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011 Little Poets 2

Fang Chen had already received a call from Yang Xi last night, telling him how many customers would be coming today. Yang Xi teased Fang Chen, "How about I introduce customers to you? Can I have a free tasting next time I go?"

Fang Chen readily agreed, as long as you are not afraid of bursting your stomach, you can eat as much as you want. Fang Chen has regarded Yang Xi as a friend. He thinks she has a lively and cheerful personality, although she has a fiery temper when speaking.

, but people with this kind of personality are very kind-hearted.

Today happened to be Sunday, and it was the right time for the customers to come. Fang Chen originally planned to tidy up the backyard at home today and grow some vegetables. Whether he eats it himself or sells it at a stall, he can also circulate it back and forth.

After all, there isn't much, and the advantage is that it matures faster and will always wither one day. The backyard can be used to connect it to the yard for future progress.

Yang Xi did not mention the specific identities of the customers, but only said that there could be four or five people. It is possible that they could have a farm meal here at noon. There is no need to entertain them with big fish and meat, just home-cooked food. As for the money for the meal, you can figure it out for yourself.

Just ask for it. If you give too much, it's their business. If you give less, don't feel aggrieved. Fang Chen felt that what Yang Xi said made sense, so he took a broader view.

I picked up a broom and swept the yard, and washed the pavilion with a water pipe. The old red brick paving made the yard look like it has the traces of vicissitudes of time, especially the red bricks that have been hit by raindrops for a long time.

, the potholes on it confirm the memories of the years.

As for lunch, Fang Chen had nothing to prepare. There were ready-made vegetables in the yard. As for a place to eat, the table in the pavilion was the most suitable.

After tidying up the yard, I put my phone in my pocket, put on my water shoes, and went to the backyard with my pickaxe.

The ground in the backyard is uneven, and some big rocks are stuck outside. Use a hammer to break them up little by little to make the backyard look smoother. The backyard is just a piece of land, and it turned out that an apricot tree was planted. When my father was alive, I thought the apricot tree

The windows in the backyard happened to be blocked, so the sunlight could not reach the inside of the house, so the lighting effect was not good, so the apricot trees were cut down, and now some cucumbers and tomatoes were planted inside. The stones were crushed, the ground was leveled, and the space was expanded.

After the stones in the backyard were crushed, the ground was filled, and the weeds were dealt with, it was already past eight o'clock.

According to Yang Xi, the time for the customer to arrive is getting closer and closer. He will receive the call in about half an hour. After washing his face and putting on his shoes, Fang Chen went to his fourth aunt's house to say hello in advance and have lunch.

I'm afraid I'm too busy to handle it. After all, it's a customer who's coming, so I can't wait any longer.

When we arrived at the fourth aunt's house, the fourth uncle went to the field. The fourth aunt was at home wearing glasses and sewing paper baskets with her own hands.

"Fourth Aunt, I think your craftsmanship is unmatched by anyone within hundreds of miles." Fang Chen sat next to Fourth Aunt and watched her sewing the paper basket stitch by stitch.

"You're getting sweeter and sweeter, tell me, what's the matter?" The fourth aunt knew that Fang Chen's flattery must have something to do with it.

"You can't hide anything from the fourth aunt, that's right..." Fang Chen told the fourth aunt about the customer's arrival and asked the fourth aunt to cook at noon.

When the fourth aunt heard this, it was a good thing. Even if the fourth aunt was busy with something, she had to put it down. Our family's Chenzi's affairs were the most important.

Fang Chen showed his courtesy, patting the fourth aunt's back and squeezing her shoulders, and the fourth aunt was so moved that she kept shouting, "Fang Chen, go ahead, your fourth aunt is not old yet."

After returning from my fourth aunt's house, I went to the mountains to pick some fruits and some cherries to take back and prepare.

Fang Chen had tasted the melon in the pavilion, but it didn't taste good. The watermelon had not been touched. It was a good time to try it today. It would definitely satisfy people. Fang Chen was very confident.

The fragrance of jasmine fills the countryside, and the unique smell of gardenia makes people inadvertently close their eyes and be intoxicated.

Just when Fang Chen was intoxicated, the phone rang.

Get on your motorcycle and go to the village entrance to prepare to meet customers.

Not long after, a red Mazda arrived at the entrance of the village. After Fang Chen confirmed it, he led the way on his motorcycle.

After the customers got off the bus, Fang Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised. These customers were all grandfathers, three grandfathers, one sister, and a little sister.

Come to home.

"Grandpas, Sister Liu, you're welcome, sit wherever you like." Fang Chen soaked a pot of honeysuckle and poured water for the grandfathers sitting in the pavilion. "Xinxin, brother is going to prepare some fruit for you." Fat and cute little Xinxin

Her young and tender face is as juicy as a peach, making her instantly lovable.

