heat and boil over low heat. When it is thick, put the Hawthorn in and boil for a while, and then put it down.

When it's cold, it's sour and sweet Hawthorn cans.

Because there's no preservative, you have to eat it as soon as possible in cans, not for a long time.

At this time, sugar is not easy to get, hawthorn is not lack, Dawang took a lot from Lin Mei's home. When it's ready, maisui will give some to Fan Xiao, Shen Yu and millet, and the rest of the children will eat as snacks.

On the second day of the Double Ninth Festival, the children convinced Han Qingping to take them for a hike. Some of the children refused to go. Their parents felt that since they didn't go to school, they would work at home. So Lin Lan and his wife accompanied the teacher and the children to climb Pingdingshan. The highest altitude of Pingdingshan is only over 100 meters. It looks like it has been cut off, so it is called Pingdingshan. There are no trees on the mountain. They are all dry stones and loess. There are some low shrubs. There is really nothing to look at.

But for children who lack entertainment means, it's very interesting to have students play games together during the Double Ninth Festival.

After the Double Ninth Festival, there were two autumn rains, and the coldness came layer upon layer, and the atmosphere of late autumn became more and more strong. The leaves are floating, the branches are lonely, without the obstruction of the leaves, the line of sight can be seen at a glance, and it is easy to have a close view with the distance.

This afternoon, Lin Lan was invited by the brigade to hold a cadre meeting.

Although she has always felt that she is not a formal cadre of the brigade, in fact, the brigade has already regarded her as a member. Now she is the propagandist of shanzui village and even Shanshui commune, but she is not conscious of that celebrity.

Attending the meeting were the Secretary of the production brigade, the team leader, the accountant, and the production team leaders.

Han Yongfang's meeting was also simple and crude. Without any foreshadowing, he threw out a small bomb directly. "I've thought about it for a long time, and we'll also set up a brigade sideline."

No psychological preparation was surprised, have asked what sideline.

Han Yongfang: "make soap first."

"Soap?" Some people do not understand, "secretary, we do not use."

"It's not to grind tofu for our own people. It's a sideline business. It's made for chemical fertilizer and pesticide." Han Yongfang has that political consciousness. He will never say that in order to make money, he will do it for farming. Everything is for better farming.

In this way, other people have no reason to refuse. Indeed, they should consider that their brigade has no sideline business and has little cash income. Every time they want to do something, they have to sell food.

The captain had no idea, so he said casually, "let's talk about Lin Lan."

Lin Lan: "Why me? I'm just the propaganda team leader.

She thought, "I support it, but do we have technicians?"

Han Yongfang: "this can absorb educated youth, Shen Zhiqing knows something, let him into the technical group."

Lin Lan nodded, which is feasible.

Han Yongfang added: "Erwang is also good. If he has time, let him come and help."

Lin Lan: "branch secretary, er Wang is still small."

"It doesn't depend on age. Some people live to be 100 years old, which is a waste of food."

Lin Lan agreed.

Han Yongfang also recruited people into the group to take their own responsibilities. He served as the general group leader, the group leader as the Deputy group leader, and concurrently served as the leader of the production group, listening to the arrangement of the technical group.

"Let Lin Lan be the leader of the technical team, deputy leader..." he looked at Lin Lan: "let Shen Zhiqing be the deputy leader?"

Lin Lan: "branch secretary, I don't know the technology. It's not suitable for me to be the group leader."

Team leader: "the team leader has a high score of work."

Lin Lan: "OK." I am.

Anyway, the team leader signs, and the deputy team leader does the work.