Extreme Demon Little Farmer

"Secretary Zhou and I met on both sides. At that time, he was the Secretary of county magistrate Zhang. Come on, we have something to do Ling Mingsheng said to himself.

Ling Feiyu understood all of a sudden. This guy wants to hold Secretary Zhou's thigh. But it's nothing. Who doesn't want to make progress? Just don't be so mean. Ling Feiyu also wants to give Ling Mingsheng this opportunity.

For Ling Feiyu, it's a matter of one sentence. The key is that Ling Mingsheng looks ok, but he has no chance.

"Well, I'll invite Secretary Zhou and mayor Yang to dinner at Mucheng hotel tonight. If you don't have anything to do, go over there. " Ling Feiyu said casually.

Ling Mingsheng was overjoyed. "Thank you, Mr. Ling."

Ling Mingsheng did not think that he had achieved his goal. In the evening, just ask Ling Feiyu to say a few more good words.

Ling Feiyu waved his hand indifferently. What benefits but does not cost is that immortals are willing to do it.

"By the way, if anything happens to you. You can tell me first Ling Feiyu knew that things would never be that simple.

"Well, I want to exercise with the township head." What Ling Mingsheng said is very obscure. When he was transferred from the street to the town, the Secretary of that week would definitely let him move forward. I can't be a clerk.

"Well, I'll give Secretary Zhou a try in the evening." Ling Feiyu said casually.

Ling Mingsheng is trembling with excitement. Thinking about how to repay Ling Feiyu. It's a fresh and refined gift. What's more, it's something of little value, but it's still rare.

Ling Mingsheng thought of his father's bonsai. It's really rare. It's not necessarily valuable. I'll give it to Ling Feiyu to express my heart.

Ling Mingsheng listen to Ling Minghao said, Ling Feiyu seems to have paid too much, bought some strange things dispensing. The bonsai of his own home may be able to make Ling Feiyu take a fancy to it.

Waiting for nearly an hour. Ling Yuhai came out holding the urn. I got on the truck. At this time, the motorcade went to Hanshan township. Go to the cemetery there.

There are fewer cars to go back. Because just now someone came to support the facade. When you get here, you leave. People won't follow you to the cemetery.

After arriving at the cemetery, the staff of the cemetery here have made preparations in advance. Just wait for the urn to arrive.

A large group of people went to the cemetery, and the drummer started to blow. Ling Yuhai went to the tomb with the urn and the portrait. But the eyes were beating on Zhao Xiaoping's high buttocks.

Ling Minghao looked at it clearly. He and a Ling Yuhai completely give up. This guy has no respect for his mother who loves him so much. I still want to see women when I'm buried. Who else is there in his heart. What's more, he killed Li Hongmei indirectly.

Ling Feiyu bought some plastic flowers at the entrance of the cemetery. They look the same as the real ones. Ling Feiyu also wants to buy some real flowers, but this is the only one here.

Of course, Zhao Quan knows what Ling Feiyu is going to do at this time. Take a look at the hat of filial piety and follow Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu decorated the graves of his mother and grandfather with flowers. Zhao Quan didn't know how to cry. It was a tragedy. Especially after seeing the picture on Ling Yuqiong's tombstone. Think of those beautiful days, such a beautiful woman, but he was indirectly killed. You can imagine the taste in your heart.

"Well, come and see for yourself later. Now it's important to go there Ling Feiyu shook his head.

When it's over here. Ling Feiyang tells everyone to go to the No.1 yuanlou hotel in the town for dinner.

Of course, Ling Feiyu won't go. But Zhao Quan is going. He has to greet the guests. It's impossible to expect Ling Yuhai. This guy has already sat down to eat.

When Ling Feiyu came home, Zhang Mingyue and Yun Lingxue had already prepared lunch. After lunch, we went to the lake. Look at the place over there where we are going to build the packing plant. There are people working there. Of course, it's Jiang Zhufeng.

Building this is actually very simple. Is to do some pile foundation, so that the steel column riveting place on the line. Concrete is now being poured.

Ling Feiyu looked at those people's work. Every warrior, at least the day after tomorrow, looks like a twenty-three four. Ling Feiyu knew who these people were.

"Brother Yu, there are hawthorn trees on this cliff." Zhang Mingyue saw a hawthorn tree on the cliff more than 20 meters high. The Hawthorn on it is red.

"Then you go up and pick it. I'll make you sugar gourd Ling Feiyu said with a smile.

This is the only hawthorn tree found in this valley. It's time to be wild, of course. It's not very big. It's only a meter high. Otherwise it would have been discovered.

It's common practice for ordinary people to go to the top of the mountain and go around from other places. Zhang Mingyue and Yun Lingxue are more than ten meters tall. A slap on the cliff leads to the Hawthorn Tree on the top of the hill.

After a while, they jumped directly from the top of the mountain and landed in front of Ling Feiyu like a leaf.

"It's only three catties of fruit. It's not bad." Zhang Mingyue said with a smile.

"Brother Yu, you can make sugar gourd. Then hurry back to do it. We picked it ourselves Yun Lingxue looks forward to it.

"Then go back and you'll clean it up." Ling Feiyu said with a smile“ It's late autumn. Those greenhouses are going to cover the roof

"If only there were hot springs. We can grow tropical plants here. " Cloud spirit snow a face regretful way.

"Hot springs? There is only one neighboring county. But the spring is not big Zhang Mingyue shook her head and said, "and the temperature is not very high."

Come back and clean the hawthorn. Ling Feiyu begins to boil sugar here. The two women over there removed the seeds from the Hawthorn one by one.

Boiling sugar is a technical job. Ling Feiyu is really good at it. He learned from his grandfather. At that time, Ling Feiyu also liked to eat sugar gourd. It's better to be able to do it yourself.

Sugar and water in the pot have a small fire boil to a certain extent. Here's the hawthorn. Dip the syrup in the pot. Put it on a flat stone or glass. When the syrup cools and hardens, it's made.

"It's better to make it yourself." Yun Lingxue with a sugar gourd, a face of happiness.

"I'll go to Lingxue Valley in the back. You... "Ling Feiyu is going to have a look at the ranch.

"Of course we're going with you." Cloud work properly snow urgently way, "again look for here to still have hawthorn tree."

Ling Feiyu hasn't gone yet. Zhao Quan came. Ling Minghao's family affairs have been dealt with.

"Dad, are you leaving now?" Ling Feiyu asked.