A morning flies, and before you know it, it's eleven o'clock, and the summer sun is getting stronger, so that you can't open your eyes.

The vendors who set up their stalls have closed their stalls one after another, and are ready to come back in the cooler afternoon. So there were only a few people scattered around the streets.

After some shouting in the morning, the things that Song Xiangran and Xu Zhiyuan carried have been sold out at this time, and today is also a grand slam, and it is off to a good start.

"Zhiyuan, just the handicrafts and peaches that the two of us brought this time have sold a lot of money!" Song Xiangran was happy in his heart, and couldn't help but order another extra money.

Because it was almost noon, the temperature had risen a lot, the broken hair on Song Xiangran's forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his head, and his linen shirt was also wet in many places because of sweating.

But even so, Song Xiangran didn't complain at all, but happily stood under the sun and counted the money, letting sweat drip down his face.

Looking at Song Xiangran like this, Xu Zhiyuan felt more distressed in addition to admiration.

It just so happened that an uncle selling popsicles was about to come over on a bicycle, Xu Zhiyuan licked his somewhat dry lips, and the idea of inviting Song Xiangran to eat popsicles came up in his heart.

"Xiang Ran, do you want to eat an old popsicle?" Xu Zhiyuan wiped his sweat and gasped a little when he spoke.

"Sell popsicles, mung beans and red beans snow dolls, everything!" The uncle who sold popsicles shouted and parked his bicycle in front of Song Xiangran, "Little girl, it's hot, let's have a popsicle?"

Thinking that he was going home, it was better not to spend this spare money, Song Xiangran was about to open his mouth to refuse, but saw Xu Zhiyuan take out the money from his pocket and hand it to the uncle.

"Two old popsicles. Xu Zhiyuan took the popsicle and handed it to Song Xiangran with a smile, "Xiangran, you're tired all morning, let's have one!"

After a busy morning, Song Xiangran didn't have much chance to drink water, let alone rest.

"Thank you, Zhiyuan. Song Xiangran took the popsicle, took a bite, and grinned coldly.

"Eat slowly, don't worry. Xu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

The sun was shining hot, but Song Xiangran seemed to be in a no-man's land, lowering his head and taking a bite at a time, slowly biting the popsicle. Fine sweat also slowly flowed down from the sideburns, down the bridge of Song Xiangran's beautiful nose, white neck, and slid down to the good-looking collarbone.

Seeing that the drop of sweat was about to slide down, Xu Zhiyuan blinked his eyes, his Adam's apple moved unnaturally, and he looked away.

Seeing that Xu Zhiyuan's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, Song Xiangran couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Zhiyuan, why is your face so red, are you okay?" ”

"No, no, it's just that it's hot!" Xu Zhiyuan suddenly panicked, hurriedly waved his hand, quickly lowered his head and gnawed on the popsicle, muttering vaguely, "Let's go home after eating the popsicle, it's not hot." ”

By the time Song Xiangran and Xu Zhiyuan returned to Xiaolin Village, the chimneys of every household in Xiaolin Village were already smoking, and it was time for lunch.

After parting ways, Song Xiangran went straight to the kitchen at home.

Thinking that Song Xiangran had been out all morning, she must be tired and hungry, so Gao Huijuan started to prepare lunch early, and specially made farmhouse fried meat and potato stewed chicken for Song Xiangran.

Therefore, before entering the kitchen door, Song Xiangran smelled a burst of vegetable fragrance, and her stomach immediately reacted and cooed.

Hearing the sound of her stomach screaming behind her, Gao Huijuan didn't turn her head to look and knew that it was Song Xiangran who came back, smiled and took a piece of chicken from the pot and handed it to her side, almost instantly, the piece of chicken was in Song Xiangran's mouth.

"You're back, you're hungry, aren't you?" Gao Huijuan looked at Song Xiangran gently, and saw that she was sweating profusely, and she was very distressed, "Nan, go wash your face with cold water first, the meal will be ready soon." “

Chewing the chicken stewed just right, fat but not greasy, Song Xiangran felt fluttering.

"If you don't wash it, I'll eat by this stove, and I'll starve to death." Song Xiangran said that he was about to pinch the dishes in the pot with his hand.

"How old are you, big grinning, pay attention to your image, who will accept you in the future." Gao Huijuan gently patted Song Xiangran's hand away with a sigh, "Go wash your face, be comfortable." “

"Oh. Song Xiangran was obedient and had to go to the yard to get a basin of well water and wash his face.

Finally when it was time for lunch, Song Xiangran feasted and ate after a while.

"Oh, you, eat slowly, and no one will rob you. Gao Huijuan glared at Song Xiangran funny and angry.

"Isn't that a long time since I ate meat......" Song Xiangran touched his stomach comfortably and said with a smile.

This time, Gao Huijuan and Song Jianguo didn't say anything, because they knew that it was already very good for the family to be full over the years, and stewed chicken with potatoes like today was almost a big dish only available during the Chinese New Year.

Presumably Song Xiangran also suffered a lot when she was abducted and trafficked, Gao Huijuan and Song Jianguo looked at each other, and they were very distressed.

Realizing that his parents were silent that something was wrong, Song Xiangran hurriedly began to change the topic: "Hey, Dad, Mom, let me tell you, this morning, Zhiyuan and I sold out everything. What a great start, Grand Slam!"

"All the ones you carried out in the morning were sold?" Song Jianguo said in surprise.

You must know that the supply of peaches in the village is in excess of demand this year, and many people are worried about these fruits. Song Xiangran and Xu Zhiyuan sold out those handicrafts and peaches in just one morning!

"Yes, not only that, but those who bought us also paid a deposit for the farmhouse!" Song Xiangran looked at his parents proudly.

Seeing that Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan didn't believe it very much, Song Xiangran took his money box and put it in front of them. After seeing the box full of banknotes, Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan really believed it.

Song Xiangran put away the box and said with a smile: "When we finish eating, we will discuss with the village chief together, and quickly arrange the layout, and the first batch of tourists will come the day after tomorrow." “

In the evening, Xiaolin Village held another meeting, and everyone learned that Song Xiangran's idea was really going to be implemented, and they were all so excited that they went to carry out their tasks one by one with high morale.

Thinking that there were many tourists coming, these things in the village would definitely not be enough, so Song Xiangran decided to call Xu Zhiyuan to go to the market to buy some meat and vegetables to entertain tourists, as well as supplies for accommodation.

"Xiangran, I told the other side, I have to go back tomorrow to settle the salary, I'm afraid I can't go with you. Although he knew that he would see Song Xiangran again after the start of school, Xu Zhiyuan was still reluctant to give up.

After all, because of looking for himself, Xu Zhiyuan delayed the time to settle the salary, and Song Xiangran felt a little guilty in his heart, so he patted Xu Zhiyuan and said, "It's okay, you can go!