Today, the sun is shining brightly and the weather is fine, perfect for visiting relatives and friends.

Abdul Aini led his old donkey into the entrance of Yuelun Village.

Yuelun Village is one of the larger villages in Hahe Township, with a population of more than 1,000, which is considered rare in the surrounding area.

Abdul Aini is not from Yuelun Village. His family lives in Shiqiong Village, Wushi Township, next door to Hahe Township. Today he is here to visit his aunt.

His aunt married into Yuelun Village forty years ago, and is now over sixty. She has always been in good health, but this time she suddenly fell ill for some unknown reason. I heard that she was very ill, which made Abu

Duaini's father was very worried, so his father, who had bad legs and couldn't travel far, asked his son to come over and have a look.

Abdulaini often came to his aunt's house to play when he was a child. His aunt loved him very much, so he has always had a good relationship with his aunt's family.

My aunt has a son and a daughter. The daughter got married and now my aunt lives with her son.

The aunt's son is older than Abduani and is Abdulaini's cousin. His name is Turdi.

Turdi went to the southern coastal areas two years ago to make a living. Later, his father passed away and his mother was getting older and needed to be taken care of. He came back. He can be regarded as someone who has seen the outside world.

"I used to sell cut cakes in the south and it was very profitable!"

Whenever he talks about what happened in the coastal areas during those years, Cousin Turdi will always say this with emotion.

By selling cut cakes, he built a house for his family and bought a tractor. He was considered a promising person in the countryside.

Because Abdulani is the youngest son, his parents do not allow him to travel far away, so he has been staying in Bahe since he was a child. He is particularly envious of people like cousin Turdi. He feels that he is knowledgeable and can do anything no matter what he says.

With a convincing momentum.

I came to my aunt's house with familiarity. Before I entered, I heard cousin Turdi's voice coming from inside: "Get out of here, I won't do any reception for you anymore.

This is a lie, I will sue you to the town government."

"Sue us? Sue us for what?"

There was another person's voice in the yard.

He and cousin Turdi both spoke Uyghur, but his pronunciation was a little different, and he was obviously not a local: "You signed a contract with us, and now you suddenly say you won't accept us, do you know?"

Do you know this is a breach of contract? Only then can we sue you!"

Cousin Turdi cursed: "You are liars, liars! You lied to us to receive guests for you, saying that we can make money, but in fact it is not the case at all. You have so many demands and the guests are so unreasonable. We

You can’t make any money at all.”

The man retorted: "You know whether you can make money or not. We have no control over it. But you signed a contract with us and you should fulfill it. So many people wanted to cooperate with us, and you finally got the quota. Now you suddenly regret it."

If you say you don't want to, this is a breach of contract, and you are so dishonest."

"I have no integrity?"

Cousin Turdi was so angry that he laughed: "If you don't go out and ask me, am I, Turdi, an honest person? When I was selling cakes in the south, I always did business with integrity.

, because of this, the business is booming. You said in my yard that I have no integrity. This is insulting me. Do you believe that I will beat you up?"

With a "clang" sound, it seemed that someone picked up something and hit something.

The man who was quarreling with Cousin Turdi said with a little panic: "Don't mess around. I can call the police. Then it won't be as simple as breaking the contract."

Cousin Turdi: "Get out of my yard and don't let me see you in Yuelun Village again."

"Let's go, you wait, we will definitely go to the town to sue you."

After a flurry of noise, Abdulaini, who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, saw two people running out of the house in a panic. When they saw Abdulaini face to face, the two people stared fiercely.

Abdul Aini glanced at him, and one of them snorted coldly, and then ran away in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, cousin Turdi chased out from behind with a wooden stick. When he saw Abdulani, he stopped, pointed at the two people who had escaped earlier and cursed, "Don't let me see you again."

", and then he nodded to his cousin depressedly: "Why are you here?"

Abdulaini led the old donkey into the yard: "I heard that my aunt was ill, and Ata asked me to come and see her."

Glancing outside the courtyard door, Abdulaini asked: "Who were those two people just now? What happened?"

"Pooh!"

Turdi spat bitterly when he heard this, closed the courtyard door, and then said: "Those two guys are from the fruit brigade, they are very bad."

"Fruit traveler?"

Abdulaini couldn't help but ask: "What is going on?"

Turdi patted his cousin on the shoulder: "Don't talk about this yet, you go and see Appa first. After you finish reading, I will tell you slowly, well, Appa is angry because of this."

Abduani was even more curious, but the main purpose of coming to Yuelun Village today was to visit his aunt's condition, so he did not continue to ask. Instead, he pulled the donkey into the yard and tied it up, then took the donkey he brought from home.

After unloading all the gifts such as dried fruits, I went inside to see my aunt.

After talking to my aunt for a while, we informed each other about the old man's physical condition and the living conditions of the two families. It wasn't until my aunt seemed a little tired that Abdulaini came out of the house and asked her to have a good rest.

During the family dinner with my aunt, my aunt said several times, "If it weren't for the farmhouse, I wouldn't be so angry." This made Abdulaini's doubts even greater, so from the aunt's words

After coming out of the house, he and his cousin sat under the grape trellis in the yard. He couldn't help but ask: "Cousin, what is the farmhouse that my aunt just mentioned? What happened to make my aunt so angry?"

How's it going?"

"well"

Turdi sighed softly, shook his head and said: "It's all my fault. I heard that farmhouses can make money, so when I heard that the Fruit Travel group was going to do this, I rushed to sign up... Alas, I only know now.

This farmhouse thing is just a lie."

Abdul Aini asked: "What's going on, cousin, please tell me."

Turdi took out his pipe, lit it, and showed a sad expression on his face: "Okay, let me tell you, so that you know that you should be careful if you encounter him in the future."

"careful?"

Abdul Aini didn't understand why, he just looked at his cousin eagerly, waiting for him to speak.

"It's like this, the people from the Fruit Travel came to our village that day..."
Chapter completed!