Kabuto reluctantly pulled out a cucumber and took a big bite of it.

The other hand was handed to Yang Jingxing: "You can hardly eat this in Puhai... I have a suggestion. Since it is green food, we must do enough work on environmental protection. It is best not to use this kind of plastic bag..."

As if listening to the leader's instructions, a group of leaders nodded in agreement to the host who was chewing cucumbers. Cucumbers were no big deal, so they still had to eat. They walked for a long time and looked at a house on the mountainside.

, there is a big farmhouse signboard, and it is a very rural and ordinary two-and-a-half-story building with no decorations.

The area is relatively generous and well-kept. The male owner, who is about forty years old and seems to be a farmer, greets the guests alone, holding cigarettes and passing them to one person as much as possible, because almost no one picked them up, so he didn't say anything.

Many of the leaders who came here seemed to be familiar with this place. They immediately set up chairs, moved tables, poured tea and started the reception. Those who had never been here quickly visited and praised the village chief or household head enviously for how nice the place was, how good the mountains and springs were, and how beautiful the water was.

sweet.

People like Lu Lin and Yang Jingxing who usually squeeze into cubicles are even more jealous. It would be great to work in a place like this.

Director Lu, who had disappeared from the party, appeared again and invited everyone upstairs. Everyone crowded on the stairs and smelled the aroma of food and wine. Lu Lin spoke freely: "I'm so hungry..."

The leaders all agreed. Three large tables were prepared on the rooftop platform, which could only accommodate so many. They didn't look very exquisite, but they were rich and solid enough. With delicious food in hand and beautiful scenery outside the building, a group of people were so busy that they didn't know what to do.

Should I admire the one on the table first or the one on the railing?

Deputy County Magistrate Luo and Director Lu almost guarded the middle position facing south, one on the left and the other on the right. Teacher Ye invited Director Wan first. Director Wan, who was already familiar with several young people, saw that Yang Jingxing was confused and was about to follow him.

: "You have to go there

.”

Xu Wei nodded, and Lu Lin also expressed his position: "Don't worry, I will help you accompany Director Wan!" Yang Jingxing went to the main table and sat next to the radio and television leaders, and was patted on the shoulder and praised. Director Lu didn't have time to sit down.

, the leader of the tourism bureau introduced the three stones of Table Mountain, the stalagmites, the stone ears, and the stone frogs. I didn’t know that Mr. Ye ate the stone frogs.

Are you getting used to it? The village chief stood far away and continued. The main task of the village in the past two days was to catch this. Over there, he pointed in a very far direction.

Ye Shifeng observed it carefully: "I seem to have eaten it in Anhui. The method is different. I heard that it is not easy to catch." He looked up at the village chief.

The village chief took a step forward: "There are fewer and fewer of them. When I was a child, the ditch below was full of big ones. When I caught them, my mother couldn't bear to fry them. The waste oil..."

"You can bake it and eat it!" The leader of the Government Affairs Bureau said, "It tastes great!"

Lu Fengren sat down amidst everyone's laughter and discussion: "Teacher Ye, Village Chief Yu has definitely been able to catch this thing since he was a child. It's just that you have to climb mountains and ditches to find this thing. There are not many young people in the village who can crawl... Let's go first.

liquor."

Yang Jingxing, the youngest and most junior person, quickly showed some insight.

Ye Shifeng was also familiar with the overall situation: "Please take a seat... where is the driver?"

The drivers were arranged to eat at another restaurant, mainly because they couldn't drink. The township chief was at the next table, but the village chief was ordered by Director Lu to bring chairs to the main table. It didn't matter if he squeezed in a little.

There were seven men and two women at the main table. No one refused a glass of good wine, but everyone also looked after each other and explained that a director and a female deputy director were both abstaining from alcohol all year round due to health reasons, so they asked Teacher Ye to take care of them.

Ye Shifeng didn't mind and cared very much. Even at this age, he couldn't get much rest. In fact, he also had many indexes that exceeded the standard...

After sitting neatly and quietly for a while, everyone stood up again to welcome the distinguished guests!

