Ye Jiaying looked at the old man, then at the watermelon in his hand.
The old man's eyes were fixed on the watermelon. He swallowed again, but squatted there politely and did not move.
Ye Jiaying handed the plate of watermelon forward.
As the sweet watermelon got closer, the old man felt even thirstier.
He lowered his head and searched around his body, but found only a broken plastic bottle in his hand, without a drop of water in it.
Ye Jiaying stood up, brought the plate to the old man, and said something to him.
"Here you go."
The old man happily took it, rubbed his hands on his body, and then started eating happily.
Ye Jiaying returned to the recliner and opened the system task.
The photo on the system task shows an old man in his fifties or sixties with a long beard.
If you look closely, the two men look similar, except that the old man in front looks more shabby. I don't know what happened.
Zhang Hongying, the owner of the Southern Fruit Manor, has excellent fruit-tending skills.
The fruits produced in his estate are not only diverse in variety, but also have better yield and taste than those produced by other farms.
It is very famous locally, and there is a constant stream of people coming to buy fruits and seek technical cooperation.
The fruits produced by the saplings he cultivated taste better than those produced by other saplings.
So he is not only a well-known fruit farm owner, but also does business in wholesale fruit seedlings.
Over the years, relying on his excellent craftsmanship, he has become a well-known wealthy businessman in the local area.
Every day, people who come to cooperate with him line up from his house all the way to the foot of the mountain.
Two years ago, he suddenly fell seriously ill and handed over the fruit business to his eldest son so that he could pay for medical treatment.
His second son took him and his wife to seek medical treatment all over the country.
Finally, we arrived in Beijing.
As the national capital, Beijing has a relatively high level of medical care.
After more than a year of treatment, his illness finally healed, and the family prepared to pack up and return to their hometown in the south.
The night before leaving, Zhang Hongying wanted to watch the national flag-raising ceremony one last time.
He looked at his son and wife who had been traveling with him for a year, and didn't want them to get up early to accompany him, so he told them that he would go alone and meet at the station the next day.
As a result, the son and his wife waited at the station for a long time but he didn't come.
Seeing that the train was about to arrive at the station, the son looked for the station broadcast, but still could not find the person.
His son was so anxious that he didn't even bother to buy the ticket. The train pulled into the station immediately and he took his old mother directly from the station to the place where the national flag was raised.
After a day of searching, no one had seen Zhang Hongying.
It was as if he had suddenly disappeared.
There was no other way, so his son reported it to the police. The police searched everywhere from where they had lived before to the flag-raising ceremony venue and to the train station, but they couldn't find anyone.
In fact, Zhang Hongying had a car accident on the way to watch the flag-raising ceremony.
The driver was drunk and was in a panic after hitting the person. He did not check the person's condition and just put the person in the trunk and left him in a deserted suburb.
Zhang Hongying was lucky. He was just hit on the head and fainted. He was picked up by nearby villagers in the wilderness.
After waking up, he became a little stupid because he fell on his head and the blood congestion pressed on his nerves.
Fortunately, the villagers are relatively kind. It is not like before when people were not well fed and clothed. It is still no problem to save a little to support one person.
Although Zhang Hongying is a little stupid, he is still a hardworking old man.
When other people were working in the fields, he would help them enthusiastically, and the people he helped would give him food.
And so he survived.
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