Wind back to the farm

"Okay." Ma Bingbing stood up and walked to the kitchen. She walked with a limp and was too thin.

Ma Hehe looked at his sister's back, clenched his fists, walked over, and said loudly to the ear of his grandma who was sitting on the single sofa and looked blankly at him, "Grandma, your eyes and ears will be fine, You'll see me and my sister again soon."

The old man stretched out his skinny hand to touch Ma Hehe's face, and nodded: "Hehe, I asked your parents to come over for dinner. It's time to go to work after eating."

Ma Hehe gave grandma a hug: "Okay."

Ma Bingbing came out with a plate, and there were a few apples on the plate: "Hehe, eat some apples and celebrate."

Ma Hehe took the plate and said: "Sister, you are really a lucky star, I have been brought out by you. Look at it, as long as we have been to Fenghui Farm once, we will definitely have us every time we give back to high-quality old customers. share."

Ma Bingbing smiled: "God opened his eyes, he knows you are the best younger brother, the best grandson, so let us be selected."

Ma Hehe thought for a moment: "Maybe it's Master Feng who saw me being gloated by so many people, and his heart softened and his eyes were opened."

Ma Bingbing smiled: "This is also possible."

Ma Hehe somehow saw the desk calendar on the corner table, and sat beside his sister in frustration: "Is it Laba today? In other words, we still have half a month before we can go back to the farm?"

Ma Bingbing picked up an apple and a fruit knife, and asked him to help grandma peel the skin: "Because of my temper, I have suffered a lot, why don't you change it? A year is over without any hope, and half a month is left? "

Ma Hehe muttered: "I want you and grandma to be treated by Dr. Xiao sooner."

Ma Bingbing touched his left leg, smiled and said, "I'm used to it, and I don't feel it usually. I think we don't need to think about treatment, just enjoy the beautiful scenery of Fenghui Farm."

Ma Hehe said: "That won't work, I must cure you and grandma, so that grandma can see you and me again, let you live proudly, and piss off that heartless bastard."

Ma Bingbing touched his left leg and shook his head invisibly.

She understood her brother's intentions, but she didn't think her legs and body could be healed.

The capital, Lijing Community.

Holding a teacup in his hand, Ji Yang leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching several sparrows jumping about on the dry lawn.

Assistant Xiao Luo glanced at him uneasily, turned his gaze back to the floor in front of his feet, and continued: "Uncle Qiu said, this is an opportunity he found for you after a lot of trouble. If you still...then, cough ... Hey, he really can't help you, he said, um, that Mr. Gui is actually a nice person, he said that Mr. Gui's blah blah... eh, um, it's actually a rumor. Discredit Mr. Gui."

Ji Yang didn't look back, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Mr. Gui has nothing to do with me, just tell Uncle Qiu, if he can't help, he doesn't need to help, my contract expires in half a month, and the company will automatically terminate the contract, he The company originally assigned me, and if I don’t renew the contract, he can go back now.”

His voice was rough and hoarse, as if it was stuck in his throat, which made people feel chest tightness and wanted to cough a few times to clear his throat.

Xiao Luo is a little anxious; "Your voice is like this, you may not be able to sing in the future, even if you are acting, you will not be able to act in big productions. Now big productions are all synchronized radio, even after dubbing, it is the voice of the actor himself.

You should meet Mr. Gui and release the songs you have written. In this way, at least you can get a sum of money, and your future life will be more secure. "

Ji Yang said: "I am not satisfied with those few songs, how could they be put on the market."

Ronaldinho said: "I wish Shaohua's few songs are such rubbish, and they are all on the charts. The surname Gui is really strong in this aspect."

Ji Yang took another sip of tea, turned around and looked at Xiao Luo with a smile: "You also think those things about Mr. Gui are rumors?"

Xiao Luo said a little dejectedly: "I just think that you are not a slobbering star like Gao Tiange and Zhu Shaohua. With your achievements and status, Mr. Gui must not dare to do anything to you?"

"Cough, cough..." Ji Yang coughed a few times, and Xiao Luo ran over to take the cup and help him refill his tea.

Ji Yang took several sips of hot tea before saying, "Luo Er, is your 'sure', is it 'sure'?"

Ronaldinho puffed up his cheeks and stopped talking.

Ji Yang smiled: "Go, go find Uncle Qiu, and you can get off work directly after you finish talking."

"What do you have for dinner?" Ronaldinho walked to the door, stopped and asked again.

Ji Yang said: "Don't worry about it, I invited some friends to have dinner together."

Ronaldinho said: "You choose a good place and don't be followed by fans. It's best not to let fans know your voice."

If the fans know that his voice is ruined, then it's over. Even if Ji Yang is a first-class singer in both works and image, even if he knows the reason why Ji Yang's voice is ruined, it's useless.

Fans are the most affectionate and ruthless creatures. They can die for idols, live for idols, and turn around overnight. They don’t even need a reason to abandon their idols for another idol.

Ji Yang waved his hand to show that he knew.

Ronaldinho took the door and left.

Ji Yang turned out of the window again. There was a strong wind just now, and the sparrows disappeared. He silently stared at the withered and desolate lawn for a while, and suddenly shook his head with a wry smile: It’s just that he can’t sing anymore. There’s no need to touch everything like this. The scene is sad.

