Sweet and sour juicy orange

I didn't expect the price Sister Yao Xue gave was so affordable. A 500g bottle of wine was priced almost twice that of Moutai.

"Don't worry, if the feedback is good, I will give you a price increase. This is just our trial price."

Song Shixia was dizzy. The wealth came so quickly that she had to pick up the money with a sack before she was ready.

She was worried that her sister-in-law would be embarrassed: "Will this be bad?"

Yao Xue didn't care: "What are you afraid of? They won't drink even if it's cheap. Only if you go high-end will they pay for it."

Well, well, finally she met a customer who was both stupid and rich.

Yao Xue bought all the medicinal liquor in the house and paid her a deposit of 10,000 yuan. The exact amount would have to be sent back to see how much it could sell, and there were also several boxes of more expensive tea cakes. Song Shixia was not worried that the things would be embezzled. After all, someone who could easily pay a deposit of 10,000 yuan would not lose the big picture for the small.

Song Shixia felt relieved now that he finally had money in his hands. It seemed that he should continue to run his money-making business, as he could be prepared for the worst.

...

Just as the Song family’s new house and factory were completed, an uninvited guest returned to Songjia Village.

The four people at the entrance of the village were suddenly surprised.

"Huang Laizi? Why are you back? Where's your mother?"

Huang Laizi was the one who harmed Song Qiusheng, and later clung to the big boss. He thought he had turned over a new leaf, but who would have thought that the boss would trace him to someone else when something was lost, and even search under his bed. He had to spend all his money to save himself.

The boss often gave them gifts, so he would occasionally order fruit and cakes from the boss's house. He also stole newspapers, toilet paper and silk shirts, but he was caught.

Huang Laizi was annoyed, "My mother is behind me, I'm going home first."

The women looked at each other in bewilderment. Didn't Huang Laizi become rich? He even took Old Lady Huang to the city. It was said that they went to the big city to enjoy a good life. They had already sold their house. So where were they going to live?

When Huang Laizi got home, he remembered that he had sold his old house at a low price. At that time, he didn't like the shabby house so he simply sold it for fifty yuan and earned a good reputation for himself.

Old Mrs. Huang walked unsteadily behind her son, who deliberately did not wait for her along the way. She didn't know how such a good life suddenly turned out like this.

Before, there was a maid in the house who cooked for her. But a group of people came to the house and said that her son had stolen something and wanted to search the house. They found the boss's clothes and leather shoes. The mother and son were driven out of the house. Even the money for the bus ride home had to be borrowed by the son.

After enjoying a good life for less than two years, she returned home in poverty. Old Mrs. Huang could no longer keep a smile on her face, and even when she greeted people she behaved like a city girl, which made her look funny and ridiculous.

The house was gone, and Old Mrs. Huang went to the village chief's house to make a fuss, crying about how she, an orphan and a widow, went to the city with her son to work, only to find that when she returned, she had lost her home.

The village chief was annoyed and took out the original contract.

"You sold the house voluntarily, and you have taken the money. If you want to take it back now, you have to see if the current owner agrees. You two should negotiate on your own. You can't just take the money and cry a little and take the house back. Who will ask our village cadres to guarantee it in the future?"

Old Mrs. Huang realized that it was no use to complain, so she went to her own doorstep and cried all day long, making the family who bought the house feel uneasy.

Some young people in the village were not happy and jumped out to accuse Huang Laizi of betraying Song Qiu Sheng in order to be recognized by the big boss. If it weren't for Huang Laizi, their business would not have had any problems. It was because of Huang Laizi's betrayal that the capital chain was broken and the inexplicable fire destroyed the goods. They were able to go home and had to work on the construction site for half a year before they could earn enough money.

Now the mother and son of the Huang family were almost hated by everyone. Huang Laizi got money from somewhere and bought a piece of land in the village and built two houses. He stared at the three-story house of the Song family gloomily all day long.

If we were to ask which family in Songjia Village is living the most comfortably now, it would definitely be the Song family. After Song Qiusheng made money, he not only bought electrical appliances for his family, but also built a three-story house. Previously, Song Qiusheng had renovated his family's house from a mud house to a cement house after returning from work, but it only had one floor.

But this time it was a three-story building, which meant that Song Qiusheng had made a lot of money in the capital to be able to do this. The Song family also built a factory, supposedly to raise poultry, which made the villagers jealous, but everyone in Songjia Village had a mission, which was to take care of the vegetables in the fields.

The first batch of vegetables was about to mature and would become old if not eaten. The Song family had many visitors almost every day, asking when Song Qiu Sheng would be back.

Song's father and mother were trembling with fear at the beginning, but now they have become indifferent to it.

No matter who asked, Song's father would repeat the same thing, "Qiu Sheng said it's almost time, don't rush us. If it's really not possible, we can eat it at home first. It's not a pound or two less."

"Brother, it's not just a pound or two. If we can sell more, we can earn more money. Aren't we just trying to make more money?"

Almost every family has this idea. They can eat less but they must sell it. After all, it is not easy to get vegetables in the village because they have them in their own gardens.

"Brother, you also said that you are worried that you can't sell it when it's old, so you should eat the ones that are not so tender first. Qiu Sheng is settling wages these days, so he can pay you on the spot only if he has money in hand. Don't you think this makes sense?"

