For this kind of short trip, it doesn’t really matter where you go or what you do. What’s important is the atmosphere. It’s very lively if you can chat and laugh along the way.
Wang Jun arranged a minibus that could accommodate everyone. After everyone arrived, the Dad tour group officially set off.
Wen Ying was arranged to sit next to Wen Dongrong. The father and daughter went out together, which was a blank area in Wen Ying's memory.
What are you doing?
We were supposed to go check out the Deng family's situation, but now it feels more like we're filming the variety show "Where Are We Going, Dad?"
Wen Ying felt a little uncomfortable.
Wen Dongrong was naturally not used to it, so he gritted his teeth and made small talk, "Why did you suddenly remember to go to your uncle's fish pond?"
"Do social practice and accumulate writing materials at the same time."
Wen Ying's answer made Wen Dongrong frown.
What's the point of going to the countryside to accumulate materials, or to listen to gossips from the aunts and uncles?
Compared to Wen Ying, Wen Dongrong needs to accumulate such materials more.
Wen Dongrong had already accepted one of his articles for Zhiyin, but he had no idea what to write for his second one. He had just written "The Top Scholar from a Poor Family," so he definitely couldn't write on the same subject. He heard that Deng Shangwei was going to take Wen Ying and the others back to the countryside, so he signed up to relax and relax.
Well, that's it.
It was definitely not because he heard that Qin Xianming and the other two were going, and he felt that other people’s children were accompanied by their fathers, and if he didn’t go, Heixinmian would look pitiful and like no one cared about him!
On the other side, Wang Shuang, who was sitting next to Li Mengjiao, was very unhappy and was whispering to Li Mengjiao: "Why did you go to Uncle Deng's fish pond and I didn't know? If my dad hadn't gone out today and asked me why I hadn't packed yet, I wouldn't have known about it!"
Wang Shuang's heart was colder than the winter wind outside the car window.
Just because I went to Shanghai to study for half a year, I was excluded?
Qin Jiao has been in Beijing for a year and a half, so she won’t be left out of this kind of trip!
Li Mengjiao said without a trace of guilt, "It's normal that you don't know. We had things to do and didn't plan to bring you along. Uncle Deng brought my dad and the others, and you came along too. I'm more surprised than you, okay?"
This is not exclusion.
This is to do justice.
As for why I didn’t tell Wang Shuang... Wang Shuang is just a boy, how could he understand Deng Juan’s situation?
Li Mengjiao was determined not to tell Wang Shuang, so Wen Ying and Qin Jiao went along with it. They subconsciously agreed with Li Mengjiao's idea.
We still don’t know how to deal with Deng Juan’s family affairs, so there’s no need to shout about it and let everyone know - why can I tell Xie Qian if I don’t tell Wang Shuang? Is there any need to say it? Xie Qian is not a big mouth, he never talks about others behind their backs, and he knows how to keep secrets better than anyone else!
Wang Shuang felt uncomfortable with Li Mengjiao's attitude.
In the past six months, I have been texting and calling Li Mengjiao every day, but this fool still feels estranged from me.
Wang Shuang laughed at himself: How could the great star Li be short of friends? As long as the great star Li is willing, he can make new friends anytime and anywhere.
He treats others as the apple of his eye, but they don't take him seriously.
Wang Shuang didn't say anything else, stood up and sat back next to Wang Jun.
Qin Jiao was sitting alone in the back seat, and she whispered, "Wang Shuang is angry."
Li Mengjiao had already raised her butt, but she sat back down after hearing that. She said stubbornly, "If you're angry, then be angry. We're not going to do anything bad. I'm me, he's him. Do I have to tell him everything?"
Qin Jiao couldn't help laughing.
See, this is why Qin Jiao doesn't have a relationship.
The closer the relationship, the weaker the sense of boundaries.
Qin Jiao found it too troublesome to have a boyfriend and have to explain everything to him and make plans according to his schedule.
But Li Mengjiao and Wang Shuang...they were childhood sweethearts with a deep emotional foundation. They were used to quarreling, and they might reconcile before getting off the bus. Qin Jiao was not very worried.
To Qin Jiao's surprise, Wang Shuang was quite angry. When they arrived at the destination, Wang Shuang helped several fathers carry their fishing gear and followed Deng Shangwei briskly. He not only ignored Li Mengjiao, but also ignored Qin Jiao and Wen Ying.
Wen Ying didn't notice this detail.
This was Wen Ying’s first time visiting Deng Shangwei’s hometown.
This place is poorer than the rural area where the Wen family used to live.
A mechanized farming road leads to the village, winding its way through water and mountains. However, there are no large tracts of farmland along the way, only small plots of land. No wonder it is so poor.
Deng Shangwei's parents passed away early, and Deng Shangwei was first raised by his uncle for a few years. When he was in high school, he went to live with his aunt who married in the city. Otherwise, he would not have the opportunity to be classmates with Chen Li, let alone fall in love during school, and later get married and have children.
It's no wonder that Chen Ru opposed her sister's marriage at that time. Deng Shangwei's hometown is in such a poor village, and he has no parents to help him. He hasn't even been admitted to university, and his conditions are not even as good as Wen Dongrong's at the time. Chen Li will definitely suffer if she gets married!
Fortunately, Deng Shangwei is not good at studying but is good at business, and Chen Li’s current life is envied by many people.
"A lot of people are working. Are they digging a pond?"
Wen Ying wanted to ask Deng Shangwei, but Wen Dongrong answered quickly, "They're just digging a pond. Last year, someone made money raising fish with your uncle, and this year, several families want to raise fish."
To raise fish, you need to build a pond.
Sichuan Province does not freeze in winter, and the period before the New Year is the idle time for every household in the village. They would dig the fish pond now so that they can release fish fry in time for spring.
Seeing Deng Shangwei coming back with a group of people, the villagers on the roadside stopped what they were doing and greeted Deng Shangwei one after another.
Most of the villagers were asking about the fish pond. Deng Shangwei handed out cigarettes to each of them and said, "Just follow what we agreed on. Let's not talk about that today. I brought some friends here to have some fun."
Qin Xianming and his people are obviously city people, and they all have style.
The big boss’s friend must also be a big boss, so the villagers no longer come forward to disturb him.
Wen Ying took the opportunity to quietly ask Deng Shangwei where Deng Juan's house was. Deng Shangwei pointed to the left and said, "The one with the pomelo tree at the door."
Wen Ying was stunned.
Hilly areas are not suitable for growing crops but are very suitable for growing fruit trees. Wen Ying just discovered that it seems that every household in this village has planted some fruit trees.
She has eaten both grapefruit and oranges, but she really can't tell the difference between a grapefruit tree and an orange tree.
"That's the house, half brick and half mud, that looks like it's leaning to one side or the other."
This description is very apt.
Wen Ying had just recognized Deng Juan's house when the door opened. A man came out carrying a bottle. When he saw Deng Shangwei, he was overjoyed and ran towards them.
Deng Shangwei was anxious and annoyed, and pulled Wen Ying: "Go away, go away, I don't want to bother with that drunkard!"
Wen Ying understood immediately that this man was Deng Juan's father.
Qin Jiao and Li Mengjiao also identified Deng Juan's home. Before being harassed by the drunkard, Deng Shangwei took everyone to his aquaculture base.
Backed by hills, there is a gurgling stream, several large fish ponds scattered around, and a few bungalows built beside the fish ponds.
There are fruit trees planted around the fish pond, and only the tangerines are still hanging with fruit, which looks bright red and festive.
Wang Jun looked as if he knew it. "This is just a farm, and you called it a small pond."
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