Chapter 52

Over the weekend, this life-sustaining miracle drug for migrant workers arrived as scheduled.

However, for the vast number of service industries, the happiness of workers corresponds to their busyness.

Before 8 o'clock, groups of tourists rushed to Daishan Zoo from different channels, some of them had large bags and small bags, and some of them traveled lightly, but no matter which one they had, the common point was that they would pack themselves from beginning to end, and at a glance they were ready to fight with the sun for 300 rounds.

What are these people doing?

The aunt who happened to pass by to buy breakfast was full of question marks, Daishan Zoo is similar to a small garden in front of the house for local residents, even if I heard some news before, saying that this zoo is fun, but there is always a little confusion in my heart: what flowers can be embroidered by that pimple.

Before, I heard that there was an event with the bullfrog shop, and she didn't go to the zoo, but the bullfrog ate it, and it tasted good, but after the holiday, the restaurant was withdrawn, and the people got together again.

This aunt bought breakfast and came back, looking at the appearance of seeing only many people but not seeing less, and finally couldn't help but ask, and the reply she received made her feel even more incredible, how could there be a group of people who happily came to do day work? Or do you do farm work?

Not only did the aunt not understand, but Pu Luo didn't really understand it too much, even if the students were counted, what was the purpose of those working parties to bring their children to play with the mud?

Probably it is the instinctive desire and closeness of human beings to the land.

The early arrival of the tourists made Pu Luo have to hurriedly deal with breakfast, so he came to the gate of the zoo with a loudspeaker to register the visitors who participated in the event, and while registering and signing in, he also handed out a number plate for people to divide into groups.

Today's activities will be organized according to groups.

And the teacher who leads the team is - Dangdangdang ~ Because no one in the zoo will plant fruit trees, so in order to ensure the survival rate of trees, the director of the park also specially hired four fruit farmers this time, and they will lead four teams to plant fruit trees.

At the same time, considering that the growers are generally introverted and have no teaching experience, Puluo also assigned two teaching assistants to each of them, and they chose both university students with cheerful personalities majoring in broadcasting or media.

Puluo had already communicated with the growers before, and they already had a good idea of the fruit trees they were going to plant, and Puluo was very reassuring to them.

Hey, the work is all in the hands of the growers and volunteers, what is Puluo going to do?

The work of Pu Luo and the principal is also very important!

They are responsible for the logistics of the entire team.

The zoo does not charge or pay for this event, but it will pack a lunch, which will be delivered to the gate of the park by the other party, and Lu Wu and Pu Luo will transport the lunch boxes to various activity points.

In addition, considering that planting trees is also heavy physical work, the kind director also prepared a cold sour plum soup for them as a supplement.

The director's sour plum soup is not made with concentrated juice, all the ingredients are the medicinal materials purchased by the director himself, and the hawthorn inside is just harvested and dried in season.

The taste of the freshly cooked sour plum soup is complex, this is originally a prescription, so it is also necessary to follow the first decoction and the second decoction of traditional Chinese medicine, and then mix, the soup is sour and bitter, because there is no roselle and mulberry to enhance the color, so the color is very natural slightly brown, at first glance it looks inconspicuous, and the taste of drinking is also with the taste of Chinese herbal medicine, it is not delicious, but whether the thing is good or not, the body will tell you.

This is completely different from the sour plum juice mixed with flavor syrup, the former has a high sugar content, and the more you drink it, the hotter it gets.

People are in good spirits, no longer sluggish, sweat seems to be less flowing, and the appetite that has been reduced under the dual effect of fatigue and heat seems to have been resurrected.

As it turned out, the director's decision was very far-sighted, and the chilled plum soup was warmly welcomed by the visitors everywhere he went.

As soon as they saw the cart, these urban people, who were so exhausted by the rocks, mud, and uncontrollable farm tools that they couldn't handle, almost immediately threw away their tools and gathered around the buckets, where they were catching water cup by cup.

At the beginning, there were still people who were not accustomed to drinking, thinking that this sour plum soup was not icy or sweet and had a medicinal taste, and some people knew that the director of the garden was using real materials, and immediately praised the director for his conscience and good skills, praised the hard work of the teacher Xiaopu, and praised Puluo's face was flushed, and he was more energetic to work.

Soon he arrived at the last labor point, and the people who came here were tourists who brought their own temperate seedlings, and the people here were the most curious of Puluo.

He really wanted to know why they bought a local fruit tree at home, and why they decided to give it to the zoo.

However, I didn't pay attention to it when I was divided into teams, but now I see that this team has a high silver hair content.

