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Chapter 477 I grow vegetables in my hometown

In my memory, my grandpa died because of the moss in the yard. He fell down and never got up again.

According to the timeline, it was a few years ago.

But after she came back, everything changed, and there was no guarantee that this matter would not happen in advance.

She breathed slightly and asked urgently: "How is grandpa doing now?"

"I'm going to send him to the hospital. Your second uncle said his bones were broken. He's still awake, but your grandpa is going to suffer a lot this time."

Xu Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the person was still awake. It was different from the previous life.

She originally thought that if something happened, she would go back directly through Fu Dao, and she wouldn't be able to care so much.

But in this situation, if she rashly returned from Fu Dao, she would have to waste time explaining.

Although she knew her grandpa was fine for the time being, she still felt uneasy and said, "I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingzhi told Huo Fengyan the situation.

"Feng Yan, I'm going back."

Even if the phone's amplification was not turned on, Huo Fengyan's hearing was excellent and he could hear everything clearly.

"Well, I'll give it to you."

Xu Qingzhi originally wanted to book a flight, but due to heavy fog, the last few flights were canceled at short notice, so he could only take the high-speed rail.

She didn't want to eat dinner, since there was a lot of food in the aura space anyway, and besides, she wouldn't feel too hungry even if she didn't eat.

I was leaving in a hurry, so I prepared a black schoolbag with my belongings.

After boarding the high-speed rail, she sent a message on WeChat to ask about her mother's situation.

Qingzhi: "Grandpa, how are you now?"

"When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said he wanted to take a X-ray. We are waiting for the results."

Attached is a photo of grandpa.

Xu Qingzhi looked at the photo. He saw a skinny old man with a confused look. There was blood on the left side of his face. The black cotton-padded jacket on his body was opened, revealing a red woolen vest and a gray old man's shirt. There was still some dry condensation on the old man's shirt.

of blood.

Just by looking at the photos, you can tell how heavy the fall was.

Xu Qing's heart tightened for no reason, and she only told her mother: "Grandpa, you need to pull up your clothes. It's cold now. Don't catch a cold."

The hospital is not a very warm place to begin with.

"The doctor just pulled it open when he was doing an examination, and now he's closing it."

Qingzhi: "I'm back, on the high-speed rail."

"Don't come back this late at night."

Xu Qingzhi was already on the high-speed rail, but that was how she was sometimes when chatting with her parents. They liked to chat in a hurry. It was as if she could still get off the high-speed rail even if she said not to come back.

"Come back and tell me later."

After Xu Qingzhi sent the message, he put his phone in his pocket, frowned, closed his eyes and rested.

After sleeping for an hour, she woke up belatedly and felt her mouth was a little itchy.

Using a black schoolbag as a cover, he took out an apple from the aura space and ate it.

She planted a lot of fruit trees in the spiritual energy space, and most of them grew naturally. For the few that she was greedy for, she used the high spiritual energy formation to catalyze one or two fruit trees, so she could eat any fruit she wanted from the spiritual energy.

Take it out from the space.

She was sitting in Seat A in row 6. There was no one in Seat B and Seat C next to them. I don’t know when an old man and a little girl came.

The little girl tied two whips with colorful rubber bands, one in length.

He shouted in Mandarin: "Grandpa, I'm hungry."

Meal news is being played on the high-speed train.

The old grandfather was wearing a washed-out but extremely clean cotton suit. His hands were thickly calloused and his back was slightly hunched. When a high-speed rail worker passed by, he stopped them and asked for a meal and asked: "

How much does this meal cost?”

The staff handed over a box of lunch: "60."

Xu Qingzhi glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. The food was mediocre, and he smacked his tongue slightly. It was not cheap.

The old man took out a crumpled plastic bag from his inner pocket. When he unfolded the plastic bag, there was a squeaking sound. He took out a neat stack of money and drew out a fifty-dollar bill and a ten-dollar bill.

The banknotes were handed over.

Then he opened the lunch box, broke off the disposable chopsticks, and handed them to the little girl.

Touched her head.

"Eat, Niuniu."

I only bought a box lunch for 60 yuan.

Xu Qingzhi's gaze fell on the old man, and he was slightly startled, unable to move away for a long time.

The surrounding scene seemed to have weakened, and the vicissitudes of life suddenly transformed into Grandpa's face.

Memories that were dusty in the past suddenly came back to my mind.

"Grandpa, I want to eat candied haws on a stick! I want to eat candied haws on a stick!"

At that time, Grandpa's back was still very straight. Xiao Qingzhi's little hands were not used to holding Grandpa's hand because it was too tiring to hold up his hands. Instead, he preferred to grab Grandpa's navy blue trousers.

The old man asked: "Where is the candied haws-lub seller?"

Xiao Qingzhi pointed excitedly at the man selling candied haws, "Grandpa, over there, I'm so short, I can see it."

The old man smiled, touched her head, led her over and asked, "How much does this candied haws of water cost?"

"One piece and one bunch." The vendor held a bamboo pole filled with candied haws in one hand and made a "1" sign with his index finger on the other hand.

The old man folded the waistband of his trousers and took out a plastic bag from the money bag sewn into the waistband of his trousers. While taking the money, he said: "In the first half of the year, it was still selling for 50 cents, so why not just one dollar?"

Merchant: "Hey, the prices of everything are rising now, so fast."

A dollar was handed over, and a bunch of crystal red candied haws landed in Xiao Qingzhi's hand.

She took a bite and remembered that the candy on the outside was a little hard, but she could bite it with just a little force of her teeth. The hawthorn inside was very soft, a little sour, but delicious.

The row next to the vendor was full of vegetable sellers. At that time, a bunch of strong green onions tied with straw would only sell for two cents.

"Little girl, why are you so angry?"

After the memories faded away, Xu Qingzhi looked at the grandfather who was staring at her with an incomprehensible expression, looking at her strangely.

Xu Qingzhi explained calmly: "I saw that you looked familiar, so I thought I knew you. I looked at you a few more times. I'm sorry."

The old man thought he had met a fellow villager and introduced himself: "I am from Jiangbei. This time I took my granddaughter to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year with my children. Now that school is about to start, I will take my children back to my hometown. Where are you from?"

Xu Qingzhi: "I am from Meicheng."

"It's still a bit far away. Speaking of Meicheng, I heard that there is a very famous farm there. It sells vegetables online for two hundred yuan per catty. People say the food is good and eating it is good for the body.

, can lower three heights.”

Due to environmental problems, young people are always taught not to pay attention to strangers when they go out, so they always naturally have a barrier to strangers.

But the old man doesn't seem to be able to do that. He is talkative and knows himself well. He can chat with anyone he meets.

Xu Qingzhi said calmly: "Well, there is such a farm,"

Grandpa: "I don't know if it's really so magical. What do you think?"

Xu Qingzhi: "Maybe."

Grandpa: "One pound of vegetables is two hundred yuan, ten pounds is two thousand, one hundred pounds is twenty thousand, one thousand pounds is two hundred thousand! This farm owner has made a lot of money just by growing vegetables.

Tsk tsk, I have been growing rice for several years and I can’t make so much money. I heard that the boss also raised chickens and ducks. One thousand yuan apiece is not cheap, but I heard they are delicious, better than the local chickens in the countryside.

We eat and sell fish. Oh, by the way, little girl, what do you do?"

Xu Qingzhi: "I grow vegetables, raise chickens and ducks, and sell fish in my hometown."


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