After leaving the douban filling room, Xiao Yonghui took Jiang Rou to see the processing workshop of orange sauce, honey grapefruit tea, chili sauce and other products, and there was also a large factory building, with hundreds of sauce jars neatly placed in the partition, which looked spectacular.

Xiao Yonghui said that those were fermenting bean paste.

And then there's their warehouse, where truckloads of products are loaded onto trucks and pulled to various places.

It's really a bit of a big factory.

At noon, Xiao He rushed over from Xiaozao Village, and the three of them had lunch outside.

Xiao Yonghui ordered a table full of dishes, ordered a wine brew for Jiang Rou, and he and Xiao He drank freshly brewed beer.

Xiao Yonghui gave Xiao He the wine, and there were already a few plates of cold dishes on the table.

"Brother Xiao, are you doing your job well?"

Xiao He took a sip of his wine glass, "It's not bad, I finally solved the matter of the poor households." Qin Laohan also applied for the money to repair the house. ”

Jiang Rou, who was used to drinking mash balls, was stunned for a moment,

Did she hear it right, Old Man Qin?

Jiang Rou's mind popped up with the old man who was playing tricks

"Wait, you're talking about that scoundrel Qin Laohan?"

Xiao He looked at Jiang Rou's surprised face and smiled, "Yes, it's that old man Qin." ”

"Brother Xiao, do you still help him apply for a house repair for such a person, aren't you afraid of being relied on by him?"

Xiao He shook his head, "This is what I should do." I am the village party secretary, there are poor households in the village, and the state has policies, so of course I have to help my villagers fight for it. ”

Jiang Rou was a little afraid of those Diao people, and she would never get involved with those people if she didn't have to

These people don't listen to reason, and they will play ruthlessly

"You're doing your job, aren't you?

Xiao He looked at Xiao Yonghui and Jiang Rou with a mysterious smile, "Guess what's wrong?"

Jiang Rou said without thinking about it, "There must be something wrong." ”

Xiao He smiled, "Yes, but this mess is not on Qin Laohan, but on other villagers." ”

Jiang Rou was a little surprised, "How do you say that?"

"Other villagers want to divide the poverty alleviation funds of several poor households in the village equally, and they come to trouble me every day. ”

Xiao Yonghui also closed his mouth in surprise, "There is still such a thing?"

"This is too unreasonable, you don't have to think about it to know that it's ugly. ”

A plate of tomato brisket was served, and the eggplant-red broth was soaked in the soft and delicious beef and potatoes stewed.

Jiang Rou and Xiao Yonghui's appetites were hung up by Xiao He, and they didn't pamper this plate of beef.

Xiao He clamped a chopstick, "Why don't you eat?"

Jiang Rou asked urgently, "What about the follow-up, how did you complete your work?"

Xiao He laughed, "Do you dare to believe it? Qin Laohan heard that I helped him apply for a poverty subsidy to repair his house, and he came over to beat away the troublesome villagers. ”

"I'm going to work hard in the future. ”

Xiao He took a sip of wine in a good mood

Jiang Rou and Xiao Yonghui's mouths couldn't close in surprise

Jiang Rou: "I thought that Qin Laohan would be disgusted with the lack of money, and then pester you." ”

Xiao Yonghui laughed, "It's really a big play, I really didn't expect that other villagers would rob poor households of money." ”

Xiao He also sighed, "Yes, born at the bottom but trampling on each other. It's like the Colosseum. ”

"But we're not qualified to be overlookers. We're just a little bit lucky. ”

Jiang Rou thought of Wang Cuiying, who abused each other and tore her hair, Ren Jing, who went out at 5 o'clock in the morning when selling vegetables, and Qin Laohan who sprinkled on the ground, everyone had their own grievances and bitterness behind them.

