The butterfly spectacle lasted for three days. During this period, videos circulated on the Internet. The picking garden was full of people and there was a steady flow of passengers. It was officially launched. Fang Chen was not too greedy. Based on the number of people, it was RMB 50 per person to enter the garden to pick strawberries, and children were free.

It's enough to eat. You can take it away if you want. Calculated by the pound, it's 20 per pound. He is very satisfied with the income every day.

He felt in his heart that space is really amazing. After picking strawberries, they will grow again the next day. This scene made him a little excited. If this continues, it will be a protracted battle.

Fang Chen accepted the guest's suggestion and hung a plaque, Ecological Picking Garden. These words were written by Yang Xi himself.

The guests who came here all came after seeing the spectacular scene of butterflies on the Internet. When they arrived, they couldn't believe what they saw. It was really beautiful. I had never seen it before. Some guests came from hundreds of kilometers away.

I drove thousands of miles away to see this spectacular sight.

The picking garden just happened to rise due to the spectacular butterfly scene. Tourists were exclaimed after eating strawberries. They originally wanted to see the scene, but they didn't expect that strawberries were also a highlight.

The hot scene not only filled the picking garden with people, but also Fangcun Village became the most beautiful scenery.

After seeing the wild scenery of the countryside here, the guests in the city changed their views on the countryside and took pictures with their cameras.

The little guy also volunteered to be a tour guide, leading guests to appreciate the beauty surrounded by nature in Fang Village. This little guy also has a business acumen, and he also led a large number of guests to visit the greenhouse vegetables, which made the villagers gain more.

stand up.

In the past few days, the three little cuties have not gone back. They are on summer vacation, so they stayed at the fourth aunt's house in the evening. The house is also big.

Brother Liu and the others went back to take care of business. Fang Chen felt relieved and believed he could take good care of these little guys. Yang Xi followed the fourth aunt to take care of these little guys at night. Fang Chen guarded a big house by himself and didn't think anything was wrong. He just took the opportunity.

Taking care of the space.

For meals, the guests strongly requested to eat farm food, and the villagers were very busy. Every household’s chimneys were filled with smoke, the fires on the stoves were blazing, and the pots of water were boiling. They were killing chickens and fish, not for money, but for money.

Such excitement.

The green branches of willow trees are fluttering, the rivers are gurgling, children are playing happily, and puppies are barking, creating a beautiful rural scene.

When Brother Liu left, he originally planned to introduce strawberries to the supermarket, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to forget it. Strawberries will flourish even more here.

On this day, after seeing off the last batch of guests, Fang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, brewed a cup of warm honeysuckle and handed it to Yang Xi, who was concentrating on painting, and said, "Xixi, I've been tired these days."

"Not tired, very happy, Brother Chen, I like this fulfilling life more and more." Yang Xi said with a smile while drinking water.

Fang Chen found a small bench and sat next to Yang Xi, looking around, and said with emotion: "Yes, I also like this kind of life, but it's a pity..."

Yang Xi blinked her beautiful eyes, "What's the pity?"

"It would be even happier if there was a little one in front of me, walking unsteadily and shouting inarticulately, daddy, mommy." Fang Chen said with a bad smile.

"How are you?" Yang Xi leaned on his shoulder gently and happily, tapping his chest gently with her little hand.

Happiness has been silent for a long time. Although there are no words, the warm side is still so warm that people can't help but admire what a happy couple they are.

The sunset reflected half of the sky red, and the butterflies in the picking garden returned to nature. The magic thing was that the pink butterfly kept waving its wings in the picking garden.

The warm picture stays at this moment.

The two of them snuggled together happily, watching Huanhuan and Xiaobai chase the pink butterfly, with a faint smile on their lips.

The pink butterfly seemed to regard this place as home, and seemed to feel very close to Yang Xi. When it was tired of flying, it would land on her hair shoulder.

Fang Chen smacked his lips, he felt like a part of the family again, and he proudly gave Butterfly a famous name, Pink Girl.

This made Yang Xi laugh. Brother Chen, you are so talented. This name is like thunder. The amazing thing is that the pink girl seems to like this name very much, waving her wings and spinning in circles above Fang Chen's head.

I was surprised and thought about why butterflies were attracted here. If I couldn't figure it out, I stopped thinking about it. Some things don't need a reason. Maybe this is the blessing of nature.

Yang Xi held the painting book and looked at the picture quietly, occasionally smiling secretly. Fang Chen liked this painting very much. The figures of the cuties, Huanhuan and Xiaobai, and himself, the swarms of butterflies in the sky

Dancing, at first glance, it feels full of happiness.

"Xixi, does this painting have a title?" Fang Chen always felt that there was something missing about this painting, and suddenly he remembered that there was no title.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Brother Chen, do you have any good ideas?" Yang Xi looked at Fang Chen with shining eyes.

Fang Chen stood up, holding his hands behind his back, and saw the afterglow of the sunset outside shining on the picking garden. A wave of emotion came to his heart, "How about the title, happiness?"

Yang Xi clapped her hands and applauded, "This is our happiness, this painting is the perfect finishing touch."

Fang Chen knows Yang Xi's expertise and sometimes brings a lot of suggestions. For example, he is good at titles. Although he can't draw, he can get the feeling from the paintings.

I have never seen Yang Xi paint with a brush. If this was a hand-painted painting, the real feeling would definitely be more shocking.

He believed in her level and talent. Yang Xi raised her lips, clasped her hands behind her back, and said cheerfully that she would start painting by hand when she became more familiar with the lines.

Time always slips away quietly in happiness. In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

The little cuties reluctantly pouted and went back. The summer vacation was over halfway. They couldn't just play and study. Fang Chen promised the little cuties to come back on Sunday. You must study hard when you go back, especially

Little Dudu, don’t just eat. The next time you come, bring a certificate. Brother Chen will be very happy. Xiao Dudu pouted his mouth and agreed. When I bring the certificate, Brother Chen will make one for me.

The table is delicious, and the little one still doesn’t forget to eat.

The picking garden is open to the public as always, life is busy and fulfilling, Fang Village is bustling with activity, and the income of every household has increased much more than in previous years. The villagers lamented that the glory belongs to Fang Chen.

At first glance, the current Fang Village looks like the style of the Fairy Garden Farm. Yang Xi and Fang Chen agreed to paint a painting of the Fairy Garden Farm and bring it to the exhibition.

It's another sunny day, and the sunshine is a bit harsh.

After the villagers finished working in the vegetable greenhouses, they would go to the fields with straw hats to take care of the fruit trees. The early-maturing poplar varieties have already fallen from the trees.

These days, poplar pears ripen relatively late. They have golden luster and sweet flesh. They are very popular in summer.

Especially the canned ones made of Yang pear. When the Yang pear turns soft and yellow, add some rock sugar and steam it in a pot. The juice will slide into the throat and become sweet. Even the lips will be slightly sweet all day long.

, rock sugar snow pear, a must-have to relieve the heat in summer.

The picking garden is closed today. Yang Xi is helping her fourth aunt to pick poplars. Fang Chen also has to help her fourth uncle push the cart. The area where the poplar fruit trees are located is not smooth and tricycles cannot drive in, so they have to use a small pushcart to go there.

Pushing down, Fourth Uncle is too busy to do it by himself.

The sales of poplars have long been opened, and supermarkets, wine, and all rural agricultural products are still in stock as always.

The truck was already waiting. Fang Chen pushed a bamboo basket of Yangli. After loading it into the truck, he prepared for the next trip. He went to Aunt Lan's shop and ordered a few bottles of iced drinks. It was a hot day and he was sweating profusely. He wanted to drink some.
Chapter completed!