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Don't panic, I have a Spiritual Spring Farm.

Title: A wealthy abandoned wife at the start? Don't panic, I have a Spiritual Spring Farm. Song Ling, reborn as an abandoned wife of a wealthy family, decided to take her daughter and divorce him. She took the original owner's revenge in the process. She returned to her hometown and built a big beautiful farm by the sea. With her powerful planting and healing abilities, she grew fruits that could make people strong and healthy, and excellent medicinal herbs that could cure diseases, and quickly became mega rich. She also lived a happy life in her dream of facing the sea, spring flowers, farming and raising her children, lying flat and collecting money.

Witchy8181 · Urban
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75 Chs

High-tech nutrient solution

Seeing her dad's sulking face, Song Ling hugged little Xixi again and sat by her side, trying to get little Xixi to coax him. "Xixi, quickly call out to Grandpa."

Unexpectedly, Xixi didn't give her any face, twisted her head and said in a delicate voice, "I don't want it~"

Grandpa scared her just now, and she still remembers it!

Song Ling felt a little helpless watching the little girl play her temper.

She had been single in her previous life, never married until she died, let alone raised a child, so she really didn't know how to coax this child to do things.

Seeing that Song Ling still wanted to use the child to please him, and seeing his daughter's good intentions, his face finally eased up.

"All right, all right, what are you fussing with the child? I'm fine!"

Song Ling laughed and teased him. "Dad, don't be angry about those irrelevant people, from now on our family should be happy together. Xixi and I will accompany you and mom in the future. How nice it is to enjoy with family happiness every day!"

Father Song was amused by her and laughed. "Just your sweet mouth, please do it, then I will wait to enjoy your blessings in the future."

"That is required!"

Song Ling saw that the time had reached 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and said to Father Song. "Dad, it's past 2 o'clock, should we go over to find Uncle Dachao?"

Father Song looked at the time and immediately stood up, "Let's go, let's drive there."

The village committee is still a bit of a distance from her house, walking in the middle of the day is tiring and hot, so it's better to drive there faster.

Song Ling said again to the little Xixi in her arms. "Xixi, Mommy is going to go with Grandpa on an errand, you play with Grandma at home, and when Mommy comes back, I'll bring you something delicious, okay?"

Little Xixi squished her mouth, wanting to say no, but upon seeing Song Ling's eyes with a serious look, she worried that if she disobeyed, her mommy would not like her, so she weakly responded. "Okay~"

Song Ling deliberately put on a serious attitude, but also want the child to realize when it can be pampered, when to obey, not to delay the adults to do things.

Seeing that little Xixi was a little unhappy, Song's mother hurriedly coaxed her. "Xixi, Grandma will take you to the supermarket and to play on the slide, okay?"

As soon as she heard there was something to play with, Little Xixi's eyes lit up. "Yes, I'll go play on the slide with Grandma~"

Seeing that she was happy, Song Ling was also relieved and followed Father Song out the door.

Daliaowan Village Committee.

This is a small three-story building, with a green road and flower beds built at the entrance, and a small parking lot with a few cars parked inside.

Song Ling drove the car with Father Song, and when they arrived at the village committee, they also parked the car in the parking lot in front of the entrance.

Song Ling carried two boxes of fruit and followed Father Song into Song Dachao's village head office.

When standing at the door, Father Song knocked first.

Song Dachao was making tea inside, and when he saw them coming, he stood up happily and greeted them with a warm smile. "Ah Qiang, Ling Ling, you're here, come in and sit down."

Song Ling also kindly called out. "Uncle Chao, how are you? This is my own fruit, bring some over for you to try, it's delicious."

Song Ling handed two boxes of fruit to Song Dachao.

Song Dachao hurriedly refused. "No, no, you guys are too polite, you don't need to send me anything!" 

Father Song laughed: "Ah Chao, we are not bribing you, it's just a little fruit that Ling Ling grew herself, I tell you, this fruit is delicious, you will regret not eating it."

"Really? Say that much? Is it really that delicious?"

Seeing that Song Dachao doesn't believe what he said, Song's father immediately opened a box of cherries and washed a few and handed them to Song Dachao.

"Come, come, try it, the facts speak louder than words."

Song Dachao took the cherries that Father Song handed over, took one and put it in his mouth.

After eating, he was also shocked by the deliciousness of the cherries.

After eating the cherries, Song Dachao gave Father Song a thumbs up without hesitation. "This fruit is so delicious!"

Father Song smiled smugly and said. "I told you, you will definitely like it."

Song Dachao ate a few more, and then asked Song Ling. "Lingling, you really planted this fruit? Did you use any special technology? Can it be grown in large quantities?"

Song Ling smiled and replied. "Uncle Chao, this fruit is really grown by me, and it does use some high-tech nutrient solution. I now want to buy land to build a farm, just to grow this kind of high-end fruit and specialize in the high-end market."

As soon as Song Dachao heard it, he became interested. "Which research institute developed your nutrient solution?"

Song Ling smiled faintly. "No, it's my self-pursued foolishness."

Song Dachao's eyes widened in surprise. "Huh? You can fiddle with a high-tech nutrient solution just because you have nothing to do? Lingling, aren't you too good at it?"

Seeing his clear disbelief, Song Ling couldn't help but laugh. "Uncle Chao, why would I lie to you?"

Song Dachao asked her again. "Have you registered your high-tech nutrient solution?"

Song Ling replied: "I consulted some professionals, this crop nutrient solution, mainly to provide nutrients to plants, harmless to the human body, no need to register."

Song Dachao asked her again. "So you're not afraid of being stolen by others, huh?"

Song Ling smiled calmly: "Uncle Chao, only I can make this nutrient solution, and others can steal it."

Song Dachao continued to ask: "You have this good thing in your hand. If you make good use of it, you will definitely have great development. Do you have any plans for the future?"

Song Ling replied conservatively: "The nutrient solution in my hand cannot be mass-produced. It can only be used for my own small farm."

"You'd like to try out a small farm of a few hundred acres now, to see if it will work?"

"If there is no problem with a small farm of several hundred acres, I will find a way to expand the scale of planting."

After Song Dachao finished asking, he took out a map, spread it out on the table, and called Father Song and Song Ling to come and have a look.

"Look, the land marked on this map is the land that has not been sold by the village committee."

"This is what I mentioned to you before. There are 500 mu of mountain forest land near the sea. The mountain is a Stone Mountain with only a thin layer of soil. It is not easy to grow fruit trees. This mountain takes up 200 mu."

"One more thing. I want to remind you that this land is relatively remote. There is only a dirt road leading to the foot of the mountain, and there is no water or electricity."

"If you want to rent this land, you have to do all of this yourself. You may need to invest a lot of money in the early stage. You should think clearly!"

This piece of land, because of these reasons, is not easy to develop, so no one has bought it yet.

Song Ling also knew this place. When they were young, children like them used to come to Stone Mountain to play.

This stone mountain is called a mountain, but it is actually a small slope, at most forty or fifty meters high.

Although there are many stones in the mountain, fruit trees may not be planted, but medicinal materials can be planted.