"Woooooooooooo..." Youyuan's flute sounded.

Ji Yang went to sit on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on the video call: "Dark clouds?"

Wu Yunna, Huaxia's biggest female singer in recent years, is currently wrapped in a dark down jacket, her hair is messed up by the wind, she can't see the appearance of a celebrity on the screen, she asked anxiously: "Are you at home? "

Ji Yang said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Wu Yunna raised her hand and shook a delicate little basket: "I am a fan, a rich second generation. She just came back from Fenghui Farm the day before yesterday and gave me some fruits from Fenghui Farm, two apples. Two pears, five hawthorns, you wait, I'll send them to you."

"Wu Yun," a sincere smile appeared on Ji Yang's face, "I know you want me to cure my throat quickly, but I also know that as long as the fruits of Fenghui Farm can be bought at that time, no one will sell them afterwards, let alone Impossible to give away. Even if you are her favorite idol."

Fans love idols and will give a lot to them, but no fan loves idols more than they love themselves, so most of what they pay is things that they have too much to put, such as enthusiasm, such as screaming.

The fruit of Fenghui Farm is definitely not on the fan's pay list.

Wu Yunna was stunned for a while, scratching her cheek: "Okay, I admit, I bought it at a high price and used three limited-edition bags."

Ji Yang said: "Your throat also needs maintenance, save a little, so much, enough for you to make tea for a month after eating."

Wu Yunna was in a hurry: "I have a good voice, take care of yourself, just wait, I'll send it to you right away."

The smile on Ji Yang's face deepened: "Wait a minute, I'll show you a screenshot of the computer page."

He got up and went to the study.

1 minute later.

"Ah——" Wu Yunna's high-pitched and clear soprano sounded through Ji's villa, "You, you, you, you have passed the inspection, and you are the lucky one for the self-guided tour back to the farm?"

Ji Yang nodded: "The family members are my parents. I used to write songs in retreat, or hold concerts all over the world. I ignored them. This year, I want to understand a lot of things, and I will spend more time on them in the future. accompany them.

Wu Yun, when I come back, I will send you ten catties of fruit that Feng returned to the farm. "

Wu Yunna jumped up: "No, I won't wait, I'm going to rub some of your luck and try to get a quota for self-guided travel."

Ji Yang said: "Lin Tianci will come to play later, you should rub him."

Wu Yunna blushed, but her mouth was firm: "Whoever wants to rub him, you idiot."

Ji Yang chuckled, and used his fingers to trace the base map of the official website of Fenghui Farm on the computer: Can I get a new life here?

Qinghe County Government Office Building.

Lintu county magistrate Erlang leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, staring at the form on the computer and rubbing his chin. The column for the number of accompanying family members was only about the size of a fingernail, and it was still empty. He seemed to be unable to read enough. minute.

Although he knew that his luck has not been very good in matters related to Fenghui Farm, he still decided to give it a try. As a parent official in a place with a population of more than 20, it is of course impossible for him to go home to the capital during the Spring Festival holiday. My parents discussed and invited them to come to Qinghe, and my mother, a professor of law at Capital University, asked, "Can you go to Fenghui Farm?"

"Probably not," he said.

Mom turned face to face and flipped the book: "Your dad and I made an appointment with friends during the Spring Festival to learn aerobics together."

Lin Tu rubbed his chin and rubbed his face: It would be a pity to waste two places if he was chosen by luck. Moreover, this matter seems to be of value.

He picked up the phone again and sent a voice message to his mother: "Professor Lin, if I say that I invite you here to let you see your future daughter-in-law, do you always have time to come?"

Both his parents' surnames were Lin, so there was nothing wrong with this text message.

County Magistrate Lin was glad that he finished his surname, and dialed another number: "Sister."

A familiar female voice came from the opposite side, it was Qi Minzhi: "Lin Tu, what's the matter?"

County Magistrate Lin tried his best to speak in a calm and natural way: "My parents are coming in a few days to urge the marriage, can senior sister help me?"

Qi Minzhi: "You don't want me to pretend to be your girlfriend, do you?"

Lin Tu smiled: "Of course not, I was trying to use you to pretend to be my girlfriend, and finally made the fake come true."

After chasing him for 12 years, Lin Tu has already developed his face in front of Qi Minzhi.

……

A few minutes later, County Magistrate Lintu added another message: Mom and Dad, your daughter-in-law's family is from Fenghui Farm, if you are willing to come over...

My mother replied in seconds: I will ask your father for leave right now.

The land of nine boats, Yuji Mountain.

Hundreds of people stood in the small square, waiting excitedly and apprehensively. They were all Chaos Gods who could transform into perfect humans.

Jie and Lulu are also among them.

Lulu looked at Jie excitedly and nervously and said, "What kind of human family do you want to go to?"

"People with babies." Jie said, "God Zhongshan looks so cute now, but we can't meet them. When I get to people with babies, I can hug them casually."

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The author has something to say:

My back hurts so much that I can't sit still, so I can only be short.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 at noon;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Heyi; 1 bottle of Ziyou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!