Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 17 Grandma's Secret

There is a calendar on Wang Xiuying's bedside. The year in the calendar is a bit old. If you look carefully, you can still see the words "2007" and "Year of the Pig".

She was reluctant to tear up this calendar, and she was also reluctant to change it, because that year was the year when her husband and son had an accident, and it was also the year when she took care of the family alone.

There are photos of her husband and son hidden under the clothes of Wang Xiuying's three-door closet. She has not dared to take them out for a long time. Every time she looks at the photos, she burst into tears, so the calendar next to her bed has become what she misses the most. , I take a look at it every night before going to bed.

But today is different from the past, her eyes are reluctant to leave her precious grandson, the most promising child in the eyes of the villagers.

Yes!

During this period of time, she personally experienced that Yang Zhenyu was promising and had the ability to be a housekeeper.

I stayed up late tonight, just waiting for Yang Zhenyu to finish his work and prepare to hand over the house to him.

Wang Xiuying brought the buckwheat pillow she had slept on for many years from behind to her face, hugged it with both hands, stared at Yang Zhenyu and smiled, "Grandson, grandma will show you something!"

It seems like some big secret.

For her, an old woman whose body was half buried in the loess, what was in the pillow was indeed the biggest secret of her life.

After unzipping the pillow, Wang Xiuying reached in and grabbed it.

Eyes lit up.

Take things out.

It is a passbook.

Wang Xiuying opened the passbook, hooked her body, squinted her eyes, and tried her best to see the numbers on the passbook as clearly as possible, and showed Yang Zhenyu one by one from the single digits, "one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, seventy-five thousand 340 piece!"

Yang Zhenyu nodded, indicating that grandma had read the numbers on the passbook clearly.

"Take it!" Wang Xiuying readily handed the passbook to Yang Zhenyu, "Take it together and buy a house in the county."

Yang Zhenyu stared at grandma with big eyes, distracted.

The eye sockets are gradually red.

"I saved these after you went to study. I'm not as capable as you. Plums can't be sold at such a high price, so I saved them for several years.

Grandson, you have grown up and are able to make a living by yourself, so it's time for grandma to let go.

Take the money, buy a house, and marry a granddaughter-in-law to my grandma, and I will be satisfied.

My responsibilities at your old Yang's house have also been fulfilled! "

Wang Xiuying smiled with tears, and all the emotions were mixed together, but she felt that she was happy, having such a big grandson, and doing what a woman should do well in her life.

Yang Zhenyu turned his head and wiped away his tears, and faced Wang Xiuying with a smile, "Grandma, I won't go there, I will stay with you at home and do my best for your retirement!"

"Silly boy, what are you doing with me, an old woman? You are still young, and you still have cooking skills, you should go for it!" Wang Xiuying instructed, "When I recover from my injury, leave the field to me , don’t worry about going boldly, grandma will support you!”

Yang Zhenyu knew that grandma still wanted to get out of this small mountain village. In her eyes, the outside is the hope.

All the villagers in Yangjiawan Village thought so, so not many young people stayed at home.

After Yang Zhenyu came back this time, he didn't plan to go too far. With the help of the system, he can now make money by farming, and he has no reason to leave his sick grandma.

"Grandma, do you support me in whatever I do?" Yang Zhenyu said holding Wang Xiuying's hand.

"Silly boy, you are my grandson, and even if I don't support you, who will support you?"

"I'm farming at home!" Yang Zhenyu said.

"Farming?" Wang Xiuying patted Yang Zhenyu's hand lightly, and said excitedly, "What's the point of farming? Which girl in farming likes you? Are you stupid? Grandson!"

"No, grandma, I've already made up my mind. You see, plums are selling well this year. We can also grow other fruits, engage in farming, and still make money. The most important thing is that I can take care of you at home!" Yang Zhenyu coquettishly to Wang Xiuying , gently shaking Wang Xiuying's arm, "Grandma, just promise me? Trust me once!"

"Then your culinary skills will be useless!"

"Grandma, no!" Yang Zhenyu took out his mobile phone and played Cai Guangming's video to Wang Xiuying, "Grandma, look, his name is Cai Guangming, and he is also a master cook. He cooks online every day and has many fans. .”

"How do you make money by cooking online? You can't touch it or eat it!"

"Grandma, although you can't eat cooking online, netizens like to watch it, and you can learn from it. If you have more fans and traffic, you can cash it out, just like the anchor of "Qingjiang Online" helped us sell plums yesterday. We You can sell it yourself in the future!"

"Is this also possible?" Wang Xiuying listened in a daze, but still didn't understand the words "flow" and other words mentioned in Yang Zhenyu's mouth.

Yang Zhenyu nodded firmly.

Wang Xiuying thought about it for a while. She knew that young people nowadays have their own opinions. If they forcibly change what their grandson has already decided, his grandson will feel uncomfortable. She nodded and said, "Let's do it first!"

Wang Xiuying instructed, "You still keep the money, there is only so much grandma can help you with!"

Yang Zhenyu took the passbook, ran to the door and said concernedly, "Grandma, go to bed early!"

Turning off the lights, he returned to his room, put the passbook his grandma gave him in the box, and temporarily stored it, not planning to use the money.

He earned nearly 30 yuan from selling plums, which was enough for him to use his fists in the village.

When he got up the next morning, he contacted Shunfeng Company. At noon, a large truck came to the house to haul the goods. Yang Zhenyu still asked Uncle Liu and the others to help with the delivery.

Check the bill of lading.

The truck was fully loaded and drove out of Yangjiawan Village.

The villagers stared at the big truck and left. They all knew that Yang Zhenyu sold plums at a retail price of 20 yuan a catty. After estimating the harvest of Yang Zhenyu's plums this year, the final calculation showed that the figures were true and a bit scary.

It was rumored in the village that Wang Xiuying's family had made a fortune this year, and similar words reached Wang Xiuying's ears. Wang Xiuying was used to this kind of atmosphere, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She just told Yang Zhenyu to be more restrained and not to offend others.

Yang Zhenyu didn't take it seriously either. When someone asked him, he just smiled, neither admitting nor denying it, it's up to you to guess.

His biggest concern right now is the grass elf he got from the system treasure chest.

After careful consideration, it was most suitable for aquaculture, so I focused on a pond in Yangjiawan Village.

The name of Yangjiawan Village has two meanings. One is that the ancestors in the village are all descendants of the Yang family, and the other is the name of a pond, which is called Yangjiawan by the old people.

This pond is located between the valleys of Yangjiawan Village, with an area as large as a football field and more than ten acres of land. Yang Zhenyu often went to bathe in the pond when he was a child.

When Yang Zhenyu was a child, he heard from the villagers that the pond was bottomless and people had drowned. People from the older generation said that the Yangjiawan pond had not been drained for more than 30 years.

Yang Zhenyu wondered if he could ask the village committee to contract the pond to raise fish?
(End of this chapter)