Chapter 7: The Mountain Wind (3) (2)
Don't you know that for her temporary discouragement, the xylophone will swallow the bitter fruit of her self-brewing again, which she can't even imagine in the world.
Although the xylophone gave Mao Lin enough face, and did not shake out the dirty things in his heart, Mao Lin held a grudge against her in his heart, and wanted to strangle her to death and tear her to pieces, he said to Xue'e, see it! Only then did she move a little thumb of her little brother-in-law, she protected herself like this, and even disregarded the face of her relatives, can there be someone else's way of life in the future, wait and see! I have to get this evil breath, if I don't give her a little color, I don't know that Ma Wang Ye was born with three eyes.
Mao Xiang also hated the xylophone in his heart, he felt that he was indiscriminately counted down by her, and he couldn't find anyone who died unjustly, or his sister-in-law, helping outsiders to clean up his family, it was the standard elbow to go out and eat things inside and outside, thinking that he still remembered the events in Nanjing back then, and took the opportunity to get angry, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and they could only endure it, once some of their things were settled, it was not too late to say it, if I didn't call me a peaceful birthday, no one wanted to live a good life.
At this time, what Xylophone was thinking in his heart was something else.
This year's apricot tree fruit rate, as good as last year, this is entirely thanks to Maolin led the technical team to work hard day and night, as soon as the road repair project was completed, just turned around for the New Year, Maolin will see a group of cubs tied to their trouser belts, wherever they go, where to go, he put all his energy on the management of the apricot forest, do not leave a little free for the cubs.
Maolin so has such a momentum, but also has private thoughts, for two consecutive years, all the centralized management of the apricot forest has a good harvest, according to the situation of selling apricots, each family also has a good income, because of the road, each household with the smell of sweat tickets, all by the xylophone and others thrown on the road, all into the sleep of those in the sleep of those in the fragrant fruit that can not be eaten, and now, after all, the damn road has been repaired, which means that this year's apricot income will be steadily tucked into their pockets, no longer have to worry about the duck that is about to be cooked will fly away, therefore, the money is red in the woodsMaolin's mind represents the thoughts of the vast majority of villagers, so the villagers who have just turned back from the hard construction site and have not yet eased their strength will struggle with each other, and re-energize another round of energy, and the whole family will appear in their own apricot orchards, watering and fertilizing, and carefully tending to bear the apricot grove that will bear tickets.
Even Maosheng dragged an uncomfortable body, getting up early and returning late to shuttle between the village and the apricot forest, of course the xylophone knows the thoughts of the villagers, seeing that this year's apricot forest growth is gratifying, the flowering rate and the fruit hanging rate are also high, she is naturally happy in her heart, the management of the apricot forest in the past few years, although there is an unexpected benefit, but realistically speaking, the benefit is not the village people, but the village collective, although the wool is still out of the sheep, after all, the poor living conditions of the village people are realistic, the villagers dream of grabbing a ticket The mood is urgent, therefore, the smooth sales of apricot fruit this year are directly related to the improvement of the living conditions of the villagers, and affect the stability and unity of the village, xylophone did not dare to be the slightest paralyzed.
Seeing that the apricot fruit is about to reach the maturity period, the area is larger than the previous year, and the output must be more, with the lesson of selling apricots last year, the xylophone does not dare to peddle in the market of the city and county, and must be like the secretary of the county party committee Yang said the year before last, go out and go outside to break into the market.