"Sister Cheng, are you at home?"

Liu Wei and Liu Xiqing stood at the door of Cheng Yangyang's house, shouting at the house, and they were still carrying a basket of things in their hands.

Cheng Yangyang just went downstairs at this time and was about to go out, when she heard the voice, she didn't have time to take the back basket, she ran directly to the door, and when she saw the two, she opened her mouth and greeted: "Brother Liu, why are you here?"

It's only early February, and the fruit forest in Liujia Village shouldn't have anything to do except protect the trees from the cold, so they don't have to ask her for any ideas, right?

"We're here to bring you persimmon cakes", Liu Wei and Liu Xiqing came up with the basket in their hands and put the basket of persimmon cakes in her living room.

"The village chief said that it is cold now, there is no fruit to eat, I am afraid that you will not be able to eat, so let us send you two baskets, you wait a while, there is still a basket under the mountain, we will carry it up for you!"

After saying that, the two turned around and went out again.

Cheng Yangyang lifted the cloth covering the bamboo basket, which was full of baskets of persimmon cakes, this frame was afraid that there were fifty or sixty catties, and the orange persimmon cakes were put together layer by layer, she picked one up, and her hands were instantly covered with frosting.

This is before the Chinese New Year, when she went to send New Year's gifts, she explained the last thing they did last year, there were few fresh fruits to eat in February and March, Cheng Yangyang was afraid that the store would be out of stock, so he taught them to dry persimmon cakes.

At the end of last year, oranges, oranges, grapefruits, and persimmons were on the market, and there were many fruits, so she couldn't eat them all anyway, so she asked the villagers of Liujia Village to dry the persimmons.

No, now there are fewer other fruits, and the dried persimmons are just on the market, which makes up for the lack of goods in the fruit column and ensures that the guests of her Cheng family have fruits to eat all year round.

Liu Wei and Liu Xiqing quickly brought up the second basket of persimmon cakes, the two baskets together weighed about 100 catties, which didn't look much, the persimmon cakes were flattened, but they were very heavy.

"Sister Cheng, you can eat these first, and we will send them to you if we are not enough!" Liu Weile said he, pointing to two baskets of persimmon cakes.

"Thank you, Brother Liu!" Cheng Yangyang thanked them for thinking so thoughtfully, "But this is too much, you can keep some for yourself, you don't have to send me so much." ”

There are only two people in her family, where can she eat so much.

"No more, no more!" Liu Xiqing waved his hand, "Don't you say that this thing is only dried once a year, you just keep it and eat it slowly, otherwise you will have to wait until the end of the year if you want to eat it in the future." ”

They think long-term, "Okay, then I'll take it!"

"By the way, come in and sit down, I'll let Qingqing make you a cup of tea", Cheng Yangyang beckoned them to sit down, and when she turned around and wanted to call Cheng Qingqing, she was stopped by Liu Wei.

"No need Cheng sister, look at you like this, you want to go out, then we won't sit, we have to go back to wrap the tree!" Everyone in the village is protecting the tree from the cold, and they have to go back early.

Cheng Yangyang saw that the two of them turned around and went out, and she also hurriedly took the back basket and went down the mountain with her.

"Sister Cheng, where are you going?" In this cold day, she still carried a basket, and it seemed that she was going to go to the ground.

"I'll go to the pond", the hairy crabs will be sold out at the end of the year, and the crab seedlings will be planted again in another month, and she is now going to raise the environment of the pond.

"On a cold day, you just go by yourself?" They also eat hairy crabs raised by the central government, and she sent three to each of them in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, which is called a fat one!

"Don't worry, I'll just stand on the shore and don't go into the water!" Cheng Yangyang said with a smile, she just went to change the water.

At the entrance of the village, Cheng Yangyang and the two separated, she went straight to the pond, going to the pond to change water and add water has always been her alone, never called people, if you don't observe carefully, everyone in the village doesn't know that she occasionally goes to the pond to change water.

While she was waiting for the pond to change its water, everyone in the village went crazy with her.

"Where can this girl go!"

Village Chief Wang and everyone were so anxious that they even beckoned the whole village to look for her, saying that there was an urgent matter for her to go to the village chief's house.

In the village, everyone has searched all the places, such as the back mountain, duck factory, vegetable field, rape flower field, etc., but I can't find her forehead.

"Qingqing, didn't your sister tell you where she went when she went out?"

Village Chief Wang pulled Cheng Qingqing and asked, his eyes full of anxiety.

"No", Cheng Qingqing looked at everyone blankly, shook her head, she had just been pulled down the mountain by the aunts in the village, "Grandpa the village chief, is something wrong?"

"Oh, Lord Zhixian came to my house to find your sister, where is this girl!"

Xu Weimin was sitting at his house and waiting, he came out to find someone, went to the mountain, she was not there, he went down the mountain again, and asked when he met people, but the villagers said that they didn't see her.

So now, isn't everyone looking for her?

"Will Cheng Yatou go to the pond?" Wang Sandao suddenly remembered that everyone had looked for everything, but he had never been to the pond.

"Why don't you go and take a look!" Village Chief Wang was angry, this stinky boy, knowing that the pond had not been looked for, he should not go to find it quickly!

"Good, good!"

Wang Sanjo pulled out his legs and ran to the pond, starting to look for it from the No. 1 pond, and when he found No. 7, he saw Cheng Yangyang squatting on the bank of the pond, finding a pile of dead grass, lighting it, and roasting his hands.

"Ouch, Cheng girl, you're really here!" Wang Sandao stepped forward and stepped on her small fire, "Hurry up, Cheng girl, don't bake the fire, go back!"

Cheng Yangyang watched the fire that he had finally raised being extinguished by him, and before he could react, he heard him urging her.

"Uncle Tiao, what's going on? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Cheng girl, don't be stunned, go back quickly, someone is coming from the Yamen, everyone is looking for you!" Wang Sanao picked up her back basket and grabbed her shoulder to drag her away.

Cheng Yangyang trotted all the way to keep up with Wang Sanjo's pace, and the two crossed the bamboo bridge and came to the crop field, where she could finally walk side by side with him.

"Uncle Tiao, what happened?"

"I don't know, the county magistrate said to look for you, so we came out to look for you", Wang Sanjo took her and walked quickly towards the village, "The county magistrate is waiting for you at my house now!"

"Xu Weimin looking for me?" Cheng Yangyang heard this, and was even more puzzled, what did Xu Weimin have to do with her?

Didn't he, the county magistrate, not care about her farming? In addition, after Nanfeng Qi came to her house last time and she had a conflict with Xu Mingyue, Xu Weimin didn't want to see her even more.

At this time, whether it is farming or business, it is the off-season, what is he coming to her for?

"Cheng girl, you are the county master, don't take a bite to Xu Weimin, it's not good for people to hear!" The village was close, and Wang Sanjo couldn't help but tell her, don't let the trouble come out of your mouth when the time comes.

If you are not afraid of offending the gentleman, you are afraid of offending the villain!

"I know", Cheng Yangyang pursed his mouth and said perfunctorily, not taking his words to heart.