On a bustling morning, the village quickly became quiet after a large number of people getting up.

After dinner, all the people started working in the fields.

Under the leadership of the teacher, all the measurement data from yesterday have been completed.

The first thing I have to do today is to dig the foundation and start building the greenhouse according to the drawings.

Students and teachers mark the lines in front.

All the people who work are digging the foundation according to the drawn lines.

Afterwards, the wall building work was carried out.

A small greenhouse also has strict building standards.

Fortunately, it was not about building a house. After the teachers and students briefly described it, everyone understood what the building was to be built.

Just as the village was busy, Mu Yanfei also began to close the Internet in the county town.

For many people, this morning will be a turning point in their lives.

After this morning, my original ordinary life may have to be in prison for the rest of my life.

Lin Ping did not come forward, but received a batch of supplies sent by helicopters at almost noon.

Most of these materials come from the Harbor City.

There is a small part that is temporarily added when it is converted from Beijing.

"Student Li Caixia, can you write big characters? Can you use a brush?" Lin Ping temporarily stored the supplies in his grandma's yard, and then carefully counted them according to the list.

Looking at the things in the yard, Li Caixia was curious about what these boxes were packed.

But before his curiosity was satisfied, Lin Ping's question came.

"I can try it!" Li Caixia hesitated for a moment, then looked at Lin Ping and said.

"Very good. In a while, you will write a few big characters, each character must be twenty centimeters long and wide." Lin Ping wrote three words in a ballpoint pen while speaking.

Li Caixia stretched her head curiously and found that these three words were written as Jingwumen.

Li Caixia didn't know what these three words mean, but since Lin Ping arranged for her to write, she could only do it obediently.

I found the red paper left for writing couplets during the Chinese New Year, and the brush and ink I found.

Li Caixia began to write carefully.

Fortunately, Li Caixia's pen handwriting is good. Although she has never used a brush, she still writes it well.

At least it doesn't feel crooked, and these words can be identified even if they are written.

Seeing that Li Caixia finished writing, Lin Ping asked Li Caixia to post it on the wall of a house at the entrance of the village.

At this time, this wall was facing the tent area at the entrance of the village.

When Li Caixia took the three big characters written and made some sticky paste with the noodles, she came to the tent area shyly.

At this moment, the women in the village were all busy cooking.

After all, there are only more than twenty minutes left before twelve o'clock.

The meals of more than 800 people were eaten, and it was only after a heavy physical labor all morning.

Of course, everyone should have a good meal to satisfy the meals of more than 800 people.

More than a dozen large pots were wafting with the aroma of meat.

This is not a canteen, and there is no way to produce too many dishes at the same time.

The rice cooked in almost every pot is exactly the same.

However, there were two tricks and some new tricks.

A pot full of fried eggs, and a pot full of fried shredded potatoes.

The other big pots are still pork stewed with vermicelli.

But today, a lot of tofu was added to the pot of pork stewed vermicelli.

The men in the countryside are not picky about food, they just need to cook and taste.

I can only have some oil and meat, so it would be better.

The staple food is still pancakes and steamed buns.

No rice, no noodles.

There is only one principle for all this, ensuring supply and being as convenient as possible.

When grandma was cooking, she watched Li Caixia come out to post things.

So I looked at it carefully curiously.

Seeing the grandma cooking looking back, the other people who cooked together also stretched their necks.

"Li Yatou, what is it written on it?" Although many people can write their own names, their literacy rate is not high.

The above three words may only know the last one.

"Jing, Wu, Sect." Li Caixia responded loudly.

"What does it mean?" At first, everyone thought this was an announcement.

After all, posting such red paper means that the village will issue an announcement.

Now the village chief is taking everyone to work, and the person who posted the announcement is not a village cadre.

People who know some details roughly guessed that this might be something Li Caixia posted after Lin Ping's arrangement.

I originally wanted Li Caixia to read it to everyone, but there were only three words on it.

For a moment, many people whispered and guessed.

But in the end, I couldn't guess what Jingwu Sect meant.

"I don't know what it is. He asked me to write it and asked me to post it." After Li Caixia finished posting, she came to Grandma Lin Ping.

"What are the things unloaded on the helicopter just now?" The crowd of people cooking saw Li Caixia approaching, so they hurriedly put down the spatula in their hands and ran over to join in the fun and chat.

"I don't know, I asked him and didn't say anything." Li Caixia explained in detail.

"You little girl, why are you so honest? You can't even ask a word from a man." As soon as this said, it obviously rose to a level that Li Caixia didn't know.

This question obviously belongs to the topic that only married women can discuss.

Even if you are not married, you must be not far from getting married.

After all, this is a rural area, and when talking about this kind of topic, it usually means a married state.

There are only university campuses or dormitories in factories. When everyone talks about this issue, they are still unmarried.

“He is still a child, so it’s not normal that he can’t ask.

Besides, you don’t even dare to say something to Mr. Lin, what can I say to others?” someone said with a jerk next to him.

"Look at the pot, look at the pot. Don't batter. If you make the rice, it will be embarrassing.

By then, all the villages in these ten miles and eight villages will know that there is a wife in our village who will make the rice.

He said that you, a man, can't raise your head and marry a woman who only knows how to make money.

At that time, every household will mention your name when they get married," Lin Ping's grandmother said jokingly.

Although this is said in a joke, behind this joke, there are indeed great practical problems.

If this really makes the dish mess, people will definitely go out and gossip.

Although it is embarrassing, it is a bit exaggerating.

But this matter is indeed not very glorious, especially the men at home will inevitably be teased in the future.

After all, in this era, a woman cannot even cook well will become a topic of discussion among others.

And in addition to this, there is no lack of ridicule, and even more sympathy for this woman's husband.

Listening to Grandma Lin Ping's reminder, the whole guy hurried back to the pot where he was responsible and stir-fryed hard.

Although it is stewed with pork vermicelli, how could it be soaked in the pot in a short while?

Unless the heat under the pot is too high, after drying the water in the pot, the bottom of the pot is burned into a cake.

"Don't worry, how could the pot be pasted! This pot of pork stewed vermicelli was prepared half an hour ago. Now I'm using this little bit of low heat to keep it warm, and I added two scoops of water to the pot. Even if I leave for an hour, the pot will not be pasted." Although I said this, I still added a little more water.

Even while adding water, the heat under the pot was removed a little.

Burning wood, it pulled out of the stove and poured a scoop of cold water on it.

In an instant, accompanied by a squeak, white smoke instantly spread.

And as time approaches, when twelve o'clock comes.

To be precise, when eleven or fifty arrived, the village chief was already shouting everywhere at the top of his voice.

A few minutes later, the dark crowd walked towards the tent.
To be continued...