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Wei Zhuoyang was willing to take over the work of the milk powder factory. Lao Zhou was really relieved. He was used to rural life. How could he still be willing to take care of those troublesome things, from building the factory to putting into production, so many miscellaneous things, plus Nowadays, the domestic dairy industry is very strictly controlled, and the milk powder factory cannot be opened just by saying it.

On Wei Zhuoyang's side, after staying in Niuwangzhuang for a few days, he packed some fresh fruits from Niuwangzhuang and went home.

After returning home, in addition to dealing with the affairs of the company, the work of the old man and the old lady also has to be done. These two old people are very worry-free. They don’t usually restrain him, and they don’t have too many demands on his son. They are very open-minded. , as long as it doesn't harm the nature, as long as it doesn't break the law and discipline, he will do the rest.

But after all, he is the only son in his family. When he goes back to Buffalo Town, it will take a lot of effort to run a milk powder factory. He probably doesn’t have much time to come back to visit them. If the old man and the lady are willing to go to Buffalo Town with him That is naturally the best.

When we first talked about moving, the old man and the old lady were still a little reluctant. Although Buffalo Town is good and the food in Niuwangzhuang is delicious, it is not their home after all. They have lived in this house for decades. Yes, a table, a stool and even a tile in the house record every bit of their years.

Wei Zhuoyang didn't force it either: "It doesn't have to be necessary to move. When I go there next time, the two of you will come with me to have a look. It's fine as a tour."

"There is something going on at the company in a while. I'll go out first. By the way, I took some pictures and videos of this camera. Take a look." The old lady insisted on letting Wei Zhuoyang go out with this camera. He brought it with him, saying that he was asked to take some photos of Niuwangzhuang and bring it back.

After Wei Zhuoyang left for a while, the two old men and old ladies sat on the sofa and began to look at the photos.

"Oh! This buffalo is really energetic."

"One hoof can dent the buttocks of Zhuo Yang's car, so can't you still be energetic?"

"Shouldn't it be dangerous?"

"No, look at the people coming and going on the street."

"There is also fishing here, don't you like fishing the most?"

"It's such a shallow stream, what kind of fish can you catch?"

"How do you know you can't catch fish? Look at so many people, and they don't need money. You can calculate how much money you spend on fishing grounds every month. Besides, the fish is not delicious. Earthy smell, if you don’t want to buy it, you won’t listen, so why not just put it back secretly?”

"The mouth of the fish is scratched, and if you put it back, isn't that immoral? Besides, how do you know they don't charge money here?"

"Then you can't collect money. Such a long stream belongs to everyone. Who can collect this money?"

"That's not sure, isn't the pond in that XX park in our city all turned into fishing grounds?"

"Aren't you arguing, old man?"

"I'm trying to reason with you."

"You're talking nonsense, I'll call my son and ask."

Here, Wei Zhuoyang is discussing with Ren's deputy general manager that the company will be managed by him in the future, and he will be paid as much as the annual turnover. Over there, their old man and old lady called and asked him loudly Is there any money to fish in Buffalo?

"Zhuo Yang! I really can't talk to your dad. Tell him, do you need money for fishing in that buffalo town?"

"You old woman, your son is busy, why are you messing around?"

"I'll just ask, don't waste his time, don't interrupt, Zhuo Yang, just tell your dad, do they ask for money for fishing?"

"It's a big deal, you still have to call, they are discussing things."

"It's okay, I'm with Lao Huang, no outsiders." Wei Zhuoyang smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man opposite him: "They don't need money for fishing over there."

"Look? It's obvious." The old lady said proudly.

"Okay, okay, hang up the phone when you're done talking." The old man bared her.

"Let's go to Buffalo Town in a few days. Dad, you can bring the fishing rod. Carp and crucian carp are the most there. I heard that there are many brook groupers this year. Some people also catch white fish and fine scales. This year's spring A lot of people put fish fry in the stream, if you pass by, release some too, and go fishing generously in the future." Wei Zhuoyang is still willing to let his parents go out more.

