Aunt Qi's brain is different from others!

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Guanghua glared at Aunt Qi with a gloomy face: "What's the matter with you?" Isn't it shameful enough! ”

Aunt Qi was aggrieved: "I'm not - it's good for you!" ”

"You don't care about my business in the future!" Zhao Guanghua was so angry that he turned his head and left, and he felt that he couldn't communicate with his mother at all.

"Hey, I'm talking about you, you dead boy!" Aunt Qi was so angry that she couldn't do it, and she was even more aggrieved, feeling that she was really kind and was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs. What the hell did she do wrong!

In the blink of an eye, it's October. After the late topping, weeding, plant scaffolding management, and the last fertilization, the golden silk chrysanthemum finally entered the final maturity period.

Suddenly, one morning, Lu Xiaoqing stepped on the dew and came to the chrysanthemum field, and found that a little small bud appeared on the branch at some point, and she was immediately surprised and delighted, and she was so happy that she almost jumped up on the spot.

It's finally time for this!

At this time, unless there is any uncontrollable natural and man-made disaster, it can basically be said that the dust has settled.

A year's hard work was not in vain.

As soon as she returned home, Lu Xiaoqing, who was in an extremely happy and brisk mood, couldn't wait to call Fu Ling to share the good news.

Fu Ling was also surprised and delighted: "Great! I'll go over in the afternoon and see for myself! ”

By the way, you can also check her out.

Where didn't Lu Xiaoqing understand his little bit of caution? My heart was sweet, and I smiled and said yes.

It was not yet afternoon, just after lunch, Fu Ling came.

It's autumn, the sky is high, the sun is shining, but the air is no longer suffocating to death, the autumn wind blows from time to time, cool and comfortable.

Lu Xiaoqing and Fu Ling walked on the ridge next to the chrysanthemum field, looking at the small buds that were spoking up with their heads, and they were in the same happy mood.

"Okay, you can breathe a sigh of relief, right? Well, I'm relieved! Fu Ling said with a smile.

"It's not," Lu Xiaoqing said with a smile: "The rest is to wait, the weather should be very good during this period of time, it will not affect the flowering, at most ten days, the flowers will be able to bloom!" ”

Lu Xiaoqing glanced at several acres of chrysanthemum fields, imagining the scene of golden flowers in her mind, and couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, it must be the most beautiful and beautiful picture.

I don't know when, more and more villagers also gathered, listening to Lu Xiaoqing's smile, seeing the starry little buds, they were all boiling, and the people who planted the golden silk chrysanthemum were excited, smiling.

"It's out, it's finally out, hahaha!"

"Ouch, there are so many buds, they grow so well, I'm afraid there are dozens or hundreds of them when they bloom, right?"

"Don't you see how well people take care of them on a regular basis? Circling all day long, there are not many flowers. ”

"Hehe, it's thanks to Xiaoqing! It's useless to be diligent, you have to talk about science! ”

"Yes, yes, we don't understand, it's all up to Xiaoqing!"

"Then you look like you're going to make a fortune this year, and if it's easy to sell, I'll plant some next year."

“......”

Everyone was talking and laughing, discussing warmly, looking forward to the future, surrounding Lu Xiaoqing and Fu Ling, sprinkled with laughter.

Aunt Qi was also in the crowd, looking at Lu Xiaoqing and Secretary Fu who were surrounded by big guys, and she always felt very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that she also planted golden silk chrysanthemums at home, she would definitely have to say cool things sourly at this time.

I thought that this Xiaoqing was too, why didn't she know how to avoid suspicion with Secretary Fu? Is it really good to be like this for a lonely man and a widow? Not at all! If you read too much of this book, you are susceptible to the influence of those messes, which is not good.

I thought again, Xiaoqing understands technology, so she couldn't have done this with Guanghua at the beginning? What are you doing when you ask Secretary Fu to come in? Guanghua is still a village, isn't it more negotiable?

At the end of October, the first batch of chrysanthemums finally bloomed.

The golden flowers, stretched in the bright autumn sun, look far away, the emerald green sea is dotted with sparse golden yellow, and it is particularly charming and beautiful in the sun.

In less than two or three days, the sparse golden yellow will turn into a sea of gold.

Lu Xiaoqing walks around Jutian at least three times a day, as do other people's homes.

When the flowers were three-quarters open, Lu Xiaoqing informed the families that they could start picking.

But don't rush to work, just wait for the sun to rise a little bit, and wait for the dew on the flowers to evaporate before picking.

Flowers that are stained with dew or rain cannot be picked.

Don't pick the flower bones that haven't opened yet, she patiently guided people one by one, picked one as a sample, and let the big guys pick according to the degree of blooming.

When picking flowers, countless villagers hold their hands or stand or squat next to watch the excitement, pointing and discussing, and their envy is overflowing. This is really waiting for the harvest, looking at the golden patch of the field, still so vibrant, thriving, can't help but make people envious.

It's just that no matter how envious you are, you can only wait for next year.

After harvesting, it is sent to the drying room for drying on the same day.

Because this is the first batch of flowers, they don't bloom too much, and because there are not many plants, it is easy to sort, and several families share the drying room, as long as you mark where each one is, you can dry them all at once.

Yao Hai felt that there were not many flowers picked at his own head, and he thought that the rent was expensive, so he was reluctant to rent a drying room, "I see that the sun is good these days, is it different to bask in such a big sun?" Otherwise, we still have a lot of charcoal left over from last year, and it is fast to use charcoal fire, so I don't need this drying room, right? It's a waste of money......"

It's still a matter of money.

Lu Xiaoqing and Uncle Zhao were a little speechless.

Especially Lu Xiaoqing, she was almost a little discouraged and wanted to give up.

Thinking about it, what you can't do or not has come to this point, isn't it a pity to give up at this time? It is not easy for rural people to make money, and it is normal for everyone to attach great importance to money.

What's more, in everyone's eyes, there is no concept of quality standardization at all, and everyone is more accustomed to and familiar with the saying "it's almost enough" and "it's okay".

Anyway, as long as it looks almost the same to the naked eye, and even if there is a small difference with the naked eye, everyone thinks that it is actually equal to no difference.

Who can do exactly as fine? For example, like cutting vegetables, cutting large pieces and small pieces are not the same vegetables, the same pot, and the same eating? What's the difference? No!

Isn't this golden silk chrysanthemum the same?

Isn't it just about making flowers dry?

Which family in the village is not an expert in this kind of thing? Dried bamboo shoots, dried beans, dried plum vegetables, dried sweet potatoes, who requires each one to be exactly the same color? That's pretty much it! What's the difference?