There was a strong hatred in his eyes.
Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of the fruit knife on the coffee table, shining coldly in the night.
The sound of firecrackers crackled.
The festive atmosphere is strong, and smoke is rising from every household, creating a lively scene.
Walking in the streets and alleys, children playing.
There was laughter and joy everywhere.
Gao Han drove a three-wheeled motorcycle and took Gao Meili and Song Qingdai to the farm.
The workers were on holiday, leaving a few people on duty to look after it.
"Your farm is well maintained." With one step, the snow on the ground was enough to cover the entire instep.
Song Qingdai was wrapped up like a dumpling by Gao Han before she went out.
Finally, he felt cold, so he wrapped his military coat around her after getting off the car.
Only a face is revealed from the whole body.
She breathed out cold air and stuffed her hands into plush gloves.
She said, "Now the farm has been connected, isn't it all thanks to you, aunt? Otherwise, where would I find a supermarket to connect with?"
"Hey, those are all things from your own farm."
Song Qingdai raises a lot of animals on her farm, including chickens, ducks, geese, cows, sheep and pigs.
It produces meat, eggs and milk.
We are now delivering to the city. Since we have just started, the profit is naturally not much.
But she is not in a hurry and takes her time.
"You will give birth in May next year. I see your belly is getting bigger day by day. You may give birth early."
"Qingdai, you'd better go back to the city as soon as possible. The conditions there are good in all aspects."
"I know, aunt."
"Boss Song, Boss Song!"
Someone outside was shouting, and several men in thick coats came running over, holding someone in their hands.
They now all call Song Qingdai Boss Song.
After all, it was Song Qingdai who paid them, so of course she had to call them.
They are on duty at the farm, and there has to be someone watching over it during holidays to prevent anyone from coming to poison the farm.
It's not like this hasn't happened before.
However, Song Qingdai gets triple salary during holidays, so they are happy about it.
Anyway, we are all in the same town and stay relatively close. We can either ride back on horseback or drive a three-wheeled motorcycle back and forth, which is not difficult.
"What's wrong?" Song Qingdai's eyes fell on the person they were holding.
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