After the old man finished talking on the phone, he went to pack his precious fishing gear. This old man has no hobbies, so he is willing to spend money on these things. He is also in fashion. He will buy whatever fishing rods are popular outside, and sometimes he doesn’t like them when he buys them. If you use it, just put it there. Over the years, he has sold more and more, and he has a lot of equipment, which is enough to open a fishing tackle shop.

I just saw a few photos here, the old lady simply plugged the camera into their TV, and watched them one by one, while the old man sat by the side and wiped his precious fishing rod, and watched it again, and Wei Zhuoyang would come back later. The two of them chased after this and asked that.

"Why are there still people drying cow dung on the street?"

"Sell it in the sun, ten yuan a bag."

"Does it stink?"

"I drove by and it didn't smell bad, it just smelled like cow dung."

"Oh, that's great, this one can be sold for money."

"Their place is so clean, look at how clear the water in this stream is!"

"The crops are growing well, too."

"Oh, there are monks."

"This bullock cart is very interesting, isn't it expensive?"

"It costs two yuan a time, and you can get a [-]% discount if you apply for a card."

"so cheap!"

"Play the video and watch."

"Old Zhou! Old Zhou! Hahahaha..."

"Who are they calling old Zhou Lao Zhou?"

"Romon."

Sure enough, as soon as the screen turned, the picture was taken of Romon. He was wearing a vest, shorts, plastic slippers, squatting in the corridor, eating watermelon, eating a mouthful of watermelon juice. Seeing Wei Zhuoyang took a camera to take pictures of him. He grinned at the camera, showing his big white teeth.

"This is Romon!"

"Why do you look younger than before?"

"Hei is a little bit darker. She looks weird and tender. She's in her early thirties, and she looks like she just graduated from college."

"They raise people in that place." Wei Zhuoyang said, it's not his fault that he is getting old fast, it's his fault that the water and soil in this place are not good for not raising people.

"Look, look! Who is that? How old are you, and you still carry such a big burden!"

"That's Romon's father."

"His dad, he must be about the same age as your dad, right?"

"Romon asked his father to help with the work, this kid, he is still squatting there eating watermelon!"

"Dad, put it there, and I'll give it to you." In the video, Romon also spoke at this time.

"What are you giving? It's only a few steps away. I'll go with your mother. I'll go to the side of the road to wait for the ox cart in a while. You are busy with your work."

"I'll take you to the side of the road."

"I can still move, how much is this?" The old man Luo still has a lot of strength in his body now, and it's no problem to carry a load of hundreds of catties. Seventy-eighty like.

"This old man still farms the land. When there is no farm work, he and his wife go to Luo Meng and the others to make some biscuits and sell them online. I heard that the business is very good. Now I want to pick up a load of steamed buns and go to the town to visit. Those lonely and widowed old people." Wei Zhuoyang really admires the old man Luo, as far as his burden is concerned, many young people may not be able to lift it.

"This old thing is tough enough!" Wei Zhuoyang's father was also envious.

"All the farmers in the village are in good health. There used to be an old man in our village who was over 80 and could still work in the fields." Wei Zhuoyang's wife said.

The family looked at the photos and videos and talked, and the night became dark before they knew it. In the next few days, when Wei Zhuoyang went to work during the day, the old man and the old lady would take out the camera and plug it into the TV to have a look. The more impatient they became, they simply urged Wei Zhuoyang to come.

"How many things have you left unaccounted for in your company? Your mother and I have already packed things up."

When the family drove to Niuwangzhuang, Lao Zhou was picking watermelons on the mountain. There are many watermelons planted in Niuwangzhuang this year, and a large number of watermelons are ripe every day. If they are not picked in time, they will be overripe.

