Chapter 33： The waiter is called Song Yueliang

Chapter 33 The person serving is called Song Yueliang

The loquat tree in the yard has all turned yellow.

The fruits are big and round, falling on the branches and ears, very attractive.

At noon, there was a wind passing through the hall, making a rustling sound as it brushed the leaves, and the special aroma of loquat also penetrated into people's noses.

Qiqi carried a small high stool from the kitchen and put it at the root of the loquat tree. Just as she was about to say, Auntie, I will go up the tree to pick loquats for you, when she saw the beautiful Auntie Song stretch out her hand, and a bunch of loquats was already in her hand.

Qiqi, "..."

Auntie can pick loquats without climbing trees T.T

Dong Wangshu was amused by the dazed look of the baby, broke off two loquats and sat on the small high stool, said while eating, "With Aunt Song here, when will you get a little baby to climb a tree to pick fruit? She is on the tree Can be called a monkey."

As soon as the words fell, a loquat nucleus was hit on the forehead.

In the mouth, the loquat pulp is thick and delicate, soft and juicy, extremely sweet, with almost no sour taste. Song Yueliang rated it as a top grade.

After tasting it, I gave Qiqi the rest of the fruit, "Little baby, don't climb trees, it's dangerous."

Qiqi hugged the loquat, curious, "Didn't Auntie climb trees when she was young? But Auntie Dong said you were a monkey on the tree."

She knows that the monkey is very good at climbing trees, and can jump up and down on the tree with one hand and swing.

If you want to climb trees as good as monkeys, you have to practice for a long time, right?

Song Yueliang, "..."

Dong Wangshu burst into laughter again, "Your Auntie Song didn't just climb trees. When we were studying in the past, she climbed over tall walls with her backhand. The dean couldn't catch up with her every time, so she jumped in anger."

Qiqi became interested, and ran over to squat at Dong Wangshu's feet, "Aunt Song is so good? What else can she do?"

"Know how to read, she is very good, and she always takes the first place in the exam." Speaking of the previous exams, Dong Wangshu remembered something, and he was overjoyed, "Yueyue, do you still remember that sick child Fu Yanchi was beaten by you every time in the exam?" I'm under the pressure, I didn't pass you once. On the ranking list, you are the first in ten thousand years, and he is second in ten thousand years."

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes, "Forgot."

When leaving Zhang's house, Song Yueliang and Dong Wangshu packed a dustpan of loquats.

The sun is gradually moving towards the west, and trucks line up at the entrance of the village to pull the second batch of goods.

The accounts of the villagers have been settled, and the rest of the goods can be handed over to the truck team for processing. Master Dong and accountant Zhao don't have to continue to follow, and they rushed to the car when their boss left.

Many villagers watched off.

Qiqi was also among them. She was next to her mother-in-law Zhang Xifeng, watching the car gradually go away. For some reason, she felt a little empty in her heart.

"Grandma, I gave my aunt a dustpan loquat."

"Okay, the two of us can't finish eating those old loquats for a while."

"Auntie took the dustpan away, and our house is missing a dustpan. It costs 80 cents each in the town."

"..."

"Will Auntie come again next time? Return the dustpan when she comes back?"

"..."

Qi Qi touched her heart, her small mouth pursed with guilt.

Auntie came from the city and brought her so many delicious candies, but she was reluctant to part with the eighty cents.

But the dustpan is not hers, it is her mother-in-law's.

It’s better to ask Auntie to return it...

Accountant Zhao will guide the way out of the village this time, and it only takes 20 minutes to detour from Xizhong Village to the town.

"Accountant Zhao is familiar with this area?" On the way, Song Yueliang suddenly spoke up.

This made Accountant Zhao flattered.

He has a good relationship with Master Dong, and from him he knows that Miss Song's identity is not simple. In terms of wealth and wealth, the Dong family in Huicheng can't compare.

He hurriedly said, "I have been in Yang County for many years, and I often travel to and from various towns during this period, and I am quite familiar with Taoxi Village."

"Oh? Can you tell me about Taoxi Village?"

"Of course. Taoxi Village is very famous in Hagilu Town." Accountant Zhao coughed lightly, "The famous one is poor."

Hagilu Township is ten miles and eight townships, and Taoxi Village is famous for being poor, which can be seen to the extent.

The whole village is not small or big.

There are a total of 60 households in the whole village. Compared with the surrounding villages with hundreds of households, it is really small and has the smallest population.

Because the village was poor, young people in the village ran out one by one, wanting to make a lot of money outside, which made Taoxi Village become a famous left-behind village nearby.

In short, the mouse is too poor to patronize.

The girls outside said they were close, and shook their heads when they heard that it was from Taoxi Village. According to rumors, Taoxi Village has not held a wedding for at least five or six years.

"However, those people in Taoxi Village are making a living this year. If they can maintain this situation, the situation may gradually improve in the future." Accountant Zhao finally sighed.

He was doing statistics on the spot, watching the villagers get up to 2,000 yuan one by one, and to be honest, he was jealous.

"Boss, Ms. Song, have you tried the watermelon in Taoxi Village?" Master Dong said happily at this moment, "The taste is amazing. I can guarantee that this batch of melons will definitely be sold in our wholesale market." .If their watermelons remain of this quality for the next two years, our contract can continue to be signed!"

Dong Wangshu, "Need to say? Come back next time and immediately renew the contract!"

"I stayed there for most of the day today. The people in Taoxi Village are very simple and easy to get along with. Even the little dolls in their village are very sensible, especially Qiqi, who brought a group of little dolls to everyone in the morning. The guy delivers water and food, I’ve never seen such an attractive baby before..." After a tiring day, the chatterbox couldn’t stop, Master Dong had a smile on his face when he mentioned the situation in the village.

"Master Dong worked hard today, your little boss should give you an extra bonus." The woman's clear voice suddenly came from the front.

Dong Wangshu, "Here! Master Dong's salary is doubled this month!"

Master Dong, "???" What did he just say?

The bonus came unexpectedly. Excited, Master Dong tried hard to recall what he had done, and he went so far as to please Ms. Song.

The melons in Taoxi Village were praised before, but Ms. Song didn't respond yet.

It seems that I mentioned the people in the village...Qiqi? !

Master Dong looked up at the back of the driving woman with a serious face.

He can still boast about Qiqi, just give him a chance!

The setting sun is slanting, and the afterglow will be embers.

In the majestic brick house in Xizhong Village, the electric lights are bright.

Wang Jianzhong sat in the main room, his face dark and gloomy, and his mind was full of the car that drove past the village entrance in the afternoon.

The flowered shirt is also there, and the resentment in his eyes has not dissipated for a long time, "Damn, today is really unlucky! I've eaten up in that crappy place!"

Wang Jianzhong took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff, "When the woman came this morning, did you mention her name, Song Yueliang?"

"What do I call her! Damn bitch, don't let me get the **** out of me!" When she saw Song Yueliang for the first time, the flowered shirt was amazing.

But the moment the woman opened her mouth to humiliate him, the astonishment was gone. What kind of woman is that? A scorpion's mouth is not as poisonous as hers!

Wang Jianzhong raised his eyes, "I remember, your cousin's family used to work as a nanny in the city, and the person who served her seemed to be called Song Yueliang?"