Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 24 Haruyuki
Selling vegetables, planting trees, and tidying up the lotus pond. In the following days, Meng Zhen's life is busy every day.Although she is very tired after a day, she feels very fulfilled, because every day she works hard, she will find that her home, pond, and small orchard are getting closer to her dream.

"Yeah, it's snowing, Xiaoyan, come and see, it's snowing!"

In the early morning, Liu Jiajia got up to go to the toilet, and felt that the room was much colder, so she glanced outside: Wow, it's snowing!It's April now, is there still "April Snow"? !

"Don't be funny, how many months is it now, and it's still snowing?! Close the door, I'm freezing to death!"

Feng Xiaoyan covered her head with the quilt, muttering in a daze.

"Really, look, it's still falling quite hard." Liu Jiajia ran out in her pajamas very excitedly, grabbed a handful of snow on the steps under the porch, squeezed it into snowballs, ran back to the room, pulled off the quilt, Show her the snowball.

"No, it's really snowing!"

Feng Xiaoyan rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the snowball that was breathing in the cold.

"That's right, get up quickly. Sister Meng was not feeling well yesterday. It seems that I won't be selling vegetables today. I'm going to sweep the snow, and you can make breakfast!"

Liu Jiajia retreated to the bed to get dressed while talking to Feng Xiaoyan.

The two of them live in Sister Meng's house. Although the village committee pays the rent, 200 yuan a month is not enough to eat steamed buns, let alone the delicious and nutritious meals that Sister Meng cooks for them every day.Her mother also confessed to her: If someone treats you well, you should know it well and know how to repay it.If you are not good at housework, then you can help in other areas. At a young age, you still have strength, right? !So, in her free time, she and Feng Xiaoyan helped sister Meng plant trees and organize the vegetables and flowers in the yard.

Seeing that Sister Meng's face was pale yesterday, everyone is a woman, so I can probably guess what's going on, so I discussed with Liu Jiajia to cook some jujube porridge for her.Her cooking skills are not good, and she can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt. Feng Xiaoyan and her are at fifty steps, and the other is at one hundred steps, but Xiaoyan can at least distinguish these ingredients.

So, she went to sweep the snow, and Feng Xiaoyan came to cook the porridge.

After a while, there was the sound of "rustling" snow sweeping in the yard, and Meng Zhen rubbed himself on the pillow, but didn't get up.Jia Jia woke up when she called "Snow" in the yard.Recently, she often gets up early to sell vegetables, and she has almost developed a habit. Before, she had to set an alarm clock, but now she doesn't need an alarm clock, and wakes up at six o'clock.

Yesterday afternoon, Song Guoyong brought the fish fry to her, helped her sprinkle the fish fry into the pond that was [-]% full of spring water, left some feed for her, and told her the things to pay attention to in the early stage.Meng Zhen remembered it seriously at first, but then she felt a familiar pain in her abdomen, and she felt: "It's too bad, I'm afraid it's my aunt coming!"

She hurriedly paid the fish money to others, and sent Song Guoyong away without even giving anyone a drink of saliva.Seeing his pickup truck leaving Zhuangzi, Meng Zhen hurried home and rushed into the bathroom: Sure enough, her regular customer arrived as expected!

Although this is what all women have to go through when they grow up, for Meng Zhen, these few days of each month are definitely disasters.Because of her dysmenorrhea, the first two days of each time were so painful that she couldn't live normally.The most serious one happened during college. At that time, I didn't know how to take care of it. I didn't know it was a disease until the pain went into shock and my sisters rushed me to the school hospital.But the school doctor's level was limited, so she didn't dare to prescribe medicine easily, so everyone sent her to the city hospital and prescribed several medicines, but she had tried them and they didn't work.

In the next few years, Meng Zhen successively went to the municipal hospital and the provincial hospital to see both traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine, and there was only one conclusion: physical problems.It is said that after getting married and having children, one can gradually change one's physique, and then pay attention to maintenance, and the disease will be cured naturally.

marry?Have a child?
Meng Zhen leaned over the quilt and looked for the remote control in the chest of drawers by the bed. After finding it, he turned on the air conditioner. After a few minutes, warm air blew out.She continued to nest back on the bed, covered the quilt tightly, thinking a little helplessly, in the current state, getting married and having children is too far away for her, so she can only endure it every month.

It just happened to be snowing outside again, so let yourself take a vacation and have a good rest.I have been really busy these few days, but the initial construction work has been successfully completed, and the rest is left to take care of.

Meng Zhen is full of confidence in this. If it was her in the past, she would not dare to be so confident, but it is different now. She has a magic weapon for victory-her Neverland.With the magical effect of the manor, she is sure that the fruits she "plants" and the fish she "raises" must be the same as vegetables, which grow fast and taste good!

She was thinking in a daze, as if she heard the sound of the door closing, and then fell into a deep sleep.

"...Forgive me for being a little cold, sitting in a quiet corner..." In his sleep, he seemed to hear his cell phone ringing, Meng Zhen closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to the cabinet next to the bed, "Hi, hello!"

"Oh, Boss Meng, I'm Li Sihai from Sihai Restaurant, you didn't go to the market today?!"

