These days, Shen Qiuqiu's family is busy hiring farm machinery and building fences.

It attracted the attention of many people in the village.

Now is the slack season for farmers, a time when villagers visit each other to chat, touch cards and play mahjong.

At villager Zhao Xiaochang's house, a group of people gathered together, smoking, playing cards, eating melon seeds, and talking about the shortcomings of the east and west.

Naturally, I started talking about the Shen family.

"Hey, have you seen the new car bought by the granddaughter of the old Shen family? It looks old-fashioned, and it costs tens of thousands, right?"

Zhao Xiaochang spit out a few melon seed shells and said nonchalantly: "Tens of thousands of dollars is nothing. His grapes were sold for at least hundreds of thousands."

Everyone exclaimed, "My dear, Old Shen has become so rich."

Zhou Linjiang suddenly realized, "Oh... no wonder his granddaughter would leave a good job in the big city and come back to the village."

Zhao Xiaochang said with a smile: "That's right, if I could earn hundreds of thousands a year, I wouldn't let my son go out to work. It would be more comfortable to stay at home."

Li Jihong curled his lips disdainfully, "You are a college student after all. It's useless to go back to the countryside to farm. If he is my child, I will drive him to the city even if I use a stick."

A group of people burst into laughter and mocked Li Jihong: "What are you dreaming about? Your son has not even graduated from junior high school, yet you have the nerve to bury other college students."

Before the laughter subsided, someone else asked: "It seems that his family has recently used a farm machine to turn over the land on Laodongshan. There has been quite a commotion. What are they planning to do?"

Zhao Xiaochang shook his head, "Who knows, his family has made a lot of money selling grapes this year. Maybe they want to plant a few more acres of grapes."

Many people were a little excited after hearing this, "It's really so profitable, why don't we also try to plant a few acres?"

Zhao Xiaochang crossed his legs, waved his hands and said: "If you want to plant it, I won't plant it. It takes three years to bear fruit, and the day lilies are already cold. I don't have the time to take care of them."

Everyone thinks about it, it takes three years to bear fruit, which is indeed too long.

By growing corn and sweet potatoes, you can harvest something every year, which you can not only sell for money, but also eat for yourself and feed your livestock.

If we plant grapes instead and the fields produce no harvest for three years, then the whole family will not be able to bear the northwest wind.

At this time, Lin Fusheng, who had been sitting silently in the corner, suddenly said mysteriously: "What you said is wrong. Old Shen didn't plan to grow grapes on the land in Laodongshan. He wants to grow something else."

Everyone looked over curiously, "If we don't plant grapes, what else can we grow?"

Lin Fusheng smiled and said nothing. Zhou Linjiang picked up the cigarettes on the table, took out one and handed it over, and lit it for him himself.

Lin Fusheng squinted and blew out a smoke ring, then said slowly: "I was drinking with Wang Weidong two days ago, and I heard him mention that he seemed to be planning to plant strawberries."

Zhou Linjiang couldn't help but frown, "Strawberry? How much is that thing worth?"

His cousin Zhou Dingwei interjected: "Who says it's not valuable anymore? That thing is so expensive.

When my wife and I were dating, I once took her to the county seat for dinner, and there was a man on the roadside selling food with a load.

My wife saw it and said she wanted to eat it. When I asked, she asked for twenty-five yuan a pound without even negotiating the price.

I gritted my teeth and bought a small bag, which cost more than 40 yuan. I still feel bad when I think about it now."

These words caused everyone in the room to burst into laughter again.

However, Zhao Xiaochang sighed and cursed: "Damn it, what kind of world is this? A piece of shit that doesn't care if it's full can be sold for more money than the food that fills the stomach.

In another two years, we honest farmers who grow food will probably have no way to survive."

Li Jihong also sighed, "Who says it's not the case? Pork only costs about ten yuan a pound, and a broken strawberry sells for twenty-five yuan. If you eat it, it will go to heaven."

As they talked, everyone couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and had no intention of playing cards.

Let's just break up and go back to our homes.

Zhou Linjiang and Zhou Dingwei were cousins. The two families lived not far away, so they went back together.

When he was about to reach the door of his house, Zhou Dingwei suddenly threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it and crushed it a few times.

"Brother, I have decided, I also want to grow strawberries."

Zhou Linjiang didn't react, "What?"

Zhou Dingwei looked up at the sky and repeated what he just said, "I decided to follow Grandpa Shen to grow strawberries.

His granddaughter is a college student and a person who has seen the world, so she is right to follow them."

Zhou Linjiang frowned and advised him: "You have to think clearly, no one in our village has ever grown that thing before. If it doesn't work well, or if it can't be sold, who are you going to cry to?

If you ask me, it’s better to grow food steadily and feed the two pigs well. Although you can’t make a lot of money, you won’t go hungry either.”

Zhou Dingwei, however, was determined and refused to listen to advice.

"Brother, I just want to work hard and give it a try. I don't have much, but I don't want my children to live such a hard life anymore.

If you look at the kids in the city, they learn piano, dance, and attend interest classes. Our kids have never even tasted McDonald's..."

The more he spoke, the sadder he became, and his voice became lower and lower.

Zhou Linjiang patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, if you want to plant it, just plant it."

Then, he pulled Zhou Dingwei back and headed towards Shen Qiuqiu's house.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to Old Shen's house to ask."

When they went there, the door of Shen's house was closed, and no one answered after calling for a long time.

At this point, he should have gone to the ground.

Thinking that their family was cleaning up the wasteland in Laodongshan recently, the brothers went there again.

This time I finally missed the mark.

Grandpa Shen and his family are digging holes in the ridges of land, so that when the strawberry seedlings arrive, they can plant them directly.

Grandpa Shen saw the two brothers from afar. Holding on to the hoe handle, he straightened up and greeted them loudly, "Lin Jiang, Dingwei, why are you here?"

The two brothers responded and trotted to Grandpa Shen.

Zhou Dingwei called out, "Grandpa Shen."

When the words came to his lips, he felt a little embarrassed to speak, so he blushed and scratched the back of his head.

It was Zhou Linjiang who was helping by saying, "Grandpa Shen, my brother heard that your family is going to plant strawberries. He also wants to plant a few acres of strawberries. Is that okay?"

Grandpa Shen didn't expect that this was his idea, and he didn't know whether to agree or not.

He turned around and shouted to Shen Qiuqiu who was not far away, "Xiaohua, come here."

Shen Qiuqiu put down the hoe and trotted over.

She went to work today wearing a set of old clothes. The clothes were patched. The legs of black sweatpants that were washed white were rolled up high. Her army green cloth shoes were covered with mud. She also wore a worn-out hat on her head. straw hat.

She looks like a rural woman.

Brothers Zhou Linjiang and Zhou Dingwei were stunned.
Chapter completed!