The farm is called South Creek Farm.

It is located in Nanxi District, an administrative district south of Changxi City.

The outrageously simple official website page says the farm's main project.

Rice, maize, fish ponds, lavender, orchards and poultry farming.

The photo of a simple lamb on the page couldn't help but laugh: "It's quite rich." ”

Nothing but a brief introduction and a few pictures.

At the bottom of the page is the contact information of the farm.

Lang Yangyang leaned forward slightly and looked at the small words below, "Mr. Zhuang." ”

A mobile phone number and email address are attached.

Lang Yangyang withdrew, scrolled down a little, and saw that someone had done a farm tour strategy, could go fishing for leisure on weekends, could ride horses, and even had a wedding on the farm.

It has developed into a model of combining agriculture and tourism.

It seems that the official website has not been updated for a long time.

After reading it, the wine was also drunk to the bottom, Lang Yangyang's amount of wine was not good, a glass was slightly drunk, it was already time to sleep, and Lei Gong said good night, got into the quilt and prepared to meet a good dream.

It had been drizzling for almost a week, and the sun finally saw at noon that day.

It happened to be the weekend, and there were a lot of customers in the store, and the newly launched taro paste series was very popular, slightly sweet and not greasy, and it went well with the hot milk coffee.

There is a table of girls taking pictures by the window on the second floor, and the layout of the store is very photogenic, and people who come to eat dessert will take a few photos.

Lang Yangyang gently put away the tableware on the table against the stairs, trying not to make a sound.

When he was cleaning up, his mobile phone vibrate, and Lang Yangyang took out his mobile phone to see that it was the second aunt who sent WeChat.

Said to come to the store to find him after work.

The two haven't spoken since they confessed their sexuality to the second aunt last week, but when they go home, they can often see the vegetables that the second aunt put at the door.

From Lang Yangyang's return to the present, this is the first time that the second aunt has not contacted herself for so many days.

It is also understandable that where the older generation can accept homosexuality so easily, it is good not to be scolded.

Busy until dark, the desserts and bread in the store were all sold, and the coffee maker Yoyo and the part-time workers were more tired than Lang Yangyang, so they went home to rest first, and he prepared the materials for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Monday, so you don't need to prepare much.

The lights in the store were mostly off, only the baking room was still bright, and the second aunt shouted softly, but she didn't hear a response, so she walked straight to the baking room.

The mixer was working, and the noise was very loud, Lang Yangyang didn't hear the second aunt's voice, and when he looked up and saw the second aunt's cooking table, he was so frightened that he almost fainted.

The second aunt laughed: "I'm so scary." ”

Lang Yangyang ignored the flour ash on his hands, and cried and laughed when he held his heart: "Why don't you make a sound, I'm scared to death." ”

"I called, you are too noisy here, I guess I didn't hear it."

Lang smiled and confirmed the time of the blender, then took off his apron and walked out.

"It's too noisy, let's go out and talk."

The shop was cleaned by the part-time workers, the air conditioning was turned off, and now the store was cold, so I poured a glass of warm water for my second aunt and packed a cheesecake that was not very beautiful and ready to take home.

Lang Yangyang rubbed his freshly washed hands and sat down, "Auntie." ”

The second aunt was carrying a tote bag, bulging, and she took out a bag of sweet potatoes from it.

"Brought it to you."

Lang Yangyang took it and looked at it, it was still stained with dried soil, and he smiled: "You go dig sweet potatoes." ”

Second aunt: "Where to dig sweet potatoes this season, this is a friend who went to Nanxi today." He planted it himself, and he gave you a share. ”

"Thank you."

The second aunt's eyes turned back and forth on the table and Lang Yangyang's face, it was obvious that she didn't come here specifically to deliver sweet potatoes.

"Aren't you busy today?" The second aunt is looking for words.

Lang Yangyang replied: "On the weekend, I am busy." ”

Second aunt: "The weather is good, today." ”

"yes, it's warmer." Lang Yangyang was wearing a round-necked sweater today, white, which made his face very white and tender.

