Luo Mingxuan felt that maybe he was too nervous about this, and he always felt uneasy.
Then he talked to Xu Haorui.
It is rare to see Xu Haorui showing an expression that can't help but smile, "Brother Luo, please be at ease. The village chief is reliable and trustworthy, and the villagers will not regret their appointment without reason."
In addition, they had already signed a contract, and he could not imagine that there would be any accident that would cause the villagers to break the contract.
Luo Mingxuan couldn't think of any surprises, so he couldn't help but smile, "Brother Xian is right, you don't have to worry too much about me."
The study room of He Mansion.
Mr. He had just received a letter from Feng Jucai. After reading the letter, he waved his confidants to come in. After giving a few brief instructions, the confidants left the He Mansion.
Two days later, Xu Xingwen ran out of money and returned to the village in despair. When he entered his house, he found that his mother and his elder brother's family were busy selecting potatoes in the yard and packing them separately in sacks.
Xu Xingwen glanced at the piles of potatoes and greeted Xu Tangshi, "Mom, I'm back."
He turned around and called eldest brother and sister-in-law again, and several other juniors also called uncle.
Xu Tangshi looked up from the pile of potatoes and smiled, "Wen'er, why aren't you studying in town?"
Xu Tangshi was surprised. She thought her youngest son had brought potatoes back to town, and she thought he would never go home again. Why did he come back a few days later?
Xu Xingwen brought a stool, sat next to her, and said heart-warming words, "Mom, now that the field holiday is half over, the child suddenly realized that it is a rare long holiday, and the child should be at home to be filial to his parents, so he put the books together I brought it back, stayed with my parents at home, and reviewed the textbooks.”
Xu Tangshi's eyes filled with tears, and she patted the back of her youngest son's white and tender hand with her withered hands, "Wen'er has grown up. You have rarely been at home these years, so you can come back to study. Mom will cook your favorite food for you in the evening. ”
Xu Xingwen's smile did not reach his eyes: "Okay, hey, by the way, mom, why are you picking potatoes? I think the potatoes here are all in good condition, why do you still have to pick them?"
It was rare for her son to care about their work. Xu Tangshi patiently explained to him, "We try to pick out some potatoes with good quality and keep them for making seed potatoes. In a few days, Mr. Luo will bring people to our house." , collect potatoes, so pick them now while you can.”
Xu Xingwen, who was about to get up, heard this and sat firmly on the stool, his gloomy eyes showing doubts, "Which Mr. Luo? How much does he charge per pound?"
He is more concerned about the price.
Only then did Xu Tang remember that her son had ignored what was going on outside the window when he was at home. After the Lantern Festival on the first lunar month, he left home and went to a private school. It was normal not to know.
The work at hand did not stop, and he was told about the promotion of potato and sweet potato planting in the village, as well as the signing of the contract yesterday.
When Xu Xingwen heard this, he thought to himself, what a big loss. The restaurant charges twenty-five cents per catty. He put down the book and stood up in a hurry, "Mom, I'll ask the village chief for documents and a contract."
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The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]
Romance[Dedicated to farming and hoarding food. Doting on his wife. Handsome and aggressive x straightforward and clingy, beautiful and succumbing] Xu Haorui, who has been surviving in the apocalypse for nearly ten years, unfortunately died while escortin...