After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"Then I'll go and see what your house looks like, Brother Qu."

Seeing that thick-skinned Fu Ze got into the car, Ning Rufan also put away his bitter face, his eyes rolled and he got an idea.

Anyway, grandpa just said that tomorrow he will go back to old guys together, so it would be good for him to go and see that guy Fu Ze first.

As for tomorrow's work, it's okay to push it off!

Thinking about it this way, Ning Rufan almost didn't give Qu Zhong a chance to speak, just said: "You wait for me." Then he turned and ran to the other side.

What are you waiting for?Qu Zhong was puzzled.

"You still said that your room is empty, but I think it will be full this time." Luo Han held back a smile, looking like he was watching a good show.

"These old men will be served by you at that time."

He smiled provocatively at Luo Han, and Qu Zhong patted him on the shoulder earnestly: "I don't think these old men are ordinary people."

"It's all your fault." Luo Han punched Qu Zhong twice with some dissatisfaction, and quickly mourned his passing away.

After waiting for a long time, Fu Ze became a little impatient, and it was Ning Rufan who came late.

"Let's go!" After speaking, Ning Rufan got into the back seat of Qu Zhong's car with a bag.

There was also a voice in the car urging Fu Ze to move to the side.

Qu Zhong turned his head and looked at Luo Han suspiciously: "Didn't they smell the chicken feces on the car?"

"Did you smell it on the way here?" Luo Han asked back.

It was only then that Qu Zhong remembered that the chickens he raised were not ordinary chickens, the chicken feces had no smell at all, and even had a faint medicinal smell.

Coupled with the blankets that were previously spread on the back seat of the car, the two people in the car didn't feel it at all.

"We have gotten into a lot of trouble." Luo Han sighed, and walked into the car resignedly.

On the contrary, Qu Zhong smiled, and whispered to Luo Han: "We just need people for packing, no, free labor is here."

This time, Luo Han finally became happy again.

Qu Zhong was still holding a few meeting gifts from the old man in his arms, and he didn't even look at them. He started the car so casually, and finally set foot on the way home.

***

"What? You said we're going to stay up tonight?"

Fu Ze felt like he had been hit by a bolt from the blue, and he could only stare dumbfounded at a roomful of fruits, vegetables and cardboard boxes in front of him.

They drove for nine hours and arrived at Shaoming Village before dawn.

But before he could even see Qu Zhong's house clearly, he was told to pack and paste the express delivery.

This year Ning Rufan was also chasing Qu Zhong's video, but at this moment he could only ask: "So this is the prize for your lottery?"

Nodding helplessly, Qu Zhong rolled up his sleeves and sat down: "Yes, I smoked too much without paying attention."

Neither he nor Luo Han had much experience. Usually, hundreds and thousands are just numbers. When the two were discussing, they even thought about drawing thousands of people.

Although only more than 300 people were drawn in the end, it seems to be a huge project now.

Ning Rufan, who was still carrying the bag in his hand, had no choice but to toss the bag casually, and asked again: "Then let me change my clothes, these trousers are not easy to sit on."

"Go upstairs and change it." Qu Zhong pointed to the stairs, and then looked at Fu Ze: "I think you might want to wash your hair."

"Shampoo?" Fu Ze looked at Qu Zhong suspiciously, not understanding why he said this to himself.

"Hahaha." Luo Han clutched his stomach and laughed and leaned against the door frame: "You have chicken shit on your head!"

When Fu Ze was lying in the back seat of the car just now, they thought they would definitely be hit, but it was dark at that time, so no one paid attention.

But when they entered the room, he and Qu Zhong saw the chicken feces on Fu Ze's hair at a glance.

"What? Chicken shit?" He couldn't believe his ears, and Fu Ze subconsciously touched the back of his head with his left hand.

And then the slimy touch reminded him all the time that there was really something in his hair.

Resisting the urge to jump violently, Fu Ze looked at the open palm in front of him, and couldn't help swearing.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha, chicken shit." Ning Rufan laughed gleefully and patted his thigh without any image.

It wasn't until Qu Zhong looked at him with pity that he subconsciously pointed to himself: "Could it be that I..."

"It's on your pants, too."

At that time, before Qu Zhong had finished speaking, the two got into the car, and their nerves were still slow, so they just fell asleep all the way and didn't notice it at all.

"Hahaha, my God, hahaha."

This time, Fu Ze started laughing out loud, and seeing each other's miserable appearance, the two felt that their moods improved a lot.

"Go up and change clothes and take a shower, there are many things to do."

Luo Han laughed so hard that his face turned red. Seeing that the two were just making fun of each other, he quickly interrupted them.

The two went downstairs after taking a shower, and the only sound left in the living room of the house was the sound of tearing tape.

As the sky gradually dawned, Qu Guifen and his wife, who had eaten, also came to join the team.

There was not enough room in the house, so everyone put the things in the yard again.

After everything was packed, the staff of the courier station drove the truck to pick up the packages, and Qu Zhong was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The efficiency of express delivery in this world is extremely high, and Qu Zhong's package was only delivered at noon.

Many fans in the neighboring cities had already received their packages in the afternoon.

At that time, Qu Zhongqiang was still working hard to cook for the old men.

South City.

Liu Fang just got off work from the hospital, and today the patient's family's nonsense made her feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Just as he dragged his exhausted body to the sentry box of the family courtyard, the old security guard Lu stuck his head out from the security booth: "Doctor Liu, your daughter has a package!"

