Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

New bud drags Ye Cong back to the room, then slams the door, "are you crazy?"

Ye Cong looks at the girl with a red face in front of him. He slowly sits down by the bed and arranges his clothes. "What do you think?"

New bud Yi, standing in front of Ye Cong, looking at him, "don't you want to order fruit for my mother?"

It's like the family across the door often orders milk.

But in places like theirs, the travel expenses may be more expensive than fruits. Her parents know that they are not directly crazy.

Ye Cong hooked his finger to her, and the new bud was not clear. So he could only go foolishly, but he was directly held by Ye Cong and sat on his legs the next second.

"Ah..." Xinya whispered and instinctively put her arms around his neck.

New shoots

Finally, he hugs her. Ye Cong sniffs the sweetness of her body with satisfaction. He just wears too many clothes, which makes him uncomfortable.

"I don't want to order fruit for them, and your parents can't agree." These days, ye Cong can see that the parents of the new family are diligent farmers. They don't ask much and they are not greedy. If their children can make a fortune, they will be satisfied with guarding this mountain area.

If they really order fruit for them, they may not accept it, but because of their face, they may not be very willing to refuse, and their psychology is certainly not good.

"What do you mean?" Xinya tries to keep her mind steady and not be shy because she is in his arms.

"There's an idea. When I went up the mountain, I found that there were many villages on the mountain, but there wasn't even a decent fruit shop in your town."

Hearing Ye Cong's words, Xinya sighed, "don't mention the fruit shop. The general supermarkets only buy necessities for daily life. Our place is so remote that few people come here. And as you can see, it takes more than two hours to drive from the nearest county. Once it rains and snows, it's impossible to drive, Who wants to deliver the goods here? "

Xinya said, thinking about it and looking at Ye Cong, "have you ever heard a saying that if you want to be rich, you should build roads first?"

Ye Cong

This is too down-to-earth for him to hear.

"We belong to the backwater where you want to build roads and there is no place for you to build them." Xinya sighs and says helplessly.

Ye Cong pauses for a moment, thinking about what he saw when he went up the mountain. The natural environment of this place is really terrible.

But if someone pays, labor should still be available.

Thinking, ye Cong bowed his head and said to Xinya, "I'm going to let people make a fruit chain here, and I think there are some fruit trees on your mountain."

"Who dares to pick the fruit on the mountain? It's all on the cliff." New bud stares, "when I was a child, brother Zhu next door took some little friends to pick fruit. As a result, he was carried back and his legs were broken."

Ye Cong

"Brother Zhu? Next door? Childhood sweetheart Every name Ye Cong utters carries a different flavor.

New shoots

Shouldn't the point be broken legs?

"And now?" Ye Cong asked again, not very kind.

Xinya blinked. Finally, she said, "I've been married a long time, and my children are more than one year old, really."

"Good." Ye Cong is satisfied.

New bud secretly wipe sweat, ye Zong you are vinegar bucket.