Chapter 541

Back in the yard, it was still dark. It seemed that it was going to rain at night. Spring rain was as expensive as oil. Spring rain was a very good omen for farmers.

There is a saying that "good rain knows the season, when spring comes."

Ye Guangrong had a deep sleep that night. The next day, he got up and opened the door of the house. A cold air suddenly hit him, which made Ye Guangrong feel refreshed and sober.

The ground of the yard has become wet. It looks smooth but not muddy. The spring rain is continuous. It is never too big, and it rarely makes a lot of water on the ground.

Out of the room, bathed in the patter of spring rain, ye Rongrong's heart thumped with cadence. A year's plan is in spring, and a day's plan is in the morning.

Ye Guangrong's thoughts begin with the morning bell and evening drum, with a spring rain, and without looking back on the rain

Spring rain carefully irrigates the earth. As a result, the willows are green, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the birds are singing. Everything wakes up under the spring breeze and grows under the spring rain.

As the ancient poem says: Tianjie light rain run as crisp, grass color far away, but no near. Most of all, one year's spring is better than tobacco and willows.

Spring rain, like silk, is light and fine. You can't hear the sound or feel the dripping rain. Just feel as if this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisten the heart of Ye Rongrong.

Spring rain quietly opened the prelude of spring, although there is no wind, no rain cheers, no lightning shine, although very small, very fine, but it is still "moisten things silently".

It permeates the earth, moistens everything and washes the dust. It makes the flowers redder, the grass greener, the sky bluer and the air fresher. It caresses people with soft arms.

Ye Guangrong takes a deep breath. The moist air is a bit cool, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and soil. It is refreshing, refreshing and refreshing.

The willow seedlings beside the pond stretch out their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rain, indicating that they will grow and grow quickly.

At the edge of the pond where ye Rongrong came from, I saw all the young fish floating on the surface of the pond, jumping happily in the spring rain, with their heads against the surface of the water in circles of small waves, which made them more energetic.

This kind of drizzle is nothing at all for rural people. They don't take umbrellas or wear hats when they go out in the morning, so they let cool filaments entangle themselves.

Let yourself also feel the precious gift of nature. Spring rain is of great significance to farmers. The arrival of spring rain indicates that Spring Rush is about to begin.

Ye Xianghai, the old village head, steps over from the rain and fog with both hands on his back. This is a habit he began to develop as a village head. Over the decades, no matter it's windy or rainy, he will walk around the village, just like inspecting his own territory.

"Village head, you've visited the village so early." Ye Guangrong said with a smile to the old village head.

"It's late. It's more than nine o'clock. You're the only one who gets up so late."

Ye Xianghai said with a smile. If this is put to the past, ye Xianghai will not be so polite to speak to Ye Guangrong, but will give ye Guangrong a lecture.

But now, although Ye Guangrong is still so lazy, he has the ability now. Ye Xianghai still attaches great importance to those who have the ability.

Now ye Guangrong's laziness is nothing in Ye Xianghai's eyes. On the contrary, ye Xianghai thinks it's normal for ye Guangrong to have this laziness. Otherwise, it's against heaven.

God is always fair. If he gives you advantages, he will also give you disadvantages. That's why he says that no one is perfect, and even saints make mistakes.

"Today's spring rain is earlier than usual." Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"Yes, it must be a good year." The old village head said happily.

Spring is the time for all things to recover and trees to sprout. A spring rain can release the vitality of the whole winter, a autumn rain, a cold, in turn, a spring rain, a warm.

The early spring rain means that this year's crops can be planted earlier, and they will grow vigorously and have enough time. As long as it is not a special dry day later, it will be a good harvest.

"By the way, your family still has dozens of acres of mountains. Do you want to plant something this year?"

Asked the old village head. After all, ye Rongrong's mountain has been idle since his parents passed away. Now ye Rongrong has made some progress. The old village head can't help asking.

"I want to grow watermelon in the mountains." Ye Rongrong said.

Now that I have decided to farm at home, I can't leave the land idle. Now I have "advanced plant nutrient solution". If I don't farm, it's too bad.

"It's good to grow watermelon. Now we need to prepare watermelon seedlings."

The old village head said. For ye Rongrong's idea of planting watermelon, the old village head is very supportive. Anyway, it's better than leaving the land idle.

"Village head, there is still a large area of idle land in the south of the village. Do you think you can contract it to me?" Ye Rongrong thought about it and said."Why do you want to contract such a large field?" Asked the old village head, puzzled.

