The leisurely life of a reborn dad

On the way back, Mengmeng was very dishonest.

Mengmeng couldn't bear to put down the new toy music microphone that Cao Shujie had just bought for her.

The father and daughter were sitting in the second row of seats, and Cheng Xiaolin had already driven the car out of Yiling City.

Mengmeng was very honest at first, but after a while she couldn't sit still. She said to Cao Shujie: "Dad, let me sing you a song."

"What song to sing?" Cao Shujie became more energetic.

Then I saw Mengmeng messing around with the microphone in her hand. Her little hands pressed hard on the buttons a few times. After a while, a piece of music came out, and Mengmeng sang along: "Only mom is good in the world..."

As soon as she finished singing a sentence, Cao Shujie interrupted her: "Mengmeng, let's change the song, there is only dad in the world, okay?"

Mengmeng was a little confused. She couldn't understand such a profound question, so she explained to her father sternly: "Dad, this song is "Only Mom is Good in the World"."

"That won't work, cut the song." Cao Shujie said sourly.

Cheng Xiaolin, who was driving in front, heard her husband say this and couldn't help laughing and scolding him: "What does this bear think about all day long?"

When Mengmeng heard what her father said, she pressed the button hard again, and a few "clack, clack, clack, clack," sounds were heard, and a new melody came out of the microphone.

When the lyrics came out, Mengmeng also sang along: "I have a little donkey, and I never ride it. One day, on a whim, I rode it to the market. I held a little leather whip in my hand. I was feeling very proud. I don't know why. Blah blah blah, I fell all over the mud!"

This part was very difficult to sing, but I managed to sing it.

As soon as Mengmeng finished singing a piece, Cao Shujie gave her the compliment she was looking forward to: "It's nice. Mengmeng sang so beautifully."

"Hehe, dad, let me sing another song for you." Mengmeng was excited.

"Sing, sing." Cao Shujie listened patiently.

In fact, his daughter's singing is not very pleasant, but when the child's enthusiasm comes over, she gets into trouble with you if you don't listen.

Cheng Xiaolin drove smoothly, and more than two hours later, they returned to Caojiazhuang before dark.

He stopped the car at the door and just entered the house. Before he could take a breath, his mother Wang Yuelan said to him: "Shujie, several people came to see you today."

"Mom, why are you looking for me?" Cao Shujie was puzzled.

Wang Yuelan said to him: "Some of them are asking you about growing kiwi fruit, some are asking you about raising cattle, and there is also a couple in the family who are fighting and want you to mediate. Anyway, there are all kinds of messy things. "

Cao Shujie felt a headache when he heard his mother say this, especially when he heard that a couple was fighting and asked him to mediate it.

"Ignore them for now. I'll rest for a while. I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Cao Shujie felt a little sleepy now.

Cheng Xiaolin was about to make dinner when she heard her mother-in-law say: "Linlin, the pork ribs and winter melon I stewed should be ready soon."

"Mom, then you call my dad and ask him to come over for dinner." Cheng Xiaolin said.

Not long after Wang Yuelan called her wife, Cao Jianguo came down from work in the orchard on the mountain.

As soon as he entered the door, Mengmeng greeted him with a microphone: "Grandpa, let me sing a song for you."

When Cao Shujie came down from upstairs, he happened to see this scene, and he was still thinking: "Mengmeng's enthusiasm will not go away for at least three days."

Cao Jianguo didn't care about anything else. In his simple mind, any song his granddaughter sang would be nice.

"Okay then, you go ahead and sing, grandpa listens." Cao Jianguo said with a smile.

Another tone-deaf children's voice sounded in the house.

During dinner in the evening, Cao Jianguo went to the utility room to get wine. Cao Shujie remembered something. The Maotai he bought today had not been taken out of the car.

He quickly took the car keys and ran outside: "Dad, wait a minute. I got some good wine for you and grandpa today. I will move over right away."

"What good wine? What did you spend the money on?" Cao Zhenghu said to his grandson with a smile.

But when Cao Shujie came in from outside with two boxes of wine, Cao Zhenghu smelled the aroma of wine, and he said nothing else.

"It smells really good. It's a good wine." Cao Zhenghu nodded.

Cao Shujie put down the two boxes of wine. He went out again and brought in the remaining box of wine.

"Dad, grandpa, take a look at the wine I bought for you. Try it." Cao Shujie smiled and opened the half bottle of wine left by the three of them at noon, and poured wine into the glasses for grandpa and father.

Cao Jianguo looked at the word Maotai and asked his son: "How much does a bottle cost?"

"Hey, it's not much money." Cao Shujie didn't say anything.

