"These are the seeds you saved from the sunflowers you planted last year."

Xu Qingzhi was startled. When he went to take a look, he saw a field of sunflowers with dozens of plants growing in the vegetable field.

But I don’t know if it’s because the seeds were not good, the sunflowers grew very small.

Just like this, they are not neatly scattered in the vegetable field, some with two or three plants next to each other, and some standing alone.

It's messy, but because there are dozens of plants, it looks good overall.

The melon seeds grown this time were fried by grandma and they have the original flavor.

At that time, Xu Qingzhi disliked original melon seeds and spiced melon seeds the most. He only liked to eat those with flavors, such as cantaloupe, walnut flavored, etc.

No one knew who ended up eating most of the melon seeds.

Many years later, Xu Qingzhi fell in love with original melon seeds for no apparent reason.

She feels that compared to those fancy flavors, the original flavor of melon seeds is more to her liking.

She began to miss the taste of the original melon seeds fried by her grandma.

Now I plan to plant a field of sunflowers for this reason and more.

She took advantage of the fact that no one was around and poured some diluted spiritual spring water onto the ground.

Xu Qingzhi came back from the back mountain, and her father had just come back from the fields. He was wearing overboots, and his trouser legs were inevitably stained with mud.

"By the way, Qingzhi, I think our loquats are bearing fruit, so we need to build a factory in the back hills."

Xu Qingzhi had this idea a long time ago.

Every time I have the vegetables delivered to my home and packed and delivered, it’s okay when the quantity is small, but it becomes tiring once the quantity increases.

It is imperative to build a factory in the back mountain.

Xu Qingzhi nodded and agreed: "Dad, we have to build one, even as a warehouse."

There is only a tool room in the back mountain, which is small enough for accommodation.

It can be done at any time, and no design is needed. A rectangular or square shape will do, with windows for ventilation, and several separate rooms can be separated inside.

There was no need to even draw a picture, Xu Qingzhi told her father about her needs.

Xu Fuqiang went to call the brick factory.

But it’s not in Taoshui Village, it’s in another village.

When Xu Qingzhi was in fifth and sixth grade, she had to live even further away from home. She was a regular student for one year and would always ride her bicycle past the brick factory.

It's okay at five or six in the morning, but if you pass by there after school in the afternoon, the smell in the space is pungent. Breathing it in is like choking on a puff of smoke, cutting your throat and lungs.

At that time, there was a popular news on the Internet that some people were abducted and sold to brick factories, where they worked illegally without pay and were locked up to make bricks without freedom.

For this reason, Xu Qingzhi always took a closer look every time he passed by the brick factory.

See if there are any prisoners there.

When I was young, my associative ability was really first-rate, and it was clearly something that came out of nowhere.

After the bricks were ready, Xu Fuqiang went to contact for river sand and cement, which were available in other towns farther away.

You don’t need to call a construction team to build a house. Just find a few veterans in the village who know how to build a house and it will be done.

Xu Qingzhi didn't care about this matter anymore and left it to her father.

She lay on the lounge chair, looking at the tender green buds on the persimmon tree. The crows were standing on the branches pecking their feathers to preen their image.

She took a deep breath of the fresh air and drank a sip of chrysanthemum tea.

The cell phone in my pocket rang.

She took it out and saw the note on the incoming call - potato.

"Boss, we have arrived at the entrance of Taoshui Village. Where should we drive next?"

Xu Qingzhi: "Add me on WeChat, I'll share my location with you, and you can drive over."

Mu Mingqian: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingzhi opened WeChat and her mother came out of the house.

"Who's coming?"

Xu Qingzhi raised his head and smiled, "Here comes the work." (End of this chapter)