Almost two-thirds of them are grandparents.

But don't look at their age here, but they're very efficient.

By the time Pu Luo arrived, the people here had basically planted the seedlings they had brought, and there were still some seedlings purchased by the principal.

As soon as they saw Pu Luo pushing the drink bucket, these old people blossomed with joy, and some took over the help of help, and even some spontaneously organized order.

There was a tacit understanding in the excitement of the scene, and there was no need for volunteers to help, and a few aunts held the scene.

I don't know why, under this atmosphere and a strange sense of oppression, it didn't take long for Pu Luo to sit in the shade of the tree with the sour plum soup in his hand and drink water, next to the volunteers who were also forced to be useless and were stuffed with sour plum soup by his aunt.

Both of them are stuffed with thirsty and crisp, and fresh cucumbers with a little coolness in their hands, and they are nibbling on them one bite at a time.

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But after a while, Pu Luo leaned over to an uncle, who was wearing an old man's shirt, full of gorgeous hair but in good spirits, and looked very kind with a smile, "Teacher Pu, I want to inquire about something with you." ”

Pu Luo hurriedly swallowed the cucumber in his mouth and responded: "You say." ”

"That's it, which teacher wrote it, do you know?" As he spoke, a mobile phone was handed to him, and Pu Luo looked at it fixedly, and it was exactly the other day when he was tortured by the handwritten input method, and he simply looked for a notice written in pen and ink, and was immediately confused.

This...... Could it be that there is something wrong with what he wrote, and now he is being approached?

Pu Luo sounded the tenth-level alarm in his heart, and asked instead of answering: "Is there anything wrong with this writing?" ”

"Hey, nothing." The old man's expression became more kind, like a big bad wolf who had kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood: "It's just that we think he writes this word strangely well, and we want to communicate with him and learn from him." ”

Oh, the word...... Belch......

Puluo is even more inexplicable, isn't it just writing? It's not a fight, what's there to learn about.

But it's not that there's a problem with the content, so Pu Luo readily admitted: "Thank you for your appreciation, this is what I wrote." ”

The old man's kind expression froze, he turned sideways, rubbed his ears, muttered something, and then turned his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiaopu, I seem to have a bit of a problem with my ears when I'm older, just now you said that which one from your family wrote it?" ”

Pu Luo raised his hand and poked his cheek with the tip of his index finger.

Puluo: =w=

Old man:......

He was stunned for a while, laughed, and praised while laughing: "Okay, good, since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, and I have taken a picture, Teacher Xiaopu, please ask you, do you have a teacher?" Whose copybook is copying? I look at your words with face and willow bones, and there is a unique charm between the disconnections, I really like it. ”

Pu Luo tilted his head slowly, ah, it turned out that he was going to ask this question.

"Copying ......," Pu Luo pondered his own upbringing, "I have never copied any calligraphy, but I learned to write from my father and brother, who like to make friends with people who can write well, and I have a brother who is also, I have not studied it in particular, probably because I was influenced by them." ”

This is a euphemism, but in fact, the truth is Puluo's old father Ying Long, whose usual hobby is to read the sacrificial texts passed down from the people.

If you see that the characters are particularly good-looking and the writing is quite good, you will realize the other person's wish in a small way, and when you are interested, you will go directly to the people to stick to them intimately and make a pen pal or something.

Therefore, there are many letters written by my father's pen pal in the study of my hometown, ranging from bamboo slips of parchment to rice paper brocade.

Pu Luo was naughty for a while when he was a child, and Lao Yinglong said that his son's writing was as twisted as an earthworm in spring, so he threw him into the study to learn to write.

Therefore, Puluo is tantamount to being fed by his father's pen pals.

By the way, although his father will fulfill the wishes of the people, he often procrastinates, and once a man named Han Yu wrote several letters, saying that the local crocodiles are seriously affected and hopes to change their habitat.

And then, because the man was so good at writing, when the father had finished appreciating and remembered to fulfill his wish, that man's dynasty was destroyed.

…… Although it was finally realized, and it was overrealized, Lao Yinglong lamented this missed friendship, but he generously changed the crocodiles there to a place where there was no one and there was abundant food, and invited all the crocodiles out at one time, which can be regarded as benefiting the people.

The light in the old man's eyes suddenly went out, but soon rekindled: "I wonder if you can appreciate Ling Zun's ink treasure?" ”

That must be unacceptable, who would run away with Daddy's letter.

"But I don't, but I can imitate it." Seeing the old man like this, Pu Luo couldn't bear it, and he just wanted to say that he could come and get it after writing it in two days, but he saw that the other party had opened his backpack and pulled out the paper.