He said: "I found someone to buy it. I bought three boxes at a time and they gave me a preferential price."

Cheng Xiaolin came out of the kitchen with rice next to her. She wanted to laugh when she heard her husband say this.

She thought to herself: "A total discount of 240 yuan, right?"

There is no way to say this!

But Cheng Xiaolin would never stop her husband from buying wine.

Cao Jianguo heard his son say that he found someone to buy wine and gave him a discount. He really believed what his son said.

I didn’t ask him how much a bottle of wine cost.

He said: "How much wine did your grandpa and I drink? Remember to send a box to Mengmeng's grandpa."

"Dad, don't worry, I bought three boxes in total, one of which is for Mengmeng's grandpa." Cao Shujie made the distribution clearly.

Cheng Xiaolin had guessed that this would be the case when her husband proposed to buy three boxes of wine, but she still said: "Shujie, you don't have to give my dad one box, just give him two bottles. He can't tell the difference between the good and the bad." , when someone comes to the house, or goes out to visit relatives, he might bring out the wine."

Cao Jianguo heard the overtone from his daughter-in-law's words: "It's very expensive? Shujie, tell me how much a bottle costs."

"Hehe, it's not very expensive, it costs more than 1,000 yuan a bottle!" Cao Shujie said with a smile.

Cao Jianguo picked up the wine glass, looked at the transparent liquid inside, and called him "good guy."

"According to what you said, this cup costs hundreds of dollars?" Cao Jianguo shouted.

Wang Yuelan glared at him: "You can drink if you want. If you don't want to drink, don't talk nonsense. I don't even know if it's good for you to drink some good wine."

When Cao Jianguo heard what his wife said, he took a sip of wine and stopped talking.

Cao Zhenghu was more open-minded than his son. He took a sip from the wine glass and said, "You get what you pay for. This wine is really delicious."

"Grandpa, you are right to say that." Cao Shujie smiled happily.

Seeing that his grandfather's wine glass was half full, Cao Shujie filled him up with wine again.

Then he poured himself a small half cup and drank slowly with his grandfather and father.

Immersed in the happy days, time flies by unconsciously.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and people are ushering in the month of August, when the temperature is even higher.

There were originally 14 households growing kiwis and apples in the village.

Their kiwi fruits are gradually maturing at this time. In previous years, at this time, people would come to the fields to harvest kiwi fruits, which cost more than three yuan per pound.

But I don’t know why no one has come to collect kiwi fruits this year.

No one cared about this at first. Everyone still thought that it was just the beginning, and it would take a long time. If they sold it late, they might still be able to sell it at a good price.

But after waiting for several days, they found that no one came to harvest kiwi fruits. At this time, some farmers began to worry.

These 14 families began to inquire about each other's situation. It didn't matter once they inquired, they found that the other party was just like their own, no one took care of them, and there was no movement at all.

They all realized something was wrong, and after much thought, they came up with a solution. These 14 families selected two people to go to the county and city to find out what was going on.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and took the initiative to call the sellers who used to collect fruit from their homes to ask them if they wanted kiwi fruits this year.

After the call got through, the farmer who called was quite happy at first and thought about selling his kiwis secretly first.

But when they heard the fruit seller say that this year's A fruits were only sold for 2 yuan 3 per catty at most, while ordinary fruits were 1 yuan 5 per catty, the farmers who called were stunned on the spot with their mobile phones.

Don't know what to do at all.

They can't figure out which link went wrong, and why this year's purchase price is nearly one yuan cheaper than in previous years?

According to the average yield of 4,000 kilograms of kiwis from one acre of land, this is equivalent to a loss of more than 3,000 yuan from one acre of land.

For these farmers who make a living by growing fruits, this loss is absolutely unacceptable.

The two people who arranged to go to the county to inquire about the situation also came back. The situation they brought back was similar to what individual farmers had learned from privately contacting fruit sellers.

The highest price A Guo sent me was about 2.5 yuan, which was 20 cents more expensive than the one mentioned below, but this amount of money was not enough to pay for gas.

"Jianmao, Shudong, how are you asking about the situation? What exactly is going on?" Someone asked anxiously when 14 kiwi farmers gathered together.

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Cao Jianmao shook his head and said, "I went to the county's fruit wholesale market, and they told me that the fruit should be collected at this price. If you want to sell it, sell it, and if you don't want to sell it, the kiwi fruit will be cheap. They can't sell it even if they charge a high price."

"Fart, who said kiwis are cheap? I remember that kiwis at Director Cao's house were sold for more than 20 yuan per pound," Cao Liansheng said.

he is very angry.

