Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub

Chapter 313: The tour group is coming

Back to the private room, inside it was very crowded.

All the young men and high-class women gathered around Yanxi, chatting and laughing.

Yanxi sat on the sofa, like stars circling the moon.

Although his appearance was not so enthusiastic, it did not dampen the desire of others to come and chat.

"Yes, I usually live in Taoxi Village, and I visit the factory during the day, and when I return, if there is time, I help take care of the vegetable garden, picking and washing vegetables."

"Vegetable gardens are all muddy, so it's impossible not to get dirty. Wear a pair of Jiefang shoes, and just brush them when they get dirty. After a while, the watermelon in the village will mature. I think I should help move the watermelon."

"It's okay not working. In Taoxi Village, whatever your status, you have to work. No one is noble or not. Otherwise, even young children will belittle you and call you lazy, and they will not give you meat when eating. "

"No way, my little niece was always watching him. I can't even compare to him, can I? The little guy was very good at feeding pigs, cleaning the yard, and picking pork vegetables."

"Little girl, I can't offend her. My father loved her very much. If he really wanted to make her unhappy, he would be an enemy to the entire family."

When talking about Taoxi Village, especially her young niece, Yan Xi's face showed interest.

How could pampered upper-class children understand these things in the mountains?

But that doesn't deter them from flattering.

Seeing that Yan Xi looked very fond of her little niece, they specifically caught the little baby to praise her.

I've never seen it before, I don't know it at all, and I can boast of that little baby.

Yanqin stood before the door for a while, looked at the young man inside who seemed to be praised as a flower, and walked slowly after a while.

Everyone seemed to be happy with the party.

Yan Xi made contact, and the upper-class children also swept their faces in front of the Yan family, and each of them had an explanation in their hearts.

Since Dong Wangshu was a friend of Song Yueliang and close to the Yan family, he was the second most popular person at this party.

After the party, many people took the opportunity to chat with her, showing their intimacy inside and outside of words.

After the show ended, Dong Wangshu looked at the thick deck of business cards in his hand, and laughed happily, "My sister has been touched by you today. How could I have been treated like this before? When the men saw me, their nostrils were full. They all go to heaven."

The upper class is clearly defined. In the eyes of the first-class wealthy families, the second-rate aristocratic families were completely inconspicuous, and it was even more impossible to talk to them equally.

After stepping past that step level, everything was completely different.

It was too late, Yanxi drank again, it was impossible to return to Taoxi Village at this time, and she had to hang out with Yanqin for one night.

The car drove away from the bustling city center.

On a dark night, both sides of the road gradually became quiet, and finally the car turned into an alley and stopped in front of a small two-story bungalow.

Yanxi took advantage of that night to look around a little, "You usually stay here? It's not like your style. The building is old, right? Even though it's been renovated, it still looks mediocre."

"Get out of the car." Yan Qin said, and opened the door first to get out of the car.

Yanxi hurriedly followed behind, in order not to be locked outside the door, "This gang is quite broken, how can you stay in such a place?"

The man who stepped in front paused for a moment before replying, "After this alley is the school I went to in high school."

The night grew darker, and the yellow-haired young man who had been drunk had already laid on the bed and fallen asleep.

On the narrow balcony of the living room on the second floor, the man leaned against the fence, looking at the dark night sky.

Then light a match, lower your head and light a cigarette.

Song Yueliang stayed here while she was studying.

He bought the house.

After living for more than 20 years, looking back, only his relaxed and free brush seemed that long.

Too bad, he's married.

And he couldn't win from start to finish.

After smoking a cigarette, the man left the balcony.

Outside the balcony, it was dark.

Time keeps passing.

When Yanxi followed Fu Yanchi and started working at the new company, the watermelons in Taoxi Village also began to mature, and they were ready to pick melons and be marketed.

During this period of time, everyone in Taoxi Village had a smile on their faces, and they could not hold it all day.

I'll be able to get some more money soon, and everyone's happy.

And the watermelon they planted this year looks better than last year.

Watermelon has a clear texture and proportional size.

This year, the melon fields are relatively fertile. After a discussion, the villagers decided to leave three melons for one melon tree, which is twice as many as last year.

The end result was very satisfying.

Perhaps the land in the village had really improved, and there were no abandoned watermelons that withered or rotted, and all of them grew very well.

Looking at the watermelon that was growing day by day, the smiles on the faces of the villagers were getting stronger and stronger.

Regarding the taste of melon, there is no need to doubt.

The skin is thin and red, the juice of the melon is full, and the taste is still amazing.

There are greedy people in the village who open watermelons in their own fields to eat, and the sweet smell can spread far and wide.

Smelling the aroma of fresh melon alone has made people salivate and want to have fun.

In the blink of an eye, in mid-July, the city leaders brought good news.

Businessmen and fruit and vegetable traders from different regions abandoned their business cards at the exhibition last year and said they would come visit the gathered melon fields.

Come and taste the tiny unicorn melons in Taoxi Village.

Sitting in the hall of the old village chief's house, surrounded by a large group of villagers, the joy on the leader's face was stronger than the excitement of the villagers.

"During this visit was truly a success, the small Qilin melon in Taoxi Village would become famous! If it became famous in the entire district, it would soon become famous throughout the country! In the future, when people mentioned Huicheng, they would think about it first. There is Taoxi Village in Huicheng, which is rich in unicorn melons. This is not only the honor of Taoxi Village, but also the honor of our Hagilu City and even the entire city. Everyone had fun and welcomed the visiting group!"

"okay!" Qi Shushu's response was so harsh that it almost knocked down the roof of the old village chief's house.

The old village chief's face was filled with smiles, his eyes twinkling, "After the tour troupe is finished, our watermelon will begin to be transported to the city, ready to enter the market!"

"That's not true! We've been working on the melon fields since last year. We are looking forward to the day when watermelon will be sold throughout the year!"

"Hey, don't forget, we still have sweet potatoes for sale in our village! In Taoxi Village, the small Qilin melon is the oldest, and the sweet potato is the second! You can't forget the second one because it's cheaper! I think the yield of sweet potatoes this year will also be higher than last year. When I was weeding the sweet potato fields two days ago, I dug up a sweet potato and saw it. Oi! Guess what? This sweet potato is bigger than my fist, unlike last year. Looks like this sweet potato is malnourished!"

"Okay, the happy events in the village come and go this year! I'll go to the fields to see if my sweet potato has grown!"

"It must have grown. The soil in our village was very fertile this year, and everything we planted grew well! Not only is it a large size, but also its high yield, hahahaha!"