Once things were settled, everything became much easier.
Everyone began to divide work and cooperate. Xie Fugui was responsible for external affairs, and Zhang Shengli organized the villagers to plant.
The whole Zhangjiacun suddenly became lively.
"Shengli, why do we have to fetch water from your mountain? Water from other mountains cannot be used?"
"Because of the soil quality, why did I choose this hilltop when I was contracting? It's not because the soil quality here is good."
Zhang Shengli mobilized everyone to divide the work and cooperate. They hoeed the ground and carried water. In short, even the children of a few years old started to help.
In just three days' work, all the remaining four hills were cleared.
"Shengli, is there anything we should pay attention to with these sprouts?"
"You can plant as you usually do now. It's just that when you water, you have to get water from here."
………
Zhang Shengli is on the phone every now and then and is extremely busy.
Tang Rou has been coming every day these days and helping the villagers with some things, but the villagers don't let her do heavy work.
Tang Rou was sitting on a stone, squeezing her aching arm constantly. Zhang Shengli, who had just hung up the phone, stood aside.
"You can't go on like this. I suggest you buy a few walkie-talkies. It will be more convenient to contact you if you need anything."
Seeing Zhang Shengli making phone calls for a while, Tang Rou burst into laughter.
"Well, it's necessary. I'll call Fugui later and ask him to buy a few back."
Seeing Zhang Shengli's serious look, Tang Rou smiled and said, "I noticed that you have changed a lot recently."
"What has changed?"
"It's getting darker!" After saying that, he laughed.
Zhang Shengli didn't expect Tang Rou to joke with him under such circumstances, and his mood improved accordingly.
"Why don't your parents tell you that you come here every day?" Zhang Shengli said and sat down beside the stone.
"They don't care about me. I used to run out to play every day."
As she spoke, Tang Rou leaned on Zhang Shengli's shoulder with a smile on her lips.
Zhang Shengli stiffened for a moment, but then he realized that Tang Rou was really tired.
Because within half a minute of leaning on him, he had already fallen asleep.
Somewhat distressed, but also somewhat relieved.
It's not that Zhang Shengli doesn't understand feelings, he just feels hurt and doesn't dare to try love easily again.
He took Tang Rou's feelings for him seriously in the past few days and kept them in his heart.
He never believed in love at first sight, so at first he didn't believe that Tang Rou called him after just meeting her once.
But after these days of contact, he discovered that Tang Rou knew him very well. She seemed to know a lot about what had happened to him in the past.
Although he really wanted to ask, he was afraid. As for what he was afraid of, he didn't know.
Looking at Tang Rou sleeping on his shoulder, Zhang Shengli's heart seemed to melt.
The faint fragrance came, the breeze blew, and the silk hair brushed his cheek.
It was enjoyable at first, but as time passed, Zhang Shengli's body, which did not dare to move at all, began to stiffen.
cough!
At this moment, the sound of coughing came, destroying the tranquility.
"Xiaodong!"
Zhang Shengli looked at the familiar figure that appeared in his sight and spoke subconsciously.
Tang Rou also woke up, and when he saw a young man appearing in front of him, his face suddenly turned red.
"That! Didn't it bother you?"
Zhang Xiaodong, 1.75 meters tall, somewhat stocky, with short hair, dressed casually, looked at the ambiguous two people with a smile.
"When did you come back?"
Zhang Shengli didn't see Zhang Xiaodong's meaningful smile at all, but stood up in surprise and asked.
"I came back early this morning. You have been on the mountain. My dad didn't let me come up to disturb you. If I couldn't help it, I wouldn't want to either."
Zhang Xiaodong was an acquaintance. After greeting Zhang Shengli, he came directly to Tang Rou and said with a smile: "These are my siblings. I heard my dad say on the phone a few days ago that Shengli has found a good wife.
At the time, I thought my dad was bragging. How could anyone care about his guy who couldn’t hold back a word for a long time?"
"I didn't expect it to be so beautiful!"
Zhang Shengli pulled Zhang Xiaodong away, punched him angrily, and warned: "I tell you, please stop talking."
"Okay, okay, you are the boss now, I listen to you."
Zhang Xiaodong also knew that enough was enough. Seeing Tang Rou's face turned red, he said: "My dad gave me a death order and told me to follow you in the future, but I don't know anything. I don't want to discuss this with you."
Is it done?"
Zhang Xiaodong is Zhang Xinyi's son. He went out to work after graduating from high school and rarely came home. If Zhang Xinyi hadn't forced him this time, he wouldn't have been able to come back.
"What kind of work do you do outside? You haven't even received a single phone call for so many years." After Zhang Shengli said this, he introduced Tang Rou: "My uncle's son has been like this since he was a child. He talks nonsense. Just don't listen to his nonsense."
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"Hello, brother Xiaodong!" Tang Rou said hello quickly when she heard that he was the village chief's son.
"Okay, okay!" Zhang Xiaodong laughed.
"I have had no job at all in the past few years, I can't do anything, and I don't want to go into a factory. I have been doing outdoor live broadcasts."
"Live broadcast?" Zhang Shengli frowned.
"Isn't that right? I just open my mouth and can say something, but I don't know anything else."
Looking at the mountain of fruit trees, Zhang Xiaodong frowned.
On the other hand, Tang Rou's eyes gradually brightened up. Seeing the two of them looking helpless, she interjected, "Do you have many fans?"
"How can I have any fans? I left the union the year before last and started working alone. Now my real fans are only tens of thousands."
At this point, Zhang Xiaodong seemed to react and asked: "My younger siblings also like to watch the live broadcast?"
When Tang Rou heard Zhang Xiaodong call her, she did not object, but said, "I understand a little bit."
"Don't you want the village to take the tourist route? Isn't this a good opportunity?"
Seeing Zhang Shengli's lack of reaction, Tang Rou had no choice but to explain: "Live broadcasting is very popular now, and Brother Xiaodong is engaged in outdoor live broadcasting. Why don't we take advantage of this and let him help us promote it."
"Traveling?"
Zhang Shengli didn't have any big reaction, but Zhang Xiaodong suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "If that's the case, I think it can be done. Our village couldn't do it before, but now?"
Zhang Xiaodong looked at the mountain of fruit trees in front of him and said with a smile: "If you really want to develop into tourism, you really can't do without live streaming."
Just like that, Zhang Xiaodong took out his mobile phone, opened the software, and began to educate Zhang Shengli on the benefits of live streaming for tourism.
Zhang Shengli became more and more reliable the more he listened, and slowly began to accept it. Especially after Zhang Xiaodong gave a few examples, he became more convinced of what the other party said.
"Okay, think about it in the next few days. If you have any requests, just ask me. Our main purpose now is to make our Zhangjia Village famous. I think Yuelong Mountain is a good publicity channel.