After a night, Ji Yunyang estimated that Gong Qing should be deflated in the morning, so he got up early in the morning and took out the honey brought by the family first, and went downstairs to pour a glass of boiling water for her to dry.

The village chief's wife was already busy in the kitchen, and as soon as she saw Ji Yunyang coming downstairs, she greeted him warmly: "Mr. Ji, you also got up so early?"

"Get used to it. Ji Yunyang replied, "The children in the family have to go to school, and they have to get up here every day to cook for her, which is similar to you." ”

"You're a good father. The village chief's wife complimented, "At your age, the child is in elementary school, right?"

"Not yet, in kindergarten. Ji Yunyang replied, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart, what is the meaning of "look at your age"? Does he look very old?

The village chief's wife didn't care and said, "Then you can get married late enough for the child to ......."

"That, why aren't the village chief and your son at home?" Ji Yunyang hurriedly interrupted her, not wanting to continue discussing the topic of age.

The village chief's wife also talked to him casually, and her thinking followed his topic directly, and replied: "The two of them went to the peach orchard to unload the peaches, and they can sell them at a good price while the morning is cool and the peaches are fresh." After she finished speaking, she smiled at Ji Yunyang again: "You people in the city have never seen peaches growing on trees, right? ”

Ji Yunyang really hadn't seen it, he agreed, and prepared to go upstairs to send it to Gong Qingchen with the honey water that had been dried to the right temperature.

"Mr. Ji, you go upstairs and call Miss Gong by the way, just say that breakfast will be ready soon, please get her up!" The village chief's wife shouted to Ji Yunyang while busy working by the stove.

Ji Yunyang agreed, he was going to come over and call Gong Qingchen to get up.

After knocking on the door twice, Ji Yunyang stood at the door for a while before waiting for Gong Qingchen to open the door.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked, as he placed the honey water on the table, with concern.

"It's ok. Gong Qingchen replied coldly and took the clothes from the chair next to the bed.

Ji Yunyang felt bad when he heard it, why didn't this voice sound past that momentum?

The village chief's wife said that breakfast was almost ready. Ji Yunyang continued tentatively, "You can go downstairs to eat after you pack up." ”

"Got it. Gong Qingchen replied impatiently, "You are really verbose. ”

This time Ji Yunyang was sure that she was really still angry, although he didn't know why, but he didn't say anything more because he was very eager to survive, and went downstairs to help the village chief's wife set the table.

Although the village chief's wife said that breakfast was almost ready, she had just put the fried cakes out of the pot until Gong went downstairs after washing up in the morning.

Gong Qingchen helped her serve the plates twice, and as soon as the table was set here, the village chief and his son returned.

"That's right!" the village chief's wife smiled heartily, "Wash your hands and eat!" After speaking, he stepped forward to pick up the basket in the village chief's hand, and counted a few peaches left in it by the way.

"It was not bad this morning. The village chief said, "All the picks have been sold, so I have kept a few good ones and will bring them with me when Mr. Ji and Miss Gong leave." ”

Hearing him say this, Ji Yunyang and Gong Qingchen both came up to take a look, and sure enough, the few peaches left in the basket were all the size of a fist, and the color was pink and tender, which made people like it at first glance.

This was planted by their own family, and Ji Yunyang and Gong Qingchen were not too polite, and after saying thank you, they put the basket aside and sat around for breakfast.

The village chief's wife said yesterday that she would make breakfast for Gong Qingchen in a different way, and today she really fulfilled her promise, and the staple food was egg cake, accompanied by their own pickled pickles, which was very delicious.

"This capers are made from the beans I planted last year, and they all say they are special for rice. The village chief's wife said, "This year's planting has already begun to end, Miss Gong, if you don't leave, I can teach you pickled beans in a few days." ”

"Talking nonsense!" the village chief said to her, "Miss Gong and Mr. Ji have careers to be busy in the city, who will learn to pickle beans from you!"

"No, I'm curious. Gong Qingchen said and looked at the carob rack in the yard, a few beans had already borne fruit, hanging down one by one, which could be called "fruitful", and some were a little slower, and there were small white or purple flowers.

Hearing her say this, the village chief's wife was very happy, and began to talk about her experience in growing vegetables again.

After eating, Gong Qingchen walked slowly in the yard for two laps to eat, and when he walked to the side of the bean rack, he couldn't help but stop and admire those small flowers with big nails.

Ji Yunyang stood next to her, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch a pink-purple bean flower, pinned it to Gong Qingchen's sideburns.

"It's so beautiful. He complimented with a smile.

Gong Qingchen didn't appreciate it, took the carob flower off his hair, and said to him, "Don't be so frivolous. This is someone else's dish, if you want to bear beans, you can pick it if you say it, is it worthy of the capers you ate for breakfast today?"

