Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

As Leng Yanqiu's electric tricycle turned to the east end of the village, she noticed a crowd of people in front of her house. She was confused and continued walking forward.

The thick-skinned villagers went straight into the yard to eat the melons up close, while the slightly thinner-skinned ones stayed outside and put their heads into the yard.

"Here she comes, the girl from the Leng family is back!"

"Shh, don't talk, just wait and see the fun!"

"In fact, what's the fun to watch? They just cried a few times and then accepted it. They are our real father, grandparents, can we really chase them away?"

"Didn't she break her father's leg last time? I think the old couple are filial to her. As for her biological father, it's not certain."

Leng Yanqiu heard it very clearly and understood what happened immediately.

You were discharged from the hospital so soon, not even a week?

Leng Yanqiu calmly stopped the car and took out his cell phone to check.

Sure enough, Secretary Ma missed three calls.

WeChat voice: ...Xiao Qiu, this is all the help I can give you. If those three guys really want to go to your house and make trouble, I won’t be able to do anything about it.

The electric tricycle restarted and honked, asking the villagers to clear the gate.

"Um, the junior high school students are back?"

"How long does it take to charge your electric tricycle? Can it transport food? I think it's better to buy a three-wheeled vehicle. It's bigger and can carry more food. It's worth buying."

The villagers' divergent thinking was very strong. They even abandoned the protagonist of the story who came to gossip, and started discussing in groups of three or four about the performance comparison between the big three-wheeled vehicle and the small three-wheeled vehicle.

Sanmaer, an agricultural motor vehicle, is also called a three-wheeled motorcycle. It has high horsepower and can carry cargo. Some of its rear cargo boxes are as spacious as those of tractors.

Fortunately, the school leaders didn't hear about this suggestion to change cars. Just imagine, if Sister Qiu drove a Sanma in and out of the campus, with a group of young people following her, no, following Sanma...

Leng Yanqiu couldn't help but let out a smile, but quickly retracted it and just nodded, pretending not to hear it.

How could a soldier who was about to fight a tough battle laugh?

Thanks to her kind-heartedness, all the rooms in the house were locked, and the three relatives could not enter the house, so they could only rest under the well in the yard.

Leng Zhiqiang looked more dishevelled than when they first met, but he was still dressed the same as before, still in a black suit and wrinkled leather shoes. He was leaning his upper body against the trunk of a jujube tree, sitting on a low stool, with one leg stretched out on another stool.

There seems to be no change in the old man. He sits on a stool and smokes a cigarette.

The old lady looked much more haggard, her hair was messy and greasy, her clothes were dusty, and she was holding one hand with the other, with a painful expression on her face.

There was originally a low dining table under the jujube tree, with a teapot and cups on the table, and thermoses arranged beside the table, specifically for those who were working to rest.

Now, the whole space was occupied by three people. The workers who had planned to finish work a long time ago stepped forward to explain: "Xiao Leng, it was really not us who let them in. They didn't close the gate when they were working. We wanted them to leave, but they didn't listen!"

Leng Yanqiu nodded: "It's okay, how much work is left in the greenhouse?"

"It's all done! Wu Touer left for a new job this morning. Can you see if there's anything that needs to be reorganized? Wu Touer said he'll contact you later."

The process was really fast, especially after adding the raw materials that Master Wu gave us for free.

Leng Yanqiu followed the worker into the greenhouse. The three people under the jujube tree could no longer hold back. Old Master Leng shouted angrily, "Are you blind and can't you see us? The elders are all here. You have to see them first if you have anything to say. Your grandma's hand was plucked by your chicken just now. Why don't you take a look?"

Leng Yanqiu stopped and the worker whispered, "Your grandma wanted to go to the chicken coop to pick up eggs, so your grandpa asked her to go. She didn't even draw blood after picking them up..."

Solve the case directly.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck." The Zhazha chicken trotted out from the greenhouse. It was so tired. It patrolled and guarded the jasmine field in the greenhouse and the chicken coop outside the greenhouse. It must be paid double salary!

Leng Yanqiu inexplicably wanted to laugh again. No one could stop her from doing her work, and being scolded wouldn't hurt her.

It was not yet dark and the greenhouse was bright. The shading straw mat was rolled into a barrel shape and the watering equipment was scattered in the five directions of the greenhouse in the shape of petals... The workers introduced and demonstrated them one by one.

A human head, eyes, and hands forming a canopy appeared on the glass door of the greenhouse.

The old couple of the Leng family were even more itchy, but they had already tried to break in and knew that the door of the greenhouse had an electronic lock, and if the people inside didn't open it, people outside couldn't get in.

But why did that worker just go in from outside?

The lame Leng Zhiqiang snorted and gritted his teeth, "That's a combination lock that also recognizes fingerprints. A padlock costs several thousand yuan. What a wicked girl!"

It would be really painful to waste the Leng family's money like this!

In fact, it was the stock that Master Wu had. He replaced the old door with a new one. The electronic lock on the old door was not removed, and the glass on it still had several layers of sound insulation. He took them all home.

Therefore, Master Wu really worked hard on the greenhouse project without any complaints. Leng Yanqiu quickly took a look around, declared the work completed, and sent the workers away.

"Our Wu Tou is thinking about your jasmine..."

"Tell him not to worry, just let me know when you're done drinking, and I'll supply you with free supplies anytime."

The villagers who were eating melons outside the greenhouse moved outside the courtyard gate. They felt uncomfortable without being able to eat the melons. It was already dusk.

When did you guys start fighting? It would be worthwhile if I could stop the fight.

Grandpa Dalong, who had just put his fingerprint on Leng Yanqiu's house purchase contract, was leaning on a cane under the courtyard wall. When he saw Leng Yanqiu, he shook his cane, said nothing, and went back.

Leng Yanqiu watched the van go away, then turned back to the yard. The footsteps of the onlookers were filled with excitement. Finally, the show had begun.

There were no seats, so Leng Yanqiu stood and asked, "Do you need to wipe your hands with alcohol to disinfect them?"

"No, no need." Old Mrs. Leng just felt embarrassed. With so many villagers watching her, her tongue was out of control.

I am obviously the grandmother, so why am I becoming more and more afraid of my granddaughter now?

"Didn't Old Man Leng just say to ask the chicken to pick up a piece of meat? Tsk - you're not telling the truth!" There were people in the spectator-eating group who tried to interrupt the conversation, which made Old Man Leng's face even darker.

"Go away and stay somewhere cool! This is our family matter, don't meddle in it!" Leng Zhiqiang is disabled but has a firm mouth. As a worker in a big city, would he be afraid of a bunch of villagers who have been dealing with the land all their lives?

Leng Yanqiu's voice suddenly sounded, and the volume was quite high, ensuring that the onlookers could hear clearly: "You and I are not from the same family, so where does the family matter come from?"

The onlookers stared with wide eyes and held their breath, their IQ was very low, what does that mean? What do you mean they are not one family?

Leng Zhiqiang became even more furious after hearing this, and the leg that was lying across the stool almost jumped up: "You bastard! I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place. If I had given birth to you, I should have drowned you in the urine bucket!"

I truly regret it.