Another World’s Fruit Tycoon

"Hello, we are William Catering Limited——"

"Here! Those two foreigners are liars coming to the door." Before William's men knocked on a few houses, the security guard of Jinlan Mingju came.

They just received a complaint call from residents, saying that two swindlers came into the community. Jinlan Mingju has strict security measures as a high-end community. Today, two scammers suddenly came in.

So the security guards quickly caught the whereabouts of the two scammers through the probe in the monitoring room, and a group of security guards swarmed up and took them away.

"What! I was sent to the police station as a liar? How could it be impossible to do anything like this!" When William received the call, he felt dizzy, and his own set in the United States seemed to be completely unworkable here.

"Forget it, all people will be withdrawn, but you must keep an eye on the Kunyang cherry. It is said that it will be on the market in the next two weeks. We, William Catering, must appear in Kunyang’s first batch of customers. ."

In order to better contact with Kun Yang, William specially set up a catering company in China, bought Andre’s original chef’s restaurant, and directly settled in Yincheng. At this time, he began to be extremely grateful for his decision to teach in the baking classroom. If it weren't for the coincidence today, I'm afraid he wouldn't know if the cherry was divided up.

At this time, William was even more afraid of Liang Guoyun. Hua Guo has always attached great importance to humanity. Many of the etiquettes are different from those in the United States. After reminiscing what Liang Guoyun said to him just now, with William's plastic Chinese level, he realized that Liang Guoyun was just here. Warn myself that if I leave, I am afraid that he will not be eligible to appear at the second Kunyang Cup.

The origin of many delicious fruits in Kunyang Fruit Industry is unknown, and the old ladies of Jinlan Mingju are inextricably related to Kunyang, I'm afraid there are many secrets they don't know.

The flowers of Jinlan didn't know that they had been added a mysterious color in William's eyes. They were shoveling knives around the stove and waiting for the return of their families.

"Tingting, you are back, and you will be able to eat in a while. You can sit on the sofa and eat some fruit."

"Mom, don't wait for Jiawei to come back?"

"He said today that he would work overtime and come back later."

"What did Taotao eat before making up class today?"

"That kid got a perfect score today, so I rewarded him for having a favorite pistol leg."

"No wonder this kid is talking about her grandmother's long and short-term grandmother's lips all day long. It seems that there is something sweet to eat with grandma. Then I will pick him up later in the evening."

The two in the above conversation are Wang Xiuying and her daughter-in-law Li Ting. Since the third generation of their family was born, Wang Xiuying has abandoned his wife and temporarily moved to his son and daughter-in-law to take care of her grandson.

Because the poor old man hasn't retired yet, he is still working hard to generate value. When the weekend comes, Wang Xiuying will go back to their old house with his wife.

"Tingting, did you see the cherries on the table? I picked them from Xiaozhou's garden today. You pick yellow ones and eat them first. Yellow ones are sweet."

"The red one is not good?"

"It's also delicious, crispy and sweet, but it's still not as good as yellow. You quickly eat the yellow cherries, otherwise it will be wasted when the kid Jiawei comes back to eat the fruits of Zhu Bajie."

The situation in Wang Xiuying's family is somewhat different from that of ordinary families. She gets along very well with her daughter-in-law, mainly because of Wang Xiuying's own mentality.

If you want the happiness of your son’s life, you must have a good relationship with your daughter-in-law. Otherwise, the son will be uncomfortable in the end, and the daughter-in-law is also very big belly. Once the two people think about each other, things become easier Up.

Just like the cherries in front of me, Wang Xiuying, who is the most delicious, eats with her daughter-in-law first, after all, sometimes her daughter-in-law spoils her husband than she does.

"Mom, are these cherries not cherries?" Li Ting ate the washed cherries. The sweet and sour taste coupled with the crispness and freshness was very different from the cherries they used to eat.

"Of course, this is the local cherries. I picked them at Xiao Zhou last year. Are they delicious?"

"Sure enough, the ones I picked by myself are different. Each one is so fresh. Let Jiawei eat the rest." Sure enough, Li Ting had a lot of yellow cherries left in the end.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had dinner and chatted with gossip while tasting cherries. Yang Jiawei is back here.

"Mom, give me a meal, I'm starving to death."

"You eat a little fruit mat first, and the meal will be ready soon."

"Hurry up, I can't hold it here."

"You are hungry as soon as you come back, are you a starving ghost reborn!"

Seeing the lingering cherries on the table, Yang Jiawei directly threw several cherries into his mouth together, and said with emotion from time to time, "These cherries are good and really sweet."

When Wang Xiuying came back from the kitchen, she saw that the fruit plate in front of her was empty.

"Why did you eat all the cherries? This is for Xiao Tao."

"Mom, it's not that I am your son. Isn't this cherry my part?"

"Xiaotao is my grandson. Haven't you heard of the next-generation relationship? That's something you can compare to? Your young people are really different from ours. If we have something good, it is not the first For a moment I thought of how your little ones are like you! It's a pity to leave you with such delicious cherries.

"Mom, what you said is a bit too hurtful, I'm still not yours, what a pity to leave it to me." Yang Jiawei knew that his mother had started to dislike it again, so he was not really angry.

"Then I ask you, which cherry was delicious just now?"

"Which one? Which one?"

"Aren't there two kinds of cherries in the basket? Which one is delicious."

"They are all delicious!" To be honest, since he just grabbed two kinds of cherries casually, he felt that the taste was sour and sweet, and he really didn't care about which one was more delicious.

"Tingting, look at your Pig Bajie!" Wang Xiuying's liver hurts.

"That's the pig that you gave birth to." Li Ting rolled around on the sofa with a smile, Yang Jiawei didn't know what his wife was laughing at.

"Hurry up and eat. Before going to the cram school to pick up Xiaotao, remember to go to the supermarket outside to buy me some cherries. I told him to pick cherries before."

Wang Xiuying was busy picking up her grandson from get out of class as soon as she got off the car, and sent her to a cram school after eating out. She did not participate in the cherry matter.

All the way from school, the children were chattering about this anecdote about cherry picking~www.readwn.com~Wang Xiuying promised to wait for the child to come back and give him a taste of the cherry. Now that the cherries are all ready for the son, I will go Where can I get this cherry?

"Mom, it's okay. Later, I will go shopping for cherries with Jiawei. I really can't buy cherries."

When Yang Tao came back, he saw a pot of flaming cherries on the coffee table.

"Grandma, is this the cherry you picked today? Why don't you have any leaves or handles?"

"It's not clean when you wash it, and it will hurt your stomach easily when you eat it. Grandma removed it for you. Try to see how the cherry tastes?"

For Yang Tao, he can’t distinguish cherries from cherries very well, so remove the cherries and turn them into cherries on his side: “It’s delicious. The teacher said that good things should be shared together. Grandma, come and eat with me."

In an instant, Yang Jiawei once again got the eye-knife of his wife and mother, the meaning of which is very clear, you look at you, it is not as good as a child.

Yang Jiawei only feels inexplicably wronged. Thirty years ago, your mother was not like that!