Pu Luo: "......"

Pu Luo was shocked, you, you have to bring paper when you come out to plant a tree! I always feel that your purpose is not pure.

But it's all here, Pu Luo took the other party's rice paper and twisted it, spread it on the stone, and took the brush in the other party's expression of wanting to speak, squatting on the ground and dipping the ink.

That's it......

Several old men exchanged glances.

They did come to plant trees this time, and they did have the meaning of drunkards.

But they are more than drunkards, they want to transplant fruit trees, come to the zoo to play, and want to get acquainted with the ancestor who wrote the notice, that is, they want to catch both hands.

I didn't expect the goal to be achieved so easily, that is, the imaginary "old ancestor" was so young and so casual in writing, and he actually squatted and squatted like this!

Not to mention playing the piano and burning incense calmly, at least you have to sit down and write it!

How did they know that for Pu Luo, he had already developed a skill because of his rich experience in copying - he could write in any posture.

When the old father's punishment for copying homework was the heaviest, Pu Luo's hand copy was sour, but there was also the experience of becoming a prototype and copying with his tail!

This is not the third brother of his family!

In the midst of everyone's entanglement, the tip of the pen has been condensed on the rice paper like a dragon turning into a phoenix.

And at this moment, his font is different from the clean and peaceful font on the notice, and there is more chic and elegant taste when he writes, as if he is about to leave the shackles of the paper in the next second, but it falls steadily into the paper at the next moment, who can not praise it.

"Good word!" Volunteers who had been sitting on the side drinking sour plum juice did not know when they were squeezed out of the line by the old people who had swarmed in, and they could only be responsible for cleaning up the scene.

A letter is only a hundred words, Pu Luo did not take long to write, he looked at the finished product and felt quite satisfied, mainly because the modern people's technology is good, this time the quality of the pen, ink and paper are the best he has ever used, the sense of writing is much better than the inventory in the room, this ink also has a very good smell, unlike the inventory of the ink is a little smelly.

Pu Luo specially flipped the bottle of ink to see the brand, if it was not expensive, he planned to buy a few bottles to prevent next time, but he did not expect that there was no OEM on it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and heard someone on the side say: "This is not a vendor's, it is made by our company." As long as you join our Municipal Calligraphers Association, you can try out new products every month. ”

This is a smiling middle-aged man, with a kind face: "We are all members of the Quancheng Calligraphers Association, is a serious association affiliated to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, our association is full of talents, ink, pen, paper have master talents in the association, as long as you join our association, you can use new products near the water, but also private customization, the most important thing is ......"

"You can cut the queue and make an appointment."

Queue Appointment?

Pu Luo looked at the pen and ink in his hand, a little cautious, but not to the action, calligraphy or something is just the norm for him, not to mention hobbies and professions, this kind of association should be a gathering place for enthusiasts, right? In this way, he joined other people's professional associations, and he was too disrespectful to other people's hobbies.

And he has to work with the director to build the best zoo possible, and when the director is famous, he can lie flat, and the good life is behind, and he can't be distracted at this time.

Pu Luo raised a smile on his face, and was about to speak, when he was interrupted by a middle-aged man who had been silent before: "Our association has rich activities, and there are also many fraternal units that are arms and arms of each other, for example, we are going to support the friends of the fraternal units to go to Zicheng next door." ”

Zicheng? Pu Luo's ears trembled involuntarily, is it the Zicheng that has been on TV and has a delicious barbecue? Is it that the director of the park is unwilling to take him to Zicheng, where he wants to buy a high-speed rail ticket, which is far away!

The middle-aged man glanced at the young round and shiny eyes, saw the eagerness, cleared his throat, and continued: "The artists of Zicheng have now come out of the nest and are working hard to enrich the literary and artistic life of tourists, but they are less powerful than tourists, so we are about to support them."

"We're going to leave next Monday, and the association will charter a bus back and forth, and a lunch, if you're willing to join now, then you can go with us as a probationary member, oh yes, lunch is a local treat, what is it to eat?" It's the one with the little bread roll...... Oh, if you want me to say they're just too polite, they're all brothers,"

Pu Luo couldn't listen to anything else, his mind was attracted by the gesture of the middle-aged man one by one, and his mouth was even more frantically spitting, feeling that the sour plum soup he had drunk had begun to take effect, and his stomach was ready.

At this moment, the last straw came: "We have more seats on the bus, and if you want to, you can bring a relative." ”

Pu Luo immediately raised his hand: "I'm oh, I'm signing up!" ”

Chapter 53

And then the weekend came Monday.