"Bow woof!" There was the sound of dogs barking from time to time on the hillside. Picking watermelons on Niuwangzhuang is also a very worry-free thing. Wherever there are dogs barking, they will go there to pick them. No matter how tall the weeds are, they will never use them Worried about missing a watermelon.

Hearing that Wei Zhuoyang and the others had arrived, Lao Zhou transported a tricycle of watermelons slowly down the hillside. A thick layer of straw was placed in the bucket of the tricycle to prevent the watermelons from being damaged.

"Uncle, aunt, are you exhausted from the journey? Let me cut a watermelon for you."

"Not busy, not busy." Wei Zhuoyang's mother waved her hands quickly.

"Romon, you are living a comfortable life now!" Father Wei just took a look around the yard, seeing it with his own eyes, it is different from the one in the photo, such a big yard with blue bricks and black tiles Yes, it's really grand, the yard is full of popularity, steamed buns for making tofu, and frying melon seeds for sun-dried beans. It's bustling and bustling, which makes people feel very at ease when they see it.

"I live a more comfortable life than before." Romon took out a watermelon from a large wooden bucket filled with cold water in the corridor, put it on a square table next to it, and took a watermelon knife on the table to the wooden bucket After washing over there, I saw that he had just put the watermelon knife on the big watermelon and pressed it, when he heard a soft bang, and the big watermelon split open in response.

"The watermelons in your house are delicious, but the watermelons I eat outside are sweet, but they don't taste right." The old man and the old lady of Wei's family have eaten too much watermelon from Niuwangzhuang in recent years, and their mouths have been spoiled.

"Don't eat watermelons that don't taste right. Eating too much watermelon is not good for your health. Look at those watermelons with white seeds, especially those with yellowish white seeds. It's best not to eat them, and those whose flesh is not white enough. That’s all problematic, look at my melon, it’s white or red or red, that’s what it looks like when it’s grown in the ground without any tampering.” While talking, Luo Meng neatly sliced ​​the watermelon into slices and served it to him. Wei's father and Wei's mother ate it, and Wei Zhuoyang asked him to take it by himself. Anyway, this guy can't be polite to him.

"Hey, people nowadays have no conscience." They were all raised by their biological parents. How could those people get their hands on things that come into their mouths?

"Is the harvest good this year?" Dad Wei also didn't understand farming, so he asked this question after thinking about it for a long time.

"Well, there is plenty of rain in spring, and the weather is fine these days. This year's watermelon is growing very well. How about my watermelon, which is sweet and crisp?" If you want to pull Wei Zhuoyang to work together, and make it miserable and unlucky, can his parents rest assured?

At this time, another young man pulled a tricycle of watermelons into the yard, parked beside Lao Zhou's tricycle just now, got out of the car, picked up a watermelon, and carried it to the nearby warehouse.

Wei's father and mother were curious, so they went to look at it after eating a piece of watermelon. As soon as they entered the warehouse, they saw a large watermelon with flower skin all over the place. The watermelons grown by Lao Zhou's family are all of this variety, and one big watermelon can have Twenty to thirty catties, with less strength, buying such a watermelon on the street is enough to carry it home.

"So many watermelons! Where do you sell them?" Mama Wei asked Romon.

"It's easy to sell. I go to the city to pull a batch every day, and pull a batch from Hong Kong. There is not much left. Our own supermarkets don't have enough to sell. We picked so many in half a day in the morning, and we have to go up the mountain in the evening. , if there are ripe ones, pick them up quickly.” If watermelon is not worried about selling, the money will come in really fast, but you can’t plant it continuously, and planting watermelon pays attention to three-year crops. Lao Zhou thought that next year he will grow There are various points on the hillside beyond the water village.

"All these were picked this morning?" Wei's father and Wei's mother were a little surprised. They thought that the watermelon in this warehouse was a few days' worth, but they didn't expect to pick so much in half a day. How did Romon plant it? How much watermelon.

