Seeing her mother's curiosity, Jiao Rongrong didn't hide anything from her and told her all about her plans.
Wang Panpan thought this method was feasible, but hoped that her daughter would not go in person.
He also advised her that it would be best not to appear in Tieshu Village.
Jiao Rongrong agreed verbally, but in her heart she was thinking, how could she miss such a good opportunity to kick someone when they're down?
Before long, it was the next day, the day of Wang Xiuhua's burial. Song Qingqing arrived early at Xingfu Community and, together with a group of people from Songjia Village, escorted Wang Xiuhua and her four children to the cemetery in Songjia Village.
On this day, the entire Song family appeared.
Song Qingqing not only saw her uncle in a wheelchair, but also Song Qingyi, who looked extremely sad.
Watching Song Qingyi's performance, Song Qingqing almost wanted to personally present her with an Oscar.
Fortunately, the funeral went very smoothly that day.
Around 2 or 3 p.m., Song Qingqing returned to the county town.
But as soon as she returned, she received bad news.
"Are you saying that you won't have any food to provide for me tomorrow?" Upon hearing this news, Song Qingqing sat up in shock.
"It's because we can't keep up with the supply we give you. Your supply is too large, and the vegetables can't even grow up in time." Old Liu hadn't expected that Song Qingqing could eat up his dozens of acres of vegetable fields all by herself.
He also wanted to continue making money, but the vegetables needed time to grow and couldn't keep up with Song Qingqing's huge demand.
The other four suppliers nodded in agreement. In the past few days, Song Qingqing's supply volume had increased dramatically, and they simply couldn't keep up with her demand.
Who wouldn't want to make money if they could?
But Song Qingqing said that what she needs are pure, natural vegetables that grow without pesticides or interference.
If we don't interfere, they will only face the situation of running out of stock.
Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing remained silent for a moment, then made a decision and asked if they knew any other vegetable farmers.
They immediately understood Song Qingqing's thoughts. After hesitating for a moment, they introduced several vegetable farmers who were on good terms with them to Song Qingqing.
After seeing off the five suppliers, Song Qingqing rode her bicycle to the other six vegetable farmers they had mentioned.
The first house she went to was the one that Liu Laosi from Qian Tang Village had mentioned, the house of Old Man Liu.
When Song Qingqing arrived at Old Liu's house, she was stunned.
Because, isn't this the same old man who tried to trade brown sugar for popsicles with her last time?
The other party still remembered Song Qingqing.
Upon seeing her arrive, they immediately brought her a bowl of brown sugar water. Song Qingqing hadn't expected them to be so polite.
He took it with both hands, finished it in a few gulps, and even praised the taste of the brown sugar after drinking it, saying it was really good.
"You're selling vegetables now?" Old Liu remarked upon hearing Song Qingqing's purpose for coming.
Song nodded gently. "Yes."
Selling popsicles can only be done in the summer; it can't be done after that season.
Old Liu didn't make things difficult for Song Qingqing. When he learned that she had come for the vegetables he grew, he immediately took her to his vegetable garden—no, it should be called his planting area.
The planting area is estimated to be several dozen acres.
The area is planted with patches of seasonal vegetables such as eggplant, peppers, and cucumbers.
Behind these vegetables is a dense sugarcane field.
They are all the hard sugarcane, the kind specifically used to make brown sugar.
"Grandpa Liu, did you make all that brown sugar you showed me last time?" Last time, Song Qingqing noticed that his brown sugar was better than others', and seeing the vast sugarcane fields again, she couldn't help but ask.
"Yes! I used to be a master at the farm, specifically in charge of producing brown sugar."
Back then, the brown sugar we made had to be sold to the supply and marketing cooperatives..." Old Liu said with pride when talking about brown sugar.
Song listened for a moment and understood that Grandpa Liu was an expert at making brown sugar.
After chatting for a while, the two agreed on the price of the vegetables and then agreed to start delivery the next day.
But Grandpa Liu had one problem: he needed Song Qingqing to find someone to pick up the vegetables herself.
There were only the grandfather and grandson in her family, plus two helpers; no one delivered goods to her.
Song Qingqing heard about his difficulties but did not refuse.
The cooperation was reached very smoothly.
After leaving Grandpa Liu's house, Song Qingqing went to four other houses.
One of the companies rejected Song Qingqing for reasons that could not be explained.
Song Qingqing didn't make things difficult for him and turned around to find the last vegetable farmer, Kong Daniu from Kongjia Village.
When Song Qingqing arrived at the other party's doorstep, the sun had already set, and smoke was rising from the chimneys of many villagers.
But Kong Daniu's house was in complete disarray, with a large crowd gathered there.
Song Qingqing locked the car and went inside to take a look. It turned out that three men were beating up one man.
"You can't even water properly, you've killed all the seedlings! You're so stupid, what kind of work are you doing, and what kind of wages are you getting?" One of the three men, a middle-aged man who was dressed better, seemed to have gotten tired of hitting him. He stopped and pointed at the man on the ground, who was curled up with his head in his hands, and started cursing him.
As soon as he said this, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of the man, pleading, "Brother, please don't let them fight anymore. Erniu really didn't mean it. He just saw that the vegetable garden was too dry, so he helped you water it. Who would have thought that he would accidentally water it too much?"
I promise he won't do it again, I promise, okay?
The middle-aged woman looked extremely haggard, clearly suffering from malnutrition.
"What good is your guarantee? Do you know how much money that vegetable patch can fetch once it grows up?" the man said, gesturing with one hand, and continued, "Five hundred yuan. You two aren't even worth that much."
Upon hearing that it was worth so much, the woman's face paled even more.
"Brother, Erniu is your own brother. Even if you don't care about the monk, please forgive him and let this matter go, okay?"
"We truly promise that we will never again take it upon ourselves to water the plants." As the woman spoke, she kowtowed to her husband's older brother.
Hearing this, Song Qingqing finally understood the cause and course of events.
It was probably an honest man on the ground who meant well but did something wrong, killing the vegetable seedlings by overwatering them, so Kong Daniu beat and scolded him.
She didn't want to get involved in this matter; she just wanted them to resolve it themselves.
However, this Kong Daniu not only refused to back down, but also made an outrageous demand, "How about this!"
I'll let this go since Erniu is my own brother.
However, in order to make up for my losses.
From today onwards, you two will be working for me for free for five years.
How about it?
I guess I've done a pretty good job as the eldest brother!
His words caused a moment of silence, and everyone stared at Kong Daniu in disbelief.
It's as if he doesn't believe it, that he could say such a thing.
Five years of work for nothing, and it's just the two of them?
If they were just doing odd jobs in the city, the couple could easily pay him back 500 yuan a year by carrying bricks.
But this Kong Daniu actually wants his own younger brother and his wife to work for free for five years, which is a bit too much.
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