Xiao Jiang just walked around the house and didn't see any sign of his father. This is unusual. You must know that his father rarely runs around in the pig farm because he is afraid that he will come back with germs and infect the pig farm.
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"Didn't you provide the vaccine? After your company's special vaccine was injected, the pigs were no longer infected, and your father was running around talking nonsense with a group of old brothers early every morning;
By the way, after Sangui's accident last time, his wife went to Lingling's company, and his father also worked as a security guard, which finally stabilized the family. However, Sangui will have to sit for ten years. This is the end of greed. You
But please remember this, don’t change money that you shouldn’t change, do you understand?”
Xiao Jiang curled his lips, it was rare for him to make money. To him, these things were just numbers. If it weren't for promoting domestic development, he wouldn't even open a company. What does money mean to him? He's looking for money that he shouldn't be looking for.
How could he have such thoughts?
Tia held her mother's arm and smiled:
"Auntie, Brother Jiang is not short of money. Jinglei's daily income is hundreds of millions or billions. How can he think about finding other money?"
Mom patted Tia’s little hand and said with a smile:
"Girl, remember to keep an eye on this kid. We have this little kid in our family. Fortunately, his father hasn't spoiled him since he was a child, otherwise this kid wouldn't be a talent."
Xiao Jiang's forehead turned black. If his mother continued to talk about it, all the embarrassing things he did when he was a child would be exposed. He pulled Tia and said:
"Mom, I'm going to take Tia for a walk in the village and see where dad is having fun."
Mom laughed, waved and said:
"Go ahead, he's probably watching the fishing by the river. The automated feeding system of the pig farm is making your dad lazy."
Xiao Jiang laughed proudly. The automated system in his pig farm is very simple. It can be perfectly built with technology even ten years ago. It can automatically feed, clean and even divide the pens automatically. As long as the feed and water are sufficient, all you need to do is to set up the system at home.
Just look at the monitoring.
Xiao Jiang knew that his father didn't want to be idle, but he also didn't want his father to be tired. He would just raise pigs and automate them. The most his father could do was purchase feed and inspect the pig farm. His work was more than ten times less than before.
If you have nothing to do, you will definitely run around.
Walking hand in hand with Tia on the village road, the seventh uncle and eight aunts greeted her along the way and introduced Tia by the way. Xiao Jiang didn't say that she was his girlfriend, so why should he make it clear that he was holding hands?
When they reached the trail to the river, Tia chuckled and said:
"Brother Jiang, are you asking me to silence others?"
Xiao Jiang said:
"That's right, with such a beautiful girl like you, those who like to say that I'm twenty-six or seventeen and haven't found a girlfriend should shut up. But I have to stay in the village and get married before I can stop them.
Don't talk nonsense, you are actually very suitable to hold a wedding with me, do you want to worship me and enter the bridal chamber?"
Tia was delighted at first and then shook her head and said:
"No, this is not good. Although we sisters will not think this matter is anything special, once I become your wife on the surface, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
I think you should find a realistic woman who can accept us as your wife, otherwise we will definitely be suspected if we have no family or relatives."
Xiao Jiang scratched his head, getting married is also a troublesome thing. According to the rules in this hometown, when you get married, your mother's family will come to see you off. There are so many brothers and sisters. If you marry Tia, where will your mother's family come from?
Depressed, I walked to the river and happened to see my father sitting on the river bank chatting with a few old men. After Xiao Jiang said hello, my father smiled and said:
"It's still early for lunch, why are you coming to see me? This is Tia, Xiaojiang, he has really good eyesight. Let's go back. Dad will kill a duck and braise it for you."
Dia obediently called her uncle, and her father was even more happy. Several old men by the river also joined in the fun and teased Xiao Jiang. Xiao Jiang, whose expression remained unchanged even in front of a million-strong army, was a little unable to resist and quickly pulled the old man.
Dad is leaving.
After having lunch at home, Xiao Jiang hurried away and returned to the small building. Tia, who was laughing all the way, lay in Xiao Jiang's arms and said:
"Brother Jiang, I finally understand why you want to build a small building here and don't dare to go home often. The pressure of going home is better than the trouble you said to set a small goal of earning tens of thousands of yuan a year."
Xiao Jiang said helplessly:
"What can I do? A village is full of relatives and old people, and most of the people left behind are old people. Although most young people have come back to work, it is still the world of the old people during the day. When they go back, it is all kinds of education and re-education.
You can’t refute too much, alas…there’s nothing you can do about it by hiding here.”
Tia said:
"But to be honest, Brother Jiang, you must find a suitable wife as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be disturbed by these things. We don't care about your status, but you can't care less about the feelings of your family."
Xiao Jiang put his hand in Diya's arms and shook his head:
"Others are looking for a wife just to find a wife. I am much more complicated. I cannot abandon you, and no one can make me abandon you. In reality, who can be devoted to me and not care about other women I have?"
"
Tia asked:
"Zhang Lingling, Li Youyou, don't they care about you very much?"
Xiao Jiang smiled and said:
"Where are their families? The Zhang family is a big family, and the Li family is also a large one. If they knew that my family was just one of my women, they wouldn't have made a big fuss."
"Dudu..."
As he was talking, there was a horn sound outside the door, Xiao Jiang flicked his finger to display the surveillance screen outside, Li Youyou just stopped and got out of the car, Tia chuckled and said:
"Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here. It seems that she has a close relationship with you."
Before he finished speaking, a motorcycle also drove over. The person on the car took off his helmet to reveal Zhang Lingling's increasingly handsome face.
Tia chuckled:
"Look, the second one."
Before the words could stop, a car drove over again, and the one who got out of the car was Zhang Xin, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time. Tia couldn’t help but hugged Xiao Jiang and said:
"There is also a second sister here. Brother Jiang, are you having a peach blossom?"
Xiao Jiang scratched his head and went to open the door. He saw the three women looking at him with various smiles. Then they all took out a box from behind and handed it to Xiao Jiang and said:
"Happy birthday!"
Xiao Jiang was stunned for a moment and said:
"Uh...my birthday?"
Li Youyou smiled and said:
"Yeah, don't forget, right?"
Xiaohong immediately reminded:
"Master, you usually celebrate your birthday on the lunar calendar, but you forgot that today is your birthday on your ID card."
Xiao Jiang patted his forehead and said:
"Well, I'm used to the lunar calendar, so I forgot about it, haha... Thank you two old classmates and my second sister, you actually remembered my birthday, come in and sit down."
After entering the house, of course Tia had to bring tea and water and put out the fruit plate. Li Youyou and others knew very well that Xiao Jiang had a beautiful girl here and didn’t ask any questions. They didn’t make any nonsense and just talked to Xiao Jiang like normal friends.
While chatting, Tia could tell from Xiao Jiang's side that the three women had serious thoughts.
