Rural Dad

Arrived at the kindergarten on time at 8:50.

As usual, I saw Yang Xue waiting at the door.

She changed her outfit again today, with long hair draped over her shoulders, a pink off-shoulder sweater and white wide-leg pants, which made her look tall and pure.

"Auntie Yang, you look so beautiful today." Guo Guo couldn't wait to wave to Yang Xue before getting off the car.

Yang Xue walked over with a smile, and then carried Guo Guo out of the car: "Guo Guo looks beautiful today too."

"Xingxing is also handsome." She went to hug Xingxing again.

"I'm not a three-year-old child who still needs to be carried." Xingxing was stubborn and wanted to get off the car by himself.

But he still couldn't escape Yang Xue's clutches. Yang Xue picked him up and put him on the ground, smiling and saying: "You are a five-year-old child who still needs to be carried."

Xingxing was speechless.

"Go in quickly." Yang Xue touched his face.

Xingxing rolled her eyes. You couldn't wait to drive me away, but don't forget that I was the one who gave you the assist yesterday, you ruthless woman.

The remote control car you promised me hasn't come true yet!

Xingxing snorted and walked into the kindergarten with a cold temperament.

"Brother, hold my hand." Guoguo ran over and forcibly pulled his hand, jumping inside.

Xingxing's cold image was instantly shattered.

Yang Xue lifted the hair by her ear and smiled sweetly: "Brother Zhao, don't forget tonight."

This is her first time to watch a movie with Zhao Han.

Well, although there are two small light bulbs.

But it's harmless.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not forget. I'm leaving first." Zhao Han smiled slightly and put on his helmet.

Yang Xue wanted to say a few more words, but now she could only hold back and smile gently: "Bye."

"Bye." Zhao Han rode away.

"Ah! Men who don't understand romance are so hateful!" Yang Xue stamped her feet as she looked at his back.

Zhao Han saw this scene from the rearview mirror, stopped the car and turned back to ask: "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with your feet?"

Yang Xue: "…………"

Ah ah ah! It's so embarrassing!

"It's okay, it's just that the shoes don't fit well." Yang Xue's face was slightly red, and her eyes were floating.

"Oh, then you can go back and change a pair." Zhao Han felt relieved, turned the accelerator, and set off again.

Women are really unpredictable. Why do they wear shoes that don't fit? Just because the outfit looks good?

……………

Taiping County.

East Gate of the Central Shopping Plaza.

There were as many people here as in the past two days.

The police station specially sent people to maintain order.

The whole road has been closed, and there are traffic police at both ends of the road directing vehicles to go another way.

"These people are really crazy. They just bought some cherries, but they are fighting like old ladies for eggs."

The policeman who maintained order complained.

"What do you know? Taoyuan cherries have been very popular these days. They are said to cure impotence and premature ejaculation."

"It can also beautify the skin. I heard that someone only ate it for two days and the acne on his face disappeared."

"Is it true? Is it so weird?"

"I don't think it's groundless. Otherwise, why are these people so crazy about it?"

Three or five policemen gathered together to discuss.

A media car was on the way.

In the car was Wang Bing, a reporter from Tongzhou TV Station.

In the morning, she received an order from the station to come to Taiping County to interview a news about selling cherries.

She was speechless at the time. Is this considered news?

As the least visible reporter in the station, she certainly had no right to refuse, not to mention that it was because it was not considered news that she got her turn.

"Sister Bingbing, take it easy. At least you can finally interview the news." The photographer advised.

Wang Bing rolled her eyes: "Come on, don't you see that others are making fun of me?"

Interviewing a cherry seller can also be considered news?

"Uh..." The photographer also laughed.

Soon, the car stopped. After Wang Bing got off the car, she looked at the huge crowd and her mind went blank.

"What's going on? Are there celebrities coming?"

"You are a reporter from Tongzhou TV Station, right? I am arranged by the county government to receive you." A short-haired man came over and said with a smile.

The reporter was invited by the county government because County Magistrate Wu also wanted to help Zhao Han and promote Taoyuan cherries.

It took Wang Bing a while to come back to his senses. He looked at the short-haired man blankly and asked: "What's going on?"

"These people are waiting to buy cherries." The short-haired man explained calmly.

"What!" Wang Bing and others widened their eyes.

So many people gathered together to block the road just to buy cherries? Is this cherry made of gold?

Wang Bing and the photographer looked at each other, both of them were a little confused, but then they became excited.

Because this is absolutelyYes, it's big news!

Surprise! Such a big surprise!

"Quick, turn on the machine."

Wang Bing quickly got into the state: "Hello, audience friends, I am Bingbing, a reporter from Tongzhou TV Station. Behind me is the central square of Xiataiping County. You can see the crowd. According to the whistleblower, they are all here to buy cherries. What kind of cherry has such magic? Let's follow the camera to find out."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Suddenly, the roar of the engine sounded.

A young man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, jeans, and a helmet rode a Yamaha over.

"Here he comes! It's a hot man!"

The crowded crowd suddenly became noisy.

It was like a crazy fan seeing his idol.

The police who maintained order were all dumbfounded.

Zhao Han rode his motorcycle flexibly through the crowd, and then stopped at the entrance of the square.

"It was notified on the official account yesterday. Today, the purchase limit will start. Each person is limited to ten!"

Zhao Han shouted.

"Stop talking too much! Give me ten!" The person standing in the front threw the money directly.

"I want ten too!"

"And me..."

Instantly, money rained down around Zhao Han.

The reporters from Tongzhou TV were dumbfounded. They forgot what to say for a moment and stared at the scene blankly.

Before she came, she didn't think much of it.

After all, selling cherries is nothing to interview.

But after seeing so many people, her heart became hot, but now she realized that she had greatly underestimated the popularity of these cherries.

Even she couldn't help but start to doubt, could it be that the Taoyuan cherries really have all those magical functions?

It took her a while to come back to her senses, and she hurriedly said the lines: "As you can see, the situation at the scene is very chaotic, with banknotes flying and money raining down. Everyone is crazy, it's simply unimaginable..."

"It's over! Sold out!" In less than ten minutes, Zhao Han's two fruit baskets of cherries were empty.

Both fruit baskets were filled with money.

"It's sold out again! What a coincidence! I haven't been able to buy any for three days in a row. I'm so drunk."

"Can't you just get a truck to carry all the tickets?"

"This is really fucked up..."

People who didn't buy any tickets all gushed over them, greeting Zhao Han warmly and turning away.

This has become a daily routine these days.

"Let's go interview him!" Wang Bing's face flushed with excitement, and he ran towards Zhao Han with a microphone.