The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 71 The Fruit of Midsummer

Looking at Ye Zi's shining eyes, Wang Tianyang was actually a little shocked.

She's in such a good mood.

And
"Have you saved more than 5 yuan?"

On the side, Pan Long was surprised and blurted out, asking the question that Wang Tianyang also wanted to ask.

Pan Long earns more than Ye Zi, but after so many years, he has not saved much money.

Why not Wang Tianyang?

He also earns a lot, but also spends a lot.

If it wasn't for Xia Bing taking that video and getting some money, he wouldn't be able to get a few banknotes in his hand now.

Ye Zi's monthly salary is only 3200 yuan, and she can actually save [-] yuan!
"What's the matter? I've paid for all my meals and accommodations, and I don't usually spend much money."

"If I can save a little more, maybe I can save more."

Leaf said nonchalantly.

She snapped her fingers, counted her daily expenses in detail, and introduced to everyone some tips for saving money.

Many times, the methods she said were a little stingy.

After listening to Ye Zi's words, Wang Tianyang fell silent.

This is completely beyond his cognition of Ye Zi. In his impression, Ye Zi has always been generous and spends money a bit extravagantly.

For example, the gifts she brought as a guest today, a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine, are all well-known brands in the local area, and the price is not low.

In this respect, she always behaves more wealthy than ordinary people.

Wang Tianyang never thought that Ye Zi would be so "stingy" secretly.

Unconsciously looking at the cigarettes and alcohol randomly placed in the corner of the living room, Wang Tianyang felt a little heavy in his heart.

Looking at Ye Zi's round face again, he no longer felt immature, but had a trace of respect instead.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere became a little heavy.

Pan Long kept drinking, his eyes were melancholy, Liu Hao was not much better, his eyes were full of bitter thoughts.

Mom and Dad didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, are you all done eating?"

Wang Tianyang stood up suddenly, smiled and clapped his hands:

"After eating, we will catch up with the next game!"

Hearing this, Liu Hao and others were all taken aback.

"Is there a next game?"

There has always been a dearth of recreational means in the country.

During the day, I can drop in and chat and walk around.

In the evening, apart from watching TV and playing cards, I really can't find any interesting leisure activities.

In this regard, the countryside is completely inferior to the bustling metropolis.

"My kid went to the city a few days ago, and came back with a lot of messy things."

The old lady took the babble, with a look of incomprehension:
"Later, the west wing was reorganized, and it was said to be a room dedicated to receiving guests, making it fancy... I think you young people might like it."

The old lady chased people away while cleaning up the dishes, and asked the young people to go to the West Wing to play.

Leave the pots and pans to her and Dad to wash.

Everyone wanted to go up and help, but my mother didn't allow it.

After a bit of tugging, they had to give up, and under the leadership of Wang Tianyang, they walked to the West Wing.

The west wing room was originally the family's cattle shed, but after the family sold the cattle, Wang Tianyang asked someone to change it into a rest room.

He specially bought a tea table and brought a few potted plants to decorate the lounge quite elegantly.

Originally, he thought that when his father and mother were in a bad mood, he could come here to sit and drink a cup of tea.

If he has any troubles, he can come here to relieve the pressure.

But after the rest room was repaired, the whole family didn't come to drink tea a few times.

How can the villagers know how to drink tea?If the old couple really have any troubles, they might as well go to the village to find someone to chat with.

Wang Tianyang only came home once every few years, and every time he went home, he was so busy that he had to visit relatives and had no time to go to the lounge.

As a result, this lounge is always vacant. It can neither accommodate people nor pile up debris, which is very wasteful.

A few days ago, when Wang Tianyang and Liu Hao agreed to let friends come to his house as guests.

He suddenly remembered the story of Tao Yuanming receiving friends in a "virtual room", and he was immediately inspired.

Isn't this lounge in his house the "virtual room" that Tao Yuanming called it?

So on a whim, he drastically remodeled the lounge.

"Um, everyone close your eyes first."

Before leading Liu Hao and the others to the lounge, Wang Tianyang coughed twice and reminded.

"What, is it so mysterious?"

The three complained a few words in their mouths, but the expressions on their faces were somewhat expectant.

With their eyes closed, they walked out of the living room all the way to the door of the lounge under the leadership of Wang Tianyang.

Wang Tianyang pushed open the door, went in and turned on the light, then turned to look at Liu Hao and the others.

Then he couldn't help smiling.

These three adults in their 20s stood in a row like children, obediently closing their eyes.

"You can open your eyes."

After hearing Wang Tianyang's order, the three of them slowly opened their eyes.

Their expressions were puzzled at first, then they walked into the lounge together, touched here and there, and finally showed surprise expressions.

I saw a long table in this small lounge, and a circular sofa under the table.

Opposite the sofa is a medium-sized projection screen, and the KTV mode has been turned on at this time.

On the ceiling, a spherical colorful neon light is slowly turning, and the room turns red for a while and blue for a while.

Pan Long sat down on the sofa, pressed hard on the sofa, and felt the softness of the sofa:

"You can do it, boy! You actually moved the KTV to your home."

Everyone had just drank wine at the dinner table, and they were more or less drunk. The dim neon lights made them feel excited.

Several cans of peach wine had already been placed on the table in the lounge, and Pan Long excitedly poured everyone a glass of wine with the help of the wine:
"Drink, everyone! No one will walk out of this door standing up tonight."

"cheers!"

They sat on the sofa excitedly, held up the peach wine in their hands, and clinked glasses together.

Afterwards, Pan Long excitedly picked up the microphone, ordered a friend, and sang hoarsely.

As the music started, everyone started talking at the top of their voices.

The faces of Liu Hao and Ye Zi flickered under the light.

"How is it? Do you feel that this place is particularly familiar?"

Wang Tianyang raised his wine glass and shouted at Liu Hao and Ye Zi.

Tao Yuanming didn't understand music theory, but he still kept Zhang Qin in his virtual room, and he took it out to caress every time he entertained guests.

Although his qin can't make a sound, it can also show that when he drinks, he hopes to have Mei Le as his companion.

Wang Tianyang doesn't understand music theory, but he can also enjoy the joy of blending fine wine and music.

But now that the times have changed, he naturally won't really take Zhang Qin home.

The projector with KTV mode in the lounge is just right. You can usually drink and sing, and when you are tired from singing, you can watch movies.

"Remember, the KTV we went to after high school looked like this."

Ye Zi looked at the ball above her head, full of sighs.

Memories of the past flooded into his mind, and Wang Tianyang remembered the scene of that day again:

"I remember you sang the song Fruit of Midsummer."

"How the hell is this song sung?"

In this world, this old song still exists.

After so many years, he has not listened to this song for a long time.

Although he still remembered the moving melody, he had completely forgotten the lyrics.

After hearing Wang Tianyang's words, Ye Zizhi was taken aback for a moment, as if recalling something, tears flashed in his eyes.

She smiled slightly and picked up the microphone.

"Then I'll sing it again!"

Not long after, Pan Long's singing finally stopped.

Ye Zi gently raised the microphone, put it to her mouth, and looked at the screen seriously.

In the small lounge, Ye Zi's quiet singing sounded:
"Maybe giving up is the only way to get closer to you.

Don't think about you, you will remember me.

Time accumulates, this midsummer fruit..."

(End of this chapter)