The wedding is the day after tomorrow, and everyone agrees that the saplings cannot be kept for too long. They should be planted now while the roots are still wet so that they can survive.
Everything for the wedding banquet was ready, so everyone decided that almost everyone in the team would go up the mountain to plant trees the next day. The saplings Song Jin brought out were all large saplings, about two hundred trees. Everyone worked in groups of three, some supporting the saplings, some digging holes and filling the soil, and some watering the trees. They were all planted by the afternoon.
The place was selected by the team leader, who specially invited agricultural and forestry experts from the county. He also gave them many things to pay attention to when planting fruit trees.
In the end, they even suggested that they could go to him when the peaches were ripe, and he would introduce them to a cannery.
The team leader and several other village cadres enthusiastically took the experts to have lunch before letting the tractor driver happily send them away.
Two hundred trees are not too many, but not too few either. After they are planted, they look like a large area from a distance.
After going down the mountain, the members stopped at the bottom to look up, sighing constantly.
"Our team is getting better and better. There is hope."
"Yes, yes, this will become a fruit forest sooner or later."
The team leader sighed and said, "Our Taolin Brigade will soon be worthy of the name Taolin Brigade."
When we returned that afternoon, the whole team was in high spirits.
That night, Song Jin was in her house, feeling a little dazed.
In fact, she didn't have any deep feelings about getting the marriage certificate before, probably because it was too simple. She just took her household registration booklet and a certificate issued by her employer, went in, signed her name, and they were given a certificate.
Because Song Jin was busy with work that day, he originally wanted to go on another day. However, Chen Liang said that the chosen date could not be changed, so Song Jin felt that he just took the time to get the certificate and did not take wedding photos.
Later on, she still felt uneasy, and now that the wedding was about to take place tomorrow, she felt lost and at a loss.
She was really going to get married in this era, marrying the person she liked, without any relatives present.
Although she had seen her family in her dreams twice before and was disappointed both times, at this moment, she began to miss her family.
In fact, when she was young, her parents really loved her. She was born in 1995. Gambling was popular at that time, but the police were very strict in their investigation. They would raid the village’s convenience stores and other places from time to time. Once caught, they would be sent to the police station for a day and fined.
So later it developed into men gambling secretly, changing the location every day, someone's home, a cellar, or even in the mountains.
Song Jin's memory is a little fuzzy, but she vaguely remembers that when she was about five or six years old, no matter where her father went or whose house he went to, she could always find the place.
Then, in order to get her to go home, her father would give Song Jin the money he won and coax her to go back to buy candy and spicy strips. Every time Song Jin took the money and left, she would go back after spending it, and then her father would continue to give her money.
Sometimes other uncles would give Song Jin money to send her back home. At that time, it might be just one or two cents, and at most one dollar. So in Song Jin's memory, she never lacked money when she was a child.
She has never liked eating chicken because she ate too much when she was a child. For a few years, her father and his friends gambled on chicken when they were playing. Father Song was really good at playing cards, mahjong, and dice. In Song Jin's limited memory, there was a period of time when her father came home almost every day with a chicken in his hand.
Her favorite thing to do was to squat beside her father and watch him when he killed the chicken, helping him pluck the feathers, or pouring water to rinse the internal organs, etc.
There were no refrigerators at that time, and chicken could not be stored at all, so the family basically ate chicken every day. This also led to the fact that chicken became Song Jin's least favorite food when he grew up.
When she was five years old, she saw other children going to preschool and she wanted to go too, so she pulled her father and cried.
Her father couldn't bear to see her cry, so he said he would take her to the school to ask if they could make an exception and admit her if she was one year younger.
She cried again because she didn't have a schoolbag. Her father didn't have time to go to town to buy one, so he used a white wine box at home to make her a small backpack on the spot. She loved it so much that she put it on her back and followed her father to school.
Of course, the ending was that the teacher said she could only go to school when she was six years old, and she was too young now.
She didn't want to listen when her father talked to her, but as soon as the teacher spoke, she nodded obediently and took her father home.
She was in poor health when she was a child. She was tall but very thin and often had fever.
Every time she had a fever and took medicine but it didn't go away for a while, her father would rub her belly and back until her whole body was warm, and then scald her feet with hot water, and she would be fine in two days.
Later, when she grew up a little, she became very gentle, introverted and didn't like to talk. She still remembered that there was a boy in the neighborhood who always liked to bully her.
She has had long hair since she was a child. Her mother would always wash her hair on weekends. After washing, she would tie it into two high ponytails while it was still wet. Sometimes she would use colorful rubber bands to tie it into several strands like small lanterns. More often, she would tie it into two high braids.
Every time her mother would tie her hair very tightly, so Song Jin would almost cry after finishing it. But her mother would continue to do it next time because it could last for a week. Her mother was too busy and didn't have time to wash her hair all the time or get up early in the morning to braid her hair.
The neighbor boy was very naughty. He sat behind Song Jin and would always secretly pull her braids when the teacher wasn't paying attention.
In her memory, when she was in the first grade, she seemed to go home crying every day.
After coming home crying for a week, my mother found a long and thick willow branch and waited for me at the door.
The primary school is only two or three minutes away from Song Jin's home, and the school gate can be seen from the doorstep, so many people will pass by Song Jin's home after school.
Song Jin's memory suddenly became clear. That afternoon after school, her mother was waiting at the intersection of her house. When the boy from the neighbor's house came over, she took out the willow sticks she had prepared and beat him, scolding him while beating him, asking him if he dared to bully Song Jin or make her cry.
Finally, the boy cried and promised that he would never do it again before she let him go and took Song Jin home.
Later, the boy’s mother seemed to come to see his mother, but was sent away by his mother with a few words.
My mother has always been a very gentle and easy-going person, so my grandmother used to bully her. My grandmother has several daughters-in-law, and the others are not easy to deal with, so she always bullies my mother. But when she got old, she was only willing to stay in their house, and said that if she died in the future, she would hold her funeral in their house.
She also knew that when she was sick, only her mother would be willing to take care of her.
As Song Jin thought about it, her face was filled with tears. She had forgotten that she had had many warm moments in the past.
Now she is getting married and will never see them again.
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