Early the next morning, Xiao Yang appeared in the Internet café with Hu Lin in good spirits, Hu Lin, who was already full of charm, was even more dazzling at the moment, and saw that some of the animals who had just gotten off the plane at night were straight-eyed, if it wasn't for the feeling that this woman had a temperament that could only be seen from a distance and could not be blasphemed, I am afraid that everyone would have the courage to come up and talk.

Xiao Yang saw that Wang Simeng at the front desk of the Internet café had probably just finished the night shift, his eyes were a little coaxing, and he was a little sleepy, and said with a smile: "Go to sleep, there is no one at this time, I'll just watch here for a while." ”

Wang Simeng was stunned for a moment, and smiled gratefully: "No need, I'll get off work in a while, and I can sleep all day when I go back to the dormitory!"

Xiao Yang asked, "Are you still used to it here?"

Wang Simeng smiled a little shyly: "Very good, they are very good to me, and they eat very well every day," as he said, Wang Simeng's eyes were a little red: "If only my parents and younger brother could eat such good things, boss, can I ask you for something?"

Xiao Yang nodded lightly, he has always admired the poor and strong girl in this family, and now there are not many women of this quality like her, which should be regarded as a rare animal.

"You say, it's okay, you can ask questions about any difficulty. Xiao Yang said gently, Hu Lin on the side looked at it, there was no jealousy of the little girl, she could feel that Xiao Yang did not have any ** for this girl, but a faint appreciation, she liked Xiao Yang like this, and she absolutely admired her man's ability to look at people. Although the girl now works part-time in an Internet café. But who can guarantee that tomorrow she will not turn into a white swan?

There is a saying that don't bully the poor of the young, and there is also a saying that the old don't bully the young, who knows what the young people will be like tomorrow?

Wang Simeng hesitated for a long time, then a trace of shame rose on his face, and he said softly: "I want to take a few days off and go home to see." After speaking, he tugged at the corners of his clothes uneasily, feeling that he had made this request too much. Internet cafes are busy on holidays, and there are few cashiers now, and there are still two in the process of studying. The cashier is very tiring, and not everyone can do it, at least the character test can be passed. Wang Simeng felt that he was leaving at this time, and he was so sorry for the two bosses and Wang Hui.

Xiao Yang didn't think about anything else, but he felt that Wang Simeng's demeanor was not quite right, and asked casually: "Is something going on at home?"

When Wang Simeng heard Xiao Yang's very warm words, her eyes suddenly turned red. It turned out that yesterday she called home with great interest, wanting to tell her mother that she was doing well now and didn't want to worry about the family. The call was made at the small store at the entrance of the village, and my mother came to answer the phone after a long time, and I was very happy after hearing that my daughter had found a work-study job. But I still told my daughter some upsetting things.

Most of the people in Wang Simeng's village are surnamed Wang Di. That's why it's called Wangjia Village. Wangjia Village is a well-known orange village. This village is technically suitable for the soil and technician. The orange harvest has always been the best in dozens of nearby villages and towns. In previous years, the province was in the city. There are also people from TV stations who often come to interview.

But the peasants are unpretentious. I don't know how to use that rare opportunity to hype up my village's products. After the oranges in Wangjia Village became famous. The oranges in the nearby villages are sold as oranges from Wangjia Village. Came down several times. The uneven oranges have made many merchants suffer some losses. Some people don't come to buy oranges anymore. Anyway, Jiangnan Province is a big orange-producing province. Although oranges in other places are not as good as those in Wangjia Village. But it's not far off. In addition, there are more and more farmers planting orange fields. As a result, the price of orange land has fallen again and again in recent years. In the end, it almost stinks on the street.

The Chinese have a herd mentality. It has been passed down since ancient times. Let's say what kind of new store is opening on the street. If there were a lot of people gathered there. It doesn't take a few minutes. There will be more people around. You can't see anything. It won't go away.

Wang Simeng's oranges have been harvested again this year. Each has thin skin, water, and sufficient polysaccharides. But sadly. The price of oranges is still very low this year. There are even vendors who offer five cents a pound. The price is nothing short of bullying. Don't say artificial. Even the money for pesticides and fertilizers can't come out.

Wang Simeng's family alone produced more than 100,000 catties of oranges this year. If it is according to five cents a pound. It can only be sold for more than 5,000 yuan. This money is not even enough for Wang Simeng's tuition.

More excessively. These traders are bullying the rural areas here. Poor transportation. Communication is also inconvenient. There is only one telephone in the village. It's hard to get a ring. It's like Wang Simeng's mother answered her daughter's phone. It can be used as a talking point in the village for three or five days.

