Chapter 228

Zhou Yunshu may have been too generous and fat during this time, and his whole body has become a lot rounder:

"Thank you educated youth, the commune approved it."

"So fast? Congratulations!"

"Yeah, thank you, and the captain, you are all very good people."

Xie Yan helped Zhou Yunshu to the flat place next to him:
"Are you okay?" asked.

"It's very good, it tastes delicious, and there has been no morning sickness so far."

Xie Yan was very happy for Zhou Yunshu:

"That's good, we must pay more attention, especially it is less than three months now?"

"Twelve weeks, by the way, Xie Zhiqing, that is, A Zhi and I will be running business next month, can you be my natal family?"

Although it is very simple to get married now, there must be some necessary ceremonies, right?

Pei Youzhi is sincere to Zhou Yunshu, otherwise, how could he buy a house and settle here?Just to be with Zhou Yunshu for most of his life from now on.

"Okay!"

This kind of thing of being sent off by the mother's family has never happened before.

Seeing Xie Yan agree, Zhou Yunshu laughed even deeper:

"Well, then I'll go back first."

"Okay, slow down on the road."

Seeing Zhou Yunshu safely on the road, Xie Yan felt relieved, and then packed up her things and prepared to go home.

The first round of vegetables on the private plot in the village has basically been harvested, and many people have already started the second round of planting.

During this period of time, not only the machinery factory came to collect vegetables, but since the director of the garment factory came back, he seemed to have heard about it and came to the village to discuss cooperation in person.

Therefore, the dishes were sold out so quickly.

Of course, all the villagers in Xiejia Village are smiling all the time these days, and laughter can be heard from far away.

With money in hand, how can you not be happy?
A group of people like Aunt Daguo and the others didn’t even spare their own yards, and served all kinds of vegetables. This time, the income was even more substantial, at least five or sixty yuan in net profit.

Thinking about the five or sixty yuan, the family never had so much money in the past year.

This time, the family with the lowest income in the village basically sold it for 30 to [-] yuan.

Xie Xi’s country is not the most, nor is it small. The general income is around [-]. The main reason is that Xie Yan often goes to the fields to pick a handful and fry them at home. Unlike other people in the village, they save money to sell. .

Originally, the original intention of growing vegetables was to improve their lives, so sell as little as possible. Anyway, it is not a waste, and all of them go into the stomachs of the family.

But the choice is everyone's own choice, so there is no need to say more.

"Yan girl, come here."

During this time, Xie Yan was often stopped by the villagers, and then stuffed with all kinds of things, such as home-made dried beans, or fruit candy, biscuits and so on.

In the past, most people in the village were reluctant to spend money to buy these foods. Everyone was really poor, and every penny would be broken in half.

Xie Yan couldn't refuse every time, but she refused, and the enthusiastic aunts and sister-in-laws just pretended not to hear.

No, he was stopped again, and after passing by, he was forced to stuff a lot of sunflower seeds.

Melon seeds and peanuts are special offerings, except for Chinese New Year and festivals, they will only be bought when there are weddings in the family.

Auntie is also really generous.

That is, the aunt in front of her is one of the few people who made the most money selling vegetables this time.

Also sincerely thank you.

"Thank you, thank you auntie."

"Thank you, thank you, we have to thank you, if it weren't for you, Yan girl, I am afraid that the big guys are still bitterly hungry now."

During the handover period, it is normal to be hungry.

(End of this chapter)

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