Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

It took more than a month to finally decorate the house. We hired a construction team recommended by Party Secretary Sun to repaint the entire house inside and out. The only major change was the bathroom, which was almost rebuilt.

The cement patch in the front yard was also refinished, and the fence surrounding the yard was replaced with new ones. The excess materials were used to pave a few paths for the vegetable garden in the backyard, so that in the future, there would be no need to step on the soil to grow and pick vegetables.

With the open door open and the air blowing for ten days and a half, you can move in without having to sleep in a tent or go to a hotel in town.

The total cost was over 80,000 yuan, the bulk of which was the renovation of the bathroom.

The price is really good!

Qianghua paid a visit to Party Secretary Sun half a month ago with a gift. Now, everyone in the village knew that the girl from the Zuo family, whose parents had both died, had returned to the village to renovate the house.

However, Zuo Xia had been separated for seven or eight years. When she was in school, she would rarely come back except during the winter and summer vacations. After graduation, she would only come back during the Chinese New Year. In addition, the Zuo family has been passed down from generation to generation, so they don’t have many relatives, and even if they do, they rarely come back. Come and go.

In addition, she didn't show anything worth winning over, and she lived far away, so few villagers came to chat with her.

After "the children of the Zuo family", "the daughter of the Zuo family whose parents were both dead" and "Zuo Xia" were mentioned by the villagers for a few days, no one mentioned them again.

Of course, this is also related to the many new things in the village.

As the income from the village's fruit trees is getting better and better, many people from the younger generation have come back, taking pictures with their mobile phones all day long, saying they are looking for markets for the village's fruits and vegetables.

There are many young people in the village, and they will always become the talking points of the older generation.

If you are at home, you will feel that you are not motivated; if you are not at home, you will feel that you have no conscience.

In short, let the older generation decide whether it is good or bad inside and outside.

But not every older generation in every family thinks there is anything bad about their children coming back, but other old men and women have said some bad things about their children. If you don’t say something about your own, you’re not in line. !

So while chatting, every young man who returned to the village was fucked by the old people.

So these young people began their own path of "revenge".

Of course, this revenge is not to criticize other people's old men and women, but to provide them with new gossip topics to divert their attention.

A casual search on the Internet shows that the explosion level is no less severe than the family ethics dramas that old men and women love to watch, and it is enough to entertain old men and women for ten days and a half.

Now, if an outsider walks around the village, his mouth will open like an "O".

So the fact that Zuo Xia is back is really nothing.

"Sister Xia Xia!" A child shouted from outside the fence.

Qianghua was planting flowers with a small shovel when she shouted without looking back, "Come in yourself!"

"Creak-" a sound.

Seven or eight children, about ten years old, pushed open the fence door and ran in.

Minato was chattering beside Qianghua.

"Sister Xia Xia, what are you doing?"

"Sister Xia Xia, where are we going to play today?"

"Sister Xia Xia, the fruits in the village are ripe, and the branch secretary is looking for someone to pick them. Will you go?"

"Go ahead, Sister Xia Xia, you can earn twenty yuan a day!"

"I earned twenty yuan yesterday, and the milk was confiscated from me. Come on, Sister Xia Xia, I'll treat you to some popsicles!"

"I have twenty yuan too! I'll also treat Sister Xia Xia to some popsicles!"

Qianghua said with a smile: "One day, one day. Today Xiaohu treats me to some popsicles, and tomorrow Xiaoyu treats me to some popsicles."

"it is good!"

The children responded with smiles.

The popsicles in the village are not expensive. They are mainly sold to the elderly and children in the village. The elderly are frugal and the children have no money. The most expensive ones do not exceed two yuan.

Every household has a refrigerator, and if adults want something good to eat when they get home, they will buy it from outside and put it away.

Qianghua put down the shovel in her hand, washed her hands with the water in the bucket nearby, and then asked them: "Where are you going to play today?"

The little guys couldn't figure it out for a moment. You looked at me, I looked at you, and couldn't make up your mind.

"Then go help in the orchard!" Qianghua agreed.

"Sure!"

The little guys were used to this kind of work, so they didn't refuse and all happily agreed.

"Okay, then you wait, I'll go change clothes." That's what she said, but Qianghua still went to the kitchen first, took out snacks from the space, divided one for each person, and then went back to the room to change clothes.

The little ones all smiled and narrowed their eyes. Sister Xia Xia’s snacks are so delicious!

After changing into clothes that were resistant to stains, Qianghua followed the little guys to the zero-hour fruit picking office.

The person in charge of recruitment is a middle-aged uncle, Jin Zhong, who is Xiaohu's uncle.

"Uncle." Xiaohu ran over and grabbed the square table for registration, "I want to sign up too! Sister Xia Xia wants too!"

Jin Zhong rolled his eyes at the boy angrily and wrote down Xiaohu's name in the notebook, "It's a hot day. If you stay out in the sun, you'll know how hard it is."

There is no shortage of money for children in the family, but it is also a happy thing for adults that children can make money on their own, because they think their children are sensible.

Then he wrote down the names of the other little guys who wanted to sign up, and then looked at the tender-skinned Qianghua.

Jin Zhong smiled and said, "Zuo Xia, do you want to sign up too? Adults calculate money based on the number of fruit baskets memorized. A basket weighs a hundred kilograms and costs twenty yuan a basket."

It's not that he looks down on Zuo Xia, it's just that Zuo Xia doesn't look like a young person who can do such hard work. If he were to tell her, she might as well be like the young people in the village, making videos and selling fruits to them.

Qianghua nodded, "Yes."

Seeing her insistence, Jin Zhong stopped trying to persuade her and quickly registered her name, then took out a bamboo basket from behind and handed it to her.

With the basket on Qianghua's back, Xiaohu waved his little hand, showing the loyalty of his elder brother, "Come on, Sister Xiaxia, I will take you to pick fruits!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward angrily to lead the way, and the other little guys trotted to follow.

Qianghua followed, her smile never falling.

The little guys are very polite and sensible, and they are not the kind of bratty kids with no sense of self-esteem, so they are very pleasant to get along with.

The group of people soon arrived outside the orchard. What they were going to harvest today were peaches.

The open space is already full of delivery trucks, and there are staff packing on site, so they can be weighed and transported directly.

There are also many people who put express delivery information on the boxes and let the waiting couriers take them away directly.

Everyone was quick and busy.

Qianghua: "..." She just wanted to experience the feeling of picking in an orchard...

Fortunately, the money is calculated according to the number of baskets, and you can just carry one or two baskets later for payment. Otherwise, if you work like this for a day, you will be ruined.

"Zuo Xia?"

Qianghua turned around and saw that a group of young people were calling her, holding mobile phones in their hands. She didn't know if they were taking pictures of herself.

He frowned secretly, and the expression on his face did show some confusion, "Who are you?"

After Zuo Xia's parents passed away, she has been living in school, and her relationship with the children in the village has become far away. Moreover, she is a latecomer. The youngest children in her generation are one or two years older than her, even if Zuo's parents are still When we were there, we couldn’t play together.