Jiang Rou picked up her drink cup, "Come on, let's have a drink." ”

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In Qiaozhu's days, Jiang Rou followed the trucks in the factory to the countryside to buy oranges, peppers, mushrooms, etc. Xiao Yonghui accompanied her to run all over the mountains, Qiaozhu County is vast, and Jiang Rou followed the car to many small towns and villages that she had never heard of.

Her favorite moment is every evening, and bags of vegetables are crammed into the roofless box of the pickup truck to return home, the evening wind blows, and the glorious sunset above her head is like a colorful brocade woven by fairies, red, orange, purple in the sky large expanses of rendering,

Jiang Rou was wearing a straw hat, with long sleeves and long pants on her body, which had been stained with dirt due to her labor, with some mud spots and yellow dust marks, Jiang Rou sat on the cardboard, leaning on the top of the potatoes, and her big braids were also stained with dust.

On this country road, crowded in a pickup with bags of potatoes, Jiang Rou watched these peaks go away little by little, dyed golden by the afterglow of the sun, and suddenly, suddenly she seemed to feel real freedom.

She has never had the courage to practice this kind of life.

She went to work in comfortable but cheap clothes, and then got covered in mud and dust, and sat behind the pickup truck and huddled with the vegetable goods, regardless of the scenery flowing next to her, whether it was the mountains and trees or the traffic in the city, and being a peasant girl in a quiet and beautiful little village, life was simple, and her thoughts were simple.

Jiang Rou excitedly shouted at the mountains, "Goodbye! Tomorrow I will be my new self!"

Say goodbye to this consumerist world, people should not become slaves to anything or anyone, do not kneel down and bow to anyone, what people need is a free and noble spirit.

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In Qiao Zhu's days, she couldn't think about it, how much she resisted this place before, and how much she loved it now.

Follow the truck to the countryside to harvest vegetables, dry watercress with female workers in the factory, and go to the greenhouse to see the growth of vegetables and flowers...... Such a leisurely day passed in a flash, and a month passed.

In Qiaozhu's month-long days, she worked with female workers and farmers every day and got in touch.

When you respect them, those faces are simple and kind, and "little intellectuals" like her always like to think that they are better than those vulgar, uneducated manual laborers, which is a prejudice based on social Darwinism, how arrogant when you look down, how humble you are when you look up. Even if a person reads all kinds of advanced books and memorizes them like a stream, if he still cannot break the shackles of spiritual enslavement, then he cannot be regarded as an intellectual.

In Qiao Zhu's past month, Jiang Rou's thoughts seemed to be washed, and the thoughts and thoughts that were only vague before, but now they converged from a thin trickle into a big river and sea, causing a storm in her mind.

Jiang Rou's fans have risen to more than 15 million, and her recorded rural life and some small insights have attracted many people.

Jiang Rou looked at the new fans on Weibo and smiled, close contact with nature will really increase people's spirituality, she can write poems. Now her nickname is not only called, "a famous township female entrepreneur", "Sister Pickup", but also a "poet".

Jiang Rou selected a photo of the mountains taken today and passed it on, the mountainside was surrounded by a white mist, up and down, high and low, like rolling waves. Then she pasted up the poems she had written on a whim in the memo.

Jiang Rou smiled and clicked to release,

Today's sharing is complete~

"You have denied yourself

You're small

There is no vine to rely on

Companion with worm soil

Stretch on the ground

It is your destiny to be trampled on

How unjust God is

Even put our fate in the first place

Divided into the high

"Am I Suffering Because of Original Sin?"

You asked me crying

My little seedlings

You spit fragrantly

Lots of greenery

It's a creation that couldn't be more beautiful

But your head is always up

I can't see my own cuteness

You envy the big trees

Envy of the birds

Envy everything you can see

But have you bowed your head?

Have you ever noticed grass, flowers, and ants?

You are envious

Still glad

compare

There is no limit to going up and down

It became a big tree

You will grieve for yourself

There are no stars

As a vine, you rejoice in yourself

Tougher than grass

If your value is defined in the comparison

so

This is a poor and shameful soul

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