MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 17 Grain drying field meeting

  Chapter 17 Grain Drying Field Meeting

  The woman's cold voice resounded faintly in the office.

   "Name this batch of melons Xiaoqilin melons to create a brand effect."

"Go to order a batch of packaging gift boxes, and print the slogan of 'recruitment, wealth and promotion' on it, and take the high-end route. In addition, it is indicated on the back of the box that the small unicorn melon belongs to the alpine melon species and is produced regionally. It is rare because it is extremely difficult to breed."

   "After the goods arrive, they will be wholesaled in limited quantities, declaring that this small unicorn melon is an exclusive supply, and it is unique in the market."

   "Finally, the price is five yuan each."

  Dong Wangshu was dumbfounded and cast himself on the ground.

   Profiteer.

  …

  Zhang Xifeng was restless all day at home.

  From noon to sunset, I ran back and forth at the entrance of the village to look around several times.

  "Aunt Zhang, it's already evening, why don't you go back to cook dinner?" The people who finished work in the field went home one after another, and when they saw Zhang Xifeng at the village, they would chat and ask a few times.

  Zhang Xifeng forced a smile, and answered absent-mindedly, "No hurry, no hurry, I'll be back later."

   "Are you waiting for Qiqi? I heard from the village that they saw Jianhe take her out?"

   "Hey, take the baby to the town for a stroll, it should be home soon."

  The sky was getting dark, and the entrance of the village was completely quiet.

  Zhang Xifeng walked slowly to the big stone on the side of the road and sat down, with his back bent, quietly looking at the end of the road extending from the entrance of the village in a daze.

  After the sun goes down, a large piece of gorgeous sunset glow appears in the sky, which is beautiful but also very lonely.

  The purplish red glow hits the thin figure of the old man, and in the evening wind and the sound of frogs, he is lonely and lonely.

  jingle bell bell—

Jingle Bell-

  A string of bicycle bells sounded at the end of the road.

  The old man sitting in a daze stood up abruptly, and then a smile appeared on the old face, and the loneliness that lingered around him dissipated in an instant.

  She heard the shouts coming with the wind, sweet and waxy, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law! I'm back!"

  A middle-aged man rode a bicycle, appeared at the end of the road, and approached quickly.

  The little baby in the back seat was half tilted, raised her little hand high, and waved vigorously in her direction.

  "Qiqi, Qiqi, where is the mother-in-law!" Zhang Xifeng was startled, and stepped forward to meet her, "Sit down quickly, don't lean over, and fall down carefully!"

  Chen Jianhe and the old village chief drove to the front and stopped, "Aunt, why are you here? Are you really afraid that I will lose Qiqi?"

  In a good mood, Chen Jianhe rarely joked.

  In the back, Qi Qi has already nimbly jumped out of the back seat of the car, the high distance frightened Zhang Xifeng so much that her heart was beating violently.

   "Mother-in-law, don't be afraid, I haven't lost it!" The baby landed on the ground, and immediately ran to Zhang Xifeng's feet, with a bright smile on her upturned little face.

  Holding the baby's hand, Zhang Xifeng's heart that had been hanging for a whole day finally fell to the ground, she smiled and pretended to be angry, "Don't be afraid, I just leave the house in a hurry, go out for a walk, and wait for you to come back by the way."

  The old village head also got out of the car, and said loudly, "It's just right, don't go back to your place, go directly to my house, and have dinner at my place tonight! I cut a catty of pork back from the town!"

   Zhang Xifeng just remembered the business. In a blink of an eye, seeing the big smiles on the faces of the two big ones and the young one, she paused, and tried in a trembling voice, "Big brother, Jianhe, the matter...is done?!"

  The old village head laughed heartily, "It's done! Let's go to my house and talk about it!"

   At seven o'clock in the evening, night falls.

  Taoxi Village is surrounded by lights in the night. After the fireworks in the day have dissipated, the whole village looks extraordinarily quiet.

"In Taoxi Village, please pay attention to every household! Please pay attention to every household!" The loud voice of the old village chief suddenly came out from the loudspeaker in the village that had been silent for many years, "There are important things to announce, please The villagers gather immediately at the grain drying field!"

  The voice on the radio keeps repeating.

  There was commotion in the quiet village.

  The villagers of Taoxi Village who had just got home, hadn't put down their bowls and chopsticks, and were about to go to sleep, didn't dare to delay, put down their work and rushed to the drying field.

  I met villagers on the way, and they inevitably talked and exchanged news with each other. When the old village chief suddenly called people to gather at this time, everyone was at a loss.

  But needless to say, something must have happened.

   You know, the last time the village used a loudspeaker to call for assembly was a few years ago.

  The grain drying field in Taoxi Village is located in the center of the village, occupying a large open space, and the ground is plastered with cement and paved evenly.

  In addition to drying rice for the villagers in autumn, this place also gathers here to solve any major and minor matters in the village.

   At this time, there are already many people sitting on the grain drying field.

  The old village chief set up a wooden table in the center of the site, because there were no wires or lights here, so he turned on a flashlight for illumination.

  In front of the wooden table, those who came early occupy the front row, while those who came later sat back one by one, and finally formed a circle around the wooden table.

  Qiqi was on the ponytail in the front row, with Zhang Xifeng and Luo Yuqiong grandparents on both sides, and Chen Jian and his wife also came.

  The three of them have already known in advance what will be announced later. At this time, the turbulent emotions have almost been digested, and they seem relatively calm.

  The other villagers were different. They were both dazed and worried, so they had to go to them and ask a few questions. The reply from the three families was to listen to the village chief later.

  For a while, the whole venue was noisy.

  Someone couldn't wait any longer, and shouted directly, "Old village chief, what's the matter? Everyone is almost here, let's talk now?"

  The old village head stood behind the wooden table, smiling, guessing that almost everyone had come, so he clapped his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

   Then he waved to the front row, "Jianhe, Qiqi, you two come up."

  The villagers looked at each other, puzzled by this scene.

   Could it be that what the old village head is going to say next has something to do with Jianhe and Qiqi? Don't it mean that Jianhe's family wants to adopt Qiqi?

  What about Aunt Zhang?

  Many old women present have taken into account the affairs of Zhang Xifeng's family in the past two days, and have basically decided that Zhang Xifeng is going to adopt Qiqi.

  Jianhe is trying to cut off Hu?

   "Jianhe, you can't cheat on your aunt. She is a widow, and she finally met a sweet little doll to accompany her..." An old woman couldn't help but speak.

Chen Jianhe couldn't help laughing, and walked to the wooden table with the shy Xiao Qiqi in his arms, and then responded helplessly, "Auntie, am I that kind of person? Everyone, don't make wild guesses. The old village chief called everyone here today. Good things to announce!"

  The old village head took the opportunity to pick up the conversation, and said solemnly, "I called the big guys over, and what I want to talk about is the sales of fruits and vegetables in our village!"

   In a word, the venue was completely silent.

The old village chief looked at the big guy and said slowly, "The land in our village is not good, and the things we grow are not good-looking, because of this, the big guy is working hard every year to farm the land and can't earn money every year. Poorer than a year!"

   "Other people come to our village to buy, and the price they give is getting lower and lower. They are almost eating our flesh and blood, but there is no way out, so we can only grit our teeth and bear it."

  (end of this chapter)