Rebirth of a Superstar

The fruity aroma in her dream made Liang Mingyue feel very happy. She opened the door and looked at the rows of fruit trees in the orchard and became happy.

"I feel so good when I stand in the orchard. The aroma of fruit is all in my dreams. Is this an apple tree? The fruits look like apples but are a little different in color, and the fragrance is stronger than apples."

Li Haorui stretched out his hand to pick the fruit, "I asked the owner, and he said that these are new varieties of improved apples. They are sweeter than apples and are larger and easier to feed. Most people in the village have planted this kind of fruit tree."

Liang Mingyue washed the fruit and ate it, "It's so sweet, much sweeter than apples. We don't sell this kind of fruit over there."

The couple started washing and tidying up the house. Liang Mingyue looked at the wooden house and giggled, "I have always wanted to live in a wooden house. Just like the protagonist in a fairy tale, his family lives in a small wooden house in the forest."

Li Haorui also liked this wooden house very much and laughed when he heard his wife's words. When he was a child, he also hoped to have a wooden house belonging to him in the forest so that he could live happily with his wife and children.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, bring your child to play. Let him run around the village with Jia Le. Let's go eat. I don't know what breakfast will be today."

Wang Erma looked at Wang Beiluo who was sleeping soundly and pulled away the quilt, "Get up, Miss, last night you stayed up all night watching a movie and said you wanted to get up in the morning. Get up quickly, don't get up late at other people's houses.

, the peak is waiting for you to go out for a walk."

Wang Beiluo slowly got up, "Hey, life is meaningless if you can't sleep in. How can this person be so diligent? Just like my second aunt is too diligent, she is just a hard-working bee."

Wang Erma folded the quilt neatly and said, "You go and wash up, the master has already cooked. Didn't you say you were going to bring snacks to Jia Le last night? I also like this little boy."

Zhang Jiale brushed his teeth with his head hanging down. He glanced at his grandma with an aggrieved look, and saw that she continued to brush her teeth with a dark face.

Liang Mingyue came over, looked at his aggrieved appearance, smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Jia Le doesn't look happy."

Yang Guilan rubbed her temples and said with a smile: "This kid doesn't want to brush his teeth and came up with an idea to brush my dog's teeth. The dog is so scared that he can't even come out of his kennel now."

Liang Mingyue held back her laughter and looked at Jia Le's little appearance, "It's okay if Jia Le doesn't brush his teeth well. Your dogs don't need to brush their teeth. They will find ways to clean their teeth by themselves. Brush your teeth carefully before eating. Only when the teeth are clean will the food smell delicious.

Woolen cloth."

Yang Guilan looked helpless at her grandson who got excited when he was coaxed, "This child is too stubborn. Now spanking is not recommended. His father was also tough when he was a child. I slapped him with the sole of my shoe and he became honest."

Jingshijia's bodyguard carried the suitcase and said cheerfully: "Boss, look, this is the village chief's farmhouse. There are several beautiful wooden houses in the orchard. There are bathrooms and kitchens inside. If you don't want to go to the farmhouse to eat, you can still eat by yourself."

Cook."

Jing Shijia took off her sunglasses and looked at the old-fashioned wall for a while, "Which of us can cook? None of us can. If any of you are interested in this area, go and learn. If you learn, I will give him a salary increase. The village chief's family looks like other villagers.

It’s like home, go in, book the orchard and have a good rest for a few days, it’s your National Day holiday.”

Zhang Mingzhi pulled his dog and said with a smile: "You are guests here to stay, welcome to Mingfang Farmhouse. My grandma and the others are preparing breakfast now, I will take you to put your luggage."

Jing Shijia looked at Zhang Mingzhi who looked like a little adult with great interest, "How old is this little guy? He doesn't look very old, and he speaks very politely."

"I'm nine years old now, so I can help with the housework. You guys should rest in the house for a while, and I'll call you when breakfast is ready. Remember to close the screen when you go to bed at night. There are many mosquitoes at night."

Jing Shijia became happy and looked at Zhang Mingzhi's twin sisters jumping up and down, feeling that children are also different.

Zhang Mingyu pulled his eldest brother's arm, "The big cat in Xiaohua's house has given birth to a litter of kittens. Can I go and see it? Just watch it for a while. I will run back right away while eating."

Zhang Mingzhi shook his head with a straight face, "I'm going to finish my meal and finish my homework. Don't even think about having fun before you finish your homework. Now that the guests are coming one after another, don't run out and help with the work."

Gao Feng admired Li Haorui as he processed documents early in the morning. People like him who knew nothing about company affairs admired people who could make the company bigger and stronger. Sometimes it was a pity that none of the three brothers had the intention to take over the company, and the family business might not be inherited.

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Li Haorui finished processing the documents and closed his notebook. He looked at Gao Feng, who was sitting silently, and said with a smile, "Have you never been exposed to this kind of thing when you were a child? My father deliberately started to train me to read various reports when I was a child."

Li Haorui's mother left without saying goodbye, which made his father very disappointed. He did not want to find someone to start a family, but only wanted to train his son well so that he could inherit the family business. It can be said that Li Haorui had high hopes from his father since he was a child, and he has lived up to his father's expectations and has been constantly working hard to improve himself.

