Two years later.
Spring 1987.
The Spring Festival has just passed and the earth is beginning to revive.
The sun has been shining brightly these two days, and it feels warm on people.
Jiang Qingyue saw that the elderly had been staying at home for the whole winter. Seeing that the weather was so good, she thought of taking everyone out for a walk and an outing in the suburbs.
Who would have thought that once the proposal was made, everyone responded and set out in a mighty manner the next day.
The place they went to was a small county town outside the suburbs of Beijing. It was surrounded by mountains and rivers and had beautiful scenery.
And Jiang Qingyue’s greenhouse base is located there.
In the past two years, thanks to Jiang Qingyue's hard work, the greenhouse has finally produced a bumper harvest of more than a dozen kinds of fruits and vegetables, and the greenhouse technology has become more and more mature.
This winter alone, a steady supply of fresh fruits and vegetables has been provided to the tables of Beijing residents.
Nowadays, several surrounding provinces and cities have also come to learn from us.
So, everyone came here today, on the one hand to have an outing, and on the other hand to come and see Jiang Qingyue's greenhouse.
After all, everyone is curious about where the delicious vegetables we eat this winter come from.
When we got there, everyone saw that the scenery was indeed beautiful. After walking around for a while, they suggested going to the greenhouse.
Jiang Qingyue thought that it was time to pick the strawberries, so she led everyone over there.
Along the way, everyone visited many greenhouses and saw many cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, watermelons, cantaloupes, etc. that were growing well.
It's very pleasing to watch.
When everyone arrived at the strawberry greenhouse, they couldn't help but feel curious when they saw the juicy, red strawberries inside.
"Is this the strawberry Qingyue was talking about?"
Everyone thought the fruit was very adorable, but since no one had eaten it, they thought it must be very expensive.
Jiang Qingyue picked a few directly, rinsed them briefly and handed them to everyone, "Try it. If you like it, pick more. This shed is mine, so feel free to eat as much as you want."
Everyone tasted one and said it was delicious.
Hearing Jiang Qingyue say this, everyone happily picked up their small baskets and went to pick them.
A few elderly people had bad backs and couldn’t bend all the time, so they only picked a few for their own good intentions, and then sat aside and watched the children pick with a smile on their faces.
Seeing the children so happy, I felt like I was several years younger.
The children picked the fruits and brought them back to stuff the old man's mouth.
"I haven't washed it yet."
The old people all ate it with a smile, "No need to wash it, it's clean."
Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but laugh, "Look, aren't you feeling much better after walking out? The children are all grown up now, so you don't have to focus on taking care of them all the time. You should also walk out more often to relax."
Wang Xiuzhi agreed with a smile, "Yes, while you are still strong, you should go out more often."
After hearing this, several children said that they would drive them out for a ride more often in the future.
Several elderly people looked at the children having fun in front of them and couldn't help but sigh.
"Time flies so fast. Chenchen and An'an will soon be ten years old and will go to junior high school soon!"
"Yes, Chenchen really looks like a little adult now, just like his mother. An'an still has the mentality of a child, and is very lively."
"It's good to be lively."
Jiang Qingyue said with a smile, "Don't spoil her. If she hears that, she will get even more excited. It's fine if she's lively, but look at how she takes care of Tangtang. The two sisters are always laughing and joking."
When everyone looked over, they saw An An and Tang Tang playing together.
Now only Jiang Weimin and Xie Xiaojuan's son Weiwei is the youngest and has just learned to walk.
For example, Xiaojun, Xiaoxia and Xiaomei, all three of them have already celebrated their 20th birthday.
However, because they started studying again after coming to Beijing, all three of them are only in their third year of high school this year.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyue hurriedly asked Sister-in-law Xiang and Xiaojuan, "Have you decided which university to apply to?"
Xiaojuan smiled and said, "In our family, Xiaomei makes the decisions on her own."
Zhang Aiying couldn't help but envy him after hearing this, "Don't listen to Xiaojuan's modesty. Xiaomei is a worry-free child and the best among them. She is preparing to take the entrance exams to Tsinghua University and Peking University just like you."
Jiang Qingyue praised him after hearing this, "Not bad, he is also our school bully. What about Xiaoxia and Xiaojun?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Aiying couldn't help but feel worried.
She believed that she and Jiang Weiguo had been diligent and down-to-earth all their lives, and she didn't know why her son and daughter were so "rebellious".
"As for the two of them, Xiaoxia insisted on becoming a model, and there was another one, who I originally hoped would join the army like his uncle, but he insisted on becoming a movie actor."
"Listen, is this a proper profession?"
Seeing the indignant look on her face, Jiang Qingyue smiled and explained, "Sister-in-law, don't worry."
"In fact, I think Xiaoxia and Xiaojun are not naughty children. They both do things steadily in their daily lives."
"And Xiaoxia is pretty, thin and tall. She is indeed a good candidate for modeling. Modeling is a legitimate profession now. Society has changed."
"I know you've wanted Xiaojun to join the army for a long time. Last year, I asked Zhengting to ask him about it, but he really didn't like it. Everyone has their own aspirations. If he really can get into the Film Academy in Beijing, that's his ability. Why not wait and see."
After listening to Jiang Qingyue's analysis, Zhang Aiying calmed down a little, "Is the film school you mentioned a real university?"
Jiang Qingyue smiled and said, "Of course. I think so. I'll take you there some other day when I have time. I'll also take you to see what the modeling school is like."
Zhang Aiying nodded and agreed immediately after hearing this. "Okay, if it's really good, I'll be relieved."
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