Everyone was frightened by Song's father's words, but he did not lie, and the project that Song Qiu Sheng was in charge of was finally coming to an end.

Yao Xue was reluctant to part with her boyfriend, "With you here, I only need to sign, and I don't have to worry about any problems with the project."

Song Qiu Sheng smiled foolishly, "Come on, I'll help you this time, next time I won't interfere with your business, so as not to make your dad angry."

Yao Xue fiddled with her bright red nails. "My dad doesn't have any prejudice against you now. He respects my choice, but you have to work hard."

"Of course. This time I'm going back to my hometown to sell the vegetables in the city. This will give the people in our village some peace of mind, and I'll help them make money later."

Yao Xue was very curious.

"I'm actually confused. Why would you want to make money with the whole village? Wouldn't it be faster to make money yourself? Is it because everyone has the last name Song?"

Song Qiusheng explained with a smile, "It's not entirely because of this. You may not understand because you live in the city. In the village, if your family is too wealthy, people will definitely be eyeing you. Who knows what they might do to hurt themselves and others. My parents' personalities are destined not to like living in the city. I bring people who are willing to make money with me to make money. It's just an extra detour. Everyone has money, so they won't be eyeing my family's things."

Yao Xue teased him deliberately.

"It turns out that I misunderstood you. I thought you were a kind man."

Song Qiu Sheng explained in a low voice, "You can't say that. My sister said that it's the deeds that count, not the heart. No matter what I think, at least I helped them make money. I'm not a bad person, am I?"

Yao Xue smiled helplessly, "Okay, you're a good person. How about I change the color of my nails? Such a bright color won't scare your parents, right?"

She heard that old people in the countryside don't like girls who dress up too flashy, so why not go to the mall and pick out two ordinary clothes?

"No, my parents will definitely like you. They won't mind if you dye your hair black. There's no need to change the color."

Yao Xue was skeptical, but she still called Song Shixia.

When Song Shixia heard that his brother was going to bring Sister Yao Xue home to meet his parents, he was more excited than the other two.

"My parents don't mind, but the people in the village might gossip about me. But I never care about what they say. Anyway, I live a comfortable life."

"Then I won't change it. What do your parents like? And your brother Dongdong..."

Yao Xue asked Song Shixia a lot of questions, all of which revolved around the preferences of the Song family members. The more Song Shixia got to know her, the more he liked her. Sincere people will be welcomed wherever they go.

"It's a pity that I have to review, otherwise I would have gone back with you."

Yao Xue laughed on the phone, "Yeah, I'm not nervous when you're here."

Song Shixia had previously talked to his family about growing fruit in the village. The vegetable yield is low, and greenhouse technology is not yet popular, so in winter the village will be left with no income.

It’s different with fruits, some of which are only available in winter, such as winter dates and oranges. This is the advantage of the village.

After asking his brother whether he would still drive a pickup truck home this time, Song Shixia took advantage of the fact that no one was at home to move a few fruit trees outside and asked his brother to take them home and plant them in the yard for his parents.

Song Qiusheng was standing around the fruit tree, marveling at it. "Where did you get these fruit trees? I haven't found a way to wholesale them yet."

"Don't worry about it. Just take it back and plant it in our yard. I have eaten this fruit before. The apples you ate before were grown on this tree. Don't you believe in my connections?"

When Song Qiu Sheng heard that it was the apple he had eaten before, his mouth was already watering.

“When will this tree bear fruit?!”

Song Shixia held up her hands, "I don't know either. They didn't tell me. I guess we can eat it this year, but the production volume should be very low. It will take the second year to catch up with the production volume."

Yao Xue looked at Song Qiu Sheng curiously, "Is it really that delicious?"

"You don't understand. I've eaten a lot of apples, but the apples my sister found are so crisp, delicious, juicy and sweet. I've never eaten apples so delicious. Anyway, I can't describe it."

Song Shixia brought out a plate of fruit from home.

"Try the oranges and apples that people gave me, sister-in-law."

Yao Xue didn't like apples very much, so she picked up a golden orange and Song Qiu Sheng quickly took it and peeled it for her.

"Try it."

Looking at his expectant look, someone who didn't know him would think that these were fruits he had grown.

The orange has full flesh and sweet and sour fruit. It tastes much better than the expensive and sour oranges sold in the market.

Her eyes lit up, and Song Qiu Sheng peeled another orange for her.

"Delicious! Where did you buy this? I want to buy some too."

Song Shixia made up an excuse: "I don't know where this fruit merchant lives. We only contact each other when he comes to deliver goods. I often buy from him, so he recognizes me."

Yao Xue was full of regret, "What a pity, such delicious oranges can definitely be sold at a higher price if they are sent to G City. You don't know how bad the fruits I ate during the New Year were. Even at this price it's not cheap, it's twice as expensive as usual." If you say her family doesn't lack this little money, then it's expensive, but after eating cheap and delicious fruits, if she buys expensive and bad ones, wouldn't that be a big rip-off?

Song Qiusheng saw the business opportunity and said, "When our village grows fruit trees in the future, you can buy directly from us. We are all one family, and the fruit is cheap and delicious."

Yao Xue glared at him but didn't reject it.