Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

The truth is that watermelons and grapes have long been off the market, dates have all been dried into dried dates, and imported apples and pears don’t taste very good. The only fruit that tastes good is oranges.

The oranges taste really good this year.

This area produces a lot of oranges in the autumn, but unfortunately the varieties at this time are not resistant to storage. Many people, including fruit farmers, will spray the oranges with chemicals to delay their corruption, at least to last until the Spring Festival.

The solution was a bad one, and there seemed to be no other solution, so Zheng Juzi decided to eat more while it was fresh.

A strong voice in her heart told her that she could only eat such fresh and delicious oranges a few times in her life, so she must cherish them.

The skin on his lips was blistered from eating so much, it was scary to outsiders.

There are also lots of grapefruits at the market, but the grapefruits here this year don't taste as good as oranges.

Another reason is that the grapefruit peels here are difficult to cut. The juice on your hands when peeling the grapefruit is like oil stains, which is sticky and difficult to clean.

The only pomelo tree in the front yard of my house is bearing fruit well this year. It looks like a beautiful scenery whether you are standing in the yard or looking at it from the window of my house.

"If you want to eat grapefruit, go buy some. Don't pick the ones at home." Zheng Hanqiu announced capriciously when the grapefruits were hanging.

Mu Xiaoyun was the type of person who would bounce back and forth between thrift and waste, and she was a little reluctant: "I already have it at home, why should I spend money to buy it?"

Zheng Hanqiu said: "Pomelo is not expensive. Look how beautiful this fruit looks when it is hanging. It makes the whole family happy."

Mu Xiaoyun still felt that this was inappropriate, and the mother and daughter talked a few more words.

Zheng Guixiang revealed the truth in one sentence: "Just let her keep them all."

"She likes to play with these. If she picks these grapefruits, she will have to make other beautiful things, which will cost more money."

I have to say that Zheng Guixiang hit the point.

Now the trees are full of grapefruits, and the whole yard is filled with a festive feeling of abundant fruit.

Zheng Hanqiu had someone make a rocking chair, and he would lie down in the yard from time to time to admire the fruit trees in his own home.

"Do you like it that much?" Zheng Juzi didn't feel much about these things. She was just wondering why she still liked to appreciate the trees at home after so long.

"You do not understand."

Zheng Juzi: "What should I know?"

Zheng Hanqiu: “This is the joy of harvest.”

Zheng Juzi corrected him disdainfully: "The harvest is only when you pick them and put them in the basket. What can you harvest by hanging them on the tree?"

Zheng Hanqiu: "I gained a 'feeling'."

Zheng Juzi was somewhat speechless: "Miss, can't your realm be more down-to-earth?"

Zheng Hanqiu pointed to the pomelo tree in front of him and said, "Isn't this growing in the ground?"

Zheng Juzi: "You can make things that grow in the ground out of touch with reality."

"You don't understand this." Zheng Hanqiu rocked leisurely in the rocking chair, his eyes half asleep, his fingers clasped the armrests of the rocking chair in a relaxed manner, "When I planted flowers and plants before, I would just think about when the things I planted would bear fruit.

Unfortunately, apart from the fruit when I first bought it, nothing else has grown."

"Now that such a big tree has produced such big fruits, I feel such a sense of accomplishment."

Zheng Juzi said: "Your sense of accomplishment is really unique. It's obviously your parents who take care of this tree. In fact, your grandmother has taken care of it more than you."

Zheng Hanqiu insisted: "It was also my suggestion to plant it. It is my tree, and the fruit on the tree belongs to me."

Zheng Juzi did not compete with her for ownership.

If you don't take them off, what's there to fight about?

Zheng Hanqiu said slowly: "Don't always think about making money and getting into Peking University or Tsinghua University. You also need to learn to relax."

"You said you are so mature at such a young age, is there nothing that can make you relax?"

Zheng Juzi really thought about it, and then said: "When I calculate how much money I have, that's when I'm most relaxed."

Zheng Hanqiu waved his hand: "Okay, then go make some money, just relax."

Zheng Juzi rubbed his hands and said in a servile manner: "In fact, I feel relaxed when you deposit your earnings into my account."

Zheng Hanqiu pretended not to hear.

"Juzi, Hanqiu, are you home?" Someone outside shouted while knocking on the door.

There was no videophone or button to open the door, so Zheng Hanqiu could only open his eyes and tell his sister, "Go open the door."

Zheng Juzi: "Looking for you."

Zheng Hanqiu: "I called you first."

Zheng Juzi was unreasonable: "You go."

Zheng Hanqiu went to open the door, and outside were Duan Zhihui and Minister Gu.

"Hanqiu, why didn't you tell Uncle Duan about all the good things you did?" Duan Zhihui has matured a lot in the past year and looks more like a leader.

However, the tone he used when speaking to the two sisters was still that of a good uncle.

Zheng Hanqiu invited them in and placed bamboo tables and chairs commonly seen in the countryside in the yard, and simply asked them to sit in the yard.

After almost getting ready, Zheng Hanqiu went to get some fruit again, but Zheng Juzi protested, "You are not allowed to take oranges."

Duan Zhihui definitely didn't come here to eat two oranges, but he was still surprised when he saw her mouth: "What are you doing?"

Zheng Juzi felt so aggrieved. The three siblings had all eaten a lot of oranges, so why was she the only one suffering from a sore throat? She said, "Oranges are poisonous."

Knowing that she was angry, Duan Zhihui couldn't help but smile, "Okay, next time uncle will bring you some canned food."

"What canned food?" Zheng Juzi felt that he could still be saved.

Duan Zhihui smiled more dotingly, "Canned oranges."

Zheng Juzi...

"The oranges here are not suitable for canning, but the oranges in You County can be canned. The canned goods there are unsalable this year, so they sent some to our places. Uncle Duan will bring you more next time."

Zheng Juzi said disdainfully: "Uncle Duan, my mouth is already like this, how can you still tempt me with canned oranges? Why do you have to give me canned yellow peaches?"

At this time, many people have a very strange perception, that is, eating canned food can help you get better quickly when you are sick.

I don’t know where this rumor came from, but when I go to the hospital to see a patient, if the family has the means, they will buy canned food for the patient.

Duan Zhihui's original intention was to just let her eat some canned food if she felt unwell, but he didn't expect her to pick it. "I don't have any yellow peaches right now, I'll get you a few cans later, do you want lychee and pineapple ones?"

Those people were also angry, but Zheng Juzi was not at all awkward and said, "No."

Minister Gu felt that the girl couldn't control her mouth and was picky, so he taught her a lesson: "You shouldn't be so rude when giving gifts to elders."

Zheng Juzi really didn't like this Minister Gu, and asked back, "I'm young and ignorant, so I said that because I have a good relationship with Uncle Duan. I'm always polite to people I don't know well."