Chapter 910 These people are thinking of your goodness (13,000 today)
Tongtong pointed at the little pug that had retreated into the kennel and said in a very arrogant tone: "Dad, it just scared my sister, I'll beat it."
"Tongtong did a great job, but this was raised by your grandma. It only barks but doesn't bite. You see, no one is taking care of it now. It's very pitiful. Let's not bully it." Xia Zekai coaxed.
He said to her.
When Tongtong heard what her father said, she looked at the little pug who was hiding in the kennel and didn't dare to come out. She said 'hmm' and threw the stone in her hand to the ground: "Dad, I am a good boy and I don't bully little children."
Dog!"
"Why do you have the nerve to say this?" Xia Zekai thought to himself.
To prevent Tongtong from pestering him further, he didn't say anything.
I was thinking to myself, this puppy is so pitiful, why did he meet such a little devil in the world.
Tongtong patted each other with her two little paws to shake off the dust left behind when grabbing the rocks. She pointed to the house and said, "Dad, let's go in."
The sister girl had already ran over. After Tongtong saw it, she also ran over there.
While running, he shouted: "Sister, wait for me."
The slightly dimly lit room was not stuffy, and it was even a little cool because of the front and rear ventilation.
Grandma Wang Yiping was sitting on the bed, and her mother Zhou Yinghong was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her grandma's hand and talking to her.
After Xia Zekai came in with Yatou and Tongtong, he saw the old man lying on the bed, and he felt longing for him. The next moment, he shouted loudly: "Grandma, I'm here to see you."
"Zekai, what did you say?" Wang Yiping became increasingly deaf.
The last time they met, she could still hear clearly when they were close and spoke loudly. This time, there was about half a meter between Xia Zekai and her grandma, but she could no longer hear clearly.
Xia Zekai didn't know what it was like. He took a look into the room. It was still the same as before. There were several old-fashioned wooden boxes placed against the north wall of the room. The boxes looked dusty and hung in the middle of the room.
There is a rattan basket, which is covered with a piece of blue checkered cloth to prevent dust from falling.
Grandpa Zhou Lin walked in tremblingly: "Girl, Tongtong, I left you round cakes, they are delicious, I will get them for you."
He stooped and raised his hands to pick up the basket.
Xia Zekai didn't dare to let his grandfather make any mistakes, so he hurried over to support him and took the basket over.
Grandpa Zhou Lin said: "Zekai, the snacks are inside. You can bring them out to eat."
Xia Zekai opened the covered square cloth and saw that it was wrapped in a square shape with oil paper, and a piece of red paper was placed on top. Wrapped inside was a large peach cake made with old craftsmanship. They called it a round cake here.
Crispy, they are all the same thing.
"Grandpa, please sit down and rest for a while. I'll help them both." Xia Zekai helped his grandfather sit down and untied the cotton thread outside the paper bag. The oil in the peach cake soaked into the oil paper bag. When Xia Zekai took it, it was still there.
Make your hands greasy.
"Girl, Tongtong, do you want to eat?" Xia Zekai took out two pieces and asked them both.
When some were eaten, the two little guys didn't care about anything else, they stretched out their hands to take them and stuffed them into their mouths.
While eating, he said: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"
“So sweet!”
Xia Zekai looked at the crumbs still on his hands. He put his fingers to his mouth and ate the crumbs like he did when he was a child.
Although the packaging is not very good, the taste is really good.
"Grandpa, you can eat a piece too." Xia Zekai took another piece and handed it to grandpa.
Unexpectedly, he waved his hands and said, "It's too sweet, I can't eat it."
"Why can't you eat it? Grandpa, are you feeling unwell?" Xia Zekai asked.
Remember there is nothing wrong with grandpa.
Grandpa Zhou Lin said: "It's too sweet. I'll make you dizzy after eating it. It's all reserved for you. Anyone can eat it."
Hearing what his grandfather said, Xia Zekai was stunned, and then asked him: "Grandpa, do you have high blood sugar?"
"I don't know, anyway, I don't eat sweets," the old man said.
Accompanying his grandpa and grandma who couldn't hear clearly, it was almost noon before he knew it. Xia Zekai went to the cabin next door and took a look. There were fish, tofu, potatoes and other ingredients in the refrigerator that were cooked and easy to chew.
, there are no others.
He defrosted the fish and stewed it, and stewed a potato with the meat. He didn't take it out of the pot until the potato crumbled when touched with a spoon.
While eating, he didn't see his second uncle coming. Xia Zekai even asked his grandfather: "Grandpa, where is my second uncle?"
"He has planted a greenhouse and raised mushrooms. He is busy there during the day and only comes here at night." Grandpa said.
Xia Zekai turned his head and looked at his mother subconsciously. This is not good!
At the age that grandma and grandpa are now, if they fall or bump into each other, my second uncle won't know about it, so it won't be a troublesome time.
Zhou Yinghong also thought of this. She looked a little sad, but her second brother also needed a life and had done nothing wrong.
She wanted to take the old couple home and take care of them, but she is also with her son now...
"Grandpa, grandma, why don't you follow me to Qicheng? The place over there is big and you can live there." Xia Zekai took the initiative to mention.