"Yeah, there are a lot of watermelons growing on our mountain. When the sun is down, I'll take you to have a look."

While talking, all the big dogs and puppies in Niuwang Village also returned to the yard. Now the work of picking watermelons was completed, and they came to collect their wages.

"Ahhhhhh..." Dabao pawed at a big watermelon in the barn with his big furry paws, and rushed at Lao Zhou while pulling it back.

"Okay, I just cut one just now, don't pick it now."

"Ahhhhh..." Dabao rested his chin on the big watermelon and lay there motionless.

Lao Zhou walked over and slapped it on the forehead: "I'll keep it for you, okay?"

"Woof!" Dabao wagged his tail happily, his big tongue sticking out.

Lao Zhou moved his watermelon to the corner of the room opposite the barn door and put it alone. It is empty right now, so there is only such a watermelon. Most people usually don’t move it when they don’t know the situation. This is a watermelon released by someone alone.

"Ahh..." Dabao looked around the watermelon, feeling uneasy, and scratched it lightly with his paws, gently, for fear that the watermelon would crack if he applied too much force. He had just picked it from the sun. The watermelon is still steaming, it's not delicious when it's opened.

"Okay, I've made a mark, and I'm going to eat watermelon." Lao Zhou felt a little funny about his big dog's narrow-mindedness. They are all watermelons. How different can this watermelon be from that watermelon? Who would snatch it from an ordinary person?

After a while, Wei's father and Wei's mother said that they would go to see their house. If there is anything they want to buy, they should buy it as soon as possible.

When Luo Meng and Wei Zhuoyang partnered to open a factory, they were taken care of by the couple. During the holidays, they always called Luo Meng to eat. This time when they came, he had to do his best. Thanks to the friendship of the landlord, he called Xiao Shulin, and Luo Meng went to work with the family of three.

Wei's parents and Wei's mother plan to live with Wei Zhuoyang. This time, the house that Luo Meng allocated to them is not small, and the design is reasonable. Take care, at least three meals can be eaten on time.

The two old people were cleaning the new house at home, and Luo Meng and Wei Zhuoyang drove to Yongqing to buy daily necessities and household appliances, etc. They drove two cars down, and then came back with two cars full of things. After all these things were set up, it was almost dark.

Let's talk about Niuwangzhuang.

This afternoon, Xiao Shulin picked up Houwazi from school, and just on the weekend of the next day, Luo Meihui and Luo Meiling also pestered Luo Hongfeng to play at Niuwangzhuang. They agreed with Houwazi to pick peaches together, but before that , they want to eat a few slices of watermelon first.

At the moment, the watermelon in the warehouse has been reduced, Boss Duan has already taken away the goods, and the goods from the supermarket have also been taken away, and the Jiwei Building will not come to pick up the goods until early tomorrow morning.

If the number is not enough by then, Lao Zhou will have to go to the field to pick a few for him tomorrow morning. Ever since Ma Congrong and Duan Jiashu faced each other, the two guys have become tense. Cong Rong a few watermelons, he must have to chase Lao Zhou again and ask: What?Did the grandson surnamed Duan add another order?

Several children said they wanted watermelon, so Xiao Shulin went into the barn to take it for them. He opened the door and went in. He saw a big watermelon in the corner of the opposite room at a glance. He went to have a look and saw a paw print on it. , immediately understood.

Whether it's Ma Congrong's side or Duan Jiashu's side, they are all furry. They won't want this kind of watermelon with paw prints. Even if it's in the town, people spend tens of dollars to buy it. A watermelon is not very happy to have this kind of paw print.To put it bluntly, this watermelon is a defective product and can only be consumed by itself.

When the people in the yard ate the big watermelon until only the watermelon rind remained, Yaya Dabao and the others came back with the last batch of people who went up the mountain to pick watermelons today. As soon as they came back, they rushed to the warehouse where the watermelon was stored, and the people who greeted them, Just an empty corner.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"