Gao Feng shook his head, "We three brothers grew up in my grandfather's house in the countryside when we were young. We would sometimes go to our grandfather's house to play. Our parents were usually busy and didn't ask too much of us. They respected our opinions very much, and we had a very happy childhood."

Li Haorui listened to Gao Feng happily talking about his childhood, and he envied Gao Feng's carefree childhood. He could run freely in the fields and play happily in the river, which Li Haorui had never experienced before.

In contrast, Li Haorui felt that his childhood was very boring. He had grown up and understood what it meant when his mother left home. He knew that he had to depend on his father for life. He didn't want to see his father disappointed, so he kept working hard to meet his father's requirements.

Seeing the calm peak in his eyebrows, Li Haorui suddenly hoped that his son could have the freedom to choose his own life. It seemed that it was necessary to have more children, and maybe one of them would be willing to take over the company.

Wang Beiluo ran to the kitchen and brought out some sweet potatoes. He happily gave the sweet potatoes to Liang Mingyue, "My second aunt is seriously asking Aunt Yang for cooking tips. Sister Wu saw that I was hungry and gave me some sweet potatoes."

I'll cushion it first."

Liang Mingyue took a bite of the sweet potato and said with a smile: "Why do you think the sweet potatoes here are sweeter than those outside? You should seize the opportunity to get along with Gao Feng more. Don't rush to get married and start a family. See if the temperament and personality of the two people are compatible."

, getting married and then divorced is a blow to both people."

Wang Beiluo nodded seriously, "You are right, marriage matters must be treated with caution. But Gao Feng is a boring gourd. He blushed before he could say a few words, as if I had teased him. A big man with a strong back and a strong back blushed shyly,

My heart is strong enough, and I actually think he is cute. It’s over, there’s something wrong with my eyes.”

Liang Mingyue laughed, thinking that these two people were very interesting, but she didn't expect Gao Feng to be shy.

"He's embarrassed. Maybe he didn't expect you to fall in love with him. He's been in unrequited love for so long, and he's not happy to suddenly find that you've also fallen in love with him. Just tease him more until he gets used to it."

Wang Beiluo touched his chin and laughed mischievously. He was teasing her so hard that his blood boiled when he heard it.

Zhang Jiale ran over with hot steamed buns and said, "You two heroes are going to have dinner. Today we have pancakes and fruits. My mother doesn't like to make pancakes and fruits because she thinks it's troublesome to make them."

Li Haorui packed up the office supplies and said with a smile: "Why are you eating steamed buns? I won't have the appetite to eat pancakes and fruits for a while."

Zhang Jiale said with a smile: "This is for my family Da Le. I wanted to brush its teeth in the morning and scared it. I'm going to apologize to it. It likes to eat steamed buns with sauce. I'm going to apologize to it. You go.

Let’s eat.”

Li Haorui looked at his energetic back, looking forward to his son being so lively and cheerful, "Let's go and try Sister Wu's cooking. It's much more delicious than those farmhouse meals in the city."

Liang Mingyue handed the bowl and chopsticks to her husband, "Hey, there is multi-grain porridge. Do you want to try it? You want to serve it. You see, this breakfast is very nutritious. Most of it is made of multi-grain grains. If you make it at home, you can't make it in this wood pot.

The fragrance.”

Wang Beiluo looked at the chatting and laughing couple and handed a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Gao Feng, "You must be hungry. If you want to eat, go get some food yourself. Smell the fragrant rice and eat more."

Gao Feng's ears were red and he went to serve rice. Wang Beiluo followed him with a smile, "Can you help me serve porridge for one night? Thank you."

Jing Shijia looked at the steamed buns in his hand and said, "Tsk, it's a bit strenuous, and this corn porridge is even more sore. In the past, white-flour steamed buns were a treasure, but now the steamed buns are even more rare. Hurry up and eat them to see how good I am to you, boss. It's golden.

The steamed buns look nutritious, so I won’t compete with you, I’ll just eat the steamed buns.”

The subordinates can only eat a basket of steamed buns ordered by the wayward boss, but the villagers cook well, and the portion of a steamed bun is not small.

"This bamboo basket is pretty good. There aren't many buns in it. Eat slowly and don't be in a hurry. If you can't finish it, save it for lunch. You can't waste such nutritious food."

After eating and drinking, Liang Mingyue and his wife lay at the door of the wooden house to bask in the sun. The autumn sun seemed to be beaming with joy, and the clothes were warm.

"It's great. We can eat quietly like this without having to think about anything. I didn't expect that we can live such a leisurely life. We are both extremely busy people, so it feels great to be free."

Li Haorui held his wife's hand and nodded, looking at the sun shining through the treetops on the grass, and the busy bees buzzing underground.

"The sky here seems to be bluer, and the air is much better than in the city. You find that time passes very slowly when you are not here. It seems that a day is a long time. A day of busy work in the city ends quickly."

Liang Mingyue said with a smile: "That's right, time flies when you are busy. It's a wonderful day without Jing Shijia jumping up and down. Haha, he probably doesn't know that we are leisurely basking in the sun in the orchard."

Li Haorui looked at the fruits in the orchard with great joy in his heart, and planned to buy more fruits to send home when he left, so that his father and children could taste them.

Jing Shijia was wearing sunglasses and lying on the deck chair outside the door to bask in the sun, drink juice and lament that life is beautiful. (To be continued)