Hagilu Town is also under Yang County and is geographically located between Yang County and Huicheng.
Chen Jianhe picked up Qiqi and headed to town with the old village chief on a bicycle.
Because Taoxi Village is remote, it takes an hour to ride to the town, so we set off at dawn and arrived at the town just in time to catch the early morning bus into the city.
In order to better promote the fruits and vegetables in the village, the old village chief also specially carried a sack containing watermelons, sweet potatoes, etc. grown by himself.
It is still early to pick the watermelon at this time, but experienced consignors can also estimate the taste and size of the watermelon when it is ripe.
Although the fruits and vegetables grown in their village are not good in appearance, their taste is not bad.
When you get to town, leave your bicycle in storage. At the waiting point on the roadside, a minibus from the county will arrive.
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Two hours drive.
It was exactly ten o'clock in the morning when the three of them arrived at the station.
Huicheng is a large city in the south.
In the past, the old village chief and Chen Jianhe only had a conceptual impression of Dacheng. After a two-hour drive and getting off the station, they were in a crowded station, and they suddenly realized how big Dacheng was.
Chen Jianhe almost immediately put the baby into the backpack and held it in his arms.
He didn't even dare to carry it behind his back, because he was afraid that if he didn't watch, he wouldn't even know that the baby was taken away from behind.
There are so many people here that you have to squeeze in to get out.
"Grandpa, village chief, Uncle Chen, go out through this exit. The bus stop is opposite."
"Let's cross the road first and walk in the direction of the bus. We will reach the wholesale market in the west of the city in two stops."
"I've walked there before. It only takes half an hour. It's very close and you don't have to take a bus. The ticket costs 10 cents per person, so it's not cost-effective."
This area of the station is almost unchanged from Qiqi's memory.
When she arrived at the place, she transformed into a little tour guide and planned the next itinerary clearly, not forgetting to save money from time to time.
The little man was sitting in a deep basket, with his two little hands scratching the edge of the basket, and a little head could barely pop out.
In order to find the direction, the baby kept looking left and right, his eyes moving around flexibly.
That little appearance looks like a clever little hamster.
It's so cute that it makes people's hearts melt.
The old village chief was carrying a sack and had a deep smile on his face, "Okay, Grandpa Village Chief and your Uncle Chen will listen to Qiqi's command."
In the eyes of farmers, half an hour's distance is just the time it takes to visit each other.
Walking is no problem at all.
After leaving the station, there are many shops around the road and high-rise buildings everywhere you look.
People who enter the city for the first time are dazzled and frightened.
When they arrived at the large agricultural and sideline products wholesale market in the west of the city that Qiqi mentioned, the old village chief was a little afraid to go in when he stood at the door and looked at the majestic building in front of him.
The doorway alone is wide enough to accommodate three large trucks, and there is a guard box next to it.
Looking up, the signboard with red embossed fonts shines brightly in the sun.
I looked inside again.
Good guy, everything you can see inside is filled with four-wheeled vehicles.
The stalls are like a long queue and the crowds are buzzing.
The two of them, one big and one small, are here. They are really bumpkins entering the city.
"Jianhe, here, who should we look for when we go in?" The old village chief grasped the sack tightly and hesitated nervously.
Chen Jianhe was also numb, "Uncle, let's go in and ask first!"
Qiqi was also scratching her head at this time. She knew how to pick up garbage, but she couldn't do business.
She subconsciously asked Little Danman for help, "Dandan, what should we do now?"
"Go in and find the stall owner selling fruits and vegetables." In the sea of consciousness, the little egg man waved his fingers lazily, and a rich purple aura quietly disappeared into Qiqi's eyebrows.
Qiqi's spirit was shaken, "Grandpa, village chief, Uncle Chen, let's go find the stall owner selling fruits and vegetables!"
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On the other side of the room is a spacious and cool office on the third administrative floor of the wholesale market.
The short-haired girl in a fashionable dress was shouting at the other end of the phone, "Yueyue, are you here? I feel like mushrooms are growing on my head from waiting!"
There was silence on the phone for a moment before a female voice came out, clear and calm, "It's downstairs."
"I will pick you up!"
"Need not."
"Okay, I'll be waiting in the office on the third floor. When you come up, bring me a cup of mung bean ice water! By the way, there's a new restaurant opened in the business district in the city. I heard the signature dishes there are delicious!
We’ll go there to eat at noon, I’ll treat you!…&%￥…&”
There seemed to be a helpless sigh coming from the other end of the phone.
Then there was a click and the phone hung up.
Not long after, the office door opened, and a tall and slender figure walked in.
That was a woman of great appearance.
He was about twenty-four or five years old, and he obviously had a bright and flamboyant face, but he had a pair of ruthless eyes that suppressed the bright beauty.
The long wavy hair, a simple pearl white shirt and black trousers give off a strong aura of a woman.
Seeing her, the apple-faced girl with short hair immediately smiled, "Yueyue, I miss you so much!"
"You miss my wallet." Song Yueliang handed her the mung bean ice water and said calmly, "Jingtailou, you treat me, and I'll pay the bill?"
"..." After being told the truth, Dong Wangshu stopped pretending, holding the woman's arm and pretending, "It's all my father's fault. If he hadn't collected my bankbook and confiscated my wallet, how could I be so miserable? I
How miserable, Yueyue!"
"Go find your brother."
"My brother said that if I don't make some achievements here, he will refuse to open his wallet to me in the future."
Dong Wangshu's face turned green when he mentioned this. He took the woman to the window and pointed down, "Yueyue, you said, I look like someone who can manage the vegetable market?"
Song Yueliang did not comment and looked down calmly.
Cars are like dragons and guests are like weaving.
The scene is prosperous yet chaotic.
The Dong's Wholesale Market is the largest in Huicheng. It mainly makes money from leasing. At the same time, the Dong's themselves are also involved in the wholesale of fruits and vegetables. They are the largest wholesalers in the entire market.
Although the Dong family is not considered wealthy in Huicheng, the family business is still among the lowest.
In other words, the Dong family is not short of money.
I threw the little princess Dong Wangshu here because I wanted to find something for her to do, so that she would not be idle and messing around all day long.
Song Yueliang raised her watch and the hands pointed to half past eleven.
"I have a meeting to hold in the afternoon, so I'll leave first." After saying that, she raised her feet and prepared to leave.
In order to make Dong Wangshu's phone call in the morning, she postponed the meeting until the afternoon. She still had a lot of official business to deal with when she returned to the company.
Dong Wangshu hugged her and said, "No, Yueyue, can you help me think of a way? Otherwise, I may not be able to return to the imperial court in my lifetime!"
"Stop making trouble and let go."
"Don't let go!"
While the two were fighting, Song Yueliang suddenly paused and looked straight at the bunk below.
There, a middle-aged man and an old man with snow-white hair just walked out of the shop and joined the crowd, looking obscure and lonely.
But what really caught her attention was the little baby sitting in the basket in the arms of the middle-aged man.
I don’t know what kind of blow it has gone through. The little baby is wilted, and even the two little ones on the top of its head look listless.