"Growing vegetables."

Ye Rongrong said. Last year, ye Rongrong sold vegetables in the vegetable market for several days and made a lot of money. Ye Rongrong felt that if he planted vegetables and sold them, it would be a huge profit. Who would let him have "plant high-grade nutrient solution".

"You can grow vegetables!"

Ye Xianghai, the old village head, looked at Ye Rongrong suspiciously and said. You know, the old village head has never seen Ye Guangrong plant vegetables in the field, and he is so lazy, can he plant good vegetables?

"I can't grow vegetables, but I can hire people from the village to help me grow vegetables."

Ye Rongrong said. After all, you have so many fields to contract. If you really rely on yourself to grow vegetables, you will be tired to death. Ye Guangrong will not do such a thing.

Anyway, ye Rongrong knows that he will make a lot of money when he grows vegetables. He still cares about asking the villagers to help him grow vegetables.

"Well, I'll do it for you as soon as possible."

Since ye Guangrong has this heart, the old village head will certainly contribute. After all, the people in the south of the village have moved out, and there are weeds in such a large field in his spare time. To be honest, the old village head is also distressed. Now ye Guangrong is willing to contract vegetables, and the old village head is very happy.

"Village head, I bought a car and built a pond. I almost used up my savings. Do you see the contract fee?"

Ye Rongrong said with some embarrassment. Now ye Rongrong's bank card is worth 300000 yuan. If the contract cost is too high, ye Rongrong can't get it out.

"There's no problem. The contract fee can be paid in installments."

The old village head said very frankly. Now installment payment is popular not only in the city, but also in the countryside.

"Thank you very much, old village head."

Ye Rongrong said. Ye Rongrong couldn't help thinking about whether he was going out to see a doctor and get some money recently. He contracted land and planted vegetables. He was very short of money.

If there's an emergency one day, I can't afford it.

"I'm going to look elsewhere."

After chatting with Ye Rongrong for a few minutes, the old village head went back to other places in the village to inspect, but now ye Rongrong is the key place for the old village head to inspect.

Because ye Rongrong is now the biggest self-employed farmer in Taoyuan village. The old village head doesn't care much about how to do it.

After the old village head left, ye Guangrong didn't go back to his house. Instead, he stood by the pond and let the hazy spring rain fall on him. The sky made Ye Guangrong feel more tranquil. Now ye Guangrong feels integrated with the world.

"I'm so grown-up, and I went out in the rain."

When ye Rongrong comes back to the house, he has been soaked in the drizzle, and Liu Qingqing says painfully. This man should be in the charge of a woman, or he will be like a child.

"I'm strong. It's OK to get a little rain on me." Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Ye Rongrong likes the feeling of being cared by his own women.

"No matter how strong you are, you can't get wet like this. If you do this again, you won't go to bed."

Liu Qingqing, with a towel in her hand, carefully wipes the rain on her head for ye Rongrong, and says in a threatening way.

"Ha ha..."

Hearing Liu Qingqing's words, Liu Yifei, who was watching TV, couldn't help laughing. Liu Yifei thinks Liu Qingqing is so cute that she threatens her man by going to bed.

That's a tough move.

If later he can find the man he likes, if he is not obedient, he also threatens him like this.

Just can you find the man you like?

Liu Yifei couldn't help looking at Ye Guangrong.

It's a pity that the man you like already has a master.

"Why didn't you go back to work?"

Being teased by Liu Yifei, ye Guangrong blushes. After all, in front of other women, he is threatened by his wife, disobedient and unable to go to bed. Ye Guangrong feels that he has lost his share.

"It's Saturday, OK? It's a weekend for public servants."

Liu Yifei looks at Ye Guangrong speechless and says. Ye Guangrong doesn't know that Chinese public servants are on a two-day break, right?

"I know that public servants are on weekends, but you are the leader, the parent officer of a county." Ye Rongrong said doubtfully.

Ye Rongrong used to see in the news that there are no holidays for the government, leaders and leaders, and they have to serve the people at the end of the day.

"Who told your parents there would be no two-day break." Liu Yifei looks at Ye Rongrong and says.

"Isn't it said on TV that your officials work for the people day and night?" Ye Rongrong said. Ye Rongrong can remember that he has heard many such reports.

"It's just a show by some officials. Officials are also people. How can they not have a rest? Do you want to know which department is the best to implement the national statutory holidays?" Liu Yifei looks at Ye Guangrong and asks."Which department?"

Ye Guangrong really doesn't know.

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