When Kang Mingsong woke up, the courtyard was quiet, he didn't have to think about it, the blanket on his body must have been taken out of the house by his mother or second sister.

Yawning and stretching, Cummingsong walked to the sink and washed his face, which dispelled the sleepiness.

During this time, I was really tired, and I had to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to help pick and pack vegetables, and after the vegetables were shipped away, I had to come back to breed and raise seedlings.

After a busy day, in the evening, Kang Mingsong still had to take the time to code Braille and update it to give readers some comfort. Otherwise, the grumpy readers will riot, and maybe send some blades to his house or something.

For the time being, he has not completely given up his job as an Internet writer, although for him now, the meager remuneration income is negligible, but Kang Mingsong is a person who has a beginning and an end, and he has persevered for several years, and he doesn't want to end up as a eunuch.

However, Kang Mingsong already has the intention of sealing the pen, first, with the development of the industry, his work is becoming more and more heavy, and he no longer has much energy to write;

Kang Mingsong woke up just at the right time, Xiu Chengyan and Kang Minghui had already made lunch, and they were about to start eating.

For rural people, noon is the time to work, so this lunch is simple, most families simply cook some noodles or something, eat in a hurry, and then continue to work.

Kang Mingsong's family is no exception, and he has been busy lately.

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After Kang Dazhi and the others had lunch, they continued to work in the greenhouse, while Kang Mingsong was taking care of the newly cultivated seedlings in the seedling greenhouse, and Hong Zhengli and his party from the village-based team came to the door again.

In addition to Hong Zhengli and Qian Qiang of the village-based work team, there were also two staff members from the township, Yin Liu, the leader of the village, and Xiu Liangkun, a staff member of the group stationed in the mountain village.

Xiu Liangkun is a cousin of Kang Mingsong, in his early fifties, and now he is a department-level researcher, and he is already a retired veteran cadre who is ready to retire when he is old.

They came this time to calculate the income of a dozen or so poor households in a group of backing villages. It is now the end of the year, and all kinds of work will come to an end, and it is also the right thing to calculate the income account of the poor households for a year.

In addition, Hong Zhengli also told Kang Mingsong that his family is now developing well, the economic situation has improved significantly, and the task force is ready to include his family in the first batch of poverty alleviation targets this year.

In this regard, Hong Zhengli also publicized to him a series of policies on poverty alleviation, such as the policy of two no worries and three guarantees, and the policy of poverty alleviation for three years, that is, after poverty alleviation, there is still a three-year poverty alleviation consolidation period, during which he will still enjoy a poverty alleviation policy.

In this regard, Kang Mingsong has no opinion. Seriously, he is a little embarrassed to let him continue to stay in the ranks of poor households now.

If it weren't for Hong Zhengli and their desire to take the Kang family as a typical poverty alleviation target, he would have wanted to quit by himself.

Kang Mingsong happily signed the income accounting form, and then filled out a poverty alleviation application form as required, and pressed his fingerprints.

According to what Hong Zhengli said, there is a series of procedures behind the "721" movement, and Kang Mingsong did not pay attention to the deliberations of the residents' group meeting and the residents' representative meeting, and there is no problem with these procedural things for their family.

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"It's so cold!" Cummingsong pushed open the door, and a burst of cold air rushed into his face, and he shivered.

In the mountain village in late December, the minimum temperature in the morning and evening has dropped to several degrees below zero. Every morning, when I wake up, my eyes are filled with white hair cream.

"Hey, it's snowing!" Kang Mingsong walked into the yard and found that the ground of the yard was not covered with ice, but snow-white snowflakes.

Kang Mingsong looked at it, the snow had stopped, and it seemed that it was falling very quickly after the early hours of last night before there would be so much snow.

Snow is a common occurrence in the high-altitude villages in December, and most of the Spring Festival in previous years will be spent in heavy snowfall.

Accustomed to seeing the scene of heavy snow closing the mountain in the mountain village, Kang Mingsong didn't have much excitement for a long time, and felt that there was not much difference between snow and rain.

As he grew older, Mr. Cummingson felt that many things had lost their excitement and had become more and more bland. Chinese New Year, snow, firecrackers, watching TV......

Is it true that the more you grow, the less happiness you will have?

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Last night, the snow was not small, and Kang Mingsong visually measured that the snow was at least about five centimeters. Such a thick accumulation of snow will definitely not work, and it must be disposed of.

With a big broom, he swept the snow into a heap and finally piled it in the corner with a shovel. There is a drainage ditch here, and when the snow melts, the snow will flow down the ditch and out of the yard, so you don't have to worry about getting wet.

The yard of the old house is more than one acre, Kang Mingsong's physique is not good, and he is still a little blessed, after sweeping it all, he is panting a little, his head is steaming, it seems that this morning's morning exercise can be avoided.

Just when Kang Mingsong piled the last bit of snow into the corner, the second sister stuck out her head from the opposite window and asked, "Sanmao, you have swept the snow clean!"

Because the weather forecast said early that the high-altitude areas of Guxing District had been more ice and snow in recent days, Wen Yanran informed him early that the time when Liuxian Pavilion came to pull vegetables would be changed recently, from the previous every morning to every afternoon, when the ice on the road melted and the vehicles were safer.

Naturally, the Cummingsong family will not object to this, because it means that they no longer have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to pick vegetables as before.

After Liuxian Pavilion changed to pull vegetables in the afternoon, they could sleep lazily in the morning, get up at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, eat breakfast, and then go to the greenhouse, pick the vegetables slowly and methodically, pack and transport them to the side of the highway, and wait for Liuxian Pavilion's car to come and pull the vegetables away in the afternoon.

Naturally, the Cummingsong family will not object to this, because it means that they no longer have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to pick vegetables as before.

After Liuxian Pavilion changed to pull vegetables in the afternoon, they could sleep lazily in the morning, get up at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, eat breakfast, and then go to the greenhouse, pick the vegetables slowly and methodically, pack and transport them to the side of the highway, and wait for Liuxian Pavilion's car to come and pull the vegetables away in the afternoon.

Naturally, the Cummingsong family will not object to this, because it means that they no longer have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to pick vegetables as before.