Volume 2 Summer Chapter 22 Trumpet Flower
Seeing that there were customers coming to the store, Qin Yao wanted to leave first, but when she heard Feng Chunxi talking to this person about planting sunflowers, she also became interested in participating.
"Excuse me, Haruki, are you going to plant sunflowers?" Qin Yao interjected.
"Yes, I've always had a sunflower in my heart and I want to make it a reality." Feng Chunxi turned back to Qin Yao and said, only then did he remember that he only cared about talking to Wang Zhitao and ignored Qin Yao.
"Can I join, then? I'm also looking forward to a patch of sunflowers. ”
"Yes, this is a very dirty and hard job for planting, I'm afraid you're a girl, I'm afraid you'll ......" Feng Chunxi felt in his heart that a girl like Qin Yao might not even be able to turn over the soil for flower pots.
"Let's just go see the place today, we don't have to do anything, this girl can go if she wants." Wang Zhitao on the side said.
"Also, if you want to go, let's go together in the afternoon."
Wang Zhitao called the owner of the brick factory on the spot and agreed to meet at the brick factory at two o'clock in the afternoon. At half past one, Wang Zhitao and Qin Yao each returned to the gardening shop, Wang Zhitao was still dressed casually in the morning, and Qin Yao changed into a set of gray sportswear. Qin Yao wanted to drive her MINI, but Wang Zhitao refused, considering that the village road was a little rough, it was more convenient to drive his Pusang.
Xijiao Village is a village close to the city, and there are more vegetable greenhouses and factories in the village, and the construction of rural roads is also relatively good. It only took more than ten minutes to arrive at the location of the brick factory. An old Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped in the open space, and when Feng Chunxi and the others arrived, a middle-aged man in a black polo shirt got out of the car.
"Come here, O king." As he spoke, the middle-aged man stepped forward to shake hands with Wang Zhitao.
"Boss Chen, you arrived so early." Wang Zhitao replied.
"I happened to be back in the village for some other business, and I came in the morning. Are these two the ones you said you want to rent land to grow melon seeds? Boss Chen shifted his gaze to Feng Chunxi, and finally stopped at Qin Yao.
"This is Feng Chunxi, the owner of a gardening shop, he wants to rent land, and that lady is his friend."
Under Wang Zhitao's introduction, Feng Chunxi took the initiative to shake hands with Boss Chen. Then, Boss Chen took the initiative to shake hands with Qin Yao, Qin Yao hesitated slightly, but still stretched out his right hand.
Although Boss Chen looked greasy, he was quite cheerful, and took Feng Chunxi and others to visit the abandoned site of the brick factory on the spot. More than five acres of land are overgrown with weeds and wildflowers, and the grass is full of broken bricks, reminding people that this was once a brick-burning kiln. The two old factories are dilapidated, and it is still possible to store some tools temporarily. According to Boss Chen, the brick factory was founded by his father, and his family earned their first pot of gold, but the government later shut down the brick factory due to environmental concerns. Now his family has a small business in the city. This place has been idle, and I have not found any suitable use.
The two sides finally agreed to waive the rent this year, and the cost of land ploughing will be borne by Feng Chunxi himself, and the rent will be 2,500 yuan a year starting next year. Feng Chunxi wanted to sign a formal contract, but Boss Chen refused to say anything, and bluntly said that he was not short of this money, which was half rented and half given away for the sake of Officer Wang's face. Finally, at Wang Zhitao's suggestion, the two parties wrote two simple agreements on the gold paper inside the cigarette box, indicating the lease area and amount.
After Boss Chen left, Feng Chunxi, Wang Zhitao, and Qin Yao checked the venue together, and a golden sunflower seemed to have appeared in his eyes. The place should be pushed down with a forklift, turning all the weeds and rubble on the surface underneath, and turning the moist soil to the surface, so that it can be planted.
With the help of Wang Zhitao, he quickly contacted a forklift and a tractor. Tomorrow a forklift will completely level the ground, and then a tractor will tow a professional tool to break it up. With such an area, it is possible to complete the entire work in one day. When the seeds arrive, hire a few local villagers to sow them on demand using a corn on-demand planter.