The second aunt said: "This cake is delicious and beautiful, just like in the cartoon." ”

Lang smiled and didn't speak.

Food and weather are the all-purpose glue for human communication.

didn't expect Lang Yangyang to take the initiative to promote the topic, the second aunt took a sip of water and officially cut into the topic.

"Are you a 1 or a 0?"

"Huh?" Lang Yang choked.

"Or 0.5?"

“……”

The second aunt smiled a little embarrassedly, "Last time you told me that you like men and are gay, didn't I check it this time and asked the young people in our unit." Speaking of homosexuality, there are also different models, saying that this is it...... It affects that ...... Well, in short, it's not just two gays who can get together. ”

Lang Yangyang looked at the cramped and serious appearance of the second aunt, and held back a smile.

"Don't laugh!"

The second aunt was so anxious to eat a big bite of cake: "Don't talk about homosexuality, you just like a dog, and I'll find you a suitable one." ”

Lang Yangyang couldn't hold back and laughed.

The second aunt pretended to be angry: "Yangyang——! ”

Lang Yangyang put his hands on the table and intertwined: "I am 0." ”

My aunt clapped her hands: "Ouch! 0 Ah! ”

Lang Yangyang: "What's wrong?" ”

Aunt: "Say it's 0 more and 1 less!" ”

"Hahaha." Lang Yangyang laughed, "You know this, you won't ......"

I haven't even seen that.

The second aunt got the most critical information, and nodded thoughtfully, "It's not too little, it's not nothing, look at you, you look at you, you look so good-looking, and you are so capable, you are popular wherever you put it." ”

"Auntie, I ......" Lang Yangyang wanted to say that he was not in a hurry, this depends on fate.

Second aunt: "You're not in a hurry, you're not getting married, are you?" ”

Lang Yangyang pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Second aunt: "I know, I definitely don't force you, but I'm looking for you." ”

"It's hard."

"It's hard to find, think about it, if you can find a tall and strong, good-tempered person who can work, who comes to pick you up from work every day, and you make desserts inside, he will accompany you outside, and drive you home after you are done, isn't that good?"

Lang Yangyang almost subconsciously retorted, how can there be such a gay.

But I can't help but think of that image in my head, and I have to admit that it's good.

Second aunt: "What do you like?" ”

Lang Yangyang: "What you said just now." ”

"Tsk......" The second aunt tilted her head and muttered to herself: "It's not easy to find." ”

Lang smiled.

The second aunt left, Lang Yangyang got up to clean up the cake plate, and when he looked up, he saw the reflection on the glass window.

Laughing so nymphomaniac, Lang Yangyang.

I was very happy today, I changed into running shoes and took Lei Gong to the park for a night run, and put the sweet potatoes given by my aunt into the regular steamer before going out.

It was still cold at night, but Lang Yangyang's heart was warm.

Of course, it's not because my aunt wants to find a big 1 for herself, but because he was actually accepted, and he was accepted like this.

What I avoided in embarrassment many years ago is now falling so gently and slowly, if ...... If I had told my second aunt at the beginning, would it ......

No, no, there are so many ifs.

Lang Yangyang shook his head, pulled the rope in his hand, and said to the big black dog who was drilling the grass: "Lei Gong, gogogo!" Hasten! ”

It was ten o'clock when I returned home, the sweet potatoes had been steamed, and after taking a shower, I gave Lei Gong half of it, and sat on the small coffee table to eat the other half.

It's a firm rustling taste, and Lang Yangyang likes it very much.

The mobile phone rang, Lang Yangyang clicked on it, it was the news of the second aunt.

[Yangyang, do you like this kind of thing?] ]

[Picture]

[Picture]

The news of the second aunt continued to bombard.

[I'm about the same age as you, and I came back from the army.] ]

[The job is the same as you, self-employed.] ]

[Honest man, don't pick the appearance, it's good to find one on it.] ]

Before he clicked on the big picture, Lang Yangyang was already a little nervous.

It is a photograph in a military uniform.

Chapter 3