After the ceremony, Ye Shifeng took out his chopsticks when he sat down, brought it to his mouth, took a bite of half a stick fish, and praised it repeatedly.

The leader of the tourism bureau became a little more confident. Of course Mr. Ye had eaten and seen countless things, but authentic wood-fired stove meals like today were probably rare. No wonder! Mr. Ye was very excited: "We are talking about the taste of home.

What is the taste of home? This taste melts into our taste buds and is engraved in our memories and engraved on our genes. This taste inspires family affection. This taste

It tastes like a harbor..."

People at several tables had to put down their cups and chopsticks and clap their hands...

On the one hand, I was all hungry, and on the other hand, the dining environment and food were quite rough, and the leaders and celebrities were eating without restraint. It was like a storm. The wine was also flowing fast, and Yang Jingxing had to prepare to open the second bottle before he found a chance to toast.

Lu Fengren also began to show his enthusiasm: "First of all, I would like to thank the county leaders for giving us this precious opportunity in Luoshui Village, Jiekeng Township..."

Of course, the colleagues nodded and affirmed that Director Lu did a great job and achieved great results.

"Actually, it's not the Agriculture Bureau's business." Lu Fengren seemed to show his true colors: "So some people say that I am nosy and looking for trouble..."

The deputy county magistrate seemed not to be prepared to interfere, but Ye Thifeng grabbed Director Lu's wrist: "I understand, I understand."

Lu Fengren didn't believe it: "There are 340 households in an administrative village, more than 1,400 people, and less than 300 people remain in the village..."

Ye Shifeng actually knows a little bit about it, because this is a common phenomenon, but the data he tells is not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes. Before, he also found that there were really few strong laborers in the village.

Lu Fengren had a grimace on his face: "We all went to work. We asked the young people to come back while we were working. He told me, my salary outside is higher than that of your government official. I can't make any money when I go back. Will the government support me...

"..." Several people at the table laughed, but soon stopped laughing. Yes, Director Lu said the same thing, who will take care of the elderly? The key is how to raise children? How many people can take root outside and find a sense of belonging?

, he has been doing it all his life

Zi Lulin still has a job after graduating from university, but he dare not talk about buying a house in Quhang. Ye Shifeng is not proud at all, but talks about what he has seen with some seriousness. There are more than thirty classmates in his elementary school.

Nowadays, three or four people who can settle down in the county can be considered as promising, and most of the rest are working as part-time workers for the first generation and the second generation as well.

, various fates have arisen, including death, imprisonment, divorce... The biggest feeling, or even the most fearful thing, is that even the rural areas are about to lose that human touch.

Everyone can agree with what the host said... But these are topics about adult experience. Those who have just left school should not participate. Yang Jingxing will be responsible for pouring the wine.

Everyone at the table expressed their opinions, and Director Lu wanted to urge the village chief to give Teacher Ye a drink.

The village chief is not very good at talking, but his drinking is unambiguous. Ye Shifeng has a tendency to shirk the blame, but he still gives enough face. Deputy County Magistrate Luo also has a good drinker, maybe half a jin less, and he can also keenly detect Oye.

Thi Feng seemed to have glanced at the empty plate and immediately said: "Lao Yu, boss, Shiwa

One more plate."

The village chief was so nervous that he put down his chopsticks: "It seems there are none. I'll go take a look."

"No, there won't be any today!" Lu Fengren was very sure, and he smiled and showed his drunkenness: "Teacher Ye, you are welcome to come again next time!"

Everyone laughed tacitly, but Ye Shifeng just smiled.

Then the people at the next table also moved towards the middle, saying "you can do whatever you want" to Ye Shifeng. Ye Shifeng indeed just said what he said but said it casually. Lu Fengren invited the village chief to open fire on the next door, and the village chief

They were responsible for paying respects to each one, and the director was responsible for asking all the leaders to come and play more. Some said they must bring their families to have fun again, some said they had come several times, and some just joked.

If I hadn't known him for so many years, I would have thought Director Lu had relatives here.

The township cadres here are relatively young and seem to be already familiar with Lu Lin Xu Wei. They come to talk to Yang Jingxing and drink with a joking smile: "Four Masters..."

