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

Chapter 424 Where she lives
The village chief followed her eyes and spotted Zheng Yanqing.

"Hey, can little Aqing still understand this?"

Zheng Yanqing said without raising his head.

"Consumers don't know the difference in quality of pomegranates and only look at the price, so why don't we just highlight the quality differences of pomegranates? There won't be people who like to eat bad ones rather than good ones, right?"

Su Xiaojun glanced at him and felt that the child was still inexperienced in the world.

"There are many people who are willing to buy more ordinary pomegranates because they think pomegranates are just a fruit and taste the same. Their money should always be spent on more important things."

Zheng Yanqing seemed to understand, and looked at Su Xiaojun, who smiled at him.

"You are still young, so it doesn't matter if you don't understand."

What's too small?He is already ten years old and still young?Xiaojun really looks down on people.

Su Xiaojun patted him on the shoulder.

"You've been on the bus all the way. Go and have a rest. I'll talk to the village chief and we'll leave again."

"Do not."

Zheng Yanqing sat where he was. He had been driving all the way, and Su Xiaojun had been driving all the way. Why didn't he rest?
Looking at this stubborn person, Su Xiaojun did not forcefully drive him away in the end.

"Okay then, I'll talk to the village chief first. If you have any questions, just record them. I'll explain them to you slowly later, okay?"

"Ah."

Zheng Yanqing nodded.

She turned to the village chief.

"Although what Ah Qing said just now is not too mature, it still makes sense. We can focus on our quality. As for the price, if the price is slightly lower on pomegranates, we can also make up for it from other places."

The village chief was immediately interested.

"What does it mean?"

Su Xiaojun took out an email from his bag.

"Look, this is the planning book I wrote."

The village chief took it with both hands, and Zheng Yanqing's eyes were also attracted to the plan next to him.

Su Xiaojun explained to the village chief while he was watching.

"This plan was written by my classmates and I. This adoption model has not been implemented much in China yet. Although our village is far away, cars can now drive to the entrance of the village, which is very convenient."

She spent two hours explaining to the village chief what the adoption model was.

Create an application software where consumers can have their own pomegranate trees through online adoption. Villagers in the village are trained to take photos of the pomegranate trees they manage every month and upload them to the adoption group so that consumers can I can see my adopted pomegranate grow up with my own eyes.

After the pomegranates mature, the village will hold a harvest festival. After several months of watering, consumers can buy soft-seeded gemstone pomegranates at discounted market prices. They can also participate in the harvest festival with their in-app login status, and the village prepares gifts of local specialties.

In this way, tourism in the village will be greatly boosted, and the income will far exceed the money earned from pomegranate discounts.

After hearing this, the village chief clapped his hands and applauded. He felt that the plan was perfect, but just when he was happy, Su Xiaojun said again.

"But this is just a plan. We have to endure loneliness in the early stage."

"Oh?"

The village chief was confused.

"It is not difficult to make such a program, but it is not so easy to run smoothly. We still need to seek the consent of the villagers."

Upon hearing her words, the village chief grinned again.

"This is not a problem. The folks in our village are very cooperative. Don't worry. As long as it can make everyone's life better, everyone is willing to do it."

Hearing what the village chief said, Su Xiaojun smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll ask my senior to come over first, and let's discuss software development." Zheng Yanqing on the side suddenly raised his head after hearing this.

Why are there still seniors?Who is that?Why have I never heard Xiaojun mention it?
In the evening, Su Xiaojun took Zheng Yanqing to his previous home.

The village chief said that their previous home could no longer be inhabited, so he opened two rooms for the two of them in the newly built B&B area next to his home, allowing them to live here first.

After dinner, Su Xiaojun went to the old house.

"Is this where you used to live?"

No matter how mature he looked among the children, Zheng Yanqing was still just a child after all. When he saw this desolate scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.

Su Xiaojun nodded.

"Yes, I lived here until I was ten years old. At that time, my grandma would roast sweet potatoes for me, and the chickens and ducks that the family fed were kept in this shed next to it. It has been eight years."

She reached out to touch the fallen beams with nails on them, but Zheng Yanqing held her hand.

"Don't move, there's rust on this nail."

Su Xiaojun turned around and smiled at him.

"nothing."

She was obviously smiling, but why did this smile make people feel so uncomfortable?
Zheng Yanqing has been shocked many times today because of Su Xiaojun's residence and the situation in this village.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been growing up in Fuwowo. There are people cleaning inside and outside the villa. He can drink constant-temperature water every day when he gets up. He has never had to think about what to do if it rains at school.No need to worry about dust on the ground.

Every time he returned to his grandmother's house, he found it very interesting to see his aunt and auntie playing with the vegetables and fruits in the backyard, but he never expected that the place where vegetables and fruits were actually grown was so unbelievable.

How can you live in a place like this?How did Xiaojun live when she was a child?

He used to really want to know everything about Su Xiaojun, but now that he knows it, he feels blocked in his heart.

Su Xiaojun walked around the old house, where only the low earthen walls were left, and then left silently.

Zheng Yanqing followed her. After the two went down the mountain, Su Xiaojun drove to the cemetery.

The cemetery here is different from the cemeteries around the city. People in the village will set off firecrackers and burn paper money for their ancestors during the New Year and festivals.

There is still a grave in the cemetery instead of a narrow pit with a monument on it.

Su Xiaojun lit three pairs of candles, lit three sticks of incense in front of each monument, and then burned all the paper money in the basin.

"Dad, mom, grandma, I'm living a good life now. I'll be going to college in two months, so you don't have to worry."

She slowly put the paper money into the basin, and it was instantly engulfed in flames.

"My new parents and new family members are very good to me. They support me and care about me."

Zheng Yanqing stood beside her, just watching the flames rising in the dark night.

Su Xiaojun's back was small. It was obvious that other girls were most afraid of ghosts, but Su Xiaojun came to pay homage to her relatives at night.

When he asked Su Xiaojun in the car why he came at night, Su Xiaojun chuckled.

"They are my family, not ghosts. If I go there at night, maybe they will react to me. I haven't dreamed about my parents for a long time."

Zheng Yanqing stopped talking, and Su Xiaojun just drove in silence.

Now, he seemed to understand why Su Xiaojun came at night.

The tombs here were neatly repaired, and Su Xiaojun knelt and sat beside her relatives. Sometimes a leaf would fall, and she thought it was her parents' gentle touch on her.

Zheng Yanqing stepped forward and knelt in front of the three monuments like Su Xiaojun.

"Uncle, aunt, grandma, I will take good care of my sister. She is the best person in the world. Please bless her in heaven with everything going well, peace and joy."

When Su Xiaojun looked up, Zheng Yanqing was closing his eyes and praying devoutly.

(End of this chapter)