In the afternoon, Wang Xiuying and Yang Zhenyu's ancestors and grandchildren sat in front of the house one after the other.

Wang Xiuying's bench was next to the door, so that her back was against the wooden wall, so that her waist would be more comfortable, because of her own physical incompetence, she felt extremely guilty, staring intently at her grandson sitting on the stone steps under the eaves, and slowly burst into tears.

Yang Zhenyu held two plums that had just been picked from his own field in his hands, simply rubbed them with his hands, opened his mouth wide, fed them to his mouth and took a bite.

I just took a bite.

His face changed dramatically.

A few lines wrinkled between his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed, and saliva flowed out unconsciously.

What a sour!

That's why he's worried.

He was originally helping the kitchen in the hotel, but seeing that he had the opportunity to take charge of the cook, news came from his hometown that his grandmother, 73-year-old Wang Xiuying, accidentally fell and injured her waist when she was working.

As Wang Xiuying's only relative, Yang Zhenyu had to return to his hometown to take care of his grandmother, and at the same time help take care of the family's two acres of crisp plums.

According to growers, this year's crisp plum flowering period has been cooled and rainy, and it has lasted for a long time, so the fruit is smaller.

Let's be small!

It's also a sour.

Sour is sour!

There is also a little bitterness in the acid, what can I do?

Yang Zhenyu has a headache.

The poor harvest is a sure thing, and I just hope to sell more.

Yang Zhenyu threw out the remaining one and a half plums in his hand, stood up, and looked back at Wang Xiuying with a smile.

Wang Xiuying hurriedly raised her hand and wiped two handfuls of tears back and forth.

"Milk, what's wrong?, does your back hurt again?" Yang Zhenyu stepped forward and squatted in front of Wang Xiuying and said with concern.

Wang Xiuying choked up and said: "Grandson, it's grandma who dragged you down, and it's all my fault for being an old woman who is not angry......

"Milk, what do you say? What drag me down, you raise me, I will provide for you for the elderly, this is a natural thing, I have to thank you for not abandoning me back then!", Yang Zhenyu raised his hand to wipe away Wang Xiuying's tears, "Okay, milk, don't cry, I know what you are thinking? You can rest assured, I can find some work around casually enough for us to live, no matter how bad it is, I can go to a small restaurant on the street to ensure food and clothing, not to mention that there are two acres of plums at home, right?"

Wang Xiuying gradually calmed down, and shifted her attention to the plum tree outside the courtyard, and said worriedly, "There is still half a month to collect, and the village will find a foreign boss to collect it, this year's plums are not good, and they will all be sold at the right price, so you can't delay doing other things!"

"I know, I know, I also think that this year's plums are not delicious!", Yang Zhenyu said holding Wang Xiuying's hand.

"Wang Xiuying, is your grandson at home?", the grandfather and grandson were chatting, and the shouts came.

If you don't see it, you hear it first.

The two are too familiar with this voice, it is Zhang Mingkang, the village director of Yangjiawan.

Without waiting for Wang Xiuying to reply, Zhang Mingkang walked over, locked on to Yang Zhenyu at a glance, and beckoned, "Xiao Yang, come and dig the road, the excavator is here today, and the road of your group will be leveled as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know when I will wait next time?"

"Okay, Director Zhang!"

Yang Zhenyu hurriedly ran up.

"Take the hoe!" Zhang Mingkang instructed.

Yang Zhenyu turned around and ran into the hall, glanced at it, and grabbed the hoe.

【Successful binding of the hard-working wealth system】

【Prosperity Level: 1】

【Rich Experience:0/100】

[Working hours: 0]

What's that?

Yang Zhenyu hesitated for a while, then came back to his senses, picked up the hoe, and looked at it over and over again.

"What's so nice about a broken hoe? Go quickly, don't make Director Zhang wait too long!" Wang Xiuying leaned back against the door and turned around.

"Oh! I'll go right away!"

Yang Zhenyu went out with a hoe.

Along the way, Mr. Zhang recounted how he campaigned for various policies for Yangjiawan at township meetings, especially the cultivation of crisp plums and the direct road to the county seat.

Although the two have little to do with him, he does express that he is a good cadre who does things for the people.

Yang Zhenyu kept smiling, nodding in response from time to time, his mind still thinking about the voice he had just heard.

He was sure he had heard it.

"I called Wang Xiuying's grandson, there are few young people at home in Yangjiawan, and Xiao Yang only came back a few days ago to take care of his grandmother.

Xiao Yang grew up watching me, and he has a lot of strength, and when he was studying, he did a lot of digging and plowing the fields......"

Zhang Mingkang handed the cigarette to the contractor and introduced the road digging team he organized with a smile.

The contractor is actually the boss of the excavator, and he arranged the work in a decent way.

"Xiao Yang, is your grandmother getting better?" said Uncle Liu on the slope with concern.

"I can stand up!" replied Yang Zhenyu as he dug into the soil.

"People are old, there is no way, there are a lot of major and minor diseases, if you don't pay attention, you will be open~", Uncle Liu sighed, "You have to take care of your grandma, when your old man and grandfather had an accident, if it weren't for you, she would have walked out of Yangjiawan a long time ago, and you are now her only expectation!"

"I know! Uncle Liu, I'm coming back this time, and I'm not going to go out for the time being, when the plums are harvested, I'll find something to do around!" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Xiao Yang, don't dig in anymore!"

"Xiao Yang, come and help!"

"Xiao Yang, drink saliva and rest for a while!"

The uncles and aunts of the neighbors can call hard, just like calling their own grandchildren.

Yang Zhenyu didn't complain, it's okay for young people to do more, and they didn't suffer much from these uncles and aunts when they were young.

The excavator master stopped to eat, Yang Zhenyu sat on the ground, drank a sip of water, and a transparent screen suddenly popped up in front of him.

【Prosperity Level: 1】

【Rich Experience:3.5/100】

[Working hours: 3.5]

It's changed!

The numbers have changed.

Yang Zhenyu hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and took a look, at half past five in the afternoon, he was called by Director Zhang to work at about two o'clock, and he worked for three and a half hours.

He began to ponder the screen in front of him, thinking of the voice he had heard before, as if a system called [Industrious and Rich] was bound to him.

That's right!

He binds the system.

Labor hours can increase the experience of getting rich, can it be exchanged for cash after a hundred hours?

Yang Zhenyu thinks in the most simple and direct way.

"Come on, come on, this is today's wages!"

Before he could figure it out, Zhang Mingkang walked over with the money, "Uncle Liu, yours!"

"Zhang Chunqin, yours!"

“......”

"Xiao Yang, yours!"

One hundred dollars per person.

"Thank you, Director Zhang!" Yang Zhenyu took over.

"Are you coming tomorrow?" Zhang Mingkang asked Yang Zhenyu.

"How many days?"

"Three or four days! One hundred a day, although it is not much, but just do it at the door of the house, don't do it in vain!"

"Just call me tomorrow, Director Zhang!", Yang Zhenyu turned on his mobile phone and smiled, "Director Zhang, I'll remember your phone number!"

"Okay, if there's any work around, I'll let you know!"

The two left the phone.

"Meow~Meow~Meow~"

A raccoon cat ran up to Yang Zhenyu and raised its head and barked a few times.

"Xiao Yang, your cat is calling you to go back to cooking!" Uncle Liu said with a smile.

Yang Zhenyu squatted down and touched the foreheads of the two raccoon cats and said, "Go home, prince!"

He turned around and waved at the villagers.