Listening to the conversation of several adults in the living room, Su Xiaoting adjusted her mood, walked out and pretended to be calm and told Su Qinghe: "Uncle Qinghe, my sister is asleep."

The little girl's disguise was so clumsy that several adults could tell from her eyes that she must have shed tears just now, but they all tacitly refused to reveal it.

"Sleep after eating, no wonder you are so fat!" Su Qinghe complained softly, and then proposed to leave. Bai Zhi went to the room and carefully picked up the sleeping little boy.

Little Guaiguai slept like crazy. He didn’t react at all to such a big move. The quality of his sleep was terrible.

"Mom, you should feel relieved now," Su Qinghe looked at the old lady walking relaxedly and joked with a smile.

The old lady nodded repeatedly, expressing that she was very satisfied with Su Qinghe's arrangement. It is better to teach a person to fish than to teach him to fish. Everyone knows this truth.

"What happens in the future depends on Ah Meng himself!" The old lady also knew that she and Su Qinghe could help for a while, but not forever. If Su Meng was a piece of shit who couldn't stand up to the wall, she wouldn't be able to care about him, no matter what.

She said that Su Qinghe was her biological grandson, and there were other differences between closeness and distance.

Then, she told Su Qinghe about strawberries. Ever since she heard about the land purchase price from Bai Zhi in the morning, she had been uneasy. Not only was she concerned about sales, but she was also worried about whether the strawberries grown in the open air would be used.

Stealing, after all, one acre of land is worth hundreds of thousands in income. It is not an exaggeration to say that money grows in the land.

Her worries are not unfounded. It is said that money attracts people's hearts, but poor people tend to be unruly. It is not new news in the industry and the market that crops are stolen and destroyed out of jealousy. What's more, there are even cases of driving a truck to plant crops in the middle of the night.

It also happened that all the broccoli was picked and sold.

"Po, please be more careful about this. We have installed surveillance cameras on every piece of land, and the local town government also attaches great importance to this cooperation. They are more worried about this kind of thing happening than we are!" Su

Qinghe said in relief.

Shuangtang Strawberry is now the straw for the three mountain towns to get out of their predicament, and it is also their political achievement. Seeing that Shuangtang Strawberry is becoming more and more famous with the publicity, and their attention is also increasing day by day, everyone is breathing a sigh of relief.

, I want to have a hearty victory.

And whether it is Shuangtang Fruit Company or the local Shuangtang Fruit Processing Factory, the main labor force comes from the local area, and they do not allow anyone to ruin their jobs.

The old lady felt relieved when she heard that the town government paid attention to it. Su Qinghe then told her about the company's plans.

For example, the Shuangtang Strawberry Tasting Party led by the company is currently progressing smoothly, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will be held in Nanling Town on New Year's Day.

For example, after the year, Qin Hao will lead a team to negotiate with the county about donating and building rural kindergartens.

The old lady didn’t understand the tasting party, but she also knew it was related to sales. However, she was more concerned about rural kindergartens. “I haven’t studied for a few years, but I also know that education is a big thing. No matter how poor you are, you can’t afford education.

You must not suffer the child, you are doing this right and you must do it well!"

After admonishing her, she said happily: "I will burn paper tomorrow and have a good talk with our ancestors. There is smoke coming out of our Su family's ancestral graves!"

Isn't it? Before the accident happened at home, she never thought that Su Qinghe would achieve what he did today. All she wanted was for her children to read more books, find a better job, and have a stable and well-off life. How can it be like that?

Now, I still have some spare time to do charity and help others.

While Su Qinghe and the old lady were talking at home, Su Xiaoting and Su Meng were not idle either.

After seeing off Su Qinghe and others, Su Meng started hanging out at home. It had been almost two hours since he got home, and he hadn't taken a good look at the home yet.

The first floor has not changed much. It is still the same as when he was taken away. The biggest change is on the second floor. The originally empty living room is equipped with a set of wooden furniture. There is also a bed and wardrobe in the room, and the bed still has a mattress.

Yes, the bathroom is equipped with a water heater and a washing machine.

After looking around the second floor, Su Meng asked in astonishment: "Xiaoting, where do all these come from?"

"Uncle Qinghe bought it..." Su Xiaoting told the story about how Xiao Gong and the others rented here during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Qinghe originally bought these furniture with company benefits. After Xiao Gong and the others moved out, because of the wooden house,

There was no need for them, so I left them all at Su Xiaoting’s house.

"Uncle Xiao and the others also paid the rent, two hundred yuan a month, for two months of living!" Su Xiaoting said happily.

Seeing Su Xiaoting's happy smile, Su Meng's heart trembled. He couldn't help but recall Su Xiaoting's appearance when she was three years old. Slowly, tears blurred his eyes. The face in his mind gradually changed from the face in front of him now.

Overlapping each other, it’s as if time has not passed through his world.

It’s like I had a long, long dream and walked a long, long way. At the other end of the road, stood a vague figure. As the figure gradually became clearer, I woke up from the dream and opened my eyes.

The little girl in front of me has grown up.

"Dad, why are you crying?"

Su Meng came back to his senses and looked at Su Xiaoting who was shaking her uneasily at her feet. Su Meng couldn't bear it anymore. Tears burst into tears. He knelt down and hugged Su Xiaoting tightly, and said in a choked voice: "I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! Dad is sorry for you! It's Dad's fault for letting you live alone for so long!"

Su Xiaoting's body tensed up at first, and then slowly relaxed. When she heard Su Meng's apology, all the years of grievances suddenly came to her, and tears flowed out.

She didn't cry, she just wanted to have a good cry and let out the emotions she had suppressed over the years.

The resentment of having my father taken away, the helplessness of not being able to find my mother when I woke up, the fear of facing the dark night alone for the first time, the grievance of being bullied...

Living alone, I was like a wild child. I had a meal at this house and a meal at that house. If I got into trouble, the adults would block the door. I didn't dare to go home. I hid in the mountains at night. I don't know how long I walked. I leaned on it.

A tree fell asleep.

She is still so young, and she also wants to be held in the hands of her parents as a treasure like her friends.

Su Xiaoting's cry was very loud, like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Meng's heart one after another; and like a needle, piercing his heart into a sieve.

I don’t know how long it took, but Su Xiaoting had cried enough, and her crying gradually subsided. She twitched, and her tone became more choked, but she said with a smile: "Dad, it's okay, I live a good life alone.

I have saved a lot of money and am living very well!"

Su Xiaoting wiped her tears randomly, left Su Meng's arms, ran downstairs and returned to her room, found the mooncake box where the money was hidden, opened it and showed it to Su Meng who was following her.

A stack of neatly folded banknotes is tied up by a yellow elastic band.

"Here are two thousand six hundred and thirty-two yuan and eight cents. Dad, I'll give it all to you!" Su Xiaoting put the banknotes into Su Meng's hand, not keeping a cent for herself.

Su Meng looked at the banknotes in his hand, and then looked at Su Xiaoting, who was crying. How could a child who had just turned seven years old save more than 2,600 yuan after living independently for four years?
Chapter completed!