Rural Dad

After washing up, Zhao Han took the fruit basket up the mountain.

When he arrived at the orchard on the back mountain, he gave the fruit basket to Jiji as usual and asked her to take the monkey to pick cherries.

He went to check other fruit trees.

The peaches and other fruits in the orchard are almost ripe, and they can be eaten tomorrow at this rate.

The peaches and pears watered by the spiritual spring are much larger than ordinary ones.

And the color is full and evenly distributed, looking perfect like a toy model.

Every fruit tree is full of fruits, and the branches are bent, and the heavy ones symbolize a good harvest.

The morning dew hangs on the surface of the fruit, and every fruit looks mouth-watering.

"Chiji~" Jiji ran over, pointed at the peaches on the tree, and then pointed at his stomach.

Zhao Han rubbed its little head: "It's not fully ripe yet, you can eat it tomorrow."

"Chiji~" Jiji jumped for joy.

While waiting for the monkeys to pick cherries, Zhao Han posted the video of Gungun being beaten by monkeys yesterday on Douyin to share his happiness with netizens.

He found that he had gained hundreds of thousands of followers last night, and Douyin already had more than four million followers.

But what surprised him even more was the public account. Taoyuan Fruit Industry’s WeChat public account had a surge of one million followers!

This number is still rising.

Through private messages in the background, Zhao Han found that these people only paid attention to him after reading the report of Tongzhou Botanical Research Institute and became his potential customers.

"This is all wealth." Zhao Han sighed.

Although he has five orchards, the output will definitely not cover the expenses. After all, he has to sell 30% to the army every year, leaving only 70% of the share for external sales, which is definitely not enough.

However, Zhao Han does not plan to expand the scale of the orchard, because he wants to make Taoyuan Village a tourist destination, not a fruit destination.

And the growth cycle of fruit trees is too long.

At most, he would plant watermelons and cantaloupes, which have a shorter growth cycle.

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After picking cherries, Zhao Han returned home to make breakfast.

Because Zhao Jiang had to weed the orchards No. 4 and No. 5 in the morning, he had to eat breakfast to resist hunger.

First, he lit the fire buried in the fire pit, then washed the rice and cooked it. After hanging the iron pot for cooking on the fire pit, Zhao Han added some bacon and sausage.

Then he would eat something simple in the morning, planning to make four dishes: a tomato egg drop soup, a stir-fried pork with green peppers, a stir-fried potato shreds, and a dry-fried chicken.

In addition, he also stewed a pot of pork, which was used to feed the dog, cat and Gungun.

Don't treat national treasures harshly!

As for Da Huang, his two dog sons and the big orange cat, they were able to improve their meals entirely because of Gungun. They usually eat leftovers.

"You got up so early today." Zhao Jiang walked out of the bedroom wearing a blue old-fashioned cadre outfit.

Zhao Han simmered the cooked rice next to the fire pit and hung the iron pan on the hook. While cooking, he answered: "I was woken up by a phone call and couldn't sleep."

"Have you picked the cherries?" Zhao Jiang started rolling leaf tobacco as usual. He would smoke one when he got up in the morning. This was a habit he had developed over the years.

Zhao Han replied: "I picked them. Today is the last time I will sell them. The other fruits in the orchard will be ripe tomorrow. Then I will ask the fruit vendors in the city to come to collect them. I don't need to sell them anymore."

And there were not many cherries left, so he planned to keep them for himself.

"That's good. It's troublesome to go to the city every day. It's just right to find time to repair the road." Zhao Jiang nodded and said.

"Wow! Is Dad making breakfast today? It smells so good!" Guoguo ran out with messy hair, wearing furry green dinosaur pajamas and rabbit slippers.

She didn't lie in bed today.

Zhao Jiang was anxious: "Oh, my dear granddaughter, you are not afraid of catching a cold. Zhao Han, go and put clothes on her before you come out. Wear more clothes."

There is a kind of cold that makes your grandfather feel that you are cold.

"Then Dad, you cook." Zhao Han gave the position of chef to his father, carried Guoguo and went into the house.

Guoguo smiled and kept kicking on his shoulder.

After entering the bedroom, Zhao Han combed his daughter's hair first: "Why didn't Guoguo sleep in today?"

"Because Guoguo is hungry, the dishes made by daddy smell good to Guoguo." Guoguo said while touching her belly.

Zhao Han smiled slightly: "Then Guoguo, be good, don't move around, wash up early and go to eat early."

"Yeah, yeah." Guoguo nodded obediently.

When Zhao Han dressed Guoguo and walked out of the bedroom, he saw Xingxing washing her face and brushing her teeth outside.

"Guoguo got up as early as you today." Guoguo came to Xingxing with her water cup and toothbrush and said with a smile.

XingXing rinsed her mouth: "You are a good kid if you get up so early every day, otherwise you are a lazy bug."

"Hmm~" Guoguo was a little embarrassed, and finally said weakly: "Then I'll continue to be a lazy bug."

Xingxing rolled her eyes.

Guoguo squatted down and started brushing her teeth. She was restless even when brushing her teeth, and she played with the puppy again.

After breakfast, Zhao Han rode Xingxing and Guoguo to the kindergarten.

"Goodbye, Grandpa." Guoguo waved.

Zhao Jiang smiled and waved: "Goodbye."

"GunGun, be good at home, Xiaohei and Xiaohua, also listen to Dahuang mother." Guoguo instructed all the animals like a little adult.

GunGun, who had just finished his meal, sat in the yard peeling bamboo shoots, and ignored Guoguo.

Only the three dogs howled twice.

"Let's go." Zhao Han started the motorcycle.

Arrived at the kindergarten half an hour later.

He was the first one to arrive.

Yang Xue was wearing a retro blue suspender dress and looking forward to it at the door. The morning breeze blew her hair and skirt, and she looked like a fairy walking out of a painting.

After seeing Zhao Han's motorcycle, she smiled, which was enough to amaze the whole summer.

"Good morning, Aunt Yang."

The two children said in unison.

"Good morning." Yang Xue stepped forward and kissed them on the face, then carried them out of the car.

The two little brats were very sensible and did not stay there as light bulbs. They walked into the kindergarten hand in hand.

Zhao Han said jokingly: "Xiaoxue, you are not fair. You only kissed them but not me."

"Brother Zhao~" Yang Xue looked shy, and her voice was soft and had a bit of anger and coquettishness.

Zhao Han's bones were almost soft when he heard it.

Sex is like a steel knife scraping bones. Zhao Han took a deep breath to calm down: "I won't go to the city to sell fruits from tomorrow, so you don't have to come so early."

"Well, Yingying has already booked a place. It's nine o'clock tonight, at the restaurant we went to last time." Yang Xue lifted her hair that was blown by the wind and blocked her sight.

Zhao Han nodded: "Okay, I'll go first."

"Brother Zhao." Yang Xue suddenly called him.

Zhao Han subconsciously turned his head, and then a warm and tender red lip was pressed against his face.

When he came to his senses, Yang Xue had already run into the kindergarten with her skirt lifted up, and shouted from a distance.

"It's fair now, right?"