Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 144 Melon is sweet or words are sweet
Yang Wenju came to Guadachi right after breakfast, walked up to Yang Zhenyu and said, "Xiao Yang, leave this to me, you go back to eat."

Yang Zhenyu stretched his waist, "Uncle, I'll go back and drive the car up, and you can pack me another two thousand catties of melons, and pick according to this list."

Handed over the list purchased by netizens yesterday to Yang Wenju.

Yang Wenju glanced at it, "Okay, leave this to me, you go back to have breakfast, have a good rest, and keep vigil every day, your body can't bear this kind of torment."

Yang Zhenyu didn't feel uncomfortable, but sleeping on the meadow certainly didn't feel as sweet as sleeping on the big bed at the head of the house.

When I went back, I took a bag of watermelon in the fertilizer bag and went back.

I went to the village committee first, only Yang Song and Wang Mei were in the hall, and Yang Song stepped forward to help unload the bag from Yang Zhenyu's shoulder.

"What about them?" Yang Zhenyu gasped.

"Isn't the inspection over? The family is busy harvesting corn, and I have been harvesting corn at home these days." Yang Song said.

The team of the village committee is like this. When it is the most organized, it is either holding a meeting or receiving inspections. They are usually busy with their own business. The salary of the village committee alone is 2000 yuan a month, which is not enough for a family’s normal expenses. .

Yang Zhenyu opened the bag and took a few watermelons out, "I just picked it from the field, this melon is very sweet, take it back and taste it."

"Thank you Director Yang." Wang Mei said happily.

"Oh, by the way, Wang Mei, have you been busy recently?" Yang Zhenyu asked.

"It's nothing, what's the matter, Director Yang?" Wang Mei said.

"Go to the back mountain to help out when you are free. Sometimes Uncle Yang can't greet him alone, so you can help to settle the accounts."

"Okay, Director Yang, I'll go tomorrow." Wang Mei replied.

Yang Zhenyu nodded, and carried the remaining watermelon to the farmhouse.

This morning it was Yang Aihua's turn to cook noodles for the masters of the engineering team.

Since Luo Laosan and the others came to the farmhouse every morning to eat noodles, the employees of Jin Pinhua's department office also came in the morning for convenience.

Seeing Yang Zhenyu carrying a fertilizer bag, Luo Laosan joked, "Director Yang, you still fertilize the fields yourself!"

Yang Zhenyu went into the room and poured a cup of tea to drink. After drinking, he said with a smile, "You guys are lucky today."

He took out a few watermelons from the bag, picked one up and patted it, and shouted to the kitchen, "Auntie, bring a knife."

"Here we come." Yang Aihua came out with a kitchen knife.

Yang Zhenyu cut it down with a few knives, and cut it into thin pieces, "Lao Luo, Mr. Jin, come and get it yourself. You're welcome. The melons were just picked from the field."

Luo Laosan said: "Director Yang, do you want to take money?"

"Accept, 100 yuan a bite." Yang Zhenyu joked.

Everyone laughed.

Jin Pinhua and Mao Yumei also came up to eat melons.

Yang Zhenyu said: "How does it taste?"

"Mmm, sweet."

"Director Yang, you enjoy this melon."

"Hey, don't finish it, and leave another piece for me."

After Jin Pinhua finished eating, he wiped his mouth and said to Mao Yumei, the accountant, in front of Yang Zhenyu, "The company's high temperature subsidy has come down. Go to Director Yang's field and buy several hundred catties of watermelons to quench the workers' thirst."

Luo Laosan smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Boss Jin, you are a real person."

"Thank you, Mr. Jin." The workers followed suit.

Jin Pinhua laughed and said, "Why do you get more and more greedy when you eat?"

Yang Zhenyu immediately slashed down again, opened one, and said bluntly: "Mr. Jin, this morning, I have enough melons."

"Hahahaha, I would like to thank Director Yang for everyone." Jin Pinhua took the watermelons and handed them to the workers one by one, "Come on, continue.

