Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Returning to the private room, it was busy inside.

A group of high-class young men and rich ladies gathered around Yan Xi, chatting and laughing.

Yan Xi sat on the sofa, like stars over the moon.

Even if his performance was not so enthusiastic, it did not extinguish other people's desire to come up and talk.

"Well, I usually live in Taoxi Village. I go to see the factory during the day. When I come back and have time, I help take care of the vegetable garden, pick and wash vegetables."

"The vegetable gardens are all made of mud, and there is nothing that is not dirty. Wear a pair of Jiefang shoes, and if they are dirty, just brush them. The watermelons in the village will be ripe in a while, and I guess I will have to help move the watermelons by then."

"You can't do it if you don't work. In Taoxi Village, no matter who you are, you have to work. There is no one who is noble or not. Otherwise, even the little kid will look down on you, call you a lazy person, and won't give you any meat when you eat.

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"I can't help it. My little niece keeps an eye on her, so she can't be inferior to her, right? That little guy usually feeds pigs at home, cleans the yard, and picks pig vegetables. He's very good at it."

"This little girl can't afford to offend me. My father loves her so much that it hurts like his eyes. If he really wants to make her unhappy, he will be the enemy of the whole family."

When talking about Taoxi Village, especially her little niece, Yan Xi showed some interest on her face.

How do a group of pampered, upper-class children understand these things in Shangao?

But that doesn't stop them from going along with the flattery at all.

Seeing that Yan Xi seemed to particularly like his little niece, they specially caught the little baby to praise her.

Even if you have never seen her before and you don’t know her at all, you can still praise her so much.

Yan Qin stood at the door for a while, looking at the young man inside who seemed to be praised as a flower, and then slowly walked in after a while.

Everyone seemed satisfied at this party.

Yan Xi made connections, and the upper-class disciples also brushed their faces in front of the Yan family, and each of them had an explanation in his heart.

Because Dong Wangshu was a good friend of Song Yueliang and was close to the Yan family, he was considered the second most popular figure at the party.

After the party, many people took the opportunity to come over and chat with her, showing their intimacy in both words and expressions.

After the show, Dong Wangshu looked at the thick stack of business cards in his hand and laughed happily, "My sister has benefited from you today. How could I have been treated like this before? Those people turned their noses up when they looked at me."

They all go up to the sky."

The upper class has distinct classes. In the eyes of the first-class wealthy families, the second-class families are simply not worth mentioning, let alone talking to them on an equal footing.

After crossing those steps, everything really changed.

It was too late and Yan Xi had drunk again. It was impossible to drive back to Taoxi Village at this time without having to hang out with Yan Qin all night.

The car drove away from the bustling city center.

In the dark night, both sides of the road gradually became quiet. Finally, the car turned into an alley and stopped in front of a two-story small bungalow.

Yan Xi took advantage of the night to take a closer look, "Do you usually live here? It's not like your style. This building is old, right? Although it has been renovated, it still looks tacky."

"Get out of the car." Yan Qin said, and took the lead in opening the door and getting out of the car.

Yan Xi hurriedly followed behind to avoid being locked out, "This alley is quite shabby, how can you live in a place like this?"

The man striding ahead was silent for a moment before he responded, "Behind the alley is the school where I went to high school."

The night was getting darker, and the young man with yellow hair who had drunk wine was already lying on the bed and fast asleep.

On the narrow balcony of the living room on the second floor, the man leaned on the railing and silently looked at the dark night sky.

Then he turned on the lighter, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Song Yueliang lived here when he was studying.

Later, something happened to her, and the place was resold.

He bought this house.

Having lived for more than twenty years, looking back, it seems that the only time he was relaxed and freehand was in that period of time.

It's a pity that she is already married.

And he couldn't win from the beginning to the end.

After smoking a cigarette, the man left the balcony.

Outside the balcony, the night is thick.

Time flies by in an instant.

While Yan Xi was running around with Fu Yanchi to start working for the new company, the watermelons in Taoxi Village were beginning to mature and were ready to be picked and put on the market.

During this time, everyone in Taoxi Village had a smile on their face, and they couldn't let it fall all day long.

Everyone will be happy when they can make money again soon.

And the watermelons they planted this year look even better than last year.

The watermelon has clear lines and a well-proportioned size.

This year the melon field is relatively fertile. After discussion, the villagers decided to leave three melons per melon vine, doubling the yield compared to last year.

The final result is gratifying.

Maybe it was because the land in the village had really improved, and none of the remaining watermelons were wilted or bad, and they all grew extremely well.

Seeing the watermelons growing day by day, the smiles on the faces of the villagers became stronger and stronger.

As for the taste of melon, it goes without saying.

The skin is thin and red, the melon juice is full, and the taste is still amazing.

There is a glutton in the village. If he opens a watermelon in his own field and eats it, the sweet smell will spread far and wide.

Just smelling the fresh melon scent makes people salivate and want to have a good time.

In the blink of an eye, in mid-July, the town leaders brought good news.

Entrepreneurs and fruit and vegetable merchants from various regions who left their business cards at the exhibition last year and said they wanted to visit the melon fields came together.

I will come to visit soon and taste Taoxi Village’s Little Unicorn Melon for myself.

Sitting in the main hall of the old village chief's house, surrounded by a large group of villagers, the joy on the leader's face was even stronger than that of the villagers.

"As long as this visit is a complete success, our little unicorn melon in Taoxi Village will be completely famous! It will become famous throughout the district and soon it will become famous all over the country! In the future, when others mention Huicheng, they will be the first to think of it.

There is Taoxi Village in Huicheng, and Taoxi Village is rich in unicorn melons. This is not only the honor of Taoxi Village, but also the honor of our Hagilu Town and even the entire city. Everyone should be very energetic and receive the visiting group well!"

"Okay!" The chorus of responses was so loud that it almost knocked off the roof of the old village chief's house.

The old village chief had a smile on his face and his eyes were bright, "After the visiting group finishes their visit, our watermelons will start to be transported to the city and ready to go to the market!"

"That's not true! We have been busy in the melon field since last year. At the end of the year, we are just looking forward to the day when the watermelons will be sold!"

"Hey, don't forget, we still have sweet potatoes to sell in our village! In Taoxi Village, the little unicorn melon is the boss, and the sweet potato is the second child! Don't forget it just because the second child is cheaper! I guess

This year's sweet potato yield is also higher than last year. When I was weeding in the sweet potato field two days ago, I dug up a sweet potato and looked at it. Hey! Guess what? A sweet potato is bigger than my fist, not like last year.

He looks almost malnourished!"

"Oh, happy events are happening one after another in the village this year! I will go to the fields later to see if my sweet potatoes have grown!"

"It's definitely grown. The land in our village is really fertile this year. Whatever you plant grows well! It's not only big but also high-yielding, hahahaha!"