There is a feeling of judging others by one's own mean character.

Wen Xiong has been in the business world for many years and has become accustomed to the idea of ​​profit first. He has also witnessed all kinds of deceitful tactics.

In order to destroy another boss's business, a boss might even climb over the wall in the middle of the night to sneak into another boss's factory and cause trouble.

So he deliberately raised the price to 10,000, thinking that the landlord would remember this kindness. In the future, even if someone offered a high price for essential oils, he could still sell himself two bottles to have a good sleep.

Mrs. Wen sighed and said, "We are narrow-minded. They don't want to make money from us at all."

"I'll call Lao Zhao and the others one by one. The landlords don't make money from us, so we should bring some business to them." Wen Xiong said, taking out his cell phone: "Lao Zhao, haven't you been suffering from insomnia like me for the past six months? I got a good thing recently, do you want to try it?" -Xu Qingzhi went to the back mountain to watch the plowing of the fields.

Originally, Xu Fuqiang wanted to spend money to rent a plow and plow the land himself. After all, it was he who turned over the land for the bayberry forest.

Wang Yanmei held him back and said, "Come on, don't be stingy with these few hundred dollars. You haven't driven that thing for several years. It's a little steeper up here, and it's different from the bayberry forest below."

In the end, he listened to the real 'head of the family' and spent five hundred dollars to hire someone to plow the land.

The Xu family owns quite a lot of land. The half of the back mountain facing the sun belongs to them. There are also several acres of land in front of the courtyard, several acres of land on the slope, as well as scattered land on other hilltops, plus several acres of paddy fields.

Grandpa’s paddy fields are no longer cultivated, and have been cultivated for the Xu family.

Taoshui Village has inconvenient transportation and there are no direct buses. The buses from the county seat to the village stop at the previous village, Daji Village. The market on the first, third, sixth and ninth days is also held in Daji Village.

Many of the older generation went to Daji Village, where life is convenient.

Grandma always recalled to her that life is prosperous now. Taoshui Village used to be all mountainous, poor, and inconvenient to get in and out, so no girls were willing to marry into it. It was only after the government built a highway that life became better.

This has also resulted in the villages from Taoshui Village onwards being mostly mountainous and small in number. In addition, most young people move to cities and have no desire to develop in the village, so more mountain fields are allocated to each person.

Most people in the village don't care much about the mountains. They plant tea oil trees all over the mountains and wait for the tea oil seed harvest season every year to pick the tea oil seeds.

The person invited to plow the fields this time was Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong is an expert at plowing the land in the village. He not only has a plow, but also a harvester at home. Whenever someone in the village has rice ripe, they basically ask him for help. The rice ripens in clusters, so people often have to wait in line.

In a short while, dozens of acres of land were almost plowed. Mechanized operation is fast.

Xu Zhong got off the plow and Wang Yanmei paid him his wages. Xu Fuqiang didn't smoke but he had a pack of cigarettes with him and handed the cigarette to the man.

Xu Qingzhi called out politely, "Uncle Zhong."

"Qingzhi girl, I heard that you came back to grow and sell vegetables?"

Xu Qingzhi smiled and nodded.

Xu Zhong had nothing to say to the young boy, he just talked casually and lit a cigarette when he was done.

Xu Qingzhi silently gave herself a shielding spell, she didn't like the smell of smoke very much.

"Fuqiang, what are you going to plant after you plow these dozens of acres of land?"

Xu Fuqiang said: "Just plant some fruit trees."

"It's July now, and it's hard to grow fruit trees. Hey, I heard you say before that the fruit vendors were only willing to buy your bayberries at a low price. There are so many people picking fruit in your bayberry forest, are you selling them all to the fruit vendors?"

"No, it was bought by a friend of Qingzhi."

In the village, most people like to ask a few questions and they don't have any bad intentions.

But necessary low-keyness is an essential guideline for living in the village. Being too high-profile will easily lead to accidents.

Xu Qingzhi had no interest in listening to her father and Uncle Zhong chatting. After she saw that the land was plowed, she went back.

When she came down the hill, she met a grandfather who was walking towards her carrying a fish on dry straw.

Wen Shanshan was faster than her. She had already taken the fish and threw it into the cement pool next to the yard.

Xu Dongru said anxiously: "Qingzhi, Grandpa wants to tell you something."

"What's wrong?"

"Hurry up and check the fields to see if there are any missing vegetables. The pumpkin farmers in Bajia Village only had two or three pumpkins ripe in their fields, but they were stolen last night."

Wen Shanshan frowned: "Someone actually steals pumpkins grown by others. How bad!"

Wang Yanmei also came back and heard the conversation and said, "There are bound to be a few thieves in the surrounding area. That pumpkin grower advertised everywhere that he grows high-quality and delicious pumpkins, so he was targeted by the bad guys."

Xu Dongru looked worried and anxious: "Yanmei, please check if there are any vegetables missing from our vegetable garden."

He had just heard some gossip from the old woman of the Wang family at someone else's house, and he immediately thought of the delicious vegetables grown by his good granddaughter, hoping that they would not be targeted by thieves. He picked up a fish and hurried over to report the news.

Xu Qingzhi took a walk around the vegetable garden today and had an idea: "It should be quite a bit."

Wang Yanmei was still worried, "No, I'll go and take a look myself."

Xu Qingzhi didn't stop her. If she didn't let her mother see it, her mother would probably be uneasy.

She also went to the fields to pick amaranth, Chinese cabbage, water spinach and some water plantain.

When I came back, I smuggled twenty eggs from the space, put them in a pearl cotton tray, put them in a plastic bag, and then put the vegetables in.

She took it out and placed it at Grandpa's feet. "Grandpa, you can take these vegetables back to eat later. I didn't pick too many for you. Vegetables will not be fresh if they are left for too long. They can only last for two or three meals."

"I don't want it. Take it inside quickly." The old man pushed the dish aside with a smug look on his face. "I go fishing every day and have fish to eat. And your great uncle sent me a piece of meat and tofu a few days ago, but I haven't eaten it yet."

Xu Qingzhi: "Then you can stay for dinner tonight. My mother cooks big meals every day now."

"I'm going back to eat. There are still some vegetables left from lunch. It would be a pity not to eat them." Xu Dongru said as he stood up and was about to leave. "I brought you the letter. I'm leaving now."

The old man refused to carry the dishes and walked very fast, not looking like an eighty-year-old man at all.

Xu Qingzhi carried the vegetables, rode on the tricycle, and drove over, her pace was faster than her grandfather's.

"Come on, I'll take you home." She honked the horn.

Xu Dongru put his hands behind his back and said, "No need."

"Hurry up, I'm coming."

Xu Dongru then got into the car. Out of sight of his granddaughter, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said helplessly, "Alas, I really can't beat you with my old bones."

Xu Qingzhi: "Hold it tight."

"Hold it tight."

Xu Qingzhi drove the tricycle and honked towards his grandfather's house.

(End of this chapter)