Chapter 3 Longing for Life



Well?

Zhao Yuanfang curled his lips and said, "Who said I wouldn't give it to you? I was planning to give you that cherry orchard..."

"Alright, alright, if you can't explain yourself, just shut up!"

Liu Sanfeng hurriedly interrupted Zhao Yuanfang.

Zhao Xiaoyang just smiled faintly. He knew that his uncle was good to him.

As for my aunt, she is just a woman!

"Auntie, please accept this money!"

Hearing this, Liu Sanfeng's face broke into a smile and she quickly wiped her hands.

"Let's see who dares to move!"

Suddenly, Zhao Yuanfang slammed his hand on the table and roared like thunder: "Whoever the hell asks for money again is going to make things difficult for me."

Liu Sanfeng's slightly chubby face trembled, and she glared at Zhao Yuanfang fiercely: "Why are you barking like a dog? You scared the child!"

"Xiaoyang, you are such a fool! Why are you asking for money? Isn't this going to make your uncle angry? Put it away!"

Zhao Yuanfang continued, "Xiaoyang, ever since your grandfather's donation was reported in the news, the wasteland on the back mountain has been half-rented and half-given to the village. So if you give me money, wouldn't it be shameful for me to accept it?"

"Now that you've grown up and have your own ideas, I won't stop you if you want to start your own business. But since you call me uncle, I have to say what I need to say."

"Okay, uncle, you say." Zhao Xiaoyang nodded.

"You know, most of the old man's money was donated, so the rent for the wasteland in the back mountain is paid annually. If you can make a name for yourself in the mountains, then I will support you, but if you can't persist..."

After a brief pause, Zhao Yuanfang said with a serious face: "Then you have to listen to your uncle and go back to work!"

"Okay, no problem, then it's a deal!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyang was completely relieved.

If you pay it annually, there will be no pressure. However, once you start making money, you still have to pay it directly for 20 or 30 years to avoid unnecessary variables.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyang's attitude, Zhao Yuanfang couldn't help but shook his head.

To be honest, he didn't believe that Zhao Xiaoyang could do it at all.

Doing this job and helping out are two completely different concepts.

Young people nowadays like to talk about starting a business. Is it that simple?

Okay, just let him exercise himself and he will know when to quit.

"Okay, okay, now that's clear, it's no big deal!"

Only then did Liu Sanfeng reluctantly take her eyes off the 30,000 yuan.

"But don't try to imitate your uncle when it comes to growing cherries. Your uncle's character is nothing compared to this old man's."

"Forget planting trees. Even when negotiating prices with fruit vendors, I'm a lot worse than this old man."

As she spoke, Liu Sanfeng couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhao Yuanfang and said, "I wonder what you've learned from this old man all these years?"

"Why are you talking about me again? You never stop talking. There are more people growing cherries now, so it's naturally hard to sell them."

Taking a sip of wine, Zhao Yuanfang frowned and smacked his lips. "Besides, does the old man only plant trees?"

"He's doing charity. He doesn't even have to wait for the dealers to collect the money. It's all booked out immediately. How can you compare?"

"Will you donate this money?"

"Donate...I won't donate your head!"

Liu Sanfeng was immediately furious and started gesticulating, "Yuanyuan doesn't need money to go to school? Doesn't the renovation of our house cost money? If the old man does that, our family will be gone."

"Then what else is there to say?"

Zhao Yuanfang couldn't help but mutter.

"You bastard!"

Liu Sanfeng stomped her feet, turned around and went back to cooking.

Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help laughing when he saw this. The couple was still like this.

For a moment, he seemed to be back to the past, except that now he didn't have a grandfather to mediate.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyang immediately picked up his wine glass and said, "Alright, uncle, it's not a big deal. Life is getting better and better. Why should I make things difficult for myself?"

"Auntie has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Don't bother with her. Come, let's drink!"

Sizzle!

After taking a sip, Zhao Yuanfang pointed outside and said, "Xiaoyang, if you're not used to living in the mountains, then you should go back home. Yuanyuan's room is empty!"

"No, really. Uncle, I've been living there for a long time. I didn't live there with Grandpa very often before."

Zhao Xiaoyang waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's right, don't listen to your uncle's nonsense. He's just a big talker. Why don't you ask him to go to Yuanyuan's room and try it?"

Liu Sanfeng placed a pot of steaming, temptingly colored braised pork on the table and muttered, "Among these children, only Xiaoyang has a good character and can talk to us."

"Yuanyuan is getting more and more temperamental as she grows up. As her mother, I don't even dare to touch her things. Xiaoyang, don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes, auntie is right."

Zhao Xiaoyang smiled and said, "Aunt, please sit down and eat. Don't bother with the dishes."

"That won't do. If you don't make some more food, you won't be able to stop your uncle from talking nonsense. He'll be drinking himself to death sooner or later, like he's having a feast at home every day."

When leaving, Liu Sanfeng suddenly caught up and said, "Xiaoyang, wait a minute, take these!"

Zhao Xiaoyang looked back in confusion and saw Liu Sanfeng coming out carrying a few bags.

"Well, this is the food Auntie packed for you, as well as some rice, noodles and vegetables. Take it with you."

"Okay, thank you, auntie." Zhao Xiaoyang took it without hesitation.

Indeed, it’s different in the mountains than in the city, and you can’t order takeout.

For Zhao Xiaoyang, making a fire and cooking is a basic skill he has learned since he was ten years old.

But Zhao Yuanfang was a little unhappy when he saw this: "Sanfeng, what are you doing? Xiaoyang is back, of course he should come home for dinner."

"Do I need to tell you that?"

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