So after weaving this small painting, Fang Xiaoyue gave it to Yang Hongxing, and Cheng Yaqin hung it on the wall of their small room, which added a bit of life.
In the next few days, Fang Xiaoyue basically spent her time on straw knitting, and at the same time, she also gave guidance to educated youths who were willing to learn.
No way, although everyone was initially interested in learning straw knitting, in fact, after a few days of boring training and learning, only four people were still interested in persisting.
Huang Xiangdong, Li Xueqing, Yang Hongxing, Cheng Yaqin.
This is not surprising. Wang Sixin, Liu Gexin, and the three young intellectuals from Zhou society are relatively young and have unstable temperaments. To put it bluntly, they are like hozenes, unable to sit still for two hours.
Not to mention the boring and repetitive work of straw weaving.
Of course, the most important thing is that Fang Xiaoyue believes that the three of them really have no talent in this area.
Not to mention their character, it is also difficult for them to develop the stability and flexibility of their hands in this regard.
So what Fang Xiaoyue said actually liberated the three of them.
However, even so, these three people are not fools. They did not hide aside and be lazy, but helped with some auxiliary work.
For example, go to the fields near the warehouse to harvest materials such as mat grass, golden grass, etc., or help pour water, pass towels, etc.
It's almost Children's Day, and the summer harvest is less than a week away.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter now, especially when I sit there and keep busy knitting, the sweat on my forehead will keep falling.
Fang Xiaoyue didn't feel too uncomfortable about this, but instead felt a bit like returning to the original novelty.
After all, he hadn't had a mortal experience like this for a while.
But having said that, among the four people who studied straw knitting with him, the one with the best talent was probably Cheng Yaqin, who was a bit introverted and rarely talked.
Although her hands had some callus scars from hard work, they were still so slender and white.
The most important thing is that her hands are very stable and flexible.
Looking at it from the perspective of Fang Xiaoyue, a level 10 Western medicine doctor, Cheng Yaqin's hands are perfect for holding a scalpel.
Unfortunately, at this time, the college entrance examination has not yet started.
A few days passed, and Fang Xiaoyue accumulated her own inventory at the rate of weaving one small painting, five ornaments, and ten pairs of pendants every day.
He still feels quite comfortable doing something like this where he can make money just sitting there without having to work.
But such a comfortable life was broken in an instant.
The loudspeaker of the village committee rang in the sky above Kuixing Village: "Dear villagers, fellow villagers, please come to the village committee for a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon! Fellow villagers, fellow villagers, please come to the village committee at two o'clock in the afternoon. Gather for a meeting!”
The village chief convened a meeting, and although the whole family was not involved, each household had to send a representative.
After all, meetings like this are usually major events involving the interests of the entire village.
If no one goes to your home and the result of the meeting and discussion is not good for you, wouldn’t you be blind?
Although most of the villagers usually look kind, when it comes to their own interests, their calculations are no worse than others.
As for the eight educated youths at the Educated Youth Point, they naturally all attended the meeting.
No way, if someone doesn't go, then in the eyes of the village chief and the villagers, they will have a negative impression of not actively participating in collective activities, forming cliques, etc.
In that case, it would not be a good thing for the educated youth who would stay in Kuixing Village for two years.
The meeting was not held in the village committee, but on the sunba in front of the village committee.
After all, the village committee house is not that big, so it is still difficult to hold a general meeting of the villagers.
Village chief Wang Defu hasn't arrived yet, but militia company commander Huang Laoyao, clerk Cheng Deshun, women's director Zhang Chunhua, scorekeeper Tian Fugui and other village cadres are already there.
There were more than forty villagers, and everyone gathered around with a small bench under their buttocks to chat.
After the educated youths arrived, they also chose a corner to squat down, as if they were on a par with the villagers.
This is not surprising. As I said before, due to some things that the previous group of educated youths were not very popular in the village, the educated youths like Fang Xiaoyue who came later were not very favorably favored by the villagers.
Under such circumstances, the villagers are not willing to talk to the educated youth unless necessary.
Fang Xiaoyue was also a little helpless about this. Although she did not bring about her reputation, she could only bear the blame.
The villagers arrived one after another, and there were more and more people. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the village chief Wang Defu slowly came over with his hands behind his waist.
Seeing the village chief coming, the clerk Cheng Deshun immediately greeted him: "Uncle Defu, everyone is here."
"Um."
Wang Defu nodded, then walked to the sunba and coughed twice: "Ahem, everyone, please be quiet. The summer harvest is approaching, and wild boars come down the mountain more frequently. I have already reported it to the countryside, and the countryside requires us to do a good job." The work of eradicating wild boars and ensuring that the summer harvest is not reduced..."
After the village chief's words, the villagers probably understood a little bit.
After all, the frequency of wild boars coming down the mountain has indeed increased during this period.
It is said that yesterday, all the women who went to wash clothes by the river saw a herd of wild boars.
This morning, after the village chief personally inspected the situation, he found that the rice in many fields was damaged.
Obviously, the current situation is that wild boars compete with humans for food.
Wild boars have an astonishing appetite, and they like to play in the mud and can roll over several acres of rice in one night.
If ignored, those wild boars will destroy the upcoming summer harvest in just a few days!
After explaining the situation in the future, the village chief asked the militia company commander to lead people to make arrangements. In short, whether it was a gun or a trap, as long as the wild boar could be caught.
In fact, Kuixing Village is close to the mountains and is very familiar with wild boars.
The villagers have many ways to deal with wild boars, but in their opinion, the most effective one is the animal trap.
So the militia company commander Huang Lao Yao, together with more than 20 militiamen from the village, took the animal traps from the village warehouse and set off, heading straight for the fields that had traces of wild boars in the past few days.
Fang Xiaoyue and others, as well as other villagers, were also full of excitement and followed them.
I have to say that this time it can really be called a wild boar disaster.
Large tracts of rice that were about to mature fell into the mud after being exposed to external forces.
This scene made the villagers furious, and each one of them seemed eager to fight the wild boar for three hundred rounds.
The youngest Huang is considered an expert in dealing with wild boars in the village.
