Chapter 33: The person she served was Song Yueliang

The loquats on the loquat tree in the courtyard had all turned yellow.

The fruits were big and round, hanging on the branches and ears, looking very attractive.

In the next moment, a wind blew through the hall, rustling the leaves, and the special fragrance of loquats also entered the nose.

Qiqi took a small stool from the kitchen and placed it at the root of the loquat tree. Just as she was about to say, she'll go up the tree and pick loquats for you, she saw the beautiful Auntie Song stretch out her hand and a string of loquats was already in her hand.

Qiqi, "..."

Aunty doesn't need to climb trees, she can reach out and pick loquats.

The child's dazed look amused Dong Wangshu. She broke off two loquats and sat on a small high stool. As She ate, she said, "with AuntIE Song here, how can a little child like you have the chance to climb a tree and pick fruits? She's like a monkey on a tree."

As soon as she finished speaking, her forehead was hit by a loquat seed.

The loquat flesh in his mouth was thick and fine, soft and juicy, extremely sweet, and almost not sour. Song Yueliang gave a high-grade evaluation.

After tasting one, she gave the rest of the fruits to Qiqi. "Children can't climb the tree. It's dangerous."

Qiqi hugged loquat and asked curiously, "didn't Auntie climb trees when she was young? But Auntie Dong said that you're a monkey in the tree."

She knew what monkey was about. A monkey was very good at climbing trees and could even jump around on the swing with one hand.

If she wanted to climb trees as well as a monkey, she would have to practice for a long time, right?

Song Yueliang was speechless.

Dong Wangshu burst into laughter again. "Your Auntie Song is more than just climbing trees. When we were studying, she would climb high walls with a flip of her hand. The school dean couldn't catch up with her every time, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet."

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

"She's good at her studies. She's very good at it. She always gets first place in her exams." Speaking of past exams, Dong Wangshu was overjoyed when she thought of something. "Yueyue, do you remember that sickly Fu Yanchi was always inferior to you in every exam? He never scored above you a single time. On the ranking list, you've been ranked first as usual, and he's ranked second as always."

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes. "I forgot."

When they left the Zhang family, Song Yueliang and Dong Wangshu filled a basket with loquats.

As the sun gradually moved to the west, the trucks at the village entrance formed a long line again to transport the second batch of goods.

The accounts of the villagers had been settled, and the rest of the goods were handed over to the caravans. Mr. Dong and accountant Zhao didn't need to follow them, so they got a free ride before their boss left.

Many villagers sent him off with their eyes.

Qiqi was also among them. She leaned next to her Granny, Zhang Xifeng, and watched the car gradually go away. For some reason, her heart seemed to be a little empty.

"Granny, I gave Aunties a basket of loquat."

"Alright, then we won't be able to finish the loquats in a short time."

"Aunties took the dustpan away. Our house is short of a dustpan. It's 80 cents a piece in town."

"....."

"Will Aunties come again next time? To return our dustpan?"

"...."

Qiqi touched her chest and pursed her lips in guilt.

Her Auntie had come from the city and brought her so many delicious candies, but she was actually reluctant to give up the eighty cents.

However, the dustpan was not hers. It was her Granny's.

It was better to ask Auntie to return it ...

This time, with Accountant Zhao as the guide, it would only take 20 minutes for Dong and Song to return from Xichun village to the town.

"Is accountant Zhao very familiar with this area?" On the way, Song Yueliang suddenly spoke up.

This made accountant Zhao a little flattered.

He was a good friend of Mr. Dong and knew from him that Miss Song's identity was not simple. In terms of wealth, even the Dong family of Hui city could not compare.

He quickly said, "I've been in Yang County for many years. During this period, I often travel to and from various towns and villages. I'm quite familiar with Taoxi village."

"Oh? Can you tell me more about Taoxi village?"

"Of course I can. Taoxi village is very famous in Kulu town." Accountant Zhao coughed lightly. "The village is known for being poor."

There were villages within ten miles of Zhuolu Town, and the extent to which Taoxi village could make a name for itself being poor was not simple.

The entire village was neither small nor big.

There were a total of 60 families in the village. Compared to the surrounding villages, which easily had more than 100 families, it was really small and had the least population.

Because the village was poor, the young people in the village ran out one by one, thinking of making big money outside. This led to Taoxi village becoming the famous stay-behind village nearby.

In short, they were so poor that even rats wouldn't visit.

Even the girls outside of the Taoxi village who looking to find a match for marriage would immediately shook their heads when they heard that the guys were from Taoxi village. According to the rumors, Taoxi village had not held a joyful event for at least five or six years.

"However, this year, the people in Taoxi village are doing well. If we can maintain this situation, the situation may slowly improve in the future." Accountant Zhao sighed.

He was doing the statistics on the spot and saw with his own eyes that the villagers were getting more than 2000 Yuan each. To be honest, he was jealous.

"Miss Dong, Miss Song, have you tried the watermelons from Taoxi village?" Mr. Dong chuckled and said, "the taste is amazing. I can guarantee that this batch of watermelons will not be a problem to sell in our wholesale market. If their watermelons remain at this quality for the next two years, we can continue to renew the contract!"

Dong Wangshu replied, "is there a need to say?" I'll immediately renew it the next time we come!"

"I stayed there for half a day today. The people in Taoxi village are very simple and easy to get along with. Even the children in their village are very sensible, especially Qiqi. She brought a group of children to bring water and food to everyone in the morning. I've never seen such an attractive child before ..." After a long day, Mr. Dong couldn't stop talking. He was smiling when he talked about the village.

"Mr. Dong, you've worked hard today. Your Miss Dong should give you a bonus." The woman's clear voice suddenly came from the front.

Dong Wangshu replied, "here! This month, Mr. Dong's salary will be doubled!"

Mr. Dong was bewildered. What did she just say?

The bonus came without warning. In his excitement, Mr. Dong tried to recall what he had done to make Miss Song happy.

When he praised the watermelons of Taoxi village, Miss Song had no reaction.

He seemed to have mentioned that the people in the village were good ... He mentioned Qiqi?

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

He could still boast about Qiqi as long as he had the chance!

The sun was setting, and the afterglow was about to be extinguished.

In the grand brick house of Xichong village, the lights were bright.

Wang Jianzhong sat in the central room, his face dark and gloomy. His mind was full of the small car that had driven past the village entrance in the afternoon.

The floral shirt guy was there too. The anger in his eyes did not dissipate even after a long time. "Damn it. I'm so unlucky today! I was beaten up in that broken place!"

Wang Jianzhong took out a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket, lit it up, and took a deep puff. "When that woman came this morning, she mentioned her name in the middle. Her name is Song Yueliang? "

"I don't care what she's called! F*cking b*tch, don't ever fall into my hands again!" When he first saw Song Yueliang, the floral shirt guy was stunning.

However, the moment a woman opened her mouth to humiliate him, all the appreciation for her appearance was gone. What kind of woman was that? Even a scorpion's mouth wasn't as poisonous as hers!

Wang Jianzhong raised his eyes. "I remember that your cousin's in-law's family used to be a nanny in the city. The person she served seemed to be called Song Yueliang?"