When they were harvesting mushrooms, Li Weidong called Shen Xiaoyan over.

As for Zhang Bin, he has two apprentices, so he can handle it perfectly well.

Shen Xiaoyan is very experienced in doing business, and she is also very good at accounting.

When the farmers brought the mushrooms over, she deftly and skillfully used her abacus, clicking away with practiced ease.

Li Weidong teased, "Why do you insist on using an abacus instead of a calculator? What, are you showing off your skills?"

Shen Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him: "Calculators give me a headache. What's more convenient than an abacus?"

As he spoke, his fingers flew across the keyboard as he calculated another account and sent out the money.

The farmers who received the money were extremely excited and immediately started planning how to use it.

“My daughter always complained about wanting to go to school. Now that we have money, that girl should finally behave herself.”

"Wife, let's go to town and buy you a gold bracelet during the New Year!"

"This year, I won't sell the pig I slaughtered for the Lunar New Year. With money in hand, I can keep the whole pig for myself and eat it for more than half a year!"

"That's right! In previous years, after slaughtering the pig for the New Year, we could only keep some scraps for a treat. This year, we can finally eat meat to our hearts' content, all thanks to Weidong!"

The group chatted in small groups, chatting happily about their plans for the Lunar New Year.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Li Weidong felt happy.

He's happy when he makes money, but he's even happier when his fellow villagers make money.

Everyone is living a good life, that's wonderful!

During the mushroom harvest, the entire Peach Blossom Valley was enveloped in a joyous atmosphere.

Even the farmers who followed Hu Zi were very happy.

After all, although their prices were lower, the money still went straight into their pockets.

Moreover, it's infinitely better than farming.

Wherever the villagers went, they all praised Li Weidong.

Even when going to the market and running into an acquaintance from another village, they would say, "Hey, you know Li Weidong from our village, right?"

"This year, he led us all to grow mushrooms, and now the mushroom harvest is bountiful, and every household is making a lot of money!"

If someone doesn't know Li Weidong, and asks him a question, well, they'll be dragged along for a long chat before being released.

"This Wei Dong, he's a really good guy. Let me tell you, he's not only capable, he's also very generous. Before..."

The word spread far and wide, and people from all around knew that a living Bodhisattva had emerged from Peach Blossom Valley.

Many people got the idea and came to Taohuayu with their things, asking if they could grow mushrooms together next year.

This was a real hardship for Li Weidong.

People kept coming to the door all day long, and the threshold was worn down by all the footsteps.

That day, Li Weidong finally saw off a person from another village, and not wanting to stay any longer, he got on his motorcycle and sped away.

Zhao Xiulian asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to hide in the city for a few days."

Li Weidong turned his head and said, "Mom, if anyone comes looking for me again, just don't let them in. Just say I'm not home. Otherwise, this is going to drive me crazy!"

Before he could finish speaking, the motorcycle had already disappeared.

Zhao Xiulian was both amused and exasperated. Turning her head, she saw someone else had come to the door and immediately waved, "Looking for my Weidong? Come in and have a seat!"

With so many people coming to her door, she got annoyed.

But Li Weidong wasn't home, and Zhou Xiaoye and Li Xiaoli were studying, leaving her all alone at home, which was really boring.

The people who came to her door chatted, praising her in every word, whether indirectly or directly, saying how capable Li Weidong was. As a mother, she was overjoyed to hear this.

How could you possibly kick people out?

Li Weidong had no idea what his mother was planning.

He rode his motorcycle all the way to Xiaoyan Restaurant.

"Brother Weidong, you're here?"

Juanzi was busy with the accounts and didn't even look up: "My sister is upstairs!"

Li Weidong nodded and went upstairs.

It's almost the end of the year, and business owners are very busy.

Shen Xiaoyan was also busy with the accounts, sitting with her back to the door, carefully working on the abacus.

Li Weidong crept closer and pulled her into his arms.

"ah!"

Shen Xiaoyan was startled. When she realized it was him, she punched him in the chest and yelled, "Are you trying to die?!"

The words were a complaint, but the tone was incredibly alluring.

Li Weidong gripped her fist and laughed, "Would you be willing to let me die?"

"What do I have to be reluctant about?"

Shen Xiaoyan wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes full of seductive charm: "What you can't bear to part with is your little wife, right? Before, when you were arrested by the police, she was so eager to set fire to people's houses."

"If you really die, wouldn't she follow you in death?"

Thinking of Zhou Xiaoye's personality, Li Weidong couldn't help but smile wryly, and then said, "Alright, we've come all this way, do you really have to bring her up?"

He actually had mixed feelings about his relationship with Shen Xiaoyan.

On the one hand, he loves Zhou Xiaoye, and on the other hand, he is determined to marry her when she reaches the right age and take care of her for the rest of his life.

On the other hand, he couldn't refuse Shen Xiaoyan.

Even during his time in Hangzhou, Shen Xiaoyan's image had already taken root deep in his heart.

It's better not to think about it now; we can deal with the future later!

How intelligent was Shen Xiaoyan?

She immediately took the initiative to kiss him, and the two rolled onto the bed. Moments later, intimate breathing filled the air.

After a long time, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

Instead of lying down to rest, Shen Xiaoyan got up and took the account book.

"Zhang Bin called; he's already settled his accounts."

She flipped through the ledger and started calculating: "I did a rough calculation, and there are a total of one hundred households. The mushroom production of each household is roughly the same, around ten thousand catties."

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