"I didn't expect that I would change my mind when I came here. The appearance of the countryside overturned my objectivity." Grandpa Cao drank water and looked at everything in the yard and sighed at the beautiful little garden in the yard. "Yes, Lao Cao

, do you yearn for this kind of leisurely life, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, this place can make people peaceful, their minds are not thinking about anything, it is just a quiet blank." Old Yangtou said while eating the cherry tomatoes that Fang Chen had washed.

I expressed my own thoughts.

Fang Chen showed a proud smile on his face: "Grandpas, if you like this place, the door will always be open for you."

"Hahaha, are you serious? Then we will stay here and never leave."

"No problem." Fang Chen.

Looking at the children's smiles on the grandfathers' faces, Fang Chen felt something in his heart. He had a different experience of the serenity and tranquility of the countryside and the high-rise buildings and noise of the city.

Xinxin hasn't eaten since she came in. Fang Chen has some questions: "Sister Liu, why doesn't Xinxin eat?"

Sister Liu told Fang Chen about Xinxin's anorexia. He was a little surprised: "That's it. Let me try it."

Fang Chen picked a melon, washed it, and came to Xinxin, who was admiring gardenias: "Xinxin, brother gave you a good thing, have you seen Huanhuan? It keeps asking for it from me, and I am reluctant to give it to you.

Xinxin is so cute, brother, I gave it to you." Fang Chen took out the melon hidden behind his back and handed it to Xinxin.

Xinxin frowned and pouted: "Brother Chen, Xinxin doesn't want to eat."

"Xinxin is the best, you take a bite first and try it. If it doesn't taste good, we won't eat it." Fang Chen waited for Xinxin to take the first step.

"Woof woof woof." Huanhuan saw the melon in Fang Chen's hand and ran over happily, squatting next to Fang Chen and staring at the melon with pleading eyes.

"Look, Xinxin, Huanhuan is going to steal it from you. Try it. If it doesn't taste good, let Huanhuan eat it." Fang Chen tactfully persuaded the lovely Xinxin.

Xinxin stretched out her chubby little hand to her mouth, as if hesitating a little, and glanced at Fang Chen: "Okay, Brother Chen, I'll give it a try." Xinxin took the melon, brought it to her mouth and took a bite, "Okay.

Sweet." Xinxin's little eyes sparkled and she looked at Fang Chen in surprise.

Fang Chen's mouth showed a satisfied smile: "Brother Chen didn't lie to you, it's delicious. Look, there's more on top." Fang Chen pointed at the melon dangling in the air.

Xinxin nodded while eating the melon: "Brother Chen, look at how pitiful Huanhuan is, can you pick one for him to eat?"

"Foodie, why don't you thank Xinxin?" Fang Chen picked a melon to seduce Huanhuan.

Huanhuan squatted down, raised her hooves and made a gesture of thanks to Xinxin.

"Hahaha, this dog is psychic." The grandfathers who were drinking water and laughing about life couldn't help laughing when they saw Huanhuan's cute scene.

Xinxin quickly finished the melon in her hand, and Fang Chen took out some cherries for her grandpas to eat.

He ran around the yard with a basin in his hands. The grandfather behind him seemed to have returned to his childhood: "Xinxin, did you know that Kong Rong gave up the pear?"

"Huh, I don't know."

Fang Chen and Sister Liu were laughing at each other, they were really a little naughty boy and an old naughty boy.

The yard was very lively with laughter, chasing and playing, Huanhuan following behind and making noises. When the breeze blew gently, gardenias added an elegant fragrance to the lively atmosphere.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the fourth aunt came in advance, said hello to several people, and then went into the kitchen. Fang Chen had prepared the vegetables and was waiting for the fourth aunt to start cooking.

Soon, the faint fragrance of vegetables wafted out from the kitchen.

Cucumbers, tomatoes mixed with sugar, gardenia and egg drop soup, scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, and a wild vegetable, bitter greens dipping sauce.

The fourth uncle brought a barrel of home-brewed cherry wine and drank wine with the grandfathers.

"Wow, it's delicious. Mom, you should try it too." Xinxin's little mouth was full, and she didn't forget to add vegetables to her mother's bowl.

Sister Liu's eyes were a little sour, and she was very grateful to Fang Chen: "Fang Chen, thank you."

"Sister Liu, why are you so polite? Xinxin is lovable."

Although the dishes on the table are light, the grandfathers eat them very vigorously. They eat a lot of big fish and meat. This kind of farm food makes people want to stop eating.

They were eating happily, chatting about home affairs, and joking. A lively scene shrouded the yard in a bright light.

Grandpas like to drink the cherry wine brewed by the fourth uncle. They strongly urge the fourth uncle to brew the cherry wine and make a reservation in advance.

It took a full hour to eat this meal. Everyone was so full that they patted their bellies and burped, looking at the bottomed plates with unsatisfied thoughts.

"Xinxin has a request, brother Chen, can you agree to it?" Xinxin touched her swollen belly and kept eating the melon in her mouth.

"Hey, what do you want from the cute little Xinxin?"

"I want to ask Brother Chen for a gardenia."
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