At this time, it is the season of green apricots.

The apricot trees that grow wildly everywhere are full of green apricots. Just one glance will make you a mouthful of water. The babies were disgusted, and from time to time they tore a handful of sour green apricots and put them in their mouths to chew, and then grinned and spit out mouthfuls of green juice. When I went home and sat down at the dinner table, I couldn't eat a bite of the rice in the pots and bowls, and I was so hungry that I swallowed my saliva. The neat milk teeth that grew out of their mouths were all soured by Qingxing. Experienced people force the baby to eat raw garlic. This can bring the sour teeth back up, but it is so hot that the babies are jumping on the high ground and crying. The adults all opened the baby's small mouth, aimed it at the mouth, and blew cool air violently. So, every year in this season, while tasting the sour and astringent taste of green apricots, the babies also have to swallow the stinks that blow out of the mouths of adults.

On the afternoon of the day before the May 1st Festival, the commune's correspondent arrived in a hurry. He informed that tomorrow morning, the commune would hold a meeting to celebrate the International Labor Day, and all village cadres would be asked to attend.

Sour Xing also asked the correspondent stupidly, what about the opening ceremony at noon tomorrow, do you still participate.

Even the little communicator who hadn't even grown up was stunned for a moment, and asked, what kind of ceremony, the leader didn't call the notice.

Sour Apricot knew she had made a fool of herself. He hurriedly said, it's not your business, it's not your business. Hurry up and get busy.

As soon as the hairy boy messenger left, Sour Xing immediately found the xylophone and said, "Destroy it, Ming'er's opening ceremony can't be done." If the commune wants to hold a meeting, not only will the leaders not be able to come, but I'm afraid we won't be able to squat at home to do it. He told him about the notice issued by the Commune.

Xylophone was also stunned, and said that Director Du had said that he had done it, and he would participate in it soon, and the plan had not changed quickly.

Sour apricot said with both hands, what can I do. Everything is arranged, just wait for his east wind. It seems that the wind has slipped away again. Isn't that fooling us?

Xylophone said, it's not a trick on us. In the beginning, we made a mistake. After that, it went wrong step by step. This is also a lesson that we should remember in the future.

Sour apricot twisted his neck and said, why are we wrong. Which thing is not done after asking for instructions first, and which thing is not done according to the leader's intention. It's our fault.

Xylophone smiled, I said something, don't be annoyed. You've done your best, and it may be hard to accept. The first mistake is that the day of the ceremony should not be set on the "May 1st" festival. This is an international holiday, can the superiors not take the opportunity to do some activities? This one is in conflict with our business. Our small family has to let everyone else. Otherwise, we'll push back the day by one day. Try to win the leadership to come, and also pay attention to it. Or, let's just do our own. When the leader is not present, he also sees a doctor and goes to school.

Sour apricot squirmed for a long time like a toothache, and said, our days and hours are up, it is a once-in-a-lifetime auspicious day, it is a pity not to use it. I think, let's go early tomorrow and listen to the opinions of the leaders. If the leaders don't have time, we'll do it ourselves. If the leader participates or not, it's just a scene, so what's the use of.

Sure enough, Director Du didn't have time. As soon as the meeting was dismissed in the morning, he had to rush to the county to see a meeting, and he couldn't come back for three days. In the end, Director Du apologized, it was me who lost my trust. Just this time, I'll remember it for you. When the time comes, I'll think about making it back.

He called Yang Xiande again and instructed that today's meeting had little content. After the meeting, you can gather the personnel of the relevant departments and take them to Xinghua Village. Send the doctor and teacher first, simply do a listing ceremony, and come back immediately. Don't miss your afternoon's work.

Such an arrangement made the sour apricots speechless and grateful. Sour apricot recited a happy song to Director Du vigorously.

Director Du waved his hand and said, don't keep chanting Bodhisattva in front of me. If this school and the health center don't do well, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people, and immediately recruit the people I sent back. On the Commune's side, the manpower is desperately tight.

Frightened, Sour Apricot quickly closed her mouth and retreated.

As a result, the celebration ceremony of the new daughter-in-law of Xinghua Village for the first time in the sedan chair was finally held as scheduled.

Five or six leaders from the commune, together with the young Dr. Yao Jinfang and Mr. Hu, stood in front of the brand-new gates of the village primary school and the village clinic under the curious and expectant gaze of the whole village, and took turns to speak congratulations. In the sound of firecrackers, the two wooden signs of "Xinghuacun Primary School" and "Xinghuacun Health Center" written by Li Zhenshu were hung on the lintels of the two gates.

As soon as the ceremony was over, Sour Apricot let the commune come to his house again. He said, "It's still my brother's day of celebration." Please enjoy the light, drink a glass of wine before leaving.

The people in the commune said, Lao He, why didn't you say it earlier. I drank the wedding wine, and I didn't even bring a gift, how embarrassed.

Sour Xing said busily, as long as the leader is happy, it will be my brother's blessing.