Gao Chunrong said: "Jianguo, what kind of grapes are there in the lot you have drawn this time?"

Chen Jianguo: "If you don't tell you, you're violating discipline."

"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly, otherwise you will be dealt with."

Chen Jianguo said that this time there are Chanel, sapphire, red rings, and sunshine roses...

He also had a good memory and said, "At first, Baima planned to only give only ten varieties of our village. Later, because of the establishment of a collective cooperative, more than 60 households of villagers joined at their own expense, all varieties increased to twenty."

Gao Chunrong asked again how many of these varieties were?

Chen Jianguo replied that one acre of land is one unit, and the number of units of each variety varies. Some varieties have been tested by the market and have been planted more, while others have just been cultivated and tried to plant, which is of experimental nature.

At that time, everyone will draw lots with their eyes closed, and what they will catch, and what will happen in the future. Everyone will be determined and no one will blame anyone.

Gao Chunrong's voice paused, looking a little worried: "Jianguo, what you mean is that there are risks in this kind of grape. Didn't it mean that Professor Bai is there, there is no problem at all?"

Chen Jianguodao: "Where is a good thing in the world that is risk-free? Gods wet their hands while peeing, and they are still wet when walking! Chunrong, I didn't say that this job will be broken. In fact, just as you said that with Professor Bai, grapes are not afraid of bad growth, nor will there be diseases and pests. I am afraid that the market conditions will change. This year's grape market is good, but next year and the next year, who can tell it clearly? Take Jufeng grapes for example. How much does it cost per pound when they first came out more than ten years ago? How much does it cost per pound in recent years? It's all broken, and it's thrown into the vegetable market to wholesale, and it's not as valuable as the cabbage."

Gao Chunrong: "Oh, Jianguo, you are right. Why don't you look at what you want to see? Let's choose first."

"This time I'm drawing lots, I can't do anything."

"Aren't you a village cadre?"

"If I go behind, others will learn to go behind. Wouldn't you be confused? Besides, I don't know what varieties will be in good future. Don't make things difficult for me." Chen Jianguo finally had a bitter face, and he was a little worried.

Well, this is a good thing, why are you a little unhappy?

When Gao Chunrong heard her husband say this, she sighed: "I can only let God make the decision. I hope we are lucky. Jianguo... have you done anything bad? "

Chen Jianguo was shocked: "Chunrong, you don't know who I am. Other abilities are not good, and I can't do work and make money. But my character is absolutely fine. I have never done anything sorry for you in my life."

"I'm not saying that, I mean, we have never done anything that is harmful to the world. God shouldn't treat our family badly. I hope I can catch a lot tomorrow."

Chen Jianguo: "That's for sure."

Chen Jian has a new house in the country and many rooms. During the Spring Festival, he received Mei Yong's parents and uncle's family. He bought a lot of bed sheets and quilt covers, but the beds he removed were not washed during the rainy season some time ago.

The weather turned sunny during this period, so Gao Chunrong took hygiene and the whole yard was covered with bed sheets, colorful.

When Chen Jianguo returned home, he found that the bed sheets in the yard were covered with paper ash, and the air was filled with smoke. He shouted: "Chunrong, Chunrong, what did you burn at home and stained the bed sheets. Isn't this in vain?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Chunrong ran out of the main hall: "Jianguo, are you back, have you had a meal?"

Chen Jianguo said: "Nonsense, if I don't go home for dinner, someone will have to invite me? It's only the time of the day, five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not time for dinner."

Gao Chunrong: "Tonight, potato roast chicken will make you so beautiful. It's already done. Come into the house and I'll pour you wine."

Chen Jianguo was surprised and said, "This is just a New Year but a festival. What chicken can I kill? Just stir-fry some shredded pork."

Gao Chunrong: "I just invited Li Shuangxi to come and see the foundation of the house and wanted to use rooster blood."

