Chapter 222 The Agricultural Products of the Prospective Son-in-law



Lin Caiqing's father did not look down on Lin Xiafan because he was a small farmer, on the contrary, he treated him as a little ancestor, and that kind of enthusiasm made Lin Xiafan feel very uncomfortable.

How to say, he is a boss, with a net worth of more than billions of yuan, and he is just a small farmer.

"This thing is a little heavy, so I'll move it!" Lin Xiafan said, pointing to the boxes of fruits, each weighing twenty or thirty kilograms.

"It's okay, it's okay, since I drink the wine you brew every day, people are in good spirits and have great strength, this thing, it's a small thing, I think back then, I also went to the countryside to be a young man, raising cattle, picking grain, feeding pigs......

"Get off the fan, come, let's take a bath together, just leave this matter to your father, these are his treasures!" Lin Caiqing saw that her father was so enthusiastic, and took Lin Xiafan's hand and entered the villa and said.

"......" Although Lin Caiqing's father did not object to the two of them being together, the two of them took a bath together, and felt that their daughter was too much of a loss.

But thinking that the two of them might live together in the future, this thought put aside, picked up the jar of wine in the back of the car, ran home with a smile, and hid it.

Lin Caiqing's mother, seeing that her husband looked like a child, shook her head helplessly, and continued to move the things behind the car into the house. I have to say that this prospective son-in-law is really capable, not only does he have a hand in farming, but not everyone can afford to drink the wine he brews, and his husband also relies on his daughter's blessing to drink these precious purple gas wines.

After a while, Lin Caiqing's ecstasy scream came from the bathing room, which made the beautiful woman shake her head helplessly, thinking in her heart: "This little farmer is too strong, he abused my daughter so loudly." ”

"Husband, come over and eat the fruit, it's so delicious, um, um, it's much more delicious than buying it outside. "After moving the fruit behind the car, I washed a little and ate it, and found that this fruit was super delicious, clear and sweet, and there was a feeling of nourishing the heart and lungs in my mouth, and I was refreshed.

After eating grapes, then mangosteen, mangosteen, then blueberries, then mangoes, and durians. I found that everything was so delicious, and the more I ate, the more I liked it, and I found that my mouth couldn't stop, I thought it was so delicious, and I wanted to eat it again.

Soon, Lin Caiqing's father also joined this fruit feast, and he found that he had done business all his life, and had eaten countless raw seafood and countless fruits.

I just haven't eaten such a fruit tonight, this taste is so delicious, the durian flesh is large, the core is small, a bite down, sweet into the heart and lungs, and the aftertaste is endless. And those mangosteens are the same, clear and sweet, eating in the mouth, there is a thirst-quenching effect, and grapes are the same.

"Husband, why is the wine in your hand different from usual? Is it red wine?" Lin Caiqing said when she found her husband, drinking fruit while slowly tasting the wine in her hand.

"I don't know about this, I think, this is a new breed, in a moment, ask your good son-in-law to see. This wine is several times better than the usual ones, it feels a little like wine, but it is much better than wine, wife, you can drink a little too, these things can't be bought with money. Lin Caiqing's father said with this glass of fuchsia wine.

He is right, these wines are the wines made by Lin Xiafan some time ago, each jar is soaked in two or three wine-flavored fruits, its concentration is several times better than that of ordinary purple gas from the east, plus excellent grape fermentation, what eighty-two Lafite, compared with it, it is a small witch, scum god Ma Yunfu.

When Lin Xiafan appeared in front of Lin Caiqing's parents again, it was two hours later, and two hours later, Lin Caiqing's face was flushed. Holding the little farmer three or four years younger than himself tightly with both hands, he sat down in front of his father and chatted, his body gently snuggled into the arms of the forest sail.

Chatting, they are talking about fruits, melons and vegetables, wine, etc., not about identity, let alone money. Chatting and talking, it is still the same sentence, I want to eat such delicious melons, vegetables, and fruits every day, and I want to be able to drink these fine wines every day.

As for the fruits, Lin Xiafan can also let the workers pick a little bit in the orchard and send it here before delivering it to the city every day.

"Uncle, don't worry, I still have these wines, and I'll make sure you've drunk enough in the future. Lin Xiafan said to the boss of this good wine.

"That's what you said, oh, that's it, I don't ask for more, two altars a month. Lin Caiqing's father already had a little alcohol on his face, holding his wife tightly with both hands, and one hand did not swim in Lin Caiqing's mother's clothes, not treating Lin Xiafan as an outsider at all.

This young woman looked to be in her early forties, very well maintained, her white face was flushed, full of the charm peculiar to a young woman, her eyes seemed to be bent with a puddle of autumn water, there was always a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, she looked much younger than her actual age, and she looked like she was in her early thirties.

In front of Lin Xiafan and his daughter, he did not hide the clothes on his body, let alone resist his husband's groping pig hands, which made Lin Xiafan also want to tease Lin Caiqing a little.

Maybe the two of them think that everyone is an adult, and Lin Caiqing's mother is old, and Lin Caiqing has what she has on her body, which is much younger and more beautiful than her. Therefore, Lin Caiqing's father is not worried about this little farmer, he will do something to his wife, except that his husband doesn't care about her Lao Zhuhuang, others still owe her Lao Zhuhuang.

"Okay, it's all night, let's go to bed early. Lin Caiqing's mother saw the little farmer in front of her, her eyes stared at her fiercely, which made her heart flutter, worried that the little farmer would do something to her.

"Mom, we're sleeping, don't disturb you and Dad's good things, but say okay, don't scream too loudly. Lin Caiqing said with a smile.

"Stinky girl, your scream just now can be heard by everyone nearby. ”

"......" Lin Xiafan was speechless for a while at her family, and her father-in-law lifted her mother-in-law's clothes to play in front of her son-in-law.

Perhaps, Lin Caiqing's father was really drunk, and two small glasses of wine were enough to make him drunk and dream, and his mind was almost unable to distinguish the southeast.

"I said your mother is so young, so well maintained, there is no sagging at all. Lin Xiafan was wearing a new set of pajamas and followed Lin Caiqing into the room to say.

"People say the same thing, every time I go out on the street with my mother, people think we're two sisters. Lin Caiqing also agrees that her mother is well-maintained, she looks thirty-five or sixteen years old, has a good figure, and her skin is getting whiter and tenderer day by day. I thought to myself, "This little guy doesn't want to play a mother-daughter game, does he?"

Hehe, Lin Caiqing's thoughts are too rich, if it is a mother-daughter game, Yue'er's mother is even more beautiful and young than her mother. Spending the night at Yue'er's house that night, you can see her mother's lonely eyes, which clearly want to seduce Lin Xiafan, a little farmer.