Luo Laosan, aren't you the best eater?Get two more. "

Luo Laosan directly touched his mouth with his hand, "Don't eat it, don't eat it, this melon has a lot of water, I am afraid that I will pee if I eat too much, and I will have to dig the excavator later, which will delay things."

"Hahahaha, it's just you peeing too much." Jin Pinhua also joked, "Look at how the other masters don't look like you? Your health is failing, Luo Laosan."

Luo Laosan smiled and said, "It's because Director Yang has too much melon water."

"It's not as drooling as you are, you sprayed me all over the face." Yang Zhenyu wiped the spittle on his face with a paper and said disgustedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Director Yang, I have a big mouth and I tend to leak water easily." Lao San Luo patted Yang Zhenyu on the shoulder and said.

The workers ate watermelon and enjoyed themselves.

Yang Aihua came out with several bowls of noodles, and yelled: "The hungry ones come first, the pot is cooking, and it will be ready soon."

Luo Laosan was the most active in eating. He picked up a bowl, took a pair of chopsticks, stirred it a few times, fed it to his mouth, and sucked it in. While eating, he said, "I'll do it first."

Yang Zhenyu said to Yang Aihua: "Auntie, there are still a few melons on the table, which will be frozen in the freezer for a while. When Sister Mao and the others come, take them out and cut them up to quench your thirst."

"Okay!" Yang Aihua nodded with a smile.

Yang Zhenyu ate some noodles in the store with the engineering team, and finally took a watermelon home. The melon was ripe, so he had to let his grandma taste it.

"Grandma, have you eaten yet?" Yang Zhenyu saw Wang Xiuying drying clothes in the dam.

"Eat, eat." Wang Xiuying turned her head and said, "Grandson, have you eaten? If you haven't, I'll get it for you now."

"Eat it, I ate it in the store." Yang Zhenyu raised the watermelon weighing about five or six catties with one hand, "Milk, I just picked it, I'll cut it for you to taste."

Wang Xiuying followed Yang Zhenyu to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board, rinsed it, and handed it to Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Zhenyu cut off a piece and handed it to Wang Xiuying. With trembling hands, Wang Xiuying fed the watermelon to her mouth, and took a bite with her few remaining teeth.

Yang Zhenyu stared at Wang Xiuying's face and asked, "Grandma, is it delicious?"

Wang Xiuying's eyes narrowed, she smiled and nodded quickly, "It's delicious, sip sweet!"

I took a few more bites.

"This is the sweetest melon I've ever eaten in my life." Wang Xiuying patted Yang Zhenyu's shoulder excitedly.

Not only sweet in the mouth, but also sweet in the heart.

At first, when Yang Zhenyu wanted to contract the sandy land in the back mountain, she was very worried like everyone else in the village. Now that the watermelon has been grown and it is so delicious, she thinks she will not worry about selling it.

Sell ​​it for money!
This time the grandson made a lot of money again.

Can her old woman's heart not be sweet?

After eating a piece, he took the watermelon rind and wiped his face.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Wang Xiuying unfolded her wrinkled and spotted smiling face, squinted her eyes and asked Yang Zhenyu, "Grandson, is grandma younger?"

"Hahahaha, Grandma, you are so cute." Yang Zhenyu hugged Wang Xiuying, "Grandma, you will always be in my heart."

"That's sweeter than a melon."

Wang Xiuying laughed loudly.

When she was young, she heard that rubbing watermelon rind on the face was good for the skin. As for the scientific basis or whether it is true and effective, she didn't care. Now she just wants to make her grandson happy.

Because of an accident at home, her grandson was sensible early, and she hadn't teased her grandson for many years.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Grandma, is it sweet melons or sweet words?"

"It's all sweet, hahahaha!" Wang Xiuying raised her head and laughed.

This pair of old bones is smiling from top to bottom, from the inside out, and even the few remaining white hairs are blowing up with the wind.

In Yang Zhenyu's eyes, grandma looks really young.

In Wang Xiuying's heart, she, an unfortunate woman in the eyes of the whole village, finally lived a happier life than anyone else when she was old.

(End of this chapter)