Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Xizhong Village.

Wang Jianzhong was also arranging melon seedlings at this time, and they had just been transplanted.

Last year, he defecated for three days in Taoxi Village and got a packet of watermelon seeds. He has been carefully collecting them as a treasure.

It was just March after the beginning of spring, and he couldn't wait to raise watermelon seedlings. He took care of them carefully and waited until now.

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

This is the little unicorn melon. A small unicorn melon can be sold for eight yuan in the city!

Flower Shirt squatted there with him, looking at the young seedlings trembling in the breeze. He was excited but also a little worried, "Uncle, this quantity seems to be a little less. Do you think Song Yueliang will harvest it?"

He didn't get many watermelon seeds, so he could barely plant two acres of watermelon seeds in total.

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

Wang Jianzhong turned around and glared at him. "Are you stupid? Why do you want Song Yueliang to take it? She only earns 50 cents per melon! If we take it and sell it in the city, it's eight yuan a piece! Do the math.

Calculate how many times the difference is? You have been in business for so many years and you still don’t know how to calculate accounts. You deserve to lose money all the time!"

After being scolded a lot, the flowered 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 out loud.

I was afraid that his uncle would say that he was interested in these little unicorn melons.

"Uncle, if that's the case, then I'll help you sell it? You're not familiar with the city. I've run there several times and I know where to set up a stall!"

"Let's talk about it later. The melons haven't grown yet. Why are you so anxious? Take good care of these melons first."

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

The sun in May is already very strong. If you squat in the field for a while, your whole body will be extremely hot.

After working for a long time, I was sweating profusely and felt dizzy.

Wang Jianzhong stood up with his knees propped up. Before leaving, he looked back at the melon seedlings swaying gently in the breeze. His eyes showed love, as if he were looking at his favorite child.

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

I sold it later and used the money to buy a big TV for my home!

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

The strong sun was scorching, but it could not melt away his spring breeze.

On the other side, Tai Fung Properties.

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

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

In addition, the Song Group is now at rock bottom and has no projects to offer.

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

If they are lucky, the food street and apartment rental after completion can bring them a wave of unexpected dividends?

Today, in the Song family, mosquito legs are also meat.

I didn’t expect that just two months after construction started, there would be problems with the land.

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

After listening to what was said on the phone, his face turned pale, he turned around and rushed out.

Song Yueliang sorted out the documents he had just handed over, put them aside, and turned to ask Chen Mo, who was standing next to his desk, "What's the problem with him?"

"Mr. Song, wait a minute, let me ask." After a while, Chen Mo came over to report, his face looked a little subtle, "Song Ziyu said at the beginning that our land was full of soft mud and could not be used to build houses. I don't know if it was retribution.

A layer of soft mud has also been discovered under his piece of land, and unlike our land where there are underground rivers, there are radial cracks under the soft mud layer. The cracks are long and narrow, accounting for a quarter of the total area.

And the gap occupies a strange position... Well, Song Ziyu's previous plan probably cannot be used."

Chen Mo said it implicitly, but Song Yueliang understood and twitched the corner of his mouth.

In other words, not only could Song Ziyu's piece of land not be able to build a food city according to the previous plan, it probably couldn't be turned into an attraction like the land on her side.

The plan fell through, and even if it were planned again, a quarter of the land would 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 ours should be a crack in the ground extending from the underground river under our land."

Song Yueliang, "..."

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

"What does Mr. Song mean?"

"Taking advantage of the situation."

"Okay, I'll do it now."

When she got home in the evening, Song Yueliang was in a good mood that could be seen by the naked eye, causing those people to circle around her like flies.

He tried to take advantage of his wife's good mood to enter the room and get on the bed successfully.

Qi Qi sighed countless times and was puzzled at the same time, "Dan Dan, why is my dad doing this? Even if you can't sleep with my mother and me, you can sleep by yourself. Is there any difference?"

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Dandan, "Your father's thoughts are unhealthy and his actions are incorrect. Baby, go to bed early at night and close the door early, and remember to close the bolt, so that your father can live a long life."

When she heard that her father was a hundred years old, Qiqi immediately turned serious, "Okay! I will definitely bolt the door tightly!"

After saying that, the little kid found a dark corner next to the kitchen and shouted inside, "Dad, don't come knocking on the door at night, so that you can live longer! Remember! Qiqi will lock the door early!"

By this time, people in the small courtyard had already had dinner, and it was already dark.

The fiber optic cable in the corner next to the kitchen is dim and no one is around. It's a good time.

Fu Yanchi had just pulled his wife in, and when he was just about to bite her, he almost fell over when his father called out to him.

His wife pushed him hard.

Fu Yanchi raised her head and said, "Qiqi, daddy will teach you new lessons tomorrow."

"What homework?"

"Should one be discerning about light bulbs?" As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yanchi kicked his wife again, almost crying in pain.

Song Yueliang walked out of the corner quickly, picked up her daughter with a blank face, 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 my father and studying my heart load rate."

Zai'er's little face became even more confused, and he didn't understand at all.

What dad wants is that she doesn't understand.

Dragging feeble steps out, 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.

Does he really need to go to the hospital to book a VIP ward in order to fulfill his long-cherished wish? And then sleep on the coffin board with a smile on his face?