Chapter 146 You Want to Eat Farts
Zhang Junxiang secretly filmed the video and then happily posted it to the group chat.
This group only has seven or eight people, all of whom are old men of their age.
Old Zhang: [Old Fu, your son deceived a young girl, he's shameless.]
Old Fu: [Is your pride more important than your wife? You single dog, shut up.]
Old Qiao: [Shameless +1, Zhang Junxiang, what are you doing in Changqing Village?]
Old Lin: [His precious little brother is going to die.]
Old Zhang: [@Old Fu, I remember you still have a small amount of Da Hong Pao tea from the mother tree. Buy me some.]
Old Fu: [You're dreaming.]
Old Joe: [@Old Fu, I don't want Da Hong Pao tea, do you have any peaches?]
Old Fu: [You're dreaming.]
Old Lin: [@Old Fu, my wife is asking me where you got these peaches, they're so delicious, give me another 300 jin!]
Old Fu: [You'd rather eat farts.]
Zhang Junxiang was taken aback.
Old Zhang: [What peaches?]
Old Joe: [Yan Sui's peaches are priceless, hurry!]
If it weren't for Old Master Fu's repeated orders forbidding them from going to Changqing Village to disturb his son and Yan Sui's relationship, they would have gone there to pick peaches long ago.
Zhang Junxiang stroked his mustache, looking thoughtfully at Yan Sui.
I thought to myself, how delicious can a peach be?
This girl just made a bet with him about peaches. If he won, all the peaches on this mountain would be his. Did he get arrogant?
Over here, Fu Yansheng has already planted the tea trees and watered them.
Yan Sui reached out and patted the ground twice, scattering withered leaves everywhere. It seemed that the tea tree was indeed dying.
She calmly withdrew her hand, acting as if nothing had happened.
When she turned around, she was met with the old man's death stare.
Yan Sui touched her nose guiltily and said in a serious but nonsensical tone, "To be put in a desperate situation and then to survive is a good omen."
Zhang Junxiang scoffed, "As for the peaches, I have to taste them first to know if this bet is worth it."
Given his generosity, I'd give him the whole orchard, let alone just the peaches.
"Grandpa Zhang, I'll take you up the mountain to pick peaches now. You can eat as many as you like!"
Zhang Junxiang glanced at her sideways, thinking to himself that this girl's face changed really quickly.
He was sure she had been thinking to herself that he was an impolite old man.
"Come on, let me see what's so special about your orchard."
It's something those old guys in the group have been thinking about.
This time, Yan Sui didn't ride a tricycle; instead, she led him uphill.
“Our village has a very nice environment. There is a large lotus pond further in. Living here for a long time can prolong life. It is an excellent place to retire and settle down.”
Zhang Junxiang's words went in one ear and out the other; he was young, but his tone was quite arrogant.
As soon as he reached the edge of the orchard, he smelled a refreshing peach fragrance.
He couldn't help but stiffen. "What is this smell?"
Yan Sui: "The taste of peaches! You've never had peaches before?"
Zhang Junxiang rolled his eyes at her, trying to sound mysterious. Could a peach really smell that good?
He really refused to believe in superstition.
The peaches on the outer edge weren't ripe yet, so Yan Sui led him further in.
The further you go in, the stronger the peach aroma becomes.
Zhang Junxiang perked up. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely have suspected that Yan Sui had sprayed perfume in the orchard.
"Grandpa Zhang, pick as many peaches as you like, there are plenty!"
Compared to the shares he gave me, these peaches are nothing.
Zhang Junxiang swallowed hard, feigning composure: "It's just a peach, I think it's nothing special."
He picked one casually, without any hesitation, wiped it off, and put it in his mouth.
He took a bite, and his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
It was gone in no time, and then it picked a second one.
While eating, he recorded a video, muttering, "It's just average, edible enough."
Posting the video in the group chat successfully drew everyone's scorn and condemnation.
Old Fu: [You should just spit it out!]
Old Joe: [Stop acting like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit!]
Old Lin: [Old Fu kicked him out of the group; he gets angry just seeing me!]
Old Zhang: [Hmph, jealousy has turned you all unrecognizable.]
Zhang Junxiang ate three huge peaches in a row.
Yan Sui turned her head and whispered to Fu Yansheng, "If he chokes to death, will I have to pay compensation?"
Fu Yansheng: "..."
Zhang Junxiang glared at her angrily, his eyebrows furrowed.
"I heard you!"
He'd only eaten three; if Yan Sui hadn't been watching him, he could have stayed here until evening.
Because of this peach, Zhang Junxiang decided to stay in Changqing Village for a few more days.
Yan Sui invited him to stay at her home, but he declined.
I like peace and quiet.
Pei Siyun then said, "Then come to my place, there are still empty rooms."
Zhang Junxiang waved his hand, saying it was inconvenient.
He ultimately chose to trouble Xu Mocun.
"Anyway, I'll only be staying for a few days, and I'll be leaving soon."
Pei Siyun was not surprised; Zhang Junxiang was just an oddball who didn't like a stable life.
He is rich and owns houses all over the world, yet he has no fixed abode.
He preferred wandering to settling down.
"What about his precious tea tree? He wouldn't have brought it with him, would he?" Yan Sui asked curiously.
Pei Siyun smiled and shook his head, "He spends the most time in Yancheng throughout the year, just because of these tea trees."
Yan Sui suddenly realized that Zhang Junxiang really treasured these tea trees.
Knowing that he wouldn't stay in Changqing Village for long, Yan Sui returned to the vegetable garden, looked at the fallen tea leaves scattered on the ground, and patted its branches with a smile.
Pei Siyun was right; the nutrients and water couldn't be delivered, and it was about to die.
She had to find a glimmer of hope in the dying tea tree and repair its wounds.
A vibrant spiritual energy enveloped its roots, precisely locking in the remaining greenery and seeping in.
This tea tree, which had lost all its withered leaves and was now bare, was visibly revitalized.
With the blessing of spiritual power, the burns caused by the fire continued to heal and peel off, just like tender skin growing back after a scab forms.
Yan Sui stopped there, then took out her tools to prune the branches, cutting off all the completely dead branches.
Tomorrow, it will sprout new buds again, just like welcoming spring.
She picked some vegetables along the way and delivered them to each of the villagers who had settled there.
Finally, they arrived at Peng Xiufang's side.
After she and Yan Zhendong finalized their divorce, Zhao Chunrong moved back to Yan Liang's house.
Now, she lives alone in the huge house.
Once she receives the 300,000 yuan compensation, she plans to renovate the house and turn it into a bed and breakfast.
Yan Sui handed over the fresh fruits, saying, "These cucumbers will get too old if we don't eat them soon, Auntie, please help me out."
Peng Xiufang accepted it with a smile, but when she caught sight of Zhao Chunrong, her smile faded slightly.
"Yan Sui, I won't keep you any longer. You should go back now."
As she spoke, she tried to close the door.
Zhao Chunrong quickly stepped forward and braced herself against the door.
"We're not even divorced yet, and you're already turning your back on me?"
Peng Xiufang kept a cold face and didn't seem to want to talk to her.
Zhao Chunrong, however, proudly raised his head, looking particularly smug.
"Zhendong and Feng Mei are getting married and plan to hold a wedding banquet in the city. Feng Mei is a very generous girl, and she specifically asked me to come and invite you. Don't be ungrateful."
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