Hard work after winning the lottery

"My... my family's old stone mill still works!"

"We can let the children experience grinding grain! I'll teach them how to soak beans and grind them into soy milk! Or they can grind some cornmeal! Let them taste what they've ground themselves, and let them know how their ancestors obtained their food!"

This idea immediately drew cheers from the crowd.

"I...I can teach the children to weave things!" An auntie who was good at handicrafts raised her hand somewhat timidly. "Our field ridges are full of foxtail grass. I can teach them to weave little rabbits and dogs, without spending a penny. The children will definitely love it!"

"And the leaves on the back hill! When autumn comes, they turn red and yellow; I can collect them and teach them how to make leaf collages!"

"Yes, yes, yes! The pears and peaches in my backyard orchard are almost ripe! We can have a family picking event then! Let them carry their own baskets and pick the freshest fruit!" Aunt Li immediately added, her mind completely opened.

"We could also set up a small farm tool exhibition corner, displaying old items like plows, harrows, and sickles, and explaining to the children what they were used for!"

"Could we also teach them to distinguish between the five grains? Wheat, rice, corn, sorghum... many city kids can't tell them apart!"

You say one thing, I say another.

What started as just an idea about a sheep farm has, in just over ten minutes, fermented and expanded rapidly, like dough with yeast added!

Catching fish and shrimp, grinding soybeans, weaving straw rabbits, picking fruit, recognizing farm tools, identifying the five grains...

One by one, activities imbued with local flavor yet novel and interesting were proposed by everyone.

The entire village committee office transformed from a serious meeting into a lively brainstorming session.

Everyone's face was filled with an unprecedented excitement and anticipation.

Hua Yun stood in the center of the crowd, her pen moving rapidly across her notebook.

The pen tip glides across the paper, carrying the fresh scent of ink, clearly recording every spark of wisdom.

Farm and animal husbandry experience activities: feeding lambs, touching wool, milking sheep, taking photos with sheep...

Nature exploration activities: catching fish and shrimp in shallow water, fruit picking in the orchard, identifying grains...

Crafts: Foxtail grass weaving, leaf collage...

Traditional Culture Activities: Experiencing grinding soybeans with a stone mill, learning about traditional farming tools...

One after another, vibrant projects emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, quickly filling two full pages.

This is no longer just her plan, but the culmination of the collective wisdom of all the villagers in Baixi Village!

Looking at this increasingly comprehensive list of activities, Hua Yun's heart was filled with a tremendous sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

Secretary Zhang remained silent, leaning back in his chair as he watched the lively scene unfold before him, his smile deepening.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

When people are united, they can move mountains!

Once the discussion had subsided, he slapped the table again to draw everyone's attention back.

"Great! Excellent!"

His voice was full of praise and strength.

"Everyone's ideas are very valuable! Huayun, you're in charge of compiling all these projects, categorizing them, and creating a detailed 'Baixi Village Parent-Child Activity Menu'!"

"The village committee will be responsible for designing and producing the promotional leaflets and posters! We'll put this event information and reservation details on the tables of every guesthouse and restaurant in our village!"

Secretary Zhang stood up, his gaze sharp as he swept over everyone present.

"From today onwards, our Baixi Village will not only have fish to catch and sheep to eat, but we will also have an even more resounding name—"

He spoke each word deliberately and forcefully.

"Baixi Village is destined to become a renowned 'family paradise'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the office.

Thunderous applause echoed for a long time in the small village committee office, making the windowpanes vibrate.

The village committee contacted the town's printing shop overnight, and Secretary Zhang personally supervised the designer to turn the "parent-child activity menu" compiled by Hua Yun into beautifully designed and brightly colored brochures.

On the cover of the booklet is the iconic green hills and clear waters of Baixi Village. On the lush green pasture, several adorable lambs are tilting their heads, their black bean-like eyes sparkling with curiosity.

A lively and adorable artistic title leaps off the page: "A Fun-filled Summer Family Trip to Baixi Village".

Summer vacation has arrived as scheduled.

It was as if someone had pressed a switch, and the tranquility of Baixi Village was completely ignited by a vibrant heat wave.

One after another, private cars with out-of-town license plates slowly drove into the village along the newly paved asphalt road, bringing with them a car full of laughter and joy.

At the village entrance, the villagers in charge of reception warmly greeted the children and handed them brand-new, colorful brochures to each child who rolled down the car window and poked their head out.

"Wow! Mommy! We can feed the lambs here!"

"Dad, look! We can even go into the water and catch fish!"

The children's excited shouts became the most beautiful background music of the summer.

And at the heart of this heatwave is undoubtedly Hua Yun's West Goat Farm.

The hillside that was once only filled with the bleating of sheep has now become the most popular spot for taking photos in the entire Baixi Village.

The sheep farm was carefully divided into several areas, separated by sturdy wooden fences, which ensured safety while also creating a rustic, pastoral atmosphere.

The most popular area is the "Little Shepherd" experience zone.

Dozens of newborn lambs, still nursing, were kept separately on a soft meadow.

They cry out for food, their babyish cries easily winning over everyone's hearts.

"Don't be afraid, just gently put the bottle neck into its mouth."

Hua Mutou, an old man who had spent his whole life dealing with sheep, was now squatting down with a kind smile on his face, patiently instructing a little girl with pigtails.

The little girl looked no more than four or five years old. Her face was flushed with nervousness, and her big eyes were fixed on the lamb in front of her, which was not much taller than her calves.

Her little hands gripped the bottle tightly, her knuckles turning white, showing a mixture of wanting to try and being a little scared.

Hua Yun walked over and gently took her hand.

"Look, the little lamb also wants to drink the milk you feed it."

Her voice was soft, with a calming power.

With her encouragement, the little girl finally mustered up her courage and shakily brought the pacifier to her lips.

The lamb immediately smelled the milk and eagerly came over, taking the nipple into its mouth in one gulp. Its little tail swayed excitedly like a small propeller.

"Glug, glug."

The milk in the bottle is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the lamb's strong suckling, the little girl's eyes lit up instantly, and all her tension and fear vanished in that moment.

"Mommy! It drank it! It drank the milk I fed it!"

She turned around and let out a delighted scream at the young mother who was recording with her phone not far away.

That clear, triumphant child's voice, brimming with a great sense of accomplishment, touched everyone present.