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On the way back, Mengmeng was very dishonest.

Mengmeng couldn't bear to put down the new toy music microphone that Cao Shujie had just bought for her.

The father and daughter were sitting in the second row of seats, and Cheng Xiaolin had already driven the car out of Yiling City.

Mengmeng was very honest at first, but after a while she couldn't sit still. She said to Cao Shujie: "Dad, let me sing you a song."

"What song to sing?" Cao Shujie became more energetic.

Then I saw Mengmeng messing around with the microphone in her hand. Her little hands pressed hard on the buttons a few times. After a while, a piece of music came out, and Mengmeng sang along: "Only mom is good in the world..."

As soon as she finished singing a sentence, Cao Shujie interrupted her: "Mengmeng, let's change the song to a different song, "There's only one dad in the world, okay?"

Mengmeng was a little confused. She couldn't understand such a profound question, so she explained to her father sternly: "Dad, this song is "Only Mom is Good in the World"."

"That won't work, cut the song." Cao Shujie said sourly.

Cheng Xiaolin, who was driving in front, heard her husband say this and couldn't help laughing and scolding him: "What does this bear think about all day long?"

When Mengmeng heard what her father said, she pressed the button hard again, and a few "thump, thump, thump" sounds were heard, and a new melody came out of the microphone.

When the lyrics came out, Mengmeng also sang along: "I have a little donkey, and I never ride it. One day, on a whim, I rode it to the market. I held a little leather whip in my hand. I was very proud of myself. I don't know why.

Blah blah blah, I fell all over the mud!"

This part was very difficult to sing, but I managed to sing it.

As soon as Mengmeng finished singing a piece, Cao Shujie gave her the compliment she was looking forward to: "It's nice. Mengmeng sang so beautifully."

"Hehe, dad, let me sing another song for you." Mengmeng was excited.

"Sing, sing." Cao Shujie listened patiently.

In fact, his daughter's singing is not very pleasant, but when the child's enthusiasm becomes high and you don't listen, she makes trouble with you.

Cheng Xiaolin drove smoothly, and more than two hours later, they returned to Caojiazhuang before dark.

He stopped the car at the door and just entered the house. Before he could take a breath, his mother Wang Yuelan said to him: "Shujie, several people came to see you today."

"Mom, why are you looking for me?" Cao Shujie was puzzled.

Wang Yuelan said to him: "Some of them are asking you about growing kiwis, others are asking you about raising cattle, and there is a couple in the family who are fighting and want you to mediate. Anyway, there are all kinds of messy things.

"

Cao Shujie felt a headache when he heard his mother say this, especially when he heard that a couple was fighting and asked him to mediate it.

"Ignore them for now. I'll rest for a while. I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Cao Shujie felt a little sleepy now.

Cheng Xiaolin was about to make dinner when she heard her mother-in-law say: "Linlin, the pork ribs and winter melon I stewed should be ready soon."

"Mom, then you call my dad and ask him to come over for dinner." Cheng Xiaolin said.

Not long after Wang Yuelan called her wife, Cao Jianguo came down from work in the orchard on the mountain.

As soon as he entered the door, Mengmeng greeted him with a microphone: "Grandpa, let me sing a song for you."

When Cao Shujie came down from upstairs, he happened to see this scene, and he was still thinking: "At least for three days, Mengmeng's enthusiasm will not go away."

Cao Jianguo didn't care about anything else. In his simple mind, any song his granddaughter sang would be nice.

"Okay, then you can sing, grandpa, listen." Cao Jianguo said with a smile.

Another tone-deaf children's voice sounded in the house.

During dinner in the evening, Cao Jianguo went to the utility room to get wine. Cao Shujie remembered something. The Maotai he bought today had not been taken out of the car.

He quickly took the car keys and ran outside: "Dad, wait a minute, I got some good wine for you and grandpa today, and I'll move it over right away."

"What good wine? What did you spend the money on?" Cao Zhenghu said to his grandson with a smile.

But when Cao Shujie came in from the outside with two boxes of wine, Cao Zhenghu smelled the aroma of wine, and he said nothing else.

"It smells really good, it's a good wine." Cao Zhenghu nodded.

Cao Shujie put down the two boxes of wine. He went out again and brought in the remaining box of wine.

"Dad, grandpa, take a look at the wine I bought for you. Try it." Cao Shujie smiled and opened the half bottle of wine that the three of them had left at noon, and poured wine into the glasses for grandpa and father.

Cao Jianguo looked at the word Maotai and asked his son: "How much does a bottle cost?"

"Hey, it's not much money." Cao Shujie didn't say anything.

He said: "I found someone to buy it. I bought three boxes at a time and they gave me a preferential price."

Cheng