Neco 2020 English Language Question 77

Every Saturday morning, Chinedu [71] before dawn to tend his modest farm on the outskirts of Enugu. He first [72] the irrigation channels, making sure the water flows steadily, then he walks to the vegetable beds where the seedlings are just beginning to push through the soil. After a quick inspection, he [73] a light mist of organic fertilizer and whispers a hopeful prayer for a good harvest. By mid‑morning, the market in the town centre [74] with traders setting up colourful stalls. Chinedu [75] his fresh produce onto a battered wooden cart and heads out, his mind already planning the best prices to attract buyers. The road is dusty, but the scent of ripe tomatoes and green peppers [76] the air, drawing the attention of passers‑by. When he arrives, he [77] his goods neatly, placing the brightest peppers at the front to catch the eye. A regular customer, Mrs. Okafor, [78] by and asks for a handful of the sweetest carrots. Chinedu [79], reaches for the bunch, and hands them over with a friendly reminder to return before the rain starts. As the sun climbs higher, more shoppers [80], and the lively chatter creates a rhythm that echoes the heartbeat of the community.