Even during the Chinese New Year, he rarely came back. Although it is very close, the relationship between the three brothers is not harmonious, especially the third wife is a rude person, and when she scolds people, the eighteenth generation of ancestors can say anything.

"No, what am I looking for him?" he just drank groggily and didn't want to stay at the pharmacy and the home upstairs of the pharmacy.

Bumen Town rushed to a market in three days, today is the market day, the pharmacy business is also very good, Kuang Dehong is tired for a day, and his throat begins to itch and feel uncomfortable.

He knew that the alcohol addiction was coming, but He Cuilian had no choice but to hold the money in the pharmacy tightly, and the five hundred yuan of wine money reserved for this month had already been drunk. Yang Erni, who opened a department store, refused to give him wine on credit.

Taking advantage of He Cuilian's inattention, he intercepted a small amount of medicine expenses, and when the market ended at three or four o'clock, he slipped to He Yong's restaurant at the end of the market, ordered a few snacks, a bottle of wine, and drank happily.

Staggered back to the pharmacy, He Cuilian pushed him out of the door, stuffed him with a few hundred yuan, and said that he would drink again, and he would not come back if he didn't drink to death.

This woman doesn't understand bullshit, how can she go back when everyone is drunk to death, and the only one who can go back is a ghost.

Kuang Dehong couldn't help but walk along the familiar country road, staggering in the direction of Qianjin Village.

He is not looking for the eldest brother, let alone the third brother.

"Or, come to my house for dinner, stay with my father tonight, and go back tomorrow?"

"No, I'll take the Qiubo ferry to Kawada Village on the other side and talk to an acquaintance. After saying that, he got up from the grass and walked directly in the direction of the ferry.

"Brother Dehong, I said that I don't invite you to drink, or I will have a good drink tonight. "Kuang Dejun intends to keep him.

"If you don't drink it, you won't drink it in the future, and if you drink it again, you'll be a bastard. Kuang Dehong's voice came from afar.

After he left, Kuang Dejun felt that he should tell Brother Debao about it, so he called him.

"Where did he go, to Kawada Village?" Kuang Debao asked urgently.

"Yes, he went in the direction of the ferry. ”

"Evil, the children are eighteen or nineteen years old, they are all old, and they can't break that layer of evil thoughts, I'll chase him back. ”

More than ten minutes later, I saw Kuang Debao riding a broken electric car and heading towards the ferry......

Kuang Dejun shook his head, this drunken cousin seemed to have caused a lot of romantic debts when he was young.

"Honey, you fly slowly, watch out for the thorny rose in front of you......"

The phone rang, it was Li Jian's.

"Where, Boss?"

"Rice fields here!"

"Come back, the fresh-keeping car of the Phoenix Restaurant is here, and your second uncle and your cousin are looking for that spiritual spring water all over the world. ”

"Where are they looking?" asked Kuang Dejun curiously.

"In their own mountain nest. Li Jian said.

"People are looking for mountain springs in their own mountains and woodlands, and others can't care about it, right, oh, by the way, the driver of the fresh-keeping car has changed?"

"I didn't change, it's still the same Chen driver. ”

"Okay, let's pick vegetables for him. I'm in the middle of it now. ”

When I went up to the embankment, I saw that He Shaojun's construction team had chiseled a few hundred meters of mountain roads wide, and the fresh-keeping cars could be driven to the gate of the base.

Li Jian made a pot of Jinhua tea, and Chen Qiming was cross-legged, drinking tea with a taste.

"Mr. Kuang, it will be much more convenient to repair this road. Although it is not very smooth, the car can be driven to the gate of the base after all. ”

"Driver Chen, if you come back, the road will be easy to walk, and all the cement will harden. Kuang Dejun pointed to the road that was being excavated in connection with the Fengshukeng Reservoir and said: "Go straight to that road and go out of the village national road, and you don't have to turn into the village to take that village road." ”

Chen Qiming was happy and said: "This is very good, a few ruffians in your village are indeed a little thorny, and it is difficult to provoke." ”

Kuang Dejun said: "If they dare to get your car again, I will force them to drink the water from those dung pits until they are dry." ”

Ruthless enough, it seems that the biggest ruffian in Qianqian Village is right in front of him.

Through the barbed wire, I saw the second uncle Kuang Xiuchang wearing a pair of reading glasses, holding a wooden stick in his hand, poking left and right among the grass and trees, and digging the soil above when he encountered a wet place, and digging a few hoes down.

The two plastic greenhouses, from a distance, are also planted with all kinds of vegetables.

There's nothing wrong with it, people are also used to grow greenhouse vegetables, but the vegetable seedlings that have just been planted must be watered. All the water from the reservoir is pumped to the inner pond, and there is a distance of several kilometers from here to the inner pond, and it must be very hard to carry water to water.

A person who picks ten or twenty loads of water a day feels that it is enough to choke, Kuang Desheng has two vegetable greenhouses of several hundred square meters, relying on shoulders to water live vegetable seedlings, and a family of four can be tired half to death.

Kuang Dejun saw two wet traces of water droplets on the mountain road. Second uncle, second uncle, if you think that this traditional method can grow vegetables and sell them for a lot of money, then you are naïve and naïve.

Not far away, under the plane tree, sat Liu Dinu and Qin Yue'e, two mothers-in-law and daughter-in-law, and next to them were two buckets.

The two women were watching Li Jian and the others pick out baskets of vegetables from the vegetable greenhouse, and load them on the scales.

This time the vegetables are a bit miscellaneous: leeks, kale, camellia, spinach, Chinese cabbage, tomatoes, taro, winter melon, bitter gourd, eggplant, peppers...... In total, more than 1,600 catties of vegetables, 1,200 catties of straw mushrooms were picked, and 480 local chickens totaled 2,400 catties. Another 1,000 catties of giant rice were loaded, totaling 387,800 yuan.

The driver, Chen Qiming, reported the specific amount to Sun Changgui, and a few minutes later the money was transferred to Kuang Dejun's account.

"Mr. Kuang, is there any spiritual spring water left? My family's spiritual spring water is going to be cut off again. Sun Changgui asked on the phone.

"How much does Mr. Sun want?"

"A hundred bottles!"

"Yes. ”

Sun Changgui transferred 50,000 yuan from his WeChat account to Kuangde's military account.

Looking at the vegetables in Kuang Dejun's greenhouse, Kuang Xiuchang and his son were tormented, and the vegetables that their family had worked so hard to plant, they didn't have time to water them in the morning, and the green leaves began to wither. If you don't finish watering the freshly planted vegetable seedlings with water today, you will see patches of dead yellow leaves tomorrow.

Kuang Desheng took the excuse to walk into Li Jian's greenhouse where they had just finished planting vegetable seedlings, and saw that the vegetable seedlings were growing strong and the leaves were extremely green. They just buried the vegetable seedlings in the soil at random, and no one was seen to water them.

The soil is sandy and there is no base fertilizer, and the ploughed soil is so rough and bare, leaving only a passage between the ridges.

Kuang Desheng's own vegetable greenhouse, the soil after ploughing to crush, with a large cart to pull a lot of base fertilizer, before planting to dig a small pit, sprinkle a handful of base fertilizer in the small pit, bury the vegetable seedlings into the soil layer, and then pour water.

However, Kuang Dejun's vegetables were so casual and capricious.