This book seems to be quite old at first glance.

The paper has turned yellow.

This book is not just an account book, it also contains the date when grandma moved her parents to this village for the first time.

Then some trivial things.

The recorder was grandma. Xue An was a little surprised because he didn't expect grandma's handwriting to be so handsome.

"Well, grandma, don't worry." Xue An took a general look and saw the loans from several elders in the village, estimated to be 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. The largest loan was probably 180,000 yuan from his uncle.

Xue An's head was aching. It turned out that grandma was under such great pressure alone. She had never told her about these things. She always said that it was very good. If she hadn't found a way to make money this time, grandma wouldn't have known what happened.

It’s time to give this book to yourself.

"Grandma, Anzi has grown up. This is a happy thing. You can finally rest assured." Wang Hongxia pulled her grandma beside her and said with tears in her eyes.

Grandma nodded, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said with a smile, "I knew my grandson was capable."

After putting the money away, Xue An put the notebook under the pillow in his room, preparing to go to the orchard and buy some more to go to the farmer's market.

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Is Grandma Xue here? Is Xue An here?"

"Where are you?" Grandma heard the voice and walked out: "Uncle Qi, why are you here?"

This Uncle Qi is a somewhat famous old man from the older generation in the village. I don’t know his specific name, but the older ones are all called Uncle Qi.

When Xue An scanned the account book just now, it showed that he had lent several thousand yuan to his family, but grandma had already paid it back relatively early.

But the favor was there. When grandma and the others moved here, the place was unfamiliar to them, and it was only a favor that someone was willing to lend money.

Naturally, Xue An couldn't follow them and call Uncle Qi, so he called out politely: "Grandpa Qi, please sit inside."

Uncle Qi was about eighty years old, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He said with a smile: "Hey, Anzi is so tall now. Not bad. I heard in the past few days that you are back and studying."

His medical skills are really good."

Uncle Qi's smile is very kind, showing the kind of joy that Fazi feels in his heart, a typical kind-hearted person of the older generation.

"Hello, Grandpa Qi." Xue An nodded.

"Well, Anzi, someone is looking for you."

Grandma was a little surprised when she heard this, and asked: "His seventh uncle, who is looking for a son in our family?"

"It seems that he is a big boss, and she is a woman." Uncle Qi continued: "Anzi, I just heard that you brought some fruits to the town to sell them. I heard that the sales were very good."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xue An smiled and nodded, but he didn't know how to explain it specifically.

Seeing Xue An's hesitant expression, Qi Shu naturally understood that there must be some inconvenience in talking to others: "If the fruit sales are okay, explain it to the people in the village. You are a college student and educated.

, their minds are more flexible than others. Now many young children in our village have gone out to work, leaving only these old people, who have no skills, and are getting poorer and poorer..."

Uncle Qi sighed.

This is also a common situation in many rural areas. Young people with a little bit of ability must have gone out to find new ways out. Most of them live a mediocre life outside. Even if they want to help the village, they don’t have the ability. There are many who have the ability.

He took his parents away and had nothing to do with this small mountain village.

Uncle Qi just said something and asked Xue An to go to the front quickly, so as not to keep the big boss waiting for too long.

The road in front of Xue An's house is so bad that cars can't drive in. The big boss is still some way ahead.

"Yes." Xue An nodded, looking at Uncle Qi, feeling some admiration in his heart. Although their generation has little ability, their hearts are here and they will try their best to help others.

Just like Xue An’s family back then.

"In the future, I will definitely help the village if there are other ways." Xue An thought in his mind as he walked. Soon he arrived at the intersection in front, where several people were watching.

It was rare for a luxury car to appear in the village. The village chief and his family only drove a Passat, but that guy Sheng Weiwei was the one who got the better of him.

Every day, he stirs up a cloud of dust in the village. I wonder what Xue An's reaction would be if I gave him a scare yesterday.

Although Xue An has never made a luxury car outside, he has seen a lot of it, so he is not that curious.

As soon as Xue An arrived, he heard a familiar voice.

"Mom, this is the big brother."

Xue An looked up and saw that it was the big customer from last time, that cute ceramic doll.

"It's you." Xue An was deeply impressed by this big customer and asked, "Have you finished all the grapes you bought that day?"

"Woo, stop talking big brother, I'll just eat a little bit and then give it to the bad mother." Su Xiaozhu was very excited to see Xue An. Seeing this big brother, she can eat a lot of delicious fruits.

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He put down his schoolbag flexibly, then opened the zipper, approached Xue An, and whispered: "Brother, I brought money, please give me a little more money later."

Xue An looked around, what a good guy.

This little girl's schoolbag is full of red envelopes, at least twenty or thirty, and it looks thicker than the last time.

At this time, Zhong Qiuyun patted his forehead. Just to order some food, you called yourself a bad mother. Besides, this kid didn't inherit his talent for business. How could he just buy something without negotiating the price before buying it?

All the money was pushed out.

“Mr.

Xue An nodded and shifted his gaze to the mature and beautiful woman behind Su Xiaozhu. She should be the big boss that Uncle Qi just mentioned.

"My name is Zhong Qiuyun, hello." Zhong Qiuyun took the initiative to extend his hand and introduced himself with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Xue An." Xue An nodded, and stretched out his hand to shake the slender white hand. He instantly felt the smooth and soft feeling, which was very comfortable. He couldn't help but touch it a few more times.

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Zhong Qiuyun is probably in her thirties, a few years older than Wang Hongxia and the others. She exudes a mature, charming and alluring aura, but there is still a slight sense of distance about her.

"I wonder what Boss Zhong wants to do with me?" Although Su Xiaozhu spent 800 to buy fruit last time, looking at Zhong Qiuyun's expression and Su Xiaozhu's words at the beginning, he probably wasn't looking for trouble for himself, and he probably didn't

Don't care about this.

“Mr.
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