Qiao Zhixia temporarily handed over the store in the city to Qiao Chudong for management, and Yaya to Li Aizhen for management.

Whenever Qiao Zhixia went to the city, she would bring Yaya with her, and the mother and daughter would often see each other.

Since leaving the He family, Yaya has become much more lively, talkative, and laughs more.

There is no electricity in the village, and there is no telephone at the moment, so it is very inconvenient to contact the store to communicate and arrange for goods.

Therefore, Qiao Zhixia asked Qiao Chudong to record the goods that needed to be replenished the next day, and let the deliveryman who was responsible for delivering the goods every day bring them back.

In order to make it easier for her customers to contact her in time, she also decided to install a telephone in the store as soon as possible.

Ever since Qiao Zhixia started making money selling tomatoes, many villagers came to ask her what kind of vegetables she had.

Qiao Zhixia only said that she had researched new planting techniques and new varieties, but because she was also working with others, she couldn't spread them, otherwise she would have to pay compensation.

The villagers did not ask any more questions, but only asked that if they found a way to make money again, they must remember to call them.

Only the old couple of the Qiao family and Mr. Qiao's family have been restless.

That day, Qiao Zhixia had just returned from inspecting the vegetable fields when she heard the pitiful crying of the old lady from a distance.

"Xin Guo! Your father's illness is urgent. The hospital said that he has a tumor in his stomach. The surgery will cost more than a thousand yuan, and he also needs to take medicine and so on. At least two thousand yuan..."

Qiao Zhixia really didn't know how to describe the stupidity of this family. After she came to ask for money two days ago and was rejected, she immediately fell ill.

Do you think she's a fool?

Without waiting for Qiao Xinguo to speak, Qiao Zhixia walked over quickly.

"You can ask for money. Since you promised to pay half of the medical expenses, you should give it to me."

When the old lady heard this, a smile of success flashed across her cloudy eyes.

But Qiao Zhixia continued: "Bring the diagnosis certificate, hospitalization records, and payment invoices from the regular hospital to get the money."

The old lady's face froze. "What? What is that?"

"Just go back and ask Uncle. If you can think of letting the old man pretend to be sick to cheat money, you should have done the fake procedures in place and made it clear that it must be stamped by a regular hospital. I have to go to the hospital to verify it before I will give you the money."

The old lady was confused, but she probably understood.

They were indeed pretending to be sick in order to cheat Qiao Zhixia out of her money, so they naturally had no procedures.

How could I know that Qiao Zhixia would want those things?

The old lady immediately became unhappy. She slapped her thigh, sat down and started to cry: "Oh my God, why am I so miserable! This unfilial grandson should be struck by lightning! He doesn't even care about his own father, where can I go to seek justice..."

"Mom, you..." Qiao Xinguo was about to say something but was stopped by Qiao Zhixia's eyes.

Qiao Zhixia came to the old lady and stood beside her, saying coldly: "Old lady, howl louder, it would be better if God could hear it, so that he can punish those unscrupulous beasts and kill those evil-hearted people who do evil things."

The old lady's dry howl was stuck in her throat. She knew exactly who had done the wrong thing.

At this moment, Secretary Chen came over and howled at the old lady before he even got close.

"Old sister Qiao, you are a person who has one foot in the country, and you are fooling around with your shameless kid. When you were planning to fake illness to cheat money, you didn't even close the window and someone heard you. And you are still embarrassing yourself here?"

Secretary Chen's words were undoubtedly like a loud slap in the face, making the old lady's face flush.

For a while, she was in a dilemma whether to perform or not.

Qiao Zhixia ignored her, but noticed a contract in Secretary Chen's hand.

"Secretary Chen, have you made an agreement with the township? How do we contract the barren hills?"

Secretary Chen smiled and handed the mountain contract to her.

"That mountain can be leased. The annual contract fee is 600 yuan, and the maximum contract period is 10 years. Take a look..."

"I'll take care of it." Qiao Zhixia didn't wait for Secretary Chen to say more and decided to take over the barren mountain.

Secretary Chen didn't expect her to be so courageous. He decided to take out 10,000 or 20,000 yuan without blinking an eye.

"Okay, if you want to think it over and see the strength, then sign the contract. You can always come to me if you have any questions later."

"Well, let me take a look at the contract first."

Qiao Zhixia carefully examined the contract. There were no excessive restrictions on how the contractor could develop the mountain. She could freely develop the more than 600 acres of mountain.

What are you still hesitating about?

"Mom, bring me my pen..."

"Zhizhi, do we really want to rent that barren mountain?" Qiao Xinguo felt a little nervous.

After all, it was nearly 20,000 yuan! If things went wrong, it would all go down the drain. Who wouldn't feel bad?

"Just listen to Zhizhi!" Li Aizhen hesitated for a moment, believing that her daughter would not be so tactless.

Qiao Xinguo sighed: "Okay! Let's give it a try!"

The family made a decision quickly, but the old lady next to them suddenly became uneasy.

Six hundred a year, how much would that be in ten years?

Although she didn't understand the price, she knew it was definitely not cheap. She was extremely anxious when she thought about how much money they would have to spend to buy that barren mountain full of weeds.

Yu 놆 quickly got up and ran home to call her old man over.

Because in our family's view, Qiao Xinguo has no son, and the money Qiao Zhixia earns belongs to her eldest grandson.

As soon as the old lady ran away, Qiao Zhixia signed the contract with Secretary Chen and counted the money in front of her.

"Okay, I'll leave the forest to you. If you work hard, our village may really rely on you to get rid of poverty!" Secretary Chen said with a smile.

"I will." Qiao Zhixia smiled.

Before leaving, Secretary Chen specifically asked someone to call 깊놛's two sons to protect the large bag of money.

When the old man of the Qiao family and Mr. Qiao rushed over, Secretary Chen had already gone away with the money.

"You...you...you loser, you actually secretly saved so much money, and not using it to honor your elders, you even used it to buy a piece of land on a barren mountain. I will beat you to death today, you loser."

The old man raised his cigarette stick and rushed towards Qiao Zhixia.

Qiao Xinguo and his wife looked nervous and were about to go over to stop them.

Qiao Zhixia, however, was not panicked at all. She raised her hand and snatched the old man's cigarette stick away, then gently broke it in front of everyone.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the cigarette stick broke.

The old man's face turned pale, but it was not over yet. Qiao Zhixia grasped the pipe and squeezed it. When she opened her palm, the copper pipe had already fallen down.

As everyone stared in amazement, Qiao Zhixia walked towards the big winter melon standing under the eaves, raised her hand suddenly, and performed a "blooming old melon" for them.

"Bang——" The big winter melon was broken into two pieces under her palm.

Suddenly, the surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was the sound of swallowing saliva.

Old man Qiao no longer had the arrogance he had before. He was already furious, his throat boiling, but he was stunned and didn't say a word.

Even Qiao Xinguo and his wife were dumbfounded. How did she split the winter melon when it took so much effort?

"Dad...I...let's go home and eat first!" Old Man Qiao was panicked for a moment, and found an excuse to pull Old Man Qiao away angrily.

Qiao Zhixia took a deep breath as she watched the father and son fleeing and disappearing from her sight.

"Oh my god, it hurts...it hurts so much."