Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

"Qiu'er..." Ding Guihua hadn't cried for a long time. She was a little overwhelmed when she saw her daughter. How could she not care about Leng Zhiqiang's treatment of her? But she couldn't bear the fact that her daughter was so good to the old lady but received such a reward.

"Secretary Ma said that if you don't agree, Leng Zhiqiang will not be allowed to sell the house. Everyone in our village supports you and will not let you suffer any injustice."

Leng Yanqiu finally understood the whole story and couldn't help but laugh: "Mom, if you are so angry, why don't you just beat Leng Zhiqiang up? You can just continue to work in the space, but you can't let yourself cry?"

Ding Guihua stepped on the brakes, "squeak", she turned around and her sobbing stopped.

Yes, why did she feel so aggrieved for a whole day? She was no longer a fool, and she was still doing things that she thought were a counterattack but were actually just a sullen act. Did she feel ashamed by ignoring Old Lady Leng? Did she solve the problem by keeping silent?

"Then I'll beat up that bastard when I get back!"

"Wait a minute, I think it's good to sign a divorce agreement." Leng Yanqiu continued to smile, "If my grandma likes it, I'll sign one too, it'll be cleaner."

"Qiu'er——"

"After we sign the severance agreement, you will treat my grandma as an aunt from the same village who raised me. Our relationship will be better." Leng Yanqiu's explanation made Ding Guihua cry again.

Although she never said it, her daughter saw it. Living in Ma Liu Village and in her daughter's house, Ding Guihua really felt that she was not as comfortable as Old Lady Leng. She felt unworthy from the bottom of her heart, as if she was not in a position to do so.

Therefore, Ding Guihua usually pretended not to see the inappropriate behavior of the old lady Leng in daily life. When she was angry, she would just sulk by herself. Not taking the initiative to speak was her greatest expression of dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, Ding Guihua's mood improved, and she began to look forward to the letter of severance. As for the rest, who cares how much Leng Zhiqiang gets from selling the old house?

With only a few minutes' drive left, Leng Yanqiu had already made arrangements on his phone with his fingers flying.

Only the weak will be tired of dealing with the trivial matters that happen every day, and will rack their brains, feel wronged, and seek perfection in order to gain a foothold.

Comrade Guihua's enthusiasm for cultivation needs to be improved! From the initial surprise of discovering that she could cultivate, she forgot to eat and sleep, to now when no one is urging her, she forgets about cultivation. Every day, she continues to indulge in the mundane world, buying, selling, chatting, planting and breeding, eating three meals a day, and picking up her children in the morning and evening. These are the main contents of Ding Guihua's mind.

Leng Yanqiu opened his mouth several times to urge him on, but then controlled himself.

Is it really necessary for Ding Guihua to live a life of pure heart and few desires, where even if one practices for hundreds or thousands of years every day, one may not be able to achieve the right result? Wasn't her original intention as a daughter to make Ding Guihua rich and happy and enjoy the happiness that she had never enjoyed before? Why did she want to make plans for her and ask her to follow the route she had drawn?

Leng Yanqiu also likes the joys and sorrows of this world. She is also addicted to the friendship between teachers and students in Class 3 of the third grade of junior high school and the harmonious and lively atmosphere of Class 18 of the first grade of senior high school.

"Mom, let's get an automatic retractable door so we don't have to get out of the car to open and close the door every day."

After Leng Yanqiu finished his suggestion, he despised himself from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was greedy for pleasure and had an unstable mind!

Boss Zhuang and several of his followers, who were following the car like a tail, were cruelly locked outside the courtyard gate.

Boss Zhuang did not get to eat the dinner provided by the farm today, nor was there any wine to cheer him up. Liu Dalong could not get into the farm gate either. He waited and waited, and he had no chance to go forward until the boss and his daughter returned home. He clearly saw a thin figure get out of the car and open the door, but when he rushed over he only touched the cold gate. Shouting was of no use.

He had no choice but to return to the small square table in front of Liu Dalong's door and finish two bags of pickled egg yolks. The whole atmosphere of the farm was not right today, and Liu Dalong could not go in to restock at any time. Fortunately, he had purchased 500 pickled eggs before, and he ate them himself and let his men eat as much as they wanted. As a result, it was obvious that the portion was small, and there were too many big-bellied men.

Fortunately, Liu Dalong said that some of the things in the farm can be purchased in several supermarkets, and there are also online stores, which can be purchased nationwide. The boss of the farm did not lose face for the boss and did not hold the pickled eggs to prevent his subordinates from eating them...

The new men are more active in their thinking and spare no effort in giving advice to Boss Zhuang. They come up with a new hypothesis: pickled eggs are indeed delicious. Boss Zhuang has tested his blood sugar level after eating here. Is it because the air in the countryside is fresh and the products are pollution-free? There are more than one countryside with fresh air, right? Products are easier to buy online, so you don't have to stay here.

Boss Zhuang: That makes sense.

But he had checked and found that the wine produced by the farm, such as the one he tasted last night, was never sold in online stores or supermarkets. It was all consumed directly by the partners.

There were also large watermelons that he had never eaten and snow pears that he had eaten, but they were on the shelves, but as soon as ordinary customers saw the message, they were marked as “sold out”.

Therefore, we must make the cooperative relationship real.

Boss Zhuang was secretly disappointed. Pursuing Ding Guihua would be the best option. He just saw the woman in the driver's seat of the car. She seemed to glow faintly. She was beautiful, gentle and not sharp. She cooked delicious food and owned a farm that produced delicious ingredients. She was simply a born virtuous wife.

I hate Leng Zhiqiang even more! He made such a perfect candidate for a good wife be wary of men.

Ding Guihua refused to contact Mr. Zhuang, but she could not refuse the goodwill of leaders at all levels. Mr. Zhuang had given up his original desire to buy the farm, so he only asked for the regional sales rights, right? Or even lower requirements. During this trip, she had to sell him some in-demand goods that were not sold publicly, such as the farm's own wine and fruits.

It is understandable that after the boss's plea, leaders at all levels knew that the Osmanthus Farm had a deeper foundation. The working class was not like the big bosses who spent a lot of money just to satisfy their appetite. At least they bought some to try, so that they could promote local specialties when they went out. After all, what did the wine taste like that the big boss from Haishi begged for so much? How sweet must the fruits be?

Leng Yanqiu could not be disturbed from going to school, so Brother Wang and his wife came to the farm. Sister Wang was taking care of the children at home and would not go out easily. Now, for the sake of the big watermelon that was rumored to be so popular, she had to come in person.

After being given a call by her daughter, Ding Guihua was once again "awakened from her dream by a word".

Mrs. Wang: "Sister Ding, why are you leaving the melons unsold?"

Ding Guihua: "I'm thinking that the price will be higher when the weather gets colder."

She really thought so and secretly gave herself the thumbs-up several times.

Mrs. Wang and Brother Wang shouted at the same time: "You can sell it at a high price now! Tell me, how much do you want to sell it for?"

Ding Guihua took a big step back. Where is her brain?