The so-called looking at the base of the house means looking at Feng Shui or making luck. According to Taoist Li’s method, as long as he chants the spell, he has to use the blood of animals, chicken blood, and black dog blood. The best one is bull blood.

The cow is too expensive, the dog is so cute, and it also takes on the heavy responsibility of guarding the house and cannot be killed. There is no way, so I can only let the rooster sacrifice myself.

Chen Jianguo looked closely and saw a ray of black and red chicken blood sprinkled on the threshold of his main hall.

The weather was hot and the fishy smell caused several flies to fly around.

A large piece of red paper was pasted on the wall in the middle of the main hall, with five big words "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents, Teachers" written on it with a brush, and a table in front of it was a stove of incense.

Yellow paper was still burning in the brazier under the desk.

Chen Jianguo touched his head: "Okay, what kind of house foundation do you want to come and see?"

Gao Chunrong: "Kanguo, aren't you going to draw lots and choose grape varieties tomorrow? You, a village cadre, don't know which varieties are good in the future. Everyone is blindfolded to try their luck."

"yes."

Gao Chunrong said again that luck is unpredictable, it depends on God’s meaning and the Feng Shui of his own yin and yang house. Since it is useless to find you, a village cadre, you can only find God. She invited Li Shuangxi to see Feng Shui and burned incense, candles and paper money for her ancestors.

Chen Jianguo said that it is a bad thing for village cadres to take the lead in feudal superstition. Besides, Li Shuangxi is just a backward and reactionary person. Will he be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who wants to be the one who takes the lead?

Gao Chunrong: "It doesn't matter whether it works. It's better to find it anyway than not." Her husband nagged for a long time, and she was a little unhappy: "Do you eat or not?"

"I'm really hungry when I eat." Chen Jianguo said again: "Li Shuangxi, the charlatan, has a very deep nail, don't be fooled by him."

Deep nails mean that they love money. Whenever someone finds him, he always wants to knock you hard. Even if he pinches with his nails, he has to pinch a piece of meat from you. Chen Jianguo loves money very much, afraid that Gao Chunrong will suffer losses.

Gao Chunrong: "I didn't give any money."

Chen Jianguo happened to sit down and pick up the chopsticks to eat. He didn't feel a little strange: "Li Shuangxi doesn't want money, but he relies on this to make a living. How can he not have money? Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Gao Chunrong said that Li Shuangxi said that he had received a lot of care from Chen Jianguo this year and had always wanted to thank Chen Wenshu. Since he asked him for help this time, why did he have the nerve to ask for money? He drank a cup of tea, ate some tea and left.

Chen Jianguo was proud and said with a smile that there have been several events in this village. When did Li Shuangxi fail to participate, he has made a name for himself. I am responsible for the publicity work. If I had stopped him at that time, could he be like Taoist Li today? This person would have the strength to see.

Gao Chunrong glanced at him: "You are still proud of yourself, a small document."

"You really don't treat village officials as cadres."

"Eat yours." Gao Chunrong put a chicken leg in her husband's bowl and said, "A Taoist Wang has visited the house, and our family will definitely get a good lot tomorrow."

Chen Jianguo: "That's certain, Wang Shuangxi still has some Taoist practices."

As he was talking, he heard a gong sound, and then the sound of Taoist priest chanting a mantra came faintly from the next door.

It turned out that he went to see the base of the house next door again.

Gao Chun's expression changed: "Kanguo, the next door is also looking at the base of the house. Seeing the movement, it is burning incense, beating gongs and drums, which is higher than ours. When we really get lots, is it better than us? If others are lucky, let's do it?"

Chen Jianguo: "You don't give me money, can Li Shuangxi still take the specifications of the ritual? Li Shenbang is not happy for me... Chunrong, don't worry, I have to deal with him if I have the chance."

He was a little angry, Li Shuangxi, you bastard, are you fooling me?

Are you making me feel good?
Chapter completed!