Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Xizhong Village.

At this time, Wang Jianzhong was also trimming the melon seedlings, which had just been transplanted.

Last year, he pulled manure for three days in Taoxi Village and got a bag of watermelon seeds, which he kept as a treasure.

As soon as the beginning of spring came into March, he couldn't wait to grow watermelon seedlings, and waited carefully until now.

Squatting in the field and looking at the transplanted melon seedlings, each tender and bright green, Wang Jianxin was very excited.

This is the little unicorn melon, a little unicorn melon that can sell for eight yuan in the city!

The flowered shirt squatted there with him, looking at the tender seedlings trembling in the breeze, excited but also worried, "Uncle, this quantity seems to be a little less, do you think Song Yueliang will accept it?"

He didn't have many watermelon seeds, so he managed to grow two acres of watermelon.

By the time of harvest, it is estimated that there are only about a thousand.

Wang Jianzhong turned his head and glared at him. "Stupid or not? Why do you want Song Yueliang to accept it? She only earns fifty cents for a melon she accepts! If we sell it in the city by ourselves, it will cost eight yuan each! Do you calculate how many times the difference is? You have been in business for so many years and you still don’t know how to settle accounts, so you deserve it all the time!”

After being scolded, the floral shirt was not only not annoyed, but his eyes lit up.

In fact, he also meant this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

I'm afraid that his uncle will say that he has the idea of ​​playing with these little unicorn melons.

"Uncle, since that's the case, I'll sell it for you when the time comes? You don't know the city well. I've been there several times, so I know where I can set up a stall!"

"Let's talk about it later. The melons haven't grown yet. What's the rush? Take good care of these melons first."

"Okay, then whenever you need my help, just let me know! I will definitely handle it properly for you then!"

The sun in May is already very strong. If a person squats in the field for a while, his whole body will be unbearably hot.

After working for half a day, I was sweating profusely and felt dizzy.

Wang Jianzhong stood up on his knees. Before he left, he looked back at the melon seedlings swaying gently in the breeze. His eyes showed kindness, just like looking at his favorite child.

This year, the two acres of small unicorn melons are his golden pastry.

I sold it back and bought a big TV for my family!

Wang Jianzhong hummed a little tune in a good mood, and walked back to the village slowly with his hands behind his back, his back straight.

The sun was scorching, but it didn't melt away his elation.

On the other side, Taifeng Real Estate.

Song Ziyu lost the bet and had to go to Song Yueliang's company to work for her as a long-term worker without wages for ten years.

But after all, he refused to give up, and he was not willing to lose so badly.

In addition, the Song Group is now at the bottom of the valley, and there are no projects that can be taken out.

So the father and son worked together to consolidate the land and at least recover the cost.

In case of luck, the food street and apartment rental after completion will bring them a wave of unexpected dividends?

In today's Song family, mosquito legs are meat.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be problems with the land just two months after the construction started.

When Song Ziyu received the call, he was reporting to Song Yueliang.

After listening to the content on the phone, his face had turned pale, and he turned around and rushed out.

Song Yueliang sorted out the documents he had just handed in, put them aside, then turned to ask Chen Mo who was standing by the desk, "What's wrong with him?"

"Mr. Song, wait a minute. I'll ask." After a while, Chen Mo came to report, his face seemed a bit subtle, "Back then Song Ziyu said that our land was covered with soft mud, and we couldn't build a house. I don't know if it was retribution. A soft mud layer has also been found under his land, and unlike our land where there are underground rivers, there are radial cracks under his soft mud layer. The cracks are long and narrow, accounting for a quarter of the total area. And the position occupied by the gap is also strange... Well, Song Ziyu's previous plan probably won't work anymore."

What Chen Mo said was subtle, but Song Yueliang understood, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

In other words, Song Ziyu's land not only cannot be built as a gourmet city according to the previous plan, it probably cannot be converted into a scenic spot like the land on her side.

If the plan fails, even if the plan is re-planned, a quarter of the land will be unusable.

Song Ziyu's heart might bleed now.

"Where are those cracks?" she asked.

Chen Mo's expression became more subtle, "The land next to our land should be a seam extending from the underground river under our land."

Song Yueliang, "..."

After pondering for a while, she suddenly raised the corners of her lips, "You find a way to get a copy of the geological map over there."

"What does Mr. Song mean?"

"Take advantage of the fire."

"Okay, I'll do it now."

When she got home at night, Song Yueliang was in a good mood which was visible to the naked eye, attracting those who circled her like flies.

He tried in vain to take advantage of his daughter-in-law's good mood, enter the room in one fell swoop, and successfully slept on the bed.

Qi Qi sighed countless times, and at the same time was puzzled, "Eggy, why did my father do this? Even if you can't sleep with my mother and me, you can sleep by yourself, what's the difference? "

Eggy, "Your father's thoughts are unhealthy, and his actions are not correct. Baby, close the door early at night and remember to put on the bolt, so that your father can live a long life."

Hearing that it was about her father's hundred years old, Qiqi immediately put on a serious face, "Okay! I will definitely lock the door tightly!"

After finishing talking, the little baby found a dark corner next to the kitchen and shouted inside, "Dad, don't knock on the door at night, so that you can live a long life! Remember! Qi Qi will lock the door early!"

At this time, the people in the small courtyard had already had dinner, and it was already night.

The corner next to the kitchen was dimly lit, and there was no one around, so it was a good time.

Fu Yanchi had just pulled his wife in and was about to bite her, when his father told him that he almost fell to the ground.

His wife pushed him very vigorously.

Fu Yanchi raised her forehead, "Qiqi, dad will teach you a new lesson tomorrow."

"What homework?"

"Should I have eyesight about light bulbs?" As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yanchi kicked his wife again, almost crying from the pain.

Song Yueliang walked out of the corner quickly, picked up her dazed daughter and left, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense."

"Mom, it's so dark inside, what are you and dad doing there?"

"..."

Fu Yanchi, "Mom is discussing my condition with Dad, studying my heart load rate."

Zai'er's face became even more bewildered, and he couldn't understand at all.

What Dad wants is that she doesn't understand.

Walking out with weak steps, Fu Yanchi stood under the warm yellow light and looked up at the sky.

He had never considered himself miserable before.

It's really sad now.

Could it be that he really needs to go to the hospital and book a VIP ward in order to fulfill his long-cherished wish? Then smiled and fell asleep on the coffin board?