Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Chapter 108 Chapter 106, Father and Son Night Talk, Youth Past

It's almost eight o'clock at night!

Wu Qingfeng drove the already muddy Ford pickup into the yard.

"How's it going? How much have you planted?" Wu Shixun, who was sitting in the yard smoking a cigarette and taking a break from the cool, asked with a smile when he saw his son get out of the car.

He also went there at noon, but he planted a few trees, and Lao Yao couldn't take it anymore. Because he kept digging holes, he couldn't resist, so he came back.

"More than 1!" Wu Qingfeng said casually.

After a day of tossing, he was too tired.

Including the workers brought by Wu Qingnian, there are 110 four people in total, and 1 three apple trees were planted.

Some people are strong and quick to dig holes. The tallest person planted 120 four apple trees.

At least more than 80 seeds were planted.

"That's pretty fast!" Wu Shixun nodded upon hearing this.

"You're hungry, wash your face quickly, the water in my pot is boiling, cook the noodles right away!" Seeing her son coming back, the old lady quickly fetched some hot water from the washbasin and brought it to Wu Qingfeng.

"Well, put more!"

Wu Qingfeng took the washbasin brought out by his mother and said with a smile, how to say, he hasn't done farm work for so long in many years, and he is tired and hungry now.

"Okay!" The old lady smiled, and hurried into the room to cook noodles.

After washing his face, Wu Qingfeng sat beside the old man with a chair.

"What do you think about the pig farm?" Wu Shixun saw his son lighting a cigarette, and asked after thinking about it.

"What do you think?" Upon hearing this, Wu Qingfeng looked at the old man with a smile while holding a cigarette, a little confused.

"I just think you, kid, do too much work. You also raise pigs, plant orchards, and build reservoirs and power stations. Can you be busy!" Wu Shixun asked his son indifferently.

In the past, when my son was not around, it was okay to make a phone call occasionally.

Now my son is back, but he made such a big move as soon as he came back. After all, my son is in his 40s, and people in their 40s are starting to go downhill.

He also came from that age and knew that after the age of 40, the body and will are not as good as before the age of 40.

My son built such a big stall all at once, so he is destined to not have an easy time in the future.

He couldn't help worrying about whether his son's body would be able to bear it.

"Dad, I know what you mean!"

Wu Qingfeng instantly understood that the old father was worried about him.

"It's true that I'm a bit ambitious, but I just pay money, give a big direction, and actually do the work, so I definitely have to recruit people."

"Don't worry about me, I've lost most of my life to you, son, and I won't make you proud in the future."

"In the future, people will ask who is the richest man in Hengcheng, Anshi, or even Qindi? Then you smoke a dry pipe and say lightly, that is my son!"

"What a face!" Wu Qingfeng joked.

"Go away, I'm telling you the truth, why don't you make fun of me!" Wu Shixun's eyes suddenly widened.

But then he couldn't hold back anymore and still laughed.

"You brat really dare to think, how much is the richest man in Qin land!" Wu Shixun knocked on the cigarette bag and cursed with a smile.

"How much can there be? Seventy-eight billion is enough!" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

"..."

Wu Shixun glanced at his son, he didn't bother to talk to this stinky boy anymore, it was easy to say, only 800 billion.

"Okay, let's eat and eat!"

The old lady was carrying two bowls of noodles, and seeing the father and son chatting, she was very happy, and she smiled unconsciously.

Now that her eldest son is by her side, she feels happy.

Wu Qingfeng got up to take the noodles and ate them directly.

Sauerkraut noodles!
The old lady pickled it with local cabbage. It is hot and sour and refreshing. It is delicious when served with medium-sized noodles. When eating pickled cabbage noodles, even if he is not very hungry, he can eat two bowls. If he is very hungry, three bowls are enough Easily.

"Eat slowly, and, no one will grab you!" The old lady smiled happily when she saw her son wolfing down his mouth.

"This brat seems to be hungry today!" Wu Shixun put down his cigarette pouch, took the sauerkraut noodles brought by his wife, watched his son's eating speed, and smiled.

"Mom, I want more!"

Wu Qingfeng drank the noodle soup quickly, hiccupped quickly, and handed the bowl to his mother, as if he was not a middle-aged man in his 40s, but a four-year-old child.

"Okay, there's still more in the pot!"

The old lady took the bowl and hurried into the room to refill it.

"By the way, today you showed me that house with black pigs. I went to check it out at noon. Your Thirteenth Master's house has two black sows. One gave birth to thirteen piglets at the end of March, and the other one gave birth at the beginning of this month. Eighteen piglets were born." Wu Shixun said while eating.

"They're all Yanan black pigs?" Wu Qingfeng was overwhelmed with surprise.

"I don't know, anyway, it's similar to our black pig, and their two sows are mated with our sows from the same boar."

"By the way, I also found out that Li Chengru's house in Qinglong Village has a sow, and I heard that she gave birth in March."

"Li Chengru, where is his home?" Wu Qingfeng was taken aback.

"Have you forgotten? When you were in junior high school, didn't Li Chengru say that he would betroth his daughter to you? You didn't want to. You said that his daughter was dark and thin, and you asked the brother of that girl to find someone to beat you. In the end, I And Li Chengru was criticized by Murakami!" Wu Shixun laughed.

"Is there? I don't remember!" Wu Qingfeng turned his face away.

Of course he remembered such a big event. At that time, the old man Li Chengru was a teacher, but not the teacher who taught him. Although he was a teacher, he liked to joke with others.

He was also handsome when he was young, so old man Li said that he would betroth his daughter to him.

At that time, a little girl in the countryside!

Because of doing farm work every day, coupled with malnutrition, he has dark skin and is taller than he was then, and thinner, so he can be seen.

So Tong Yan Wuji, said some ugly words, who knew that the girl heard it at the door, and then cried.

The old man Li Chengru was joking, so naturally he didn't say anything.

But the girl's brother, who heard that he made his sister cry, told him not to leave after school.

At that time, he would be afraid. As the largest village in Hengcheng, all of them were surnamed Wu, and they went to the only middle school in the town. There were ten or twenty uncles and brothers surnamed Wu, plus friends and friends.

Wu Qingfeng led five, no. 60 people, to wait at the school gate. He frightened Li Chengru, the eldest son, and a dozen others out of school.

But because of this, both Li Chengru and the old man were called to school to be criticized, and then they went back to the village to be criticized.

As for the girl, he later apologized.

I heard that the girl got married after finishing junior high school, and I never saw her again.

Of course, if the old man hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have remembered it.

"Let's talk about the piglets of Li Chengru's family. Did you say to buy all of the two litters of piglets in Master Thirteen's house?" Wu Qingfeng asked quickly.

(End of this chapter)