However, Chen Yang rode a small electric donkey and led two beauties towards the small village. The villagers he met on the road all gave him a knowing smile, thinking that the brat was on his way out. He couldn't find a wife before, but now he could find several, even the most beautiful women in the city.

In a melon field not far away, Aunt Yueru was busy alone, picking watermelons from all over the field and piling them on the edge of the field. Later, a melon dealer would come to buy them and take them away. .

The watermelons on the three acres of land had a great harvest. The fruits were full and the dazzling array was very pleasing. One watermelon easily weighed more than ten kilograms, and could weigh more than twenty kilograms, which made her very tired.

It feels like I can’t finish picking it all, I can’t finish it at all!

In other families, all members of the family go to battle together, but she is the only one in Shen Yueru’s family.

Her dead husband Chen Dazhi has no trace of him since they were separated last time at the Jinhao Club in town, and he doesn’t know where he wandered off.

The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain in the evening, and it may rain for several days. If these ripe melons are not picked, they will spoil if left in the ground.

Her family’s three acres of watermelon is still a small amount. Some farmers have more than ten or twenty acres of land planted entirely with watermelons.

Looking around, there are melon fields and busy people everywhere.

Qinghe Village has beautiful mountains and waters, fertile soil, good weather all year round, and few major disasters. The watermelons grown there are sweet and delicious and are very popular in the market.

It’s just that the traffic here is too congested and the economy cannot improve at all.

"No, I have to help Aunt Yueru, otherwise she won't be able to finish picking all the melons until dark. Sister Qiu Meng, Sister Xianglian, you go back to the village first. I Help Aunt Yueru finish these tasks and then go back. It won't take long, an hour or two at most." Chen Yang said to the two women.

Looking at Aunt Yueru’s tired back, Chen Yang couldn’t bear it and felt a little distressed.

After all, this woman had given him meticulous care and once filled the void of maternal love in his heart.

"Let's go help together. There is strength in numbers. However, sister Qiu Meng, you may not be able to do the heavy work, so just rest here. I'll open a watermelon for you, and you can be quiet. Just act like a melon-eater." Li Xianglian said with a smile.

"That's okay. I'll wait for you."

It's not that Qiao Qiumeng is delicate, but that she is a wealthy lady, and she really can't do heavy work if her fingers are not stained with spring water. , just holding a parasol, sitting quietly on the ground, guarding a pile of big watermelons.

Li Xianglian gave her a small one and she ate it directly with her hands.

In this situation, let herIt feels like traveling back in time, as if you are in Hayao Miyazaki's animation world. Looking around, there are field paths, endless fields, green water and green mountains, and small villages with lingering smoke...

Her soul felt like it was being baptized and healed.

With the joining of Chen Yang and Li Xianglian, the efficiency of picking melons has been greatly improved, and Aunt Yueru can finally take a breather.

"It would be great if there was a man at home. Work would be efficient."

Looking at Chen Yang's enthusiasm, he lifted a weight of one or two hundred kilograms. The watermelons were packed in bags, held in the arms, carried on the shoulders, or carried on the backs, and delivered to the fields again and again, Aunt Yueru said with great emotion.

"Aunt Yueru, where is Uncle Dazhi? I haven't contacted you recently?" Li Xianglian suddenly asked Shen Yueru.

"Is there anyone I can contact? I don't know where he died." Shen Yueru said with a stern face.

"After so many days, you are not worried that something will happen to him?"

"It will be better if something happens. I will be widowed directly, which saves me going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for divorce. ."

Li Xianglian laughed when she heard the sound, and found that Aunt Yueru was also a ruthless person. She was really driven to panic.

Two women pick watermelons, and Chen Yang is responsible for transporting the watermelons. The men and women work together so that the work is not tiring.

However, there are too many watermelons. At this speed, it will take at least two hours to pick all the ripe watermelons.

Boom, boom, boom!

Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle came.

A Harley-Davidson motorcycle led the charge, followed by more than a dozen motorcycles, passing through the fields in an angry manner.

Corresponding to Li Dabiao and his party.

When passing Aunt Yue Ru’s melon fields, the motorcycle team stopped.

When Li Dabiao saw Chen Yang busy in the melon field, he offered to help.

After all, he was still counting on Chen Yang to help his son repair his third leg. He had to seize such a good opportunity to be courteous.

Although more than twenty boys were injured, they did not delay their work. Except for those who were seriously injured, they were allowed to go back first and go to the hospital to see a doctor. The rest followed him. In the fields.

Aunt Yueru thought these guys were here to cause trouble, and was shocked. But when she found out that they were helping her, she was so moved that she didn’t know what to say.

"Little miraculous doctor, brothers and sisters, please take a rest. Leave the rest of the work to us." Li Dabiao ran up to Chen Yang and the two girls, flattering them.

The key point is that his brothers and sisters screamed wonderfully!

Li Xianglian’s face darkened slightly.

Shen Yueru's cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She was about to explain that she was an aunt, not a younger brother or sister, but she heard Chen Yang say first, "Okay, I'll leave the rest of the work to you. Let's go to the field to take a rest."

Then, he took the two women and left.

Upon hearing that Chen Yang admitted that he was one of his younger siblings, Shen Yueru felt surprised and happy, and felt like a little bunny.

Sister-in-law Xiang Lian looked a little unhappy, but it was hard to say anything. She secretly gave Chen Yang a big roll of her eyes and let him feel it for himself.

"We agreed to collect the melons at nine o'clock. Why is it now eleven o'clock and the melon seller hasn't arrived yet? Isn't it because they won't collect them?" Shen Yueru said worriedly.

Although the melons cannot be sold, they can be piled at home, but they will become stale after a few days and cannot be sold for the original price.

Because transportation is inconvenient and transportation is lacking, it is inconvenient for melon farmers to sell melons in towns or cities by themselves, so selling to melon dealers is the best and almost the only option. .

As soon as Aunt Yueru finished speaking, a Jiefang truck appeared, driving from the direction of Qinghe Village.

When the flowers were almost withered, the melon seller finally arrived.

Many melon farmers came forward one after another, wanting to take advantage of the rainy days to sell their melons quickly.

The car drove to the edge of the field and stopped at the edge of a large melon grower.

This big melon grower is none other than the village chief Chen Fugui, who has planted nearly twenty acres of watermelons. He had no effort himself, so he hired several villagers to help him work.

He is used to being pampered, but at his age and physical condition, he cannot do any heavy work.

And it’s not much less than the wages.

The little wife Xu Xiaoyan was also standing on the ground, wearing a loose floral dress, high-heeled leather sandals, holding a parasol and fanning herself, looking exactly like a young lady from a wealthy family.

The truck stopped, and a middle-aged man with a big belly opened the door and jumped out of the car. He was wearing a T-shirt, casual pants, black leather shoes, and his hair, which was already showing signs of failure, was combed into a slicked back. , sprayed with gel water, shiny, with a gold belt that seems to be Hermès tied around the waist, and a leather bag that seems to be Hermès tucked under the creak.

The leather bag looks bulging, and you can tell at a glance that there is a lot of money in it.

In short, four words, rich and powerful!