"You're not going back?"
Shen Ling looked at Song Beiwang, feeling a little disappointed. She was indeed a little uncomfortable with the fact that the person who had always been following behind her had other ideas one day.
Then he asked, “Why?”
Why stay in this backward mountain village?
Why not just continue to follow yourself?
The two went to the countryside together and stayed in Lushan Village for five years. Now the policy of going to the countryside has stopped, and all the educated youth can choose to return to the city or stay in the countryside, because the policy in the countryside this year is to distribute land to people with rural household registration. Today, the Dongfeng No. 3 seeds can produce a wheat harvest of up to 1,000 kilograms per acre.
Now that the country has the ability to export grain abroad, it can be seen that farming in the countryside is a safe way to make money.
But Shen Ling looked down on it.
She used to be a county lady, and now she is the daughter of a factory director. Her life is destined to allow her to reach the destination of others without much effort.
Song Beiwang also knew this.
The first time he saw Shen Ling on the small street of Tianshui Lane, he was attracted by this smart girl. Even though Shen Ling's personality was different from what she showed at first sight, he still liked her very much.
But he couldn't give Shen Ling the life she wanted.
He is no longer the second brother, nor is he Jiang Baizhou's brother-in-law. He can no longer do the small reselling business as before.
It's time to break away from my elder sister and second brother and work hard for my future life.
"Why? Maybe I don't want to rely on my eldest sister and second brother for support as they get older. I'm not gifted in studying, but I'm pretty smart. I want to contract the hills and fields here in Lushan Village to grow the fruit trees and crops my eldest sister has just developed. I want to become the largest fruit supplier."
It can be regarded as fulfilling the promise I made with my elder sister when I was young.
Shen Ling was speechless. It was good that she wanted Song Beiwang to continue to follow her, but she couldn't stop people from doing what they wanted to do!
"That's fine, but I'm going back."
"When you develop the orchard, you must invite me to visit."
Facing Shen Ling's reluctance, Song Beiwang smiled.
"What are you laughing at?"
"No, I just hope that I will invite you and only you to come."
"Haha, you're cursing me for not having a partner. Fine. If I come to play and find out you have a partner, I'll go back straight away."
"Agreement?"
"It's a promise!"
With an agreement, Song Beiwang watched Chen Ling leave Lushan Village and take a car back to where she should go.
In Lushan Village, because of his long-term good relationship with the old village chief and the team leader, Song Beiwang had money and connections. In addition to being allocated a few acres of land, the remaining two hills were contracted to Song Beiwang at the lowest price.
Everyone in the village said that Song Beiwang had a lot of money but nowhere to spend it.
Especially those from the Song family's main branch.
In their opinion, instead of contracting the mountain, it would be better to use Song Beiwang's money to support his uncle's family.
In the past few years, Old Man Song and Old Lady Song grew old and passed away one after another due to health reasons. Song Demin and Zhao Qiuqin attended both funerals.
They took the money and did the job. Even though they were not in Lushan Village all year round, their reputation was getting better and better every year. Everyone hoped that a rich and capable person was a kind and good person, so that when they were in trouble, they could ask for help!
On the contrary, the family of Song Quanqing and Wei Meihua had an even worse reputation. There were even rumors that the two old people died so quickly because Song Quanqing and Wei Meihua were unfilial.
The mountain was contracted with a total of thirty years of usage rights. Not long after, help came from the eldest sister.
Several large trucks were parked at the entrance of Lushan Village.
This caused surprise among the common people.
"I've never seen such a big car before."
“Has our country developed to this point?”
"I want to be a driver when I grow up."
“…”
Compared to those who were gossiping, Song Beiwang and several strong men from the village he hired moved the fruit tree seedlings off the truck. Although they were called seedlings, they were one and a half meters tall, and there were large clumps of soil at the roots, so it was quite difficult to move them.
After moving here, they have to be transplanted to the mountain.
Following the method taught by his elder sister, Song Beiwang and a dozen people worked hard for half a month before they planted all the fruit trees.
After the planting was completed, the dozen or so people who worked there were not fired. They were still paid every month and asked to take good care of the fruit trees on the mountain.
By September of the following year, the fruit trees that had grown for a year had grown a lot taller, and the crisp, delicious and sweet winter dates had also grown a lot. Song Beiwang took people to pick them. The first batch of fresh winter dates were put on the market and were sold out directly. At this time, people already had considerable purchasing power.
This year, Song Beiwang contracted another ten acres of land, all of which he used to build sheds to grow strawberries and grapes.
By the third year, winter jujubes were sold in even larger quantities than the previous year to places further away than Songshan County, and both fruits were sold out during the season.
In the fourth year, Song Beiwang's business had grown to a small scale, and he contracted two more hills and dozens of acres of land.
In the fifth year, he invited Shen Ling.
When the pear blossoms are in full bloom.
Shen Ling, who is already a famous contemporary painter, was shocked when he looked at the world of white pear blossoms all over the mountain.
"Why didn't you call me here earlier? These pear blossoms are so beautiful!"
Song Beiwang has been going up and down the mountain frequently these years. His skin has become as dark as it can be. He looks much more calm and composed. He said, "We planted it two years ago. Last year's crops were scattered and not as beautiful as this year's."
"I want to stay here for a few more days." Shen Ling wanted to paint a few more paintings here.
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