The village chief also spoke up to defend him, "Dapeng is right, we rural people don't like that set of arts, as long as the name is good." ”

Most of the people in Changshui Village are nothing, and everyone doesn't understand those names that are particularly artistic, and they all think that the name Fuguiju is very good.

Festive, the meaning is also good.

Gu Changcheng said that the name of his homestay was 'Gui Tianyuan' because the style of the house is retro and the surrounding environment is also farmland.

It just so happened that his son recently learned Tao Yuanming's ancient poem "Returning to the Garden and Pastoral Home", so he took this name.

Feng Nian said that his house is small and there are few rooms, but the style is very warm, so he took the name of 'Little Nest House', hoping to give people a warm feeling of returning to their homes when they are tired of birds.

Gu Jingyun sighed, sure enough, he is a learner, and his mind is so delicate.

After listening to them, the village chief put away the steel for writing and inserted it into his jacket pocket, "Okay, then let's do it first!" In the past few days, I have made the signs, so our village is also a place to play, how can we not even have a street sign. ”

Then he put the notebook of his work in his bag, and prepared to leave.

As the head of a village, now that everyone is working hard to build their village, he thinks that he can't be left behind!

Especially in the recent incidents, he felt that Gu Jingyun had played a big role, but he, the village chief, did some auxiliary work, and he didn't have a sense of accomplishment at all.

Then he decided that he had to learn and do something worthy of his title of village chief.

So he asked his son to find him some domestic folk villages on the Internet, as well as cases of the construction of scenic spots, and prepared to learn and see how those successful scenic spots were built.

The street sign was something he remembered himself.

It happened that some time ago, Meng Fangzhi paid the contract fee, and several members of the village committee also agreed, so he put the matter of making street signs on the agenda.

Now that the matter is done, I think it can be easier now!

Unexpectedly, when he got up the next morning, Luo Youfu came.

Gu Jingyun was holding a bowl of fish fillet porridge, talking to a few tourists living in the homestay, and put the bowl down first when he saw him coming.

"Uncle Luo, have you eaten breakfast? Do you want to have a bowl of porridge to drink? Gu Qian beckoned.

"No, no, I ate breakfast, a big bowl of noodles!" Luo Youfu smiled innocently, and craned his neck to look around, "Xiaoyun, are there still peanut seeds at home?" ”

"Yes, uncle, how much do you want?" She thought for a moment and remembered that her mother had put the peanut seeds in the room on the first floor where the sundries were kept.

She walked in and saw that there was still half a sack, and she didn't know if it was enough.

She carried the sack into the yard and asked Luo Youfu, "Uncle, have you seen enough of these?" ”

Luo Youfu looked at it, half a sack of peanuts, estimated to be about fifty catties, "Enough, enough, completely enough, Xiaoyun, you bring me a plastic bucket, fill me with a bucket, I mentioned the mountain." ”

Gu Jingyun agreed and gave it to him.

When I came back, I asked, "Uncle Luo, what are you doing with peanuts, are you going to grow peanuts at home?" ”

The Luo family used to have several acres of land in the village, and after the two fathers and sons left, they let a family in the village plant it.

When the father and son came back last year, the family returned the land to them, and the two men needed a lot of food for a day.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^