Although she was very upset, Liu Fang forced a smile, took the package and said, "Thank you."

The package was not small, and Liu Fang struggled to hold it. She couldn't help complaining about her daughter's random shopping.

My daughter, Zhao Yang, is a program engineer with an introverted personality. She only knows to type on the computer every day and rarely communicates with her family.

There are often a lot of couriers at home, and she rarely goes out except for work. These couriers are picked up by Liu Fang and her husband Lao Zhao.

There was still a long distance between the sentry box and the building where I lived. I don't know what was in the package. Liu Fang walked for a few minutes and finally couldn't hold back and threw the package on the ground.

The anger in her heart erupted instantly, and she kicked the package vigorously with her eyes wide open.

"Buy, buy, buy, you know what to buy every day."

"Are you being angry again in the hospital today?" Lao Zhao just parked the car, and was walking from the side of the car shaking his hands.

Liu Fang snorted angrily, and walked forward quickly with her bag in hand.

She knew that what happened in the hospital today was just a joke, and the real reason was that she had reached menopause, so she couldn't control her temper.

The old Liu Chang sighed behind him, and picked up the cardboard box resignedly.

Even when he picked up the carton for the first time, he was taken aback by the weight, not knowing what was inside.

I opened the door with a key, and my daughter Zhao Yang was indeed working at home, and the only sound in the room was the crackling of keyboards.

"Your courier has arrived, don't come and pick it up!"

Out of anger, Liu Fang's mood had already calmed down at the moment, and she was talking to her daughter while changing her shoes.

Zhao Yang got up in a daze, and said to himself in doubt: "I haven't bought anything these two days."

Now it's the end of the month, when she is the poorest, and she never does online shopping at the end of the month.

But it wasn't until she saw Lao Zhao's box next to the shoe cabinet that she couldn't help jumping up a few times in surprise. This was the arrival of the lottery gift from Qu Zhong.

Old Zhao, who was changing shoes, couldn't help but also laughed: "This girl is so happy about what she bought."

After struggling to drag the suitcase to the tea table, Zhao Yang shouted at the top of his voice, "Parents, come and see."

Old Zhao sat down on the sofa curiously, watching his daughter start to unpack the package.

After changing her clothes, Liu Fang said that she was not interested, but she still walked towards the sofa unconsciously.

As Zhao Yang opened the box, the contents inside were exposed.

"Carrot?" As Zhao Yang took out all the dishes, Liu Fang's expression became more and more weird: "Mushroom, eggplant?"

As the last tightly wrapped package was opened, several people recognized it at a glance: "Asparagus?"

The asparagus was not emerald green, but dark green, and it was broken a lot.

Zhao Yang picked up the broken asparagus distressedly, and kept muttering, "I'm going to complain about violent delivery."

"Ahem, who sent this to you?" Liu Fang interrupted Zhao Yang's muttering, and immediately asked about other things.

The asparagus was broken, and the fragrant smell quickly spread all over the box, even the radish was stained a lot.

While sniffing the scent, Zhao Yang smiled triumphantly: "I smoked this in Qu Zhong's live broadcast room!"

She saw Luo Han eating these raw vegetables with gusto in the video, and she wanted to try them a long time ago.

With such an opportunity this time, she also used some tricks in the backstage of the lottery draw to get so many prizes.

"Mom, let's try this radish."

Seeing the green and white tender radish at the bottom, Zhao Yang immediately remembered Luo Han's use of radish as a fruit.

Turned around and went to the kitchen to wash the mud casually, peeled it into three pieces, and then went to the living room with a plate.

"This radish is too delicious."

The unique crunchiness and sweetness of radishes seemed to be magnified dozens of times, and Zhao Yang followed Luo Han's example and began to gnaw.

She still vaguely remembered that Luo Han said that this radish also has the effect of helping defecation and digestion.

"This radish is really good."

Old Zhao also gnawed quickly, and was distracted to study the difference between this radish and ordinary radishes.

"Your friend named Qu Zhong is still quite powerful."

Liu Fang felt that the radish was much sweeter than the apple she ate yesterday.

"Qu Zhong is amazing."

Without correcting Liu Fang's misunderstanding, Zhao Yang patted his chest proudly, looking proud.

"Then let's eat eggplant with minced meat for dinner."

After praising Zhao Yang, Liu Fang turned around and arranged today's menu with Lao Zhao, and she looked forward to the remaining dishes again.

Not long after, a burst of fragrance wafted from Zhao's kitchen. Zhao Yang would never let this opportunity go, and quickly sold Qu Zhonglai to his mother.

So today Zhao's dinner was eaten in the living room.

Because their family happened to be eating while watching "Qu Zhong Farming" cast by Zhao Yang on TV.

The three of them watched how the eggplant in their mouths grew up step by step, and they all felt that the eggplant was much more delicious.

As soon as the meal was finished, Liu Fang, who ate too much, could only follow Old Zhao downstairs for a walk.

When the neighbor walking towards her asked her intentionally or unintentionally what delicious food she had made, she also vaguely explained it with a smile.

And Zhao Yang at home couldn't hold back for a long time, and uploaded all the photos he took in the afternoon to Weibo.

Then she searched on Weibo just like this, and she saw a lot of her, all posting the things she received.

For a while, the name Qu Zhong quickly occupied the headlines of Weibo.