On the anniversary of the death of my wife and daughter, I am reborn

"Xinghang, thank you for bringing us such benefits! In the future, if there is something like this, we will definitely do it! All the soil in my house can be used to grow the vegetables you need to wholesale. !”

"Yes, except for the last time I sold peanuts, this is the first time I have received so much money, and it was still from selling vegetables. If it were before, how could vegetables from a piece of land be sold for so much money? "

"You have really brought great good news to our Zhaojiacun!"

The villagers were all praising Zhao Xinghang.

Zhao Yongan and Ye Zhengxiang were very pleased when they saw the current scene.

They seemed to be taking the right risk. An idea that no one was sure about at the time has now come true.

Zhaojiacun seems to have really overcome this challenge. It will definitely develop better and better in the future!

Maybe it will even become a model village!

They took away all the vegetables in the village, and later Zhao Xinghang sold them seeds.

This time more seeds are sold than before, and there are two new varieties.

When he came back this time, he also sprinkled the new varieties in the soil and started to raise seedlings.

Now his stuff has covered a large area in Zhaojiacun.

This will be his fruit and vegetable wholesale base from now on.

He can also sell them together with the things he gets from his space.

In this way, even if some people will doubt it, they can still see that these things really exist here.

After a busy day, Zhao Xinghang felt a little tired. When he got home, his family had already prepared dinner.

Yu Xiuying made soup.

There was a pot of soup stewed in a large pot, and a smaller pot.

When Zhao Xinghang went to the kitchen to help get things, he asked:

"Mom, why is there a small pot here?"

Yu Xiuying replied:

"There was too much stew and the big pot couldn't hold it anymore, so I put some in a small pot."

He nodded as if he suddenly understood:

"Ah~ So that's it!"

So I didn't pay too much attention to it.

Today is also their last night in the country. They will go back to the city tomorrow because they will start to resume work and school the day after tomorrow.

"Are you tired today? Eat more meat!"

As Xu Xinrou said this, she began to put meat on her husband.

"Fortunately, I'm not particularly tired!"

Zhao Xinghang said while eating the meat given by his wife.

"As busy as you are, you still have to take good care of your body. You still have a wife and children at home who need your care. You have to take good care of your body!"

Zhao Wanxiang said to his son.

They have always believed that the body is more important, and no wealthy person can be ranked first like the body.

Zhao Jingyu also worked hard to hold vegetables for his brother.

Listening to his family's words of concern for him and seeing how they cared about him, Zhao Xinghang also felt that the fatigue of the day seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He picked up the soup basin and prepared to pour some soup into his bowl.

Yu Xiuying stopped him immediately.

"Want some soup, right? Give me the bowl, and I'll go in and serve you some soup!"

"Mom, the soup here is enough for me!"

"Enough is enough. This soup isn't even hot anymore. I'll go in and get some hot soup out for you."

Zhao Xinghang quickly refused:

"How can I ask you to serve me soup? I should be the one to serve it to you, or I should do it myself! And then I'll also serve you some hot soup!"

Without saying a word, Yu Xiuying snatched the bowl from Zhao Xinghang's hand.

"You see you are so tired today, why don't I help you serve soup!"

Xu Xinrou seemed to know something, and then she didn't say anything or make any moves. If it had been before, she would have rushed to serve the soup first.

Yu Xiuying filled a bowl of soup, took it out, and gave it to Zhao Xinghang.

Zhao Xinghang blew the soup and then took a sip.

"Why does this soup smell so strong? I'm not talking about the strange smell, but the smell of this medicine is a bit strong?"

Yu Xiuying replied:

"This soup contains Angelica sinensis and so on. Naturally, it doesn't smell very good, but drinking it is definitely good for your health. Ling Wan and Jing Yu will also have to drink a bowl each!"

So Zhao Lingwan picked up the basin on the table and poured soup into her bowl.

Zhao Xinghang looked at his sister's move and then looked at his mother. Why didn't his mother stop her?

Forget it, my mother did that for her own good.

This partiality seems a bit blatant, I hope my younger siblings don't mind.

I was still laughing secretly in my heart.

Little did he know that Lingwan was laughing at him in her heart!

"Old woman, then you can serve me a bowl too!"

Zhao Wanxiang saw the old woman serving soup to his son just now, and he wanted to drink soup too, so he said to her.

"If you want to drink it, you can serve it yourself, or you can pour the soup from this basin!"

Zhao Xinghang looked at his mother.

Don't be too blatant in your favoritism. What if your father and younger siblings are jealous?

But he said no such thing.

Zhao Wanxiang was also used to such differential treatment, so he stood up and prepared to serve himself soup.

Yu Xiuying quickly stopped him:

"Forget it, let me go, I'll go, you sit here!"

He was afraid that the old man had made a mistake.

They were the only two people in the family who didn't know the situation.

Although Zhao Jingyu didn't know the specific situation, he knew that the soup in his brother's bowl was different from theirs.

Because when the soup was being stewed, his mother repeatedly emphasized that he could not drink the soup from the small pot, but could only drink from the big pot.

It was said that it was in a small pot and was stewed for my brother.

Zhao Lingwan is older and naturally knows more than her brother, so she also understands that the bowl of soup in her brother's bowl has some good things added to it.

But this good thing is not for them.

Zhao Wanxiang also felt a little baffled. The old woman's attitude was simply weird.

But she went to serve herself soup, and he just sat there and waited obediently for the old woman to serve the soup.

The other one, Zhao Xinghang, who didn't know anything about it, felt happy.

This feeling of being favored is inexplicably refreshing.

I just feel a little sorry for my younger brothers and sisters. Even though I am so old, I still think about competing for favor.

Xu Xinrou remained silent, but looked at Zhao Xinghang who was giggling like a fool.

Did he really not find it strange at all?

When my mother was making that pot of soup, she told her, and then said she couldn't tell him for fear of hurting his man's face and self-esteem.

So she knew what this pot of soup was for.

The mother-in-law said it was used to make up for his shortcomings.

Zhao Xinghang drank with gusto and felt a little proud for no reason.