Even now when she thinks about it, she is quite grateful to him, which is enough to prove how good he is.
Yu Zhou's thin lips parted slightly, and he was about to ask again.
Huo Fengyan walked out of the house and went to the bathroom. When he came out, he saw two people sitting under the tree.
He also sat over and sat to the right of Zhi Zhi.
"What are you talking about?"
Yu Zhou said warmly: "Nothing to talk about."
Huo Fengyan looked at Qingzhi, with clear jealousy in his eyes.
Xu Qingzhi thought for a while, and indeed... "We didn't talk about anything."
Huo Fengyan stopped asking about what they had talked about before. He put his hand naturally on Qingzhi's hand and asked her, "Why don't you go make dumplings then?"
"I'm not going, let's sit here for a while. There are many people making dumplings, and I guess I won't be able to finish all the dumplings." Xu Qingzhi told the truth, saying how fast Aunt Zhou and Aunt Ma could make dumplings.
Bang bang, both of them made enough dumplings for five or six people. The speed at which she made the dumplings was just for fun.
Yu Zhou lowered his eyes and looked at the hands of the two people folded together, and his eyes darkened.
Wang Yanmei had already cooked the first pot of dumplings inside. Zhou An came out and waved to the three of them: "The dumplings are cooked, come in and eat the dumplings."
Yu Zhou got up first and walked towards the house.
Under the persimmon tree, Xu Qingzhi and Huo Fengyan were left.
She glanced at him, took her hand away from his palm, and asked, "On purpose?"
"Well, I always feel that his eyes have evil intentions." Huo Fengyan narrowed his eyes slightly, not hiding his intentions.
Xu Qingzhi explained helplessly: "It doesn't matter, he has always been like this, gentle and kind to everyone."
Huo Fengyan didn't believe it, so he posted a message to Qingzhi: "I don't want to see you sitting alone with him."
Falling in love can sometimes make an adult become as childish as a primary school student.
"I came here on my own initiative." Xu Qingzhi explained, just like in the past years, when she was alone, Yu Zhou would take care of her emotions. Taking care of the emotions of her old classmates and guests is what she, the host, should do.
Made.
But the word ‘love’ is really unreasonable.
The more you love someone, the more you will be afraid of losing them again after losing them once.
Huo Fengyan finally managed to get Zhizhi to accept him, but he was afraid that he would be snatched away by others again.
He reached out and held his hand, looked at her, his eyes slightly lowered, and called her: "Zhi Zhi."
In Xu Qingzhi's eyes, Dahuang, who was raised by grandpa, sat on the ground and waggled his tail at her for a while, but when she didn't touch Dahuang's head, Dahuang had the pitiful expression on his face.
Same.
She responded to him: "I'm here."
Zhou An hurriedly shouted in the room: "Qingzhi, come and eat dumplings quickly, the first pot of dumplings will be taken away, I left a few for you."
"Here we come." Xu Qingzhi responded and scratched his palm, "Let's go in and eat dumplings."
Huo Fengyan's face was visibly coaxed into happiness.
There were not enough dumplings to cook in one pot, so Xu Qingzhi and Huo Fengyan came last and only got two, the ones stuffed with red meat in the snow.
When you bite into it, the juice will overflow. The meat filling is very tender. Coupled with the unique texture of Xuelihong, the dumplings taste amazing.
"It's delicious. This is the first time I've eaten this dumpling." Aunt Zhou held the bowl, held the dumplings with chopsticks and tasted one after another.
Tian Lida said: "I feel like this stuffing would be delicious even when made into steamed buns."
"Yes, this stuffing is so fragrant. I feel that Xuelihong tastes very special, different from other vegetables." Bian Chang responded, and then asked: "Where is Mr. Zhou? He hasn't come back yet.
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Zhou An then remembered her father, "Oh, I also called him to tell him that the dumplings were cooked, haha~ I'll call now."
Zhou Zheng happened to be rushing back. After receiving a call from his daughter, he entered the house within a few minutes. The house was filled with the smell of dumplings. He happened to be hungry, so he opened his mouth and asked, where are the dumplings?
