"Okay, you don't need to grow my watermelon." Mu Xiu glanced at the man, the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, the eyes rolled wildly, and it was not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance.

"Let me plant and I won't plant yet." The man lost face, got up, turned around and walked away.

"This watermelon seed is only available to my family, if my family does not provide it, it will not be planted in the coming year, and the money is not enough, as long as the planting is good this year, there will be next year, the year after tomorrow, in the long run, the income is considerable, not to mention, what good projects will my family have in the future, it is still a priority to people who know the rules." Mu Xiu's words quieted everyone down.

These people may not have much money, but the hard life of the year makes them calculate their accounts very carefully.

Soon, someone spoke: "Mu Xiu, my family has an acre of land, and I follow you to grow watermelons." ”

"Uncle Wang, you have thought about it, after signing the contract, you can't go back." Mu Xiu kindly reminded.

"What do you regret, what you plant is not to be sold, watermelons should be better served than crops, and they can be sold at the doorstep, which is more convenient." Wang Zhenhua's land at home cannot be used to raise rice and fish, and he is already jealous that other people's families can make more money, so there is such an opportunity at this time, and he agrees with both hands.

"Yes, doing business is a long-term business, to be honest, even if Mu Xiu doesn't look for us to plant, he can find people in other villages to plant, not because Mu Xiu's family is kind-hearted, and if there are any good things, they should think about our village first, people, you must know gratitude." Although Uncle Zhang is old, his heart is bright.

"Uncle Zhang, I didn't expect you to be an understanding person." Chen Xiangyang nodded, deeply pleased.

"I've lived a handful of years, and I've seen too many people in the world, think about it for yourself, your relatives who have the ability to make money or have good things will think of you." Uncle Zhang has a nephew who has set up a factory outside, and after he has the ability, he has never been in touch again.

There are still a few poor relatives in the rich family, and at this time, the villagers sitting here also have a few rich relatives, but they are all out of contact, and this is really a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.

"Muxiu, my family also grows it, but I don't know how to read, so I don't know how to print it." Daddy Li said loudly.

"Count me as one."

"My family grows it too."

Folks who want to understand, rush to sign up first.

"Okay, okay, since the villagers believe in me, then I will definitely live up to everyone's trust."

Mu Xiu was full of smiles, turned his head and said to Chen Xiangyang: "Village Party Secretary, you come to register the list and how much land can be used to grow watermelons, and I will draw up a contract here." ”

"Okay, I'll go get a pen and paper, everyone line up first, one by one." Chen Xiangyang went into the house and took out a pen and paper, handed Mu Xiu a set, and the two began to work together.

"Wang Zhenhua, there is a total of one acre of land at home, and all of them are planted with watermelons." Wang Zhenhua ranked first in the team and reported loudly.

Chen Xiangyang held the pen and wrote quickly.

Mu Xiu on the side, the contract to be written is also relatively simple, there was no printer at that time, Mu Xiu could only write one by one, fortunately there was little content, but the speed was significantly lower than Chen Xiangyang next to him.

After Chen Xiangyang registered here, he took the sample of the contract and began to write the contract, and Mu Xiu asked for signatures or fingerprints one by one, and then issued a deposit.

After a busy afternoon, all the contracts were signed and the deposit was issued.

"Everyone go home, fertilize the field, and wait until the end of March, I will go door-to-door to guide how to plant watermelons, the ground is fertilized, watermelons will naturally have a high yield, and they can be sold for more money, and after harvesting watermelons, they can also plant a crop of rice." Mu Xiu rubbed his sore wrist and said with a smile.

After sending the villagers away, Mu Xiu took out the contract and began to check it carefully, and Chen Xiangyang also took the list and read it again.

"Mu Xiu, you said that you need thirty-six acres of land, but there are forty-eight acres registered at this time, will it be too much?" Chen Xiangyang looked at Mu Xiu worriedly.

"It's not in the way, if you plant watermelons in the first year, there will definitely be losses, and lack of experience will also cause the yield of watermelons to be low. Mu Xiu has long taken these factors into account.

"It's still your thoughtfulness, I'll take the list, and when the time comes, I'll supervise everyone's melon fields." Chen Xiangyang also hopes that the whole village can get rid of poverty and become rich, so he is particularly concerned.

"Thank you then, I'll go home first." Mu Xiu glanced at his watch, it was really a busy time, and it was already six o'clock now, and it was dark outside.

"Mu Xiu, just stay and have a meal." Aunt Chen said enthusiastically.

"No, I didn't tell my mother, I must wait for me to come home and eat together." Mu Xiu stood up.

"Okay then, be careful on the road." Chen Xiangyang admonished.

"I'm leaving, Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, see you later." Mu Xiu left Chen Xiangyang's house.

And at Mu Xiu's house, Zhou Shuilian and Zhou Huada were chatting enthusiastically, and all the topics revolved around Mu Zhi.

One wants to say, the other concentrates on cooperating, and time can't help but be very fast.

"Mu Zhi is so powerful." Zhou Huada exclaimed.

"But no, at that time, no one in ten miles and eight towns knew that Mu Zhi was capable, beautiful, and had a good temperament." Zhou Shuilian took a sip of water and spared no effort to praise Mu Zhi.

"Now Muzhi is also very capable, alone with children, and working hard to make money." Zhou Huada was distressed and proud.

"Kang Kang, this kid is also sensible and obedient, and after he comes back, he often talks about Uncle Zhou, and he has a lot of fate with you." Zhou Shuilian was afraid that Zhou Huada would dislike Mu Zhi and still have a child, so she hurriedly said.

"I also like Kangkang very much, I want to have such a son, I will laugh in my dreams." Zhou Huada remembered Kangkang's cute appearance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The smile on Zhou Shuilian's face is getting deeper and deeper, it seems that this Zhou Huada really likes Muzhi, and he also likes Kangkang, who loves the house and Wu.

"Uncle Zhou, you're here." Mu Xiu's words interrupted the conversation between the two people.

"Coming back so soon, things are settled?" Zhou Shuilian talked to Zhou Huada so speculatively that she forgot the time.

"Mother, it's half past six." Mu Xiu said helplessly.

"Ah, it's so late! I'm going to cook. Zhou Shuilian exclaimed.

"My dad and grandma Chen are already cooking." When Mu Xiu came back, he saw Mu Shui washing vegetables.

"I'm already doing it, really, don't remind me." Zhou Shuilian complained.

"I guess my dad didn't interrupt you when he saw you and Uncle Zhou chatting." Mu Xiu sat down, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, he was busy all afternoon, and he didn't have time to take a few sips of water.