In fact, if it weren't for the fact that no one wrote it, he really didn't want to trouble Aunt Ling.

Yu Ling: "...... All right! ”

Since they can't even write an application for a registered trademark, it's difficult to make other estimates! In line with the idea of more work for those who can do more, Yu Ling sorted out the rest of the things that did not need the village chief's signature, and went to the county town to print them, and even the trademark patterns were drawn, using old tea trees.

"Thank you, thank you!" The village chief didn't expect her to be so efficient, so she got these things out in half a day: "Aunt Ling hasn't had time to eat yet, right?" I'm going to cook some noodles for you to eat, and I'm done with it and I'm going to school. ”

"No need!" Yu Ling waved her hand: "It's the same for me to buy something to eat around the school, it's not easy for you to be tired for almost a day." ”

After Yu Ling left, the village chief looked at the old tears that she had prepared: "Good boy, good child!" ”

Although they all call her Aunt Ling in their village, regardless of the old and young, they have always treated her as a junior in their hearts, which is of course inseparable from the advice of the ancestors and the deceased elders of each family, but she is sensible, never takes the initiative to ask for anything, and will exchange labor for the most important thing.

Think about it, a three-year-old female doll, even if she is a little special, but she has never hurt anyone, let alone steal or rob, and she doesn't cry or make trouble, it is enough to be likable, but while they pity her, they pity their children even more, and they never dare to show it for fear of attracting bad things to their children.

It's another Qingming Festival, and in the blink of an eye, Yu Ling has been reborn for a year.

On the day of Qingming, the weather was good and there was no rain, which made the villagers of Yujia Village breathe a sigh of relief, Yu Ling and the village chief took the fierce son and Huzi together in the car and took the tea carefully made by the villagers into the provincial capital, and the others continued to work in the field.

"Ling, Aunt Ling, today is the Qingming Festival, you really won't encounter anything strange, right? This is a provincial town, not Yujia Village, if you encounter something strange, you can settle it, right? After getting out of the car, Huzi, who was carrying tea on his shoulder, glanced around for a while and asked uncomfortably;

Huzi, who has been accustomed to it in his own village, is naturally not afraid, but it is different when he comes out. This is a provincial town, not their own ghosts who are easy to talk about.

"Shut up!" Mengzi slapped him on the back of the head: "Today is a big day for our village, don't be angry!" ”

Their bickering Yu Ling and the village chief didn't pay attention, they were waiting for someone, and the village chief stood for a while and said, "Aunt Ling, you told them that you were waiting here, right?" ”

Yu Ling nodded: "It's here." ”

It's good to be here......

The village chief turned around and gave Huzi and Mengzi, who were still arguing, a quiet look, and then waited quietly.

After a while, a small car stopped in front of them, and the window rolled down, revealing Xiao Song's smiling face with sunglasses: "Miss Yu, Village Chief Yu, good afternoon!" ”

He got out of the car as he spoke, saw two unfamiliar faces, nodded politely to them, and then said, "Is this your new tea?" Put it all in the trunk! ”

Huzi and Mengzi didn't know how to open the trunk, Yu Ling went to the back and opened it, asked them to put the tea in it, and then the five of them got into the car together.

"Originally, the master also wanted to come, but the store is inseparable from people......" Xiao Song explained while driving;

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