Zhou An waved his hand: "Dad, just wait, the second pot of dumplings has been snatched up, you have to wait for the third pot."
Zhou Ran burst out laughing: "Hahaha..."
Tian Li shook his head and praised: "The dumplings are so delicious, I can't help it."
Just like this, while cooking, everyone will share a pot and eat it.
Then continue to make dumplings on the other side and cook until the fourth pot. Only half of the people get a bowl of dumplings, and the other half of the people in the fifth pot get a bowl.
Everyone was so full just eating dumplings.
"It's so delicious. These dumplings are simply the best dumplings I have ever eaten in my life." Tian Li touched his almost full belly.
"It's no wonder that everyone is grabbing the vegetables from the farm. The red dumplings made in the snow are so delicious. When I return to Kyoto and the farm turns red in the snow, I will buy some too," Tian Li said.
Bian Chang smiled and said: "Are you sure you can get it?"
Tian Li said uncertainly: "It doesn't seem like he can do it, hahaha. Anyway, I'll give it a try when the time comes. The important thing is to participate, just in case."
After everyone finished eating the dumplings, there were still a lot of uncooked dumplings.
Aunt Zhou asked: "Can you take some of these dumplings away? They are very delicious. I want my family to have a taste."
"Of course." Wang Yanmei nodded and asked Qingzhi to pack it up.
Xu Qingzhi sprinkled more flour on those dumplings, packed them in the original egg boxes, and asked Aunt Zhou, Lian Nan and Aunt Ma to take them back to eat.
Before leaving, Wang Yanmei took out three red envelopes from her pocket and handed them to the three of them.
"This is?" Aunt Zhou was surprised.
Xu Qingzhi said from the side: "This is an additional bonus in addition to salary. We have worked hard these days."
During this period, the rice was sold, and another seven-digit amount was recorded. Excluding the transportation and packaging costs and the daily maintenance costs of the farm, she already had a decent eight-digit amount in cash.
The farm has made money, so naturally it cannot treat its employees badly.
"Take it, we don't sell vegetables today during the Winter Solstice, so we have a day off." Wang Yanmei said.
Aunt Ma held the red envelope and could feel the thickness and weight inside. There was a lot of bonus in the red envelope, and her eyes immediately turned red. If she worked outside, there would be such a good thing.
They also made and ate dumplings with the boss, and from time to time, they would be asked to bring some vegetables from the fields home to eat.
There were some gossips in the village she was in earlier, saying that the Xu family's farm made so much money, but the wages were still so low.
She didn't want to talk to that person, it was his ability to make money.
I want to find a fixed salary of several thousand yuan a month in the village, right next to my door, and I can get a few days off a month. The salary is never in arrears. Where can I find it?
Without Fuwang Farm, there would be no such good things.
Aunt Ma knew very well that that person was just inciting her in her ears, hoping that she would leave so that he could have a chance to apply for a job at the farm.
Not long after the three people left, Wang Yanmei sent a message to the WeChat group "Fu Wang Farm" on her mobile phone.
"From next month, everyone's salary will increase to 5,000. Qingzhi asked me to say something in the group."
Aunt Zhou: "Thank you, boss.jpg"
Aunt Ma: "This is all a good thing today."
Xia Liannan: "Thank you, boss.jpg"
Several people didn't even want to take a holiday, and wanted to rush back to the farm to pick three hundred kilograms of vegetables to vent their inner ecstasy after the salary increase.
The work on the farm is quite complex and complex, not only selling vegetables, but also picking and packaging vegetables, feeding pigs, chickens and ducks, feeding, cleaning pig pens, etc., which are all done by three people. Wang Yanmei is responsible for it from time to time.
With a little coordination, we can say that they will do whatever work is available on the farm.
Rongrong, who came to get dumplings for her grandpa, also got a red envelope. When she took it, her hands covered with burn scars shook and she said: "Thank you."
If she didn't have this job of delivering food, she didn't know what else she would be useful for except taking care of her children.