But it's useless to be angry. No fruit seller will consider the problem on their side.

"Everyone, let's talk about it. What should we do? Do we really want to sell it to them for 2 yuan and 50 cents?" said a woman named Cao Shuying.

To be honest, she was unwilling to sell it at such a low price?

She planted a total of 6 acres of kiwi fruit. If they were sold so cheaply, she would make tens of thousands less this year.

Planting fruit trees is already a hard job, but I still make so little money. The thought of this makes me very depressed.

"Sister Shuying, why don't we go find Director Cao? Director Cao is so powerful, let's see what he can do?" Another middle-aged man named Cao Shuhe said.

He is 8 years younger than Cao Shuying, and his family has always grown kiwi fruits.

Hearing what Cao Shuhe said, Cao Shuying was a little hesitant. She said, "How to find it? Director Cao said before that our village will grow the same variety of kiwifruit. I didn't agree at the time. How can I have the nerve to look for it now?"

Cao Shuhe opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He and Cao Shuying grew two different varieties.

Moreover, the 14 households like them grow kiwi fruit, and there are only 6 varieties.

It's exactly what Cao Shujie said. The varieties grown are so complicated and messy that it's impossible to sell them uniformly.

After hearing the conversation between the two of them, Cao Shudong said: "If you don't go look for it, I'll try it. I have to think of a way. If we delay it, the kiwi fruit will be overripe on the tree, and the fruit will rot on the ground. What should we do?" "

His last words struck a scene in the hearts of those present who least wanted to face it.

Many of these 14 households have a lucky mentality, but Cao Shudong is right. Although the kiwi fruits are still hard and need to be ripened after being picked, if they stay on the tree for a longer time, these kiwi fruits will still It slowly matures, and when the time comes, it falls directly from the tree and rots in the ground. They cannot bear the result.

"Let's go, let's go find Director Cao together and ask him to help find a solution. At worst, after we are busy this season, we will be done planting the same varieties as Director Cao." Someone said.

This is the final compromise.

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When Cao Shudong, Cao Jianmao and the others came over, Cao Shujie was planting a new variety of kiwi fruit saplings in the orchard on the mountain.

This is the new seedling he got from boss Ji Guangyouji in Dalius Town two days ago.

It is neither a red-heart kiwi nor a yellow-heart kiwi. In Boss Ji’s words, it is just an ordinary green-heart kiwi.

But this kiwi fruit sapling is no ordinary sapling.

Cao Shujie found it very interesting. After looking at it carefully, he found that these seedlings met his requirements and asked for new kiwi fruit seedlings on four acres of land.

The price of this new kiwi fruit sapling is 10 yuan per plant with a height of 0.8 meters.

Cao Shujie requested 4 acres of land based on a density of 80 plants per acre, and invested a total of 3,200 yuan in this area.

After Ji Guangyou arranged for these fruit saplings to be delivered to him, Cao Shujie and his father Cao Jianguo planted them themselves.

At this time, Cao Shujie was not in a hurry to graft other varieties to improve this new variety of kiwifruit. Instead, he planted them all first and sprayed them with nutrient solution to make them grow.

After a while, when it is almost grown, he will slowly improve.

While he was busy observing the rooting situation of this batch of new fruit saplings, Cao Shudong and the others came over.

Seeing a dozen people coming to his orchard and looking at the hurried looks on their faces, Cao Shujie was still wondering what was going on?

"Director Cao, you must help." Cao Shudong shouted loudly as soon as he saw Cao Shujie.

This made Cao Shujie even more confused: "Tell me slowly, what's the problem?"

Cao Shuying spoke quickly and said, "Director Cao, that's what happened."

She told Cao Shujie that this year's kiwi fruit could not be sold at high prices, and then told Cao Shujie the results that Cao Shudong and Cao Jianmao had gone to the county to find out.

After everything was said, Cao Shuying said with some embarrassment: "Director Cao, can you help me?"

"Is there still such a thing?" Cao Shujie frowned.

He said: "I have never heard of this problem."

This made Cao Shudong and the others feel very uncomfortable.

Judging from Director Cao's appearance, the kiwis in his orchard did not encounter any unexpected problems at all.

"Director Cao, you also know some fruit harvesters. Can you help me ask why the purchase price of kiwi fruit is so low this year? Is there something wrong? We can change it." Cao Shuhe asked.

"Okay!" Cao Shujie nodded.

This is nothing.

Cao Shujie stood up and went to wash his hands at the faucet nearby, then took out his cell phone and started making a call.

He considered that Zuo Le mainly collected high-quality fruits and might not be too sensitive to the market information of ordinary fruits, so he called Nie Bin.