After explaining the precautions to the forklift master, Wang Zhitao proposed to go to the nearby farmhouse restaurant for a light meal, and he arranged it. The restaurant is exactly what an ordinary villager's house is, with two large brick houses and a large yard with cucumbers, beans, tomatoes, cabbage and other crops. The main cooking force is the kitchen stove and the big iron pot, and there are two other stoves in the yard to stir-fry with a large horse spoon. The cuisine is all authentic farmhouse dishes, such as stir-fried meat with salted cucumbers, stewed tofu with small river fish, scrambled eggs with mountain bud rice, and potato soup with shepherd's cabbage.
While waiting for the dishes, Wang Zhitao took Feng Chunxi and Qin Yao to the garden to pick cucumbers and tomatoes. Qin Yao came to play in the yard of this kind of farmhouse for the first time, and she was not afraid that the mud would stain her shoes, so she got under the cucumber rack and every time she found a cucumber, she would hear a giggle of laughter. Wang Zhitao seemed to be quite familiar with the boss, went to the vegetable field to pick a handful of coriander and shallots, and squatted on the edge of the garden to help pick vegetables.
Feng Chunxi was attracted by the trumpet flowers on the fence, which are mainly purple, pink, and white, and almost every post-80s generation, including most of the post-90s, should have seen it when they were young. At that time, many people who lived in bungalows would plant a few trumpet flowers at the entrance of the courtyard. It crawls all over the fence like a creeper and produces trumpet flowers that bloom from early summer to autumn. Of course, its scientific name should be morning glory. Thinking of this, the familiar melody already appeared in Feng Chunxi's mind:
"Little petunias, blooming all over the bamboo fence, one after the other, blowing the little trumpet......"
Nowadays, there are very few people who plant trumpet flowers, because this kind of flower is only suitable for planting next to fences, and there are fewer and fewer people living in bungalows, and there are very few people who still build fences in rural areas, so trumpet flowers are naturally rare.
"Chunxi, give." Feng Chunxi looked at the morning glory in a daze, Qin Yao already liked cucumbers and tomatoes, and at this moment she was handing a red tomato to Feng Chunxi.
Feng Chunxi took the tomato and took a bite of it, it was sweet and sandy, the same as when he was a child. He looked at the tomato in his hand and was a little stunned, this scene seemed to have been seen somewhere. The hedge-filled trumpet flowers and sandy tomatoes gave him the illusion of going back to his childhood.
"Chunxi, why do you keep looking at these morning glories, do you like them very much?" Qin Yao gulped down the tomatoes in his hand and asked with a smile.
"Yes, I was very fond of this flower when I was a child, and we used to hide and play by the fence with morning glories so that we could not get caught in the sun. Sometimes bees and butterflies are also caught on morning glories. ”
"Sounds so interesting." Qin Yao squatted beside Feng Chunxi, and also looked at these little trumpets carefully, and seemed to have discovered the unique beauty of these flowers, and then said: "Next time I will bring a drawing board and draw a morning glory, it must be very beautiful." ”
At this time, Wang Zhitao had already picked and washed the shallots and coriander, and also walked towards Feng Chunxi and them. He also walked and ate vegetables in his hand, not cucumbers or tomatoes, but shallots.
"Officer Wang, did you eat green onions raw like this?" Qin Yao looked at him in disbelief and said.
"The shallots in summer are not spicy, but a little sweet." Wang Zhitao said and took another big bite.
Qin Yao's expression was even more speechless: "It's not that I'm afraid of spicy, but it will have a taste." ”
Wang Zhitao looked at the green onion in his hand, then threw it on the ground and replied, "I'm sorry, I forgot that girls don't like the smell of eating green onions." ”
When the two ducks saw the green onion leaves on the ground, they immediately rushed over, Qin Yao looked a little funny, his eyes were staring at the direction where the duck was running, and he continued: "It's okay, I have chewing gum in my bag, do you want to eat one." ”
After an afternoon of contact, Wang Zhitao and Qin Yao have become acquainted, at least more than Feng Chunxi and Qin Yao.