Wang Simeng is not the high school girl who doesn't listen to anything outside the window now, especially in the Internet café in the past few days, she has heard and seen a lot of things that she never thought of before, and her vision has improved unconsciously.

She saw with her own eyes that the oranges in the fruit shop next to the Internet café could be sold for two yuan a catty! Even if it was placed on a stall in the night market, it would be sold for a piece of five and fifty catties, and even if it was a piece of Shang, the cheapest would cost one dollar, and her own family could only sell this thing for five cents a catty. A wave of anger and unwillingness rose in the bottom of this girl's heart, she hated those traders, it was simply too unconscionable, Wangjia Village is only a short distance of more than 130 kilometers from Jiangnan City, of which the county seat is about 100 kilometers, are highways, the road from the county seat to the village is more difficult to walk, it is a loess fine sand road, every year when the flood season, there will be a long time to be flooded, not an experienced old driver, can not open this road at all. Therefore, although it is only a short 30 kilometers from the county seat to home, it takes much more time than more than 100 kilometers from the county seat to Jiangnan City.

For the first time, Wang Simeng had a trace of doubt about the education she had received since childhood, saying that there is no distinction between high and low occupations, and that farmers are also great professions, but what she saw and heard was not like this, she only knew that her parents needed to run two streets to answer her phone call, but they could show off excitedly for a week!

And in the city more than 100 kilometers away from their home, if anyone sees a strange phone, they will laugh at others to death! Moreover, most of the girls in Wang Simeng's bedroom are from various cities, and for the girls from this poor rural area, they are wearing very white clothes that have been washed and washed, and there are almost no patches.

Maybe they have their own ideas, and they feel that the place they go to is not suitable for this rural girl, but they forget that people have self-esteem, and it has nothing to do with rich or poor. Their actions hurt this sensitive girl, but fortunately, she did not feel sorry for herself, but chose to tell everyone in a strong way, I am no worse than anyone else!

Therefore, Wang Simeng hopes that through his own efforts, he will go home and tell everyone that those traders are cheating them, and that he would rather the oranges rot than sell them to them! Only when all of us unite can we win profits!

Wang Simeng's thoughts are very naïve and simple. But her starting point is good, she hopes to help her neighbors do something, because she is the first college student in the village for many years! You know, before her, even the most educated village chief in the village, Uncle Wang, who also instructed everyone how to grow oranges, was only at the level of a high school graduate.

Therefore, girls in this poor place also have their own pride.

Wang Simeng said anxiously about the things at home, and some of her own thoughts, feeling very embarrassed, her own family affairs, should not be casually told to others, but Xiao Yang in front of him is not an outsider, he is his own boss, he is the person who gave her a job so that she can study and live in school, every time she sees Xiao Yang, Wang Simeng has a feeling of seeing the backbone. She didn't know if Xiao Yang would laugh at her thoughts, because even she herself was a little unconfident, and she had to know that human work was the most difficult thing to do. But if she didn't do something, she felt sorry for the expectations of the parents and villagers in Wangjia Village.

Xiao Yang listened, and did not have any mocking looks, which made Wang Simeng's heart settle down a lot, it would be the end of the night in the morning, and people walked towards the door of the Internet café. At this time, the fat man and Wang Hui walked in together, both of them had some dark circles under their eyes, and when they saw that Xiao Yang and Hu Lin had been here for a long time, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Hui smiled at Wang Simeng: "Mengmeng, after staying up all night, are you tired? I bought you some xiaolongbao, you eat some before going back to sleep, otherwise your stomach will not be able to bear it." ”

Wang Simeng bit her lower lip lightly, trying not to let her tears flow out, these people are too good to her, not at all like those sisters in the dormitory, none of them are very willing to talk to her, as if they will be stained with earth in two words with her.

Xiao Yang smiled at this time and said, "Your idea is good, but ......"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Simeng hurriedly shifted his attention and looked at Xiao Yang pitifully, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"However, it's too difficult to achieve, haven't you thought of solving it in another way?" Xiao Yang smiled faintly, and didn't look at the confused fat man and Wang Hui next to him.

Wang Simeng fell into thinking, Xiao Yang suddenly found that when this girl was thinking, she exuded a touch of confidence with a unique charm, which was very attractive, Wang Simeng's eyelashes were long and dense, and her hair was also black and bright, in fact, as long as she dressed up a little, she was definitely no worse than those city girls who thought they were beautiful.

As for temperament, after a few years of accumulation, anyone will have it.