Where have the villagers seen this formation? Hulala gathered countless people to come up to see the rare and fresh, and everyone was talking excitedly, it was really more lively than the New Year!

Fu Ling and Uncle Zhao finally let everyone disperse, beckoning the city TV station and their friends to shoot and take pictures.

The chrysanthemum fields dotted with golden flowers, the beautiful green satin river and the endless bamboo forests on the riverside, and the beautiful scenery of the original waterfalls and streams in the cold spring valley, even the countless loquat trees in front of and behind the houses of every house in the village have become a beautiful scenery admired by people in the city.

It can be imagined how eye-catching the golden yellow of the village is when the loquat is ripe, and how pleasing it is to the eyes when the rhododendron reflects the mountain red when the flowering season comes......

A few people sighed that they had come at the wrong time, and joked that they should come twice next year to take pictures of the most beautiful side of Sikou Village.

Uncle Zhao and the others smiled from ear to ear, and of course they welcomed generously.

In addition to a few chrysanthemums for lunch, there are also local specialties. For example, the fish and shrimp in the river, the dried bamboo shoots and dried fungi on the mountain, and the original ecological green vegetables that have not been pesticide and chemical fertilizers in the vegetable field, several people are so satisfied that they praise again and again, their appetite is great, and they eat a bowl more than usual.

Before leaving in the afternoon, Lu Xiaoqing's mother and daughter grabbed several chickens and gave them two per person, packed in cardboard boxes, cut to breathe and not stain the car. One person also sent thirty authentic eggs.

Uncle Zhao's daughter-in-law sent a lot of dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms, and everyone smiled and thanked them again and again.

You must know that these are all natural and pollution-free good things, and you may not be able to buy them if you have money in the city.

The relationship between Rong Qian and Fu Ling is actually very good, there is no need to give gifts or anything like that, but this is a favor, there are other people in it, it is the intention to send some local products, and it is worth it if people can do more carefully in the later stage.

After the people from the city's TV station and newspaper office left, the village was still immersed in excitement, and everyone was waiting to read the newspaper. There is no one in the village, but Secretary Fu's office has it, and he said that he will bring one to everyone when the time comes.

The village can't receive the city's TV station, but it doesn't matter, Secretary Fu said that he will also pay attention, and when the time comes, he will record it with his mobile phone and show it to everyone.

It's all beautiful for the big guys!

In the blink of an eye, it was time for a batch of golden silk chrysanthemums to be picked.

With my previous experience, I was much more proficient in picking this time.

Glancing at the yellow chrysanthemum field, Lu's mother sighed and said that it would be great if she could collect it all this time, so as to save her worries.

Lu Xiaoqing smiled bitterly, and had to comfort her mother with kind words.

This thing is planted in the field, and some people just don't realize it, and they have to pick a few flowers and say that they have been a little hot recently and take them home to make tea to drink, what can you do? Can you grab it?

People will say, folks, pick a few flowers for you to be stingy like this? What's so great about a few broken chrysanthemums!

This kind of is not bad, just turn a blind eye to it.

Who calls the family who has few seeds? I can't manage it if I want to.

Uncle Zhao Sanshu has not shouted loudspeakers to broadcast, let everyone be civilized and conscious, don't engage in sabotage, the most important thing is to manage their own cattle, pigs and other livestock, manage their own children, and prohibit the destruction of Jutian. Otherwise, you should call the police, how to punish and how to punish, and then don't blame the face of the villagers.

And move with affection, let everyone know that if the golden silk chrysanthemum sells well this year, everyone can plant together next year, and they can make money, if they deliberately destroy bad things, it is equivalent to cutting off their own financial paths, don't do this kind of thing that hurts others and is not beneficial to yourself......

But even if Uncle Zhao shouted a loudspeaker, he only reminded and warned everyone not to sabotage, and did not say that picking was strictly prohibited.

It can be seen that there is no way to care about picking a few flowers along the way or not. It's not just Lu Xiaoqing's Jutian, it's the same with several other families.

There are also people who are angry and quarrel with others, but what's the use, you can't stay in the chrysanthemum all the time, you will always be secretly picked.

At this time, almost every household in the village can see the shadow of the golden silk chrysanthemum.

Some people take it to make tea, some people take it to insert bottles, some people spread it in the yard to dry so a dozen, one or twenty flowers, sometimes you can see a flower scattered into mud and dust when walking on the road, but what can be done? I can only hope to open it quickly, and then quickly pick it all.

Yesterday, I was angry, Aunt Lao Luo actually carried a basket and ran to Lu Xiaoqing's chrysanthemum field to pick the golden silk chrysanthemum, Lu's mother got the village children to run to tell her angrily and ran to the chrysanthemum field with a black face to question.

Aunt Lao Luo didn't have the slightest shortness of breath when she was caught, and said unhurriedly that she wanted to make a chrysanthemum pillow, so she picked more. Anyway, their family planted six acres, so much, and it is not bad.

also squeezed Lu's mother: "It's all my own family, I won't be reluctant to even give up a few chrysanthemums, right?" ”

Mother Lu was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and her tone was cold and hard to stop her, Aunt Luo was already red and jealous, but now the jealousy was even more aroused, and she quarreled with Mother Lu, and finally started to move.

The villagers who were so embarrassed to see the excitement hurriedly pulled away, and the two kept scolding.

In the end, Uncle Zhao and Lu Xiaoqing came, Lu Xiaoqing is a junior, and it is not easy to say anything when she is angry, Uncle Zhao said fairly, blaming Aunt Lao Luo for going too far, just pick a few flowers to make tea, what's the matter with a basket to pick? It's like the vegetables in someone else's garden, can you just move it?

Mother Lu was ruthless, and said hatefully: "Don't think that your family has no crops or crops, if you want to do this again, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

Aunt Luo was angry and screamed, "What do you mean? Yes? What do you mean! ”

Uncle Zhao and everyone talked about it, and Aunt Lao Luo threw a basket of chrysanthemums to the ground angrily, and left while scolding, and Mother Lu was angry and distressed, and went to pick it up while scolding.

Lu Xiaoqing also went with her to pick it up.

Uncle Zhao sighed and slapped everyone with a black face: "It's all from the same village, don't go too far, it's almost over, think about next year!" ”

The crowd sneered, but since then it has stopped a lot.

However, there are still a lot of people who take home to make tea and reduce the fire, especially some elderly people, even if they see it, they can only pretend not to see it.

Lu Xiaoqing was extremely glad that there were still so many families who planted with her family, if there was only one family in the whole village, she didn't dare to imagine what the scene would be like at the moment.

It reminded her of an old story.