Lu Lin laughed loudly, making others blush. The situation gradually became more relaxed. The female deputy director was able to talk to Ye Shifeng about her lover and children without drinking. It was only then that Yang Jingxing overheard some of Ye Shifeng's family situation.

But it’s just a public institution and someone who is still studying abroad. It’s the same as not saying anything.

.

Seeing that Lu Lin was also preparing to attack him, Ye Shifeng clapped his hands impatiently, and then waved to the boss: "Can I have another shredded potato, a little spicy and sour?"

Several people rushed to listen to the host's request, and then they remembered that Teacher Ye was from Shanxi. They didn't even care that Ye Shifeng said that he was not jealous because it was a good place.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came to serve three plates of shredded potatoes. She was familiar with the township cadres and was concerned about whether she had eaten.

Ye Shifeng probably heard it and half stood up: "Sister, are you the chef?"

The woman suddenly became a little shy, but her voice was bold: "I'm not my mother-in-law! He is my husband." She pointed at the boss who didn't look like a boss.

The tourism bureau said: "It turns out that in this family, the owner's father cooked for weddings and weddings in the village before he passed away. He was very famous, but everyone knew that he learned his cooking skills from his wife, and only half of them."

It seems that many people understand this, and the host and hostess also admit it with smiles.

Ye Shifeng sat up straight and clasped his hands together: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work, old man." He stood up again: "I'll go and learn a lesson too, okay?"

Seeing that the host was not pretending, the others quickly followed. Even after it was explained that the old man was deaf-mute, Ye Shifeng continued to go downstairs, walked over the ditch, found the door, and got in. What a big kitchen, in the huge cabinet

Between the table and the long stove with four large and small pots, there are seven or eight old, middle-aged and young women holding bowls and chopsticks, sitting or standing upright while eating, but they can still relax, but the originally cheerful atmosphere of chatting seems to have been interrupted.

interrupted

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Ye Shifeng was completely familiar with it: "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, why are the people who have worked the hardest and should enjoy the food here today."

The female deputy director, who does not drink, nodded softly: "Teacher Ye, come to see how hard everyone has worked..."

The leaders were very kind to the masses and very enthusiastic. After a while, Ye Shifeng grabbed the old lady's old and obviously restless hands and asked his daughter-in-law: "Will you live long?"

"Seventy-three, good health." The woman answered loudly and brightly, and then whispered to her mother-in-law: "Ask your age."

The old man seemed to be able to read the lips of his relatives. He immediately smiled more kindly and nodded repeatedly to Ye Shifeng. His expression seemed to be the most natural in the room and he hummed twice with half-open mouth.

My daughter-in-law skillfully translated: "You eat well and drink well."

"Wuyin year." Ye Shifeng bowed even more: "Only two years younger than my mother...how many children?"

"I have a brother." The male host said to himself: "He died in 2007 of cancer." The woman, who was estimated to be nearly sixty years old, was still holding the bowl and seemed ready to bring it to her mouth at any time. In fact, she was more eager to speak:

“A granddaughter has grown up and is in junior high school. She studies well and settles down with her mother in Deqing. They are both filial and filial.

Definitely come back to see her. She is kind to people. She always brings red envelopes for holidays and birthdays, and she also has a son and a daughter..."

Ye Shifeng still lamented about life, old age, illness and death, and told Yang Jingxing about the famous host who passed away last year. In fact, many people knew it better than Yang Jingxing. For example, during inspection, Ye Shifeng visited the kitchen and learned that the people who helped cook today were all from the village.

We usually help each other with farming. One of us also owns a restaurant. We don’t have customers every day, but the sales of vegetables are very good. Jiuchun

Everyone recognizes the “local cuisine” as being even sold as far away as Quhang.

There are two primary school students playing in the water behind the kitchen. They usually study in the countryside. There are only two hundred students in the rural central primary school. Ye Shifeng heard carefully about the female principal of the primary school who was reported by the news network last night. Unexpectedly

There is a relative of the outstanding female principal here who I met not long ago and said that the principal is now retired in her hometown and she can spend her old age in good health.
To be continued...