Chapter 46 Su Yuanzheng is the hope of the whole village
There are dedicated cooking facilities nearby. To ensure the long-term stability of the business, many places are designed to be convenient for employees, so they don't have to travel back and forth.
Su Yuanzheng went to the stove to cook. He gently turned on the gas and the fire started, frying the tomatoes until they turned red and became a pot of bright red. He added some water, chopped up a few pieces of black pork, and shaped them into meatballs.
Most women can't resist the sweetness of tomatoes. Black pork is healthier and has a better texture than regular pork. The meatballs are coated with a layer of starch, making them soft.
The meatballs absorb the sweet aroma of the tomatoes as they go into the pot, and the meat itself becomes sweet. A little ginger is added to remove any fishy smell, and a layer of chopped green onions is sprinkled on top. One bite, and your appetite is instantly whetted.
Xia Yutong felt that she was in a state similar to that of a madwoman, with these episodes coming and going.
When I can't eat, I feel like throwing up whenever I see or smell meat. But after a nap, my appetite suddenly returns, and I eat two big bowls of meat.
She was so full after eating that she could barely walk, and she could feel her stomach starting to show.
She moved a stool and sat outside. Soon, everyone who had been working would be going home, and Su Yuanzheng would also be taking her back soon.
Xia Yutong suddenly asked, "Have you been coming over every night these past few days?"
"Um."
Fearing someone might cause trouble, Su Yuanzheng had to come over several times a night. Xia Yutong said, "If it's really inconvenient to go back and forth, let's just stay here."
"No, you can rest here for now, how can I let you stay here?"
Su Yuanzheng refused outright, but Xia Yutong grabbed his large hand and asked, "Do I have some extra weight?"
She took Su Yuanzheng's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.
The man didn't touch her, but withdrew his hand. "A belly protects the uterus. How can you not have a belly? A belly is essential for health."
Xia Yutong knew that girls usually have a little belly, but the original owner of this body had an excessively good figure. She ate so much before she could even have a little belly.
At other times, the original owner had a flat stomach, was tall and thin, had a beautiful face, and was radiant wherever she stood.
Before, villagers would whisper behind her back when they saw her, but now they all want to chat with her.
Ask her: Are you vomiting a lot? How many times have you vomited?
Do you prefer a son or a daughter?
Do you think it's a son or a daughter?
When Su Yuanzheng was there, he immediately answered, "I think it's a daughter."
Then, smiling, she told the villagers, "I love all the children Tongtong gave birth to."
"Regardless of gender, everyone is called Su Yixia."
Su Yuanzheng was determined to put those two characters together, and Xia Yutong tried to persuade him, "Shouldn't you think of some other names?"
Su Yuanzheng shook his head, "No, I want to put our names together so that everyone knows that the child was born to me by you, and I will remember it for the rest of my life."
He held her hand, and every time he said those ambiguous things, he would get a little nervous. When he got nervous, he would hold on very tightly, probably without even realizing it himself.
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The next day, Li Miao and her husband Zhang Ji went to work in the fields together, and Xia Yutong also went to the cabin to rest and keep Su Yuanzheng company.
Li Miao and Zhang Ji were both hardworking people with a fiery spirit. Under the blazing sun, the two of them, wearing fishermen's hats, walked along...
More and more villagers are willing to work in the fields, and from a distance, it looks increasingly professional.
Su Yuanzheng returned to his village to start a business. It was clearly his first time doing something like this, but he did it quite well.
Village Chief Wei applied for some subsidies for him, then pulled him aside to talk to him, earnestly telling him that the village was counting on him. He said that if this industry could develop and make a lot of money, the southern village might even make the news, and the whole village would be happy together.
Ever since the last visit by reporters and media, Village Chief Wei now stands ramrod straight when people in other villages ask him about this matter.
“Yuanzheng, you are the first young person in our village to graduate from a prestigious university and be willing to come back to start a business. You can study at a prestigious university, so you must be capable.”
"Although you haven't achieved much, your wife is willing to be with you. She didn't want a rich second-generation heir, she just wants you. Can you let her down?"
"No, village chief."
"That's right, keep up the good work, work hard for a few years, and then you can relax and enjoy life. I believe in you, you are the hope of our village."
That day, the village chief actually returned home, waved his hand, and wrote five large characters on a red-background paper, which he then presented to Su Yuanzheng.
On a square piece of red paper, five large characters read, "The hope of the whole village!"
Although Village Chief Wei is old, his calligraphy and painting skills are excellent. His writing is quite decent, but unfortunately, the layout on the square red paper was not photographed well.
The writing was too large, causing the words on the bright red paper to appear crowded together, looking particularly awkward.
After the village chief finished writing, he came over to help paste it. At first, he used super glue to stick it on, saying it would stick better. But when he poured super glue on it, it dried quickly and the calligraphy was on, but it also stuck the hand that the village chief was holding down the calligraphy on.
I finally managed to scrape my hand off the door, but two of my fingers are stuck together again...
Everyone came to help. Some suggested putting some mud on it, some suggested soaking it in hot water, and some suggested wiping it with sand.
After trying many different methods, Village Chief Wei's hands were red from exhaustion.
A group of people who were helping with the work gathered around, unable to suppress their laughter. The village chief, with a serious expression, said, "You are the hope of the whole village. Our Nanbian Village is counting on you."
Village Chief Wei then said to Su Yuanzheng, "You must live up to these words."
Su Yuanzheng held back his laughter, but his deliberate attempt to suppress it made Xia Yutong, who was sitting next to the calligraphy, laugh until her stomach hurt.
Honestly, the original novel didn't describe the villagers and village chief of Nanbian Village as being this interesting.
Regarding the description of Su Yuanzheng's hometown in the book, it is simply mentioned in passing as a rural area.
Sometimes, the plot points that online novel authors want to omit are the ones readers love to see the most.
"Yuanzheng, the village chief's hands are practically glued to the door because of you!"
"Yes, the village chief's fingers are all stuck together. If you don't behave yourself, the village chief's fingers will be stuck together so tightly that they'll hit you squarely."
Su Yuanzheng lit a cigarette, turned around, and saw Xia Yutong sitting in front of the cabin, her eyes bright and clear in the sunlight, her hair braided into a loose plait.
Loose long-sleeved shirt and jeans, a youthful look...
When she saw him, the woman's smile became even more innocent and captivating. Su Yuanzheng took a puff of his cigarette and then threw it on the ground.
Smoking relieves worries; with a woman by your side, what is there to worry about?
By evening, everyone had left, but Su Yuanzheng hadn't taken her home yet. He closed the door of the cabin and lifted her skirt...
As if he had lost all sense of shame and his former naiveté, he became unrestrained.
Xia Yutong was pinned down on the bed, her hands restrained by him, and she could only let out low gasps.
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