Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Song Xin on the side covered her mouth and snickered, making you narcissistic.

"Come on, call Wai Guoren down." Jiang Xiaobai looked at the talking villagers with black lines on his head.

Anderson and others got out of the car, and the scene suddenly became lively.

"Hello everyone." Anderson waved and greeted everyone, and there was a lot of chatter about Anderson and others.

"What are they talking about?" Anderson asked doubtfully.

"Just say they are welcoming you." Jiang Xiaobai looked at the translator and said.

The middle-aged male translator nodded and translated truthfully.

"Mr. Anderson, the villagers in Jianhua Village are very hospitable. They are welcoming you."

Who will eat, who will work for whom, and how the big boss tells you to translate, that must be how you translate.

"Okay, thank you everyone, thank you everyone." Seeing so many people surrounding him, even when it was almost dark, Anderson was very satisfied and happy.

After sitting in the car for so long this afternoon, the suffering I suffered was not in vain.

"It's nothing. Just like us, we have one nose and two eyes."

"The hair is curly and blond, but it's not pretty at all."

"It's not good-looking, except that the skin is a little whiter, not like us who are black and yellow."

After everyone discussed it for a while, they felt it was no longer interesting, and their eyes focused on Jiang Xiaobai again.

"Director Xiaobai, you haven't been back for a while. I heard that you have given birth to a child, named Langlang. Please come back with me when you can."

"Director Xiaobai, don't you like to eat my pickled tomato sauce? I made it early last winter and was waiting to bring it to you when you came back. But you never came back and left it at home. It’s almost gone bad. I must take it away this time and let everyone in my family taste it when I go home.”

"Okay, okay, I'll take it with you when you leave." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, feeling extremely friendly as soon as he returned to Jianhua Village.

Lao Wangtou, when he was in the village, he only had a mouthful of his pickled tomato sauce.

There are no greenhouse vegetables in the winter at this time. In the summer, peel off the skin of the tomatoes, add oil to the pot and boil, add diced green peppers, put them in a bottle and marinate them, and eat them in the winter. They are sour, especially with rice. .

"And my pickles, Director Xiaobai, I'll keep them all for you. If you don't come back next time in the winter, I'll have someone bring them to you, okay?"

"Okay, that's great, thank you Aunt Wang..."

"Director Xiaobai, I made some small sledges, hoes and other gadgets out of wicker sticks from the mountains. If you don't mind, I will give them to you later and you can take them back for your children to play with."

Uncle Liu, who is ingenious and handy, said that at this time, the children in the village had nothing to play with, so some people used small wickers to weave special small farm tools that looked like handicrafts for the children to play with.

It's a bit like "The Story of a Nuclear Boat", and it looks extremely exquisite.

"What do you dislike? This child has never been in the countryside since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about rural things. It's just right to take him back and let him learn a lot. Isn't there a saying that he should receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants?

This is to increase his knowledge and let him indirectly understand rural life. When he grows up, he will be sent to Jianhua Village to stay for a while. "

Jiang Xiaobai laughed loudly, and everyone became more lively.

"Bang bang bang." The street lights and searchlights at the entrance of the village were all turned on, and everyone realized that it was already dark without knowing it.

More than half an hour passed during the chat.

"Okay, everyone, let's go home. I have been in the village for the past two days. If I have nothing to do, I will go home to chat." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay, let's go, Factory Manager Xiaobai, go home and cook."

"Let's go, Xiaobai."

"When you are done with your work another day, come over to the house." Everyone said one after another, and then slowly dispersed.

"It's so enthusiastic," Anderson said with emotion.

"Yes, it's so welcoming. The villagers are very simple. Mr. Anderson, please come here..." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Li Laosan led the way, and a group of people walked towards the cannery.

At this time, Li Xiaoliu, Sun Jianyun and others came over to chat with Jiang Xiaobai.

"Jianyun, how are you living in Jianhua Village? Are you used to it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile.

Sun Jianyun is a college student. He did well at Huaqing Electrical Appliances.

When Wang Meng went to prepare for Changxingju Real Estate, personnel were transferred and came to Jianhua Village.

"I was not used to it when I first came here, but now I have adapted to it. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and the villagers are very nice. I like working and living here very much," said Sun Jianyun.

There is no falsehood in this statement. I even thought that it would be good to stay here for the rest of my life.

"Yes, it has beautiful scenery and is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It can not only hone your temperament, cultivate your moral character, but also enrich yourself. If you do it well, you will go further with this experience."

As Jiang Xiaobai said, Sun Jianyun nodded repeatedly. He didn't think so much, he just felt that life in the countryside was pretty good.

Moreover, the current Jianhua Village cannot train people, and the food is better than in the city.

The Educated Youth Cannery arrived, and the door was open. At this hour, the lights in the office building directly opposite were still bright.

After a group of people entered the factory, they walked directly towards the canteen.

The dinner was very sumptuous, all made from farm food, but the portions were large and the taste was delicious.

Summer is the best season of the year in the countryside. There are all kinds of vegetables, and they are very fresh.

The wine I drank was not good wine, it was all wine brewed by the village itself, soft and soft.

Although Anderson and others were not feeling well, they also had great appetites.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaobai did not communicate with Li Laosan and others. He would stay for a few days before coming back, so there was no rush.

I slept until dawn and woke up listening to the chirping of birds outside.

Open the windows and let in the fresh morning air.

Jiang Xiaobai washed up, went out and came to the downstairs of the office building.

I took a shovel and a bucket and came to the edge of the flower pond. At this time, the plum tree rarely bore fruit and became mature.

Green plums hang on the branches one by one. In fact, plums are generally found in the south, but there are very few here in North China.

One is temperature and the other is humidity.

It turns out that Jiang Xiaobai always thought that this was an ornamental plum tree, but he didn't expect that it was not, but that it could bloom and bear fruit.

Jiang Xiaobai picked one off, put it gently in his mouth and bit it. The green and sour juice immediately spread in his mouth.

It's so sour, but you can gradually feel a little sweet.

Jiang Xiaobai picked up the shovel, carefully loosened the soil, and then watered it.

By the time Jiang Xiaobai finished his work, it was time to go to work.

Jiang Xiaobai was sitting next to the flower pond, sweating profusely from exhaustion, smoking and taking a break.

The workers who came to work greeted Jiang Xiaobai one after another.