Zhou Yinghong smiled brightly when her son said this, but her grandfather Zhou Lin waved her hand and refused: "What are you going to do? I won't go."
Gu Zheng
"Dad, why don't you go, I'm fine now anyway, I'll take care of you and my mother," she said.
But no matter what Xia Zekai said, grandpa just didn't agree.
Xia Zekai couldn't persuade him, so he thought about telling his mother and asking her to persuade him later.
"Grandpa, grandma, you guys eat more." Xia Zekai picked out all the bones in the fish and put the meat into the small bowl in front of them.
Unexpectedly, grandpa gave it to Yatou and Tongtong again: "You guys eat too, eat more."
"Thank you, grandpa." The girl said thank you obediently.
Tongtong also said something.
It wasn't until about four o'clock in the afternoon that Xia Zekai walked back.
Before leaving, my mother was still reluctant to leave, and my second uncle didn't come back either.
Zhou Yinghong didn't know what she was thinking about in the car, and she was silent all the way.
"Mom, please take the time to persuade my grandpa to live with us."
"Second uncle is very busy over there, and he can't take care of it. We don't have much to do. Let grandpa and the others come with us. There are so many people and it's so lively."
Zhou Yinghong was a little worried: "Can Xiyun agree?"
Xia Zekai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his mother to consider this. He said, "Why don't you agree? If you think it's too hard to live in, you can take my grandpa and grandma to live in the villa to the south. Our family has no shortage of houses."
"By the way, the medical conditions in Qicheng are better than at home." Xia Zekai said.
This is true, Zhou Yinghong was right.
Returning to Xiazhuang, Xia Zekai was a little surprised that there were quite a few people in his family.
Even his old classmate, Lian Jian, the newly appointed village party secretary in Xiazhuang, came over.
He had a look of helplessness on his face, and after all the talk he still wanted to ask about growing dried fruits.
Just as he had thought before, when you see the benefits, you don't need to rush him, others will follow suit voluntarily.
Seeing Xia Zekai come in, Lian Jian said hello to him embarrassedly.
"Hey, Secretary Lian is here too, sit down quickly." Xia Zekai said teasingly.
Lian Jian was a little embarrassed by what he said. He knew that his old classmate Xia Zekai often dealt with a group of big leaders, and the secretary and other things were just a joke.
"Lao Xia, why don't you leave tonight? Let's have some drinks." Lian Jian asked him.
Xia Zekai pointed at the two girls, then pointed in the direction of Qi Cheng, and said, "I'll be going back in a while. I have another one at home to take care of."
"I heard that your wife is pregnant again. She already has two children. As long as you dare to give birth, one is enough for me." Lian Jian said.
His salary of just a few thousand yuan is really unaffordable.
Fortunately, his wife works as a teacher in a middle school in the town and can earn more than 2,000 yuan a month. The two of them make 4,000 yuan in total. Even though they are basically self-sufficient in food and drink in the countryside, they can still save a lot of money.
But even so, he also made up his mind to take the lead in planting dried fruits. Not only did he want to earn some money to spend, it was not a problem to always rely on his family to support him.
As for being the village party secretary, Lian Jian has mixed feelings in his heart, so he might as well not talk about it.
He is not like Xia Weiliang before, who dared to do anything and put any money into his pocket. Lian Jian didn't have that thought.
At least he is still focused on making the people of Xiazhuang rich and has not developed those greedy thoughts.
Xia Zekai smiled: "I think you will have a second child sooner or later, so you might as well have one earlier while you are still young."
"As for the money issue, Lao Lian, I'll give you a thorough explanation. As long as your dried fruits are of decent quality and bear fruit next year, you won't be short of money in the future." Xia Zekai said.
Lian Jian laughed from ear to ear after hearing this, but he still said conservatively: "It's not as exaggerated as you said."
"Look, you still don't believe me when I say this. The second phase of my business has been opened. Last month, it cost me nearly 200 million just to purchase dried fruit raw materials. This is not enough. You can tell me that this is enough for me to digest.
Yes?" Xia Zekai said.
This number made Lian Jian feel suffocated.
This was the raw material of dried fruits that he had purchased. He took a deep breath, pointed at the folks at Xia Zekai's house, and said, "These are the ones who want to grow dried fruits."
"Then just plant it. The more the merrier, it saves me arranging a car to come back for a ride. Even one car is not enough and I can't earn gas money."
"Thank you, Lao Xia." Lian Jian excitedly put his arms around his shoulders and said, "We, the people in Xiazhuang, will always think of you."
"But pull it down, I don't want to win people's hearts, cavalry breakfast (on purpose), let's not make it so complicated, just business matters." Xia Zekai raised his hand and hit Lian Jian, and the two of them burst out laughing.
Xia Zekai gave Lian Jian an idea: "Old Lian, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Stop fighting alone and set up a cooperative. When the dried fruits are ripe, you first gather the ripe dried fruits together, and I will directly
Forget it and connect with the cooperative. When the time comes to save money, you have to buy it one by one, which will delay things, don’t you think?"
"Sure, just say yes. I'll ask you what the procedures are when I get back." Lian Jian happily agreed.