Ji Yunyang was speechless for a while, feeling aggrieved, and feeling that she seemed to have a point, but she was still angry, and he couldn't figure it out.

Not long after breakfast, Little Joe came to them, intending to take them for a walk around the village. When he came yesterday, he wore clothes sponsored by the brand, and today he changed back to the short-sleeved shorts and flip-flops that he often wears in his hometown.

"Let's go to the orchard. Gong Qingchen said, "Didn't you say that you plant everything in your village? ”

Of course, Xiao Qiao agreed, because the orchards were on the outskirts of the village, and the road was relatively long, and he also borrowed the tricycle of the village chief's family and drove them for a ride.

"Sister Qingchen, you haven't been in this kind of car, have you?" On the way, Xiao Qiao turned around and asked loudly while driving.

Of course they haven't ridden, the first car in Ji Yunyang's life was a Ferrari that Ji Jun bought him after he went home, and before that they were all bicycles, and then he gave it to Ji Mingyang immediately after he had the money to change to a new car. As for Gong Qingchen, she rode a two-wheeled electric car when she was exhausted, but the degree of wind pulling was far worse than this.

After a bare ride along the way, Little Joe took them to his own orchard. Although he has no parents, the village has not treated him badly, and he has the homestead and the land he should have, but he has no time to manage the orchard, so he rented it to others, and said that he would take the harvest of a few trees every year plus some cash as rent, and it can be regarded as a harvest.

"This is my land. Xiao Qiao introduced to them, "It's the peak season for nectarines to come down, and everyone is busy picking fruits, Sister Qingchen, which one do you like, you can pick and eat it directly, and it's sweet and crisp to keep!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yunyang glared at him secretly, Gong Qingchen was pregnant, he didn't know, these fruit trees growing in the ground must have been sprayed with pesticides, so they picked and ate them directly, what should I do if something goes wrong?

Gong Qingchen didn't pay as much attention to him as much, she listened to Xiao Qiao's words, walked into the garden, picked a red and bright fruit, put it under her nose and sniffed it deeply, only to feel a sweet fragrance flowing down her nose and directly into her forehead.

"With such a sweet fruit, this flower must be super pretty!" she complimented Little Joe.

"That's!" said Xiao Qiao proudly, "we all plant fruit trees in Qiao's house, whether it is pear trees, peach trees, plum trees, apricot trees, and cherry trees, they all bloom in spring, and if it is a good time, the whole village will be like a sea of flowers." ”

Gong Qingchen was attracted by the scene he depicted, she thought for a while, and asked Xiao Qiao: "When is the most beautiful time to spend?"

"Before and after Qingming. Xiao Qiao said, "It also has something to do with the climate every year, it is warmer sooner, and it is colder later, but it will not be much worse." ”

Ji Yunyang also heard them speak, he thought for a while, and asked Xiao Qiao: "Since it is so beautiful, why don't you develop tourism?" Although Qiaozhuang is far away from the county seat of Yuxian County, it is far away from several neighboring counties.

Xiao Qiao listened to his proposal, but did not show a happy expression on his face, and said: "We have thought about it for a long time, but one is that the road in the village is too narrow, and the cars outside can't drive in, which is estimated to be solved during the Chinese New Year this year, and the other is that we are not the only one who plants fruit trees, but also those who plant, everyone is very good-looking, why do tourists have to come to our inconvenient and remote village?"

After listening to them, Gong Qingchen interjected: "However, other villages are not your little Qiao's hometown!"

As soon as she said this, Ji Yunyang glanced at her appreciatively, Gong Qingchen didn't see it at all, just stared at Xiao Qiao, waiting for him to react.

Xiao Qiao really thought about it for a while before he reacted, Gong Qingchen meant that just like he did endorsement and promotion for clothing brands, let him do endorsement for his hometown.

"This is really a good idea!" Xiao Qiao was very excited, he immediately grabbed Gong Qingchen's hand and asked, "Sister Qingchen, Sister Xiaoran said before that you are good at hyping marketing, looking at it like this, what a genius!"

"That's!" Gong Qingchen said proudly, "Do you have any photos you took in the orchard in the spring before? Go back and show it to me, and I'll promote it for you." ”

"Yes!" Xiao Qiao nodded again and again, "There are pollination in spring, fruit picking in summer and autumn, I will find it and send it to you when I go back." ”

Ji Yunyang, who was on the side, looked at him and grabbed Gong Qingchen's hand, coughed dissatisfiedly, and even if he grabbed it in excitement for a while, he always grabbed it and didn't let it go.

As soon as he reminded him, Xiao Qiao also realized that he was not very good like this, and he was about to let go of his hand, but Gong Qingchen grabbed his wrist, put his backhand on his shoulder, and while talking to him intimately, he walked into the garden, leaving Ji Yunyang, who was depressed in place.

At this time, even Xiao Qiao, a minor who has never been in love, knows that the situation is wrong.