Chapter 61 No, our CEO is very young
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you want a husband or not.]
[Record this sentence. I want this sentence to dominate Qiu Manman’s private messages.]
[Children speak without restraint.]
[Little friend, you are too late. This man already has a wife.]
[This little kid is pretty cute.]
Seeing that they were silent, the little girl changed her tone and turned to ask Si Zhuo.
"uncle--"
Si Zhuo was stunned: "???"
Special Assistant Feng: !!!!!!
No, our CEO is very young!!
Call Qiu Manman "sister" and call Si Zhuo "uncle".
This is really too much of a distinction.
Si Zhuo's breathing became heavier, and he tried his best to suppress the indifference in his voice, and corrected himself: "Call me brother."
“…”
Qiu Manman said: This is difficult to judge, never mind, let’s wish him success.
The fellow villager was quick to act. He ran to pick up his granddaughter and taught her happily, "Little Yunduo, call him brother."
Little Cloud said crisply: "Brother."
Si Zhuo's complexion looked much better.
Qiu Manman started driving the machine again, and her technique is gradually becoming more proficient, and is much better than before.
As long as it is something that Qiu Manman is interested in and it is not too complicated, she can get the hang of it quickly.
Now, the road has become a place where Qiu Manman operates the machine without having to walk on the ground, while they walk in front.
A fellow villager is teasing his granddaughter.
Si Zhuo walked forward without saying a word.
Special Assistant Feng hung up three calls and continued on his way.
Five minutes later, the three groups of No. 21 finally arrived.
The fellow villager walked in with ease and took out a candy from the table in the living room. "Little Cloud, have some candy and go play over there."
Qiu Manman parked the machine in the yard.
"Guests are coming!" A young couple came out of the living room.
The woman had fair skin and it was obvious that she had rarely been exposed to the sun.
The man had dark skin, and it was obvious that he had been working under the sun all year round.
They are husband and wife.
The man took out the fruits and candies that were prepared for the guests at home and said, "Eat some fruit first."
[I have a hunch that this man dotes on his wife.]
[I can see it all.]
[Hmm? How did you figure that out? Can you teach me?]
[It's very simple. If you observe, the wife is delicate and pretty, and you can see that she doesn't do any housework at home. The husband does all the farm work at home.]
[This family looks very happy.]
Si Chan's family is No. 11 in Group 4. They live with a couple in their sixties. There are many farm tools in the yard.
Chu Shengjie was not very happy to be with Si Chan, but there was no way he could change anyone.
The two of them are now in a state where they look down on each other, but they can only be tied together.
Si Chan could only reduce her conversations with Chu Shengjie.
The atmosphere among their group of guests was not that good.
Chu Shengjie: "Uncle, is there anything we can help you with?"
The couple smiled at each other and said, "Sit down and take a rest. Would you like to have some steamed buns later? It's a bit tiring to work the land."
I had guessed long ago that I would have to do farm work.
Si Chan felt relieved when she heard the work of dredging the ground.
Fortunately, it's not something very difficult or tiring to do. She will definitely expose her delicate side to her fans and the audience.
Chu Shengjie was cheered up, "Great, this is easy, I can do it."
[Chu Shengjie has been working out for so long, and it finally came in handy.]
[I've been here recently and it's the busy farming season. The director really knows how to choose a location.]
[Have you noticed that this village is far away from the town? There is even a section of the road that is winding and difficult to walk on.]
[The company invested in building a road.]
[I hope so!]
The fellow villager took out a big steamed bun. Chu Shengjie took one and ate it. It tasted very good, so he ate one after another.
Si Chan took a few bites and felt that the taste was just so-so, so she didn't want to eat any more.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, they went to work in the fields.
Liao Ling and Shi Zhishen, they are group 2, number 2, and are near the river in front.
Looking further ahead, there are fields and you can vaguely see people wearing straw hats working in them.
Shi Zhishen asked, "Master, what are you growing at home?"
"Nothing much, I just planted some eggplants, cucumbers, tomatoes, green beans, and some edamame."
Liao Ling's question was much more straightforward: "It sounds like there are a lot of types. It must be difficult to manage."
The master nodded naively, "It's OK, but I guess it will be hard for you to work."
[After watching the others, I feel that none of them are easy.]
[The directors chose people whose families don’t seem to have any strong young people?]
[That’s good. It’s a very righteous thing to help the grandparents who stay in their hometown and make a living from agriculture.]
[Time is getting late, it doesn’t matter if you are a little tired, it’s a positive energy thing.]
[Praying for you all to be well.]
[Be sure to take precautions, don't poison my electronic Hakimi.]
Both of them: “???”
"You need to spray my vegetables with pesticides to kill insects. It's just a few acres, not much."
Shi Zhishen, Liao Ling: I feel exhausted.
Su Qingyun and they went to the home of their fellow villager No. 7, Group 3.
No. 7’s fellow villager is an 80-year-old lady.
Su Maohuan looked at her neat and tidy home and asked, "Grandma, are there any other young people at home?"
"I have a daughter. She is out now to water the fields. Come in and sit down."
The old lady warmly invited Su Mao.
Su Mao showed his standard eight-tooth smile.
The old lady took the initiative to get a chair for him, and Su Qingyun next to her was ignored.
Su Qingyun stood there for a long time. She was always sensitive and must have noticed why she didn't have a bench.
[Smell something?]
[Preferring sons over daughters? ? ]
[Why are we treating Su Qingyun differently even though we are all guests?]
[Hiss, I’m a little afraid to speak.]
The old lady's daughter had returned and greeted them one by one. As she walked towards Su Qingyun, she hooked a small stool under her feet.
"Sit down."
Su Qingyun sat down, still in a bad mood.
I had a vague feeling that this time the farm work might not be that easy.
Su Qingyun didn't want to be so pessimistic, so he just thought about it casually and ignored it.
"Mom, the rows for planting corn have been dug. We'll get to it later."
The old lady's daughter spoke very coldly, and there was no warmth between the two of them.
Su Qingyun quietly asked Su Mao, looking nervous and uneasy, "Teacher Su, do you feel that..."
Su Mao nodded.
Even if the remaining half of the sentence was not spoken, he would understand it.
"Gurgle!" The sound of protest from his stomach was heard, and Su Mao blushed. "Sorry."
Grandma: "My dear child is hungry."
Su Qingyun: “!!”
Su Mao: “…”
The old lady’s daughter: “…………”
[When did I become your son?!]
[The old lady is quite good at taking advantage.]
[This is not just taking advantage.]
[There are no male children in their family? So?]
[Maybe that’s how people in the village call boys, and they understand and respect them.]
There were a lot of delicious food in his fellow villager's house, and Su Mao picked a few to eat.
As soon as Su Qingyun stretched out his hand, the old lady hit the back of his hand with chopsticks.
The old lady frowned and asked, "Did I tell you to eat it?"
[Ah, my damn intuition was right.]
[What did Su Qingyun do wrong? No, does this family know how to entertain guests?]
[It's partiality.]
[Any boy born here will be blessed (sarcastic version)]