After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 423 Unaccustomed

As soon as the car got off the highway and turned a few corners, the surrounding scenery completely changed.

The originally wide two-way four-lane road soon became so wide that oncoming cars had to pull aside.

"Are we in the village yet?"

Zheng Yanqing asked.

Su Xiaojun shook his head.

"We are in town, and we still have another hour to go to the village."

As she drove, she seemed to remember something and smiled again.

"When you were young, your parents and my parents came to Haimo Village and organized a barbecue and bonfire party that the whole village participated in. When they were playing, they said that they would bring you to play with them in the future."

Zheng Yanqing was a little dissatisfied with the simple street facade outside. The rolling shutter door was full of dust. There were some bulk candies and some jelly at the door of the store. There was also a funeral shop in front.

He didn't even want to open the window. There was no dust suppression on the road outside, and the wind blowing in smelled like dust.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Su Xiaojun glanced at him sideways.

"No."

Zheng Yanqing said with his eyes closed, but it could be heard from his tone that he was very uncomfortable.

"Ok."

Su Xiaojun didn't ask any more questions and stopped in front of the funeral store.

"what are you doing?"

Zheng Yanqing asked.

"The money from selling incense paper will be burned to my parents and grandma."

When she said this, Zheng Yanqing suddenly remembered that this was the place where Su Xiaojun grew up. Her biological parents and her grandmother were all from here.

Seeing Su Xiaojun jump out of the car and walk towards the paper money store, he opened the door and followed.

"Xiaojun is back. I heard that you are studying abroad. You are really promising!"

The proprietress of the funeral shop was also from Haimo Village, and she smiled from ear to ear when she saw Su Xiaojun.

Su Xiaojun said hello to the landlady politely, and the two of them talked to each other about their current situation. The landlady looked distressed in her eyes.

"I pity your parents. You were so young at that time and they left you alone. In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed."

The boss lady's increasingly sad words made Su Xiaojun feel a little uncomfortable, but she still smiled.

"As long as I live a good life now, they will also be relieved. The matter is over. People who are alive still have to look forward, right?"

"Hey, yes, yes, you are right. You see, my sister-in-law is too. You finally came back once, why should I tell you this? Come on, take your incense candle."

When Zheng Yanqing came down, Su Xiaojun had just taken the incense candle from the landlady's hand.

"Oh, who is this white and tender little baby?"

"This is my brother."

Su Xiaojun introduced, then turned around and said to Zheng Yanqing.

"This is the aunt who holds funeral ceremonies for the elderly in the village. She has a high reputation in the village."

Zheng Yanqing politely called her aunt and said nothing. An electric car driving by outside would stir up a burst of dust, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Su Xiaojun knew that he was not feeling well, so after saying a few words to the proprietress, he and Zheng Yanqing returned to the car.

Watching the jeep going away, my aunt was sitting in front of the stool, picking up the melon seeds next to her and putting them in her mouth, smiling.

"This kid is finally living a good life now."

She almost watched Su Xiaojun grow up, and now she sees that Su Xiaojun looks so good and drives such a cool car, which is not cheap at first sight, and she is indescribably happy.

But as soon as she finished speaking, a young woman came out from behind the curtain, who was her daughter-in-law.

"It's called a blessing in disguise. I used to live in the most remote and farthest place. As soon as my parents died, they became friends with the rich. Otherwise, how could I drive such a good car?"

The landlady raised her head and glanced sideways at her.

"Don't say such nonsense in the future. Let me tell you, you are from another village. You don't know what this child's adoptive parents have done for the village. I don't blame you, but you can't say that to others."

The wife said nothing more, closed the curtain again and went into the house.

Sitting in the car, Su Xiaojun said while looking at the winding road ahead. "I told you earlier, you didn't come to the village just to play. You are only a little older now, and you have never been in the fields before. How can you stand the mud and mosquitoes in the countryside?"

Zheng Yanqing looked dissatisfied.

"I just want to come with you...to see the big pomegranate my uncle talked about."

"Oh."

Su Xiaojun held the steering wheel with both hands.

"But it's summer now, and the pomegranates on the pomegranate tree are still very small. Some are still flowers, but there are no big pomegranates."

Zheng Yanqing stopped talking, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes slightly.

The car drove along the mountain road for half an hour and finally arrived at Haimo Village. She parked the car at the entrance of the village chief's house and walked in quietly.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, the village chief's voice came from the house.

"Now that you have made contact, there will still be a lot of chargebacks at the end, and there will still be a lot left over in the end."

Su Xiaojun knocked on the door gently, and Zheng Yanqing stood behind her, volunteering to carry the gift she gave to the village chief.

Hearing the noise, the voices inside stopped, followed by a burst of footsteps, and then the door was opened.

The village chief was a little stunned when he saw Su Xiaojun for the first time.

"You are……"

Su Xiaojun smiled at the village chief, revealing the iconic little tiger fangs from his childhood.

"Village Chief, I am Xiaojun!"

The latter was stunned and reacted for a long time. The white hair on his temples was very obvious.

"Xiaojun...you are Xiaojun!"

After thinking about it, the uncle was very excited, holding Su Xiaojun's hand with both hands, and his eyes were moist.

"Xiaojun, you have grown so big, you are already eighteen this year, right?"

"Yes, uncle, you also have gray hair."

The village chief touched his temples and smiled.

"Well, I'm old and there's nothing I can do. Your aunt still won't let me dye my hair, saying it would be harmful to my body, so I'll just let it go white."

Su Xiaojun shook his head.

"No need to dye it, uncle, you are handsome no matter what."

With that said, she turned around, took the supplement from Zheng Yanqing and stuffed it into the village chief's hand.

"This is the nutritional supplement I brought for you and your aunt. You must eat it and don't let it go bad."

The village head quickly waved his hand.

"It's really not necessary. Now that life is better, we don't have to worry about food and clothing... Hey, this child is..."

"Oh, this is my cousin, Ah Qing, and this is the village chief's uncle."

Su Yanqing stepped forward and called the village chief's uncle, then nodded to the village chief's wife who had just walked out of the back room and called her aunt.

The village chief looked at it carefully, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, this is Mr. Feng's sister, the model's child? No wonder she is so good-looking! So young, yet so handsome!"

A few people entered the room laughing and chatting for a few words, and Su Xiaojun explained the purpose of his visit.

"This time I heard that the pomegranates in our Haimo Village have been unsaleable in the past two years, so I thought I would come over and see if I could be of any help."

The village chief nodded. When he mentioned pomegranates, in addition to the expression of happiness, there was also a hint of worry on his face.

"Yes, our Haimo Village has developed tourism in the past few years. However, due to the inconvenience of transportation, our village is usually for young people to collect ideas, and some people usually come to the village to meditate."

Saying that, he sighed.

"Originally, it was nothing. We mainly make money from pomegranates. The income from tourism can only be regarded as the icing on the cake. But now there are many pomegranates growing. The market price of our soft-seeded gemstones is nearly [-]% higher than that of ordinary pomegranates. Sales The quantity can never be increased.”

Su Xiaojun listened carefully, and Zheng Yanqing next to him was even more serious. He directly picked up a small notebook and started recording.

When she turned her head, she saw this childish child, who was looking at his little notebook and thinking hard.

(End of this chapter)