This summer, the weather was good and the Fengli rented fields were ready for another bumper harvest. Except for Hongpo Village, the income was several million.

Fenghua worked with his sister, and he earned hundreds of thousands of yuan from the hundreds of acres of vegetables and fruit trees in Hongpo Village. He was so excited that he could not express his joy. You can't earn back these three or four hundred thousand yuan even if you work hard outside for a year. He didn't expect that Fengli made him earn the money of ten years of work in just one quarter. He felt that he was about to have a heart attack. Oh my God, he made millions in this year. How could it not be surprising?

At night, Fenghua took a calculator and kept calculating under the light of the corridor. Mom and Dad came over and said, "What's wrong, Fenghua? You calculated again and again. Is there anything wrong with this account?"

Fenghua stopped typing, "It's not Mom and Dad, I just can't believe it! We can collect so much in just one quarter!"

Fengli came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes. He smiled and said, "Don't be happy yet, this still depends on God. So now we have to hurry up to improve the water conservancy! In case of drought and flooding, the water diversion and drainage of the fields will be fast! If we encounter a big drought, we will have no harvest. It is difficult for plants to grow without water."

"A small piece of land has a well and a pond. If the well and pond dry up, we will be doomed to have no harvest! So we have to take advantage of the good weather! We have to be more active. If we do this, the risk is small, but if we do it, the risk is also great. What we are mainly fighting for now is the right time, the right place, and the right people!"

Fenghua nodded: "I'm ashamed. I only felt the joy of making money, but didn't consider the risks involved! My sister is smart and far-sighted! Then let's take advantage of the right time, place and people and do a good job!" Fenghua was full of energy at this time.

Feng Li nodded, "Okay, then you stay with mom and dad and talk more! I'm going to take a shower." Just as he left, he turned back and said, "By the way, brother. You understand the principle of not showing money to others!"

Fenghua raised her head and looked at her sister: "What you mean is..."

"What I mean is that everything you do must be kept secret and not disclosed to outsiders. Especially money!"

"oh, I know!"

Money can make people rich, but it can also bring disasters! What is money in this world? It makes people chase after it in life and death!

Fengli was singing while taking a bath. Suddenly, the singing voice of the small speaker came from the mobile phone again.

"Hehe... Fengli! Hehe..." Liu Tongguo's malicious laughter came from the cell phone.

"What are you doing, Old Liu? It's definitely no good if I answer your call! Why, do you want me to write a bath-scrubbing poem for you?" Feng Li made the shower head make a loud noise.

"Oh, sorry, sorry! Old man, I didn't know you were bathing! Don't catch a cold, I'm hanging up!" Liu Tongguo stopped laughing and hung up the phone. He wanted to collect Fengli's poems and make a collection of poems. He didn't expect that he called at the wrong time.

"This old man Liu!" Feng Li complained while taking a shower, "He asks me for poems every other day. Can't you write one yourself? Is your brain rusted? You are so great, but you want me to show off! Alas, what does this old man want to do?" Feng Li couldn't guess.

"Dad, Mom, and brother, you should go to bed early!" Feng Li walked into the corridor from the kitchen, greeted them, and then went into her room.

I just finished blow-drying my hair. The song on the small speaker of the mobile phone started to sing again. Fengli picked it up and took a look. This old man couldn't wait. He answered it with one click.

He said angrily, "What's the matter, old man? I just finished my busy farming work today! Can you let me take a rest?"

"It's just a few words. You don't have to write them down. Just say them! Finish them quickly so you can have your sweet dreams!"

"I really can't help you! Listen! If you think something is wrong, just change it!"

"Okay, okay!" Liu Tongguo said happily.

"Nan Kezi

Thousands of miles of rural land, a piece of sentiment. The harvest is not the rice field. The boundless jade is wide before my eyes.

Essence is rain and dew, vegetables love the sun. People carry a load on their shoulders, their faces are like being soaked in the rain, tired but sweet. "

"Ahahaha... OK, OK, thank you! I won't bother you anymore! You are so eloquent, an old man like me can't do that!"

Feng was a little angry, "Bullshit, you are just an old lazy pig."

"Okay, okay, I'm just an old lazy pig. As long as I'm not a bug, that's all! Bye!" Because pigs are more valuable than bugs? Liu Tongguo was beaming with joy tonight.

When Feng Li saw Liu Tongguo hung up the phone, she called Feng Qin's cell phone.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

"What's the matter? Sister, I'm watching some dramas. The short dramas on Tomato Douyin are really good now. They're extremely exciting. Hey, you can also take a look and make a few dollars!" Feng Qin said on the other end.

"You're so happy with such a small amount of money. You're such a loser. Hey, let me ask you, do you want to make a lot of money?" Fengli began to lay out the bait.

"Do you want to?" Feng Qin then seemed embarrassed: "Hey, sister, you can earn as much as you want in the fields. Don't drag me into this! You know I'm particularly afraid of the sun!"

"Thinking back to those days, we followed mom to harvest rice with sickles. The sun dried my skin off. I didn't dare to go out until a month later. Not to mention the pain of shedding skin! Besides, the work in the fields was tiring and hard! I couldn't bear it."

"Hey, then do you want to date a rich second generation?" How could Feng Qin know who the rich second generation was? Little did she know that only Feng Li and Wen Mosheng knew that this was a name that the two of them used to insult each other.

"Wen Fuerdai! Who is he? Sister, didn't I tell you that I won't talk to anyone except Wen Mosheng!"

Is my sister going to introduce him to another one? She felt unhappy.

"What are you thinking? Wen Mosheng is a second-generation rich man!"

"Ah? Sister! You are not allowed to say that about him." He is already protecting her before they even start dating.

"Hey, you silly girl. He still calls me Nong Erya, but you never say anything to him. He's a man who values ​​women over friends. It seems like I love you in vain."

Feng Qin laughed on the other end of the phone: "Okay, okay, sister, I agree to fall in love. Even if I am in the field, I will jump out of the sedan chair window! Besides, it is so comfortable to work here, without being exposed to the sun. In the summer, there is air conditioning, and in the winter, there is a heater. I don't know how comfortable it is!"

"I think you just want to give up. If I hadn't met Wen Mosheng, I'm afraid you would have to live in the fields in the future!" Feng Li felt it was very ironic. No matter which era or dynasty, the situation would always be one of prosperity and one of loss.

Feng Qin was reprimanded by her sister and retorted: "How can I call this a failure? I call this contentment, okay?"

"Shouldn't you change it to "I'm happy with my sister"? Let me see how your love can be happy without me as your sister? Stop talking nonsense! Listen to me, foreign songs, which country's songs are you good at?"

"Why are you asking this?" Feng Qin was puzzled.

"Do you still want Wen Mo to give birth?" Feng Li thought she talked too much nonsense.

Feng Qin heard the voice on the other end of the phone and yelled, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, my dear sister, please don't threaten me!"

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