Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 17 A meeting at the grain drying farm

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

"Name this batch of melons Little Kirin Melons to create a brand effect."

"Order a batch of packaging gift boxes, print the slogan 'Recruit children and bring good fortune, promote wealth and promotion', and go the high-end route. Also indicate on the back of the box that the small unicorn melon is an alpine melon species and is produced regionally.

It is rare because it is extremely difficult to cultivate.”

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

"Finally, the price is five yuan each."

Dong Wangshu was stunned and fell to the ground.

What a profiteer.

…

Zhang Xifeng was restless at home all day.

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

"Aunt Zhang, it's already evening, why don't you go back to make dinner?" People who were finishing their work in the fields were walking home one after another. When they saw Zhang Xifeng at the end of the village, they would talk to her and ask.

Zhang Xifeng forced a smile and answered absentmindedly, "No rush, no rush, I'll go back later."

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

"Hey, let's take the baby for a walk in the town. We should be home soon."

It was getting dark and the village entrance became completely quiet.

Zhang Xifeng walked slowly to the big stone on the side of the road and sat down, with her back hunched, staring blankly at the end of the road extending from the village entrance.

After the sun sets, large swaths of gorgeous sunset appear on the horizon, which is both beautiful and lonely.

The purple-red rays of light hit the old man's thin figure, amidst the croaking frogs in the evening wind, feeling lonely and alone.

Jingle bell bell—

Jingle Bell--

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

The old man who was sitting blankly stood up suddenly, and then a smile appeared on his old face, and the loneliness that lingered around him disappeared instantly.

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

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

The little kid in the back seat leaned half of his body, raised his little hand high, and waved vigorously in her direction.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, where is my mother-in-law!" Zhang Xifeng was frightened at the sight, and hurried forward to meet her, "Sit down quickly, don't tilt your body, and be careful to fall!"

Chen Jianhe and the old village chief rode their bicycles one behind the other and stopped in front of them, "Aunt, why are you here? Are you really afraid that I will lose Qiqi?"

When he was in a good mood, Chen Jianhe rarely joked.

Behind him, Qi Qi had already nimbly jumped out of the back seat of the car. The distance between Lao Gao and Zhang Xifeng frightened her so much that her heart beat in waves.

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

Holding the baby's hand, Zhang Xifeng's heart, which had been hanging for a whole day, finally settled down. She smiled and pretended to be angry, "I'm not afraid of anything. I'm just relaxing at home. I went out for a walk and waited for you to come back."

The old village chief also got out of the car and said loudly, "Just in time, don't go back to your place yet, go directly to my house and have dinner at my place tonight! I cut a pound of pork in the town and came back!"

Only then did Zhang Xifeng remember the business, and in a blink of an eye she saw the big smiles on the faces of the two elders and the younger one. She paused and said in a trembling voice, "Big brother, Jianhe, the matter is... done?!"

The old village chief laughed heartily, "It's done! Let's go and talk to my house later!"

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

The lights in Taoxi Village are dimly lit at night. After the smoke of fireworks during the day dissipates, the whole village looks particularly quiet.

"Taoxi Village, every household, please pay attention! Every household, please pay attention!" The loud voice of the old village chief suddenly came from the loudspeaker that had been silent for many years in the village, "There are important things to announce, please.

The villagers must gather at the grain drying field immediately!"

The voice on the radio kept repeating.

There was a commotion in the quiet village.

The villagers of Taoxi Village, who had just returned home and had not yet put down their dishes and chopsticks, were already preparing to go to bed. They did not dare to delay, put down what they were doing, and rushed to the grain drying field.

When I met villagers on the way, they inevitably discussed and exchanged news with each other. Everyone was confused as to why the old village chief suddenly summoned people to gather at this time.

But needless to say, something big must have happened.

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

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

In addition to being used to dry rice for the villagers in autumn, this place also gathers here to resolve any major or minor issues in the village.

At this time, many people were already sitting on the grain drying ground.

The old village chief set up a wooden table in the center of the venue. Since there were no wires or electric lights here, he lit a flashlight for lighting.

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

Qiqi was sitting on a pony in the front row. On either side were Zhang Xifeng and Luo Yuqiong's grandparents. Chen Jian and his wife were also here.

The three of them had already known in advance what was to be announced later. By this time, the excitement had almost been digested and they seemed relatively calm.

The other villagers were different. They were confused and worried. They had to come to them and ask a few questions. The three families' reply was that they would listen to the village chief later.

For a time, the whole place was noisy.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and shouted directly, "Old village chief, what's going on? Everyone is almost here, let's talk now?"

The old village chief stood behind the wooden table with a smile. He estimated that almost everyone had arrived, 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, confused about this scene.

Could it be that what the old village chief is going to say next is related to Jianhe and Qiqi? Isn't it because Jianhe's family wants to adopt Qiqi?

What should his Aunt Zhang do?

Many old women present had taken note of the affairs of Zhang Xifeng's family in the past two days, and had basically concluded that Zhang Xifeng wanted to adopt Qiqi.

Is Jianhe going to cut off Hu?

"Jianhe, you can't cheat your aunt. She is a widowed old woman, and she finally found a cute little baby to accompany her..." An old woman couldn't help but speak.

Chen Jianhe laughed, and walked to the wooden table with the shy Xiao Qiqi in his arms, and then reluctantly responded, "Auntie, am I that kind of person? Everyone, please don't make random guesses. The old village chief summoned everyone here today. There is something big.

Good things to announce!”

The old village chief took the opportunity to take over the conversation and spoke solemnly, "I'm calling everyone here. What I want to talk about is the sales of fruits and vegetables in our village!"

In a word, the place 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 don't look good. Because of this, the big guy has to work hard every year to farm the land and can't make any money every year.

Poorer than ever!”

"Others come to our village to purchase, and the prices they offer are getting lower and lower, almost gnawing at our flesh and blood. But there is no way out, so we can only grit our teeth and endure it."

(End of chapter)