A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

[Ran Ning is lucky to have some ideas. 】

[Shh, keep your voice down, I'm afraid Xiao Wang will hear it. After all, Ranzi's IQ is worrying, and Ningzi also has a bad temper. The two of them fought passionately with Xiao Wang for an hour, and finally pretended to leave. They raised the price, and the price went up. Two cents. 】

[Do you think there is a possibility... Ranzi and Sheng Ning are not pretending to leave, but really want to help Cheng Jianwei harvest straw. 】

[Both of them may not understand why Xiao Wang suddenly gave them a dime. 】

[This kind of thing is outrageous when it comes to others, but it is especially reasonable when it comes to Fu Ran. 】

Fu Ran and Sheng Ning were very satisfied when they heard Xiao Wang say that the price had increased by a dime.

"Why do you think he suddenly agreed to give us a ten cent raise?" Fu Ran asked.

Sheng Ning rolled her eyes: "Look, you look good."

Fu Ran raised his eyebrows proudly: "I think that's the reason too."

Sheng Ning: "..."

Xiao Wang stood there, feeling regretful that he had misunderstood. What was going on? He seemed to have overestimated the other person's IQ.

Today, the purchaser is only here for preliminary inspection and negotiation. After the price is determined, they will also bring a contract. After all, twenty acres per group is not a small amount.

After Cheng Jianwei drove the harvester for a while, Village Chief Liu came and said he wanted to add some oil to the harvester.

So she started hugging the straw with others.

It is autumn now, and the leaves on the tops of these corn stalks are dark green, and the stalks have turned into grass yellow. Although the corn has been broken off, the weight is still not light.

Cheng Jianwei and Fu Chen bundled the straw together and moved the bundles to the tractor. After filling the entire truck body, Cheng Jianwei drove and Fu Chen sat in the tractor to deliver to the villagers.

There is no gas supply in Luoxia Village. Most of the people in the village use gas tanks for cooking. After the gas tanks are used up, they have to rush to the town to "refill" them.

Some old people who don’t have cars at home and young people are away can’t bring gas tanks to town, so their homes still use old-fashioned earthen stoves, which just need these straws to make fires.

The tractor stopped in front of a house. The door was open. Fu Chen and Cheng Jianwei each carried a bundle of straw in.

As soon as Fu Chen entered the door, the old woman who was sunbathing in the courtyard suddenly stood up.

Fu Chen quickly said: "Grandma, we are not bad people, I am..."

The old grandma stared at Fu Chen's face carefully and shouted angrily: "Granddaughter, get grandma's reading glasses quickly, grandma seems to have seen... the male god!"

Barrage: [Grandma is quite fashionable. 】

[This is not an old lady, this is obviously me fifty years later. 】

[If I were a grandma, I would also like the model of the Best Actor. It is calm, gentle, talented, rich, and good for health. It has no shortcomings except that it is a little weak. 】

[You don’t need to say the last sentence. 】

The old lady put on her spectacles and remembered what the village had said before about a TV station that was going to record the program. She suddenly realized: "Xiao Shen, are you really Xiao Shen? The young man is so handsome. He looks exactly like the one on TV."

Fu Chen smiled slightly and said, "It's me, grandma. My sister and I brought you some corn stalks. What are you doing?"

"I have old bones, so I can bask in the sun, supplement my calcium, and peel some peanuts by the way."

The old lady smiled from ear to ear and gave Fu Chen a bowl of peanuts she had peeled: "Little Chen, do you want to eat it? These peanuts are so delicious."

"Thank you, grandma." Fu Chen took the peanuts, ate one, and talked to the old grandma.

The little girl who had just taken off her reading glasses and was only as tall as his knees looked up at him and asked, "Are you really Fu Chen?"

Fu Chen nodded: "I'm Fu Chen, we're recording the show at the east end of the village."

The little girl stumbled up to him and hugged his thigh: "Oh my god, Uncle Fu Chen! He's alive! This is the first time I've seen a living Fu Chen!"

"Call me brother." Fu Chen stumbled, maintaining a smile.

He started out as a child actor and started to win awards as an adult. In the past ten years, he has filmed all types of films, from high-brow literary films to rural dramas suitable for all ages, so he is highly recognized by the people, even in the remote Luoxia. The village will also be recognized by others.

The little girl took out a piece of candy from her pocket: "Uncle Fu Chen, I'll give you this milk candy. Grandma won't let me eat more. She said if I eat it, my teeth will get worms..."

Fu Chen took the milk candy and said: "Grandma, little friend, this is my brother's sister Cheng Jianwei. We are harvesting corn at the east end of the village. These straws are brought to you."

The little girl looked at Cheng Jianwei and opened her eyes wide again.

Uncle Fu Chen's sister looks like a fairy.

She called sweetly: "Hello, sister Xiaowei~"

Cheng Jianwei picked up Fu Chen's bundle of straw and said calmly: "Help grandma peel the peanuts."

Fu Chen nodded obediently: "Okay."

"Grandma, where do you put these straws?" she asked again.

Immediately, Cheng Jianwei easily placed the straws in the small corner shed designated by the old lady.

When she turned around, her eldest brother was sitting on a pony, peeling peanuts and chatting with a 70-year-old grandmother. The two of them could chat together and laugh heartily from time to time.

There was a pile of messy red bricks in the old woman's yard, which must have been used to lay the walls. Cheng Jianwei felt that he was infected by Zhou Ciyan, so he took advantage of the situation and moved the bricks, trying to arrange the red bricks.

After a while, I heard that Fu Chen was coming, and two or three old ladies hurried over with their little granddaughters.

Hearing that Cheng Jianwei was Fu Chen's sister, several old ladies immediately surrounded her.

"Oh my god, this little girl is so capable. She can lift eight bricks in one breath. She is stronger than I was when I was young."

"She's also pretty, better looking than Xiao Shen..."

"Whoever marries her will be really happy - uh... I said it wrong, I said it wrong, I'm an old fool."

"Little girl, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Sister, you are so beautiful, and you smell so good."

"Not yet," Cheng Jianwei answered the old lady's words and hurriedly took out two packs of spicy strips from his pocket, "Do you want to eat them?"

As for a husband, he is not considered a boyfriend.