Li Sihai's anxious voice came from the phone, it was snowing heavily today, he managed to rush to the market as usual, but found that Meng Zhen didn't come.What should I do? Usually people don’t buy vegetables for half a meal, and they can eat if they can make do, but his restaurant can’t do it. When guests come, there is no food to fry in the kitchen. Isn’t this a joke?
Hearing his voice, Meng Zhen really woke up, sat up quickly, and cleared his throat: "I'm sorry, Boss Li, I'm not feeling well today, and it's snowing again, so I didn't go to the vegetable market. How about it, come to me Come and pick it up at home, my home is not far from the market, it’s only a 5-minute drive away, I picked all the vegetables yesterday, you can come and pick them up, okay?”

"Okay, tell me where, I'll go there right away!" It's okay if you don't have to. With such heavy snow now, the supply of food in the urban area may be insufficient. Besides, Meng Zhen's food is not only cheap, but also tastes good .Let’s take tomatoes as an example. The taste of tomato crystal packets made from other people’s tomatoes is much worse. You don’t feel it when you compare them.Now his restaurant, because of the change of the chef, the raw materials are good, the business is much more prosperous than before. When the settlement at the end of the month, the profit in the last few days is greater than the previous 20 days. Xiangyuan squeezed away.

So, let alone a 5-minute journey, he will go there even in 10-[-] minutes.

Meng Zhen put down the phone, got up quickly, washed up briefly, and went to the manor to pick vegetables.She didn't enter the manor yesterday because she was uncomfortable.

Since Meng Zhen discovered the problem of the red land a few days ago, he tried to weed out a few tomatoes, went to the seed company to pick some high-quality and high-yield tomato seeds that were said to be the latest varieties, and only planted a few to try.She didn't throw away the eliminated tomatoes, but transplanted them in the vegetable field outside.

As Meng Zhen expected, these seeds began to recover to the vigorous period of the red soil, almost every day. When she went to see them the day before yesterday, they had already begun to bear fruit.Looking at it today, the newly planted tomatoes are already mature, and they are more than a circle larger than the previous ones. There are dozens of red persimmons hanging on a branch.

Meng Zhen happily started picking vegetables. She picked a basket of old tomatoes and a basket of new ones, and then picked some eggplants and rapeseed.When she moved the vegetables to the porch, the phone rang again!
"Boss Meng, I'm under that locust tree, where is your home?"

"Well, just stop there, I'll move the vegetables out."

Meng Zhen took out his down jacket and put it on, put on his rain cape and thick gloves, and went out with a small basket of rapeseed first.

After walking a few steps to the street corner, Li Sihai's van had already parked by the side of the road. He saw Meng Zhen coming with a vegetable basket, so he rushed over to pick up the vegetables.

Meng Zhen was not polite either, walking these few steps made her choked up, her stomach ached, she said directly to Li Sihai: "Boss Li, there are two big baskets, why don't you come to my house to carry them, I will I can't lift it a little bit."

Li Sihai promised to put the basket by the car first, but now it was snowing heavily, and there was no one on the street, and the villagers were all worried at home looking at the snow—the wheat in the field was about to freeze!

After loading all the vegetables into the car, Li Sihai felt that there were more vegetables than usual today, so he asked, "How much is this, and what is the price?"

"I didn't weigh it either. Let's give it according to the previous number. I'm sorry for letting you come here in heavy snow. If you have more or less, you will take care of me, okay!"

Li Sihai was not polite either, he gave 200 yuan, opened the car door, waved to Meng Zhen and hurried back to the city.

Meng Zhen trotted home, threw the poncho on the porch, went to the living room, and turned on the air conditioner in the living room.After brewing a cup of black tea, I nestled on the sofa, holding the fat porcelain cup in both hands, feeling warmed up.

This day is too strange. The snow in winter is not as big as it is now. The temperature has dropped by nearly ten degrees. Now the outdoors are probably several degrees below zero.Meng Zhen took a sip of tea and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.Finding a purple clay stew pot on the dining table, she opened the lid and found rotten red date porridge.Meng Zhen filled a bowl, the porridge was still warm, Xiaoyan and the others probably cooked it, she took a sip, the taste was not very good, but her heart was warm.

To be honest, for the two of them to join, she was very reluctant at first, feeling that her personal space had been invaded, and she couldn't refuse.After getting along with each other for a long time, she found that these two neighbors are pretty good.When she was busy, two people helped to cook; when she was cooking, two people rushed to wash the dishes and sweep the floor.Especially when she planted trees two days ago, thanks to the help of two people, otherwise she would be tired enough to plant thirty or forty trees by herself.So, now she really likes them and hopes that they can live here for a long time.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of rustling and snow falling in the yard. Meng Zhen returned to the living room with the bowl in his hand, turned on the TV, and the city news was being broadcast.

Obviously, people in the city were caught off guard by the heavy snowfall. Some pedestrians in the news footage were still wearing thin spring clothes, shivering in the falling snow; some were not wearing rain gear, and were covered in snow.The reporters in front of the camera had snow on their hair, and every reporter was giving a true feedback on the reaction of the city residents to the snow.

As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", but this spring snow is a bit of a disaster, and it has fallen so heavily.The screen switched back to the live broadcast room, and the news anchor interrupted a piece of news, saying that he had just received a notice, because the road was heavily snowed, and the heavy snow reduced traffic visibility. All expressways in Quancheng were closed, and when they would resume traffic would depend on the specific weather. Condition.

Highway closed?Meng Zhen picked up the phone, thought for a while, and pressed the number she was very familiar with.

The phone rang a few times, and when it was connected, a gentle female voice came: "Hello, hello!"

"Hello, Auntie, I'm real!"

(End of this chapter)