Meng Sheng successfully made himself the worst-known person in the village.
This is even worse than Feng Yixiang who abducted Feng Jiao and eloped a few days ago.
After all, he was looking for a wife for himself, but this guy just found a pile of debts.
As for contracting the forest, almost everyone in the village didn't think he could make money from it.
Because the mountain is close to the village, it is a place where villagers often collect firewood and dig wild vegetables.
There are not many wild animals and the trees are not big. Even the land is barren because the villagers have been picking up leaves to start fires for a long time, and there is not much humus accumulated.
What can a place like this produce to make money?
Meng Sheng didn't care what others thought and went into the mountains to find someone who was picking herbs and acted nicely.
"Feng Yijia, I have sacrificed a lot because of you this time.
Not only was I chased and beaten by my dad, but I was also coveted by someone else. Do you think you should thank me properly?"
Feng Yijia was used to him suddenly appearing while she was gathering herbs. She pulled out the golden thread vine from the soil and carefully placed it in her backpack. Then she turned around and asked the person who was striding towards her, "What's going on?"
Meng Sheng came closer and answered, "It's about the land lease!"
After he finished speaking, he recounted everything that had happened today, then lowered his head to reveal his injured neck, stretched it out in front of everyone, and said, "Look, my father beat you so hard that blood is coming out!
If I hadn't been quite agile and able to dodge quickly, I would have probably ended up in a blood gourd today!"
Feng Yijia didn't expect so many things to happen in just half a day. She looked at the red marks on the wheat-colored skin in front of her with a speechless look. She wanted to say thank you with gratitude, but inexplicably she wanted to say on behalf of Meng Sheng's father that the beating was not light.
If she had a son like this in a different place, she would just beat him to death.
He paused, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and then said: "Actually, you don't have to do this.
I don't even know if it's useful, so it's totally unnecessary for you to buy those plots."
Meng Sheng raised his head, squinted his eyes and said: "You know I have a lot of money!
First, rent the land and plant some trees. If it doesn't work, consider it a good deed!"
Feng Yijia was speechless.
When I was a ghost, I saw many people on TV saying that they wanted to be friends with rich people.
She now has a friend who is a hidden rich man, but most of the time she would rather he was a pauper.
The phrase "I have a lot of money" from time to time makes people feel very depressed.
Seeing no response, Meng Sheng brought up the old topic again: "How are you going to thank me this time?"
Feng Yijia: "You have so much money, what else can I give you?"
Looking at the pretty girl standing among the grass, her cheeks flushed from working, like the gorgeous hibiscus blooming in the mountains at this time, Meng Sheng wanted to say that he would marry her, but he didn't dare.
Pursing his lips, he said, "Cook me a meal from time to time in the future.
My mother is a person who doesn’t like to spend money on oil, salt and seasonings. Everything she makes tastes a little bit worse.”
Most people in the village were used to being poor and frugal, so Feng Yijia didn't think much of it and nodded, saying, "Okay, whenever you want to come over for dinner, just let me know in advance and I'll make some extra!"
When Meng Sheng heard this, he frowned as he thought about the scene of two people sitting opposite each other and eating in the same room.
Then he enthusiastically asked Feng Yijia what kind of trees should be planted on the contracted mountain.
Feng Yijia had thought about this problem carefully a long time ago and said, "I plan to plant mulberry trees. They can be used to raise silkworms and be used as medicine. The mulberries they produce can be sold fresh, dried, or used to make wine.
If you want to plant something, you can plant a plum tree.
Plums can be made into dried prunes, plum jam, and wine, and many parts of them can also be used as medicine.
The economic value is not low.
The most important thing is that in the future, the plum forest covering hundreds of acres may become the characteristic of this village.
Let this place become a place for leisure and viewing, so that it won’t slowly decline.”
Meng Sheng didn't think about this at all, he just did whatever Feng Yijia said.
The decision was made immediately: "Okay, let's plant plum trees.
I'll go directly to the county forestry bureau to ask where I can buy plum saplings nearby. When I meet Chen Hai, I'll sign the contract and tell him about your land lease.
That guy is obsessed with money now, maybe he'll do something on the way!"
After saying that, he didn't forget to add a pitiful sentence: "It's just right for me to go out and hide for a few days before coming back, so that my father won't get angry and swing the broom at me when he sees me."
Feng Yijia felt that the main reason why he was so positive was because of the last sentence.
Seriously speaking, she was already over 40 years old, and she was beaten by her father so badly that she dared not go home. Thinking of that scene, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth in schadenfreude.
Meng Sheng said he was leaving, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he walked around nearby and brought back two cleaned pheasants.
Pull Feng Yijia to make leaf beggar chicken together.
Because this person would bring his game over from time to time for a picnic, and Feng Yijia didn't want to spend time traveling back and forth, so they basically spent the whole day in the mountains.
So always carry a variety of seasonings with you.
Two people worked together, one collected firewood to make a fire, and the other dug a hole and filled it with mud.
More than an hour later, after eating the chicken, Meng Sheng could no longer find a suitable excuse to stay, so he slowly went down the mountain, secretly went home to say something to Chen Hongxing, and then rode his bike straight to the county town.
In the evening, Feng Yijia returned home carrying a basket of herbs.
As soon as I entered the village, my ears, which had an extraordinary hearing, were filled with discussions about Meng Sheng.
——"Meng Sheng has been good friends with the two brothers Meng Yun who were shot since they were young.
What I said, fish look for fish, shrimp look for shrimp, and rabbits can’t look for turtles.
If they are not of the same kind, he can't get along with them.
Now see, was I right?
If you can't pay back the country, sooner or later you'll end up sitting in a cage and getting shot like Meng Yun and the others!"
——"Lao Bai, I guess the little money your future son-in-law makes from setting up stalls for others is not enough to fill the hole that Meng Sheng has dug.
If you ask me, you should just cancel the engagement before you get married. Your daughter is sensible and capable, so she won't have trouble finding a husband.
Otherwise, having a brother-in-law like Meng Sheng would be like jumping into a fire pit!"
——"We have watched Sheng Wazi grow up since he was a child, and we used to think he was a very honest and down-to-earth person.
How could he be so blinded by greed that he did such a thing?
Fortunately, I saw that his family often ate meat in the past two months, and I was planning to introduce my sister's daughter to him.
Luckily, I was busy and didn't mention it, otherwise my sister would have been mad at me."
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Most of them look down on Meng Sheng.
Some people have more dangerous ideas.
——"How much money did Meng Sheng borrow from the credit union?
Damn, I eat pickles with rice every day, and my mouth is almost bland.
Nowadays, chicken, duck, fish and meat are sold freely outside without any tickets.
Anyway, I'm an old bachelor, and I just want to make some money, eat and drink well for a while, and get a few women to try.
Tsk, even if I die immediately, it won't be a loss!"
——"What are you dying for?
If I take the money, I will follow Feng Yixiang's example and run away.
I heard that in many places you don’t need a letter of introduction to stay in guesthouses anymore, and the management is not as strict as before.
Just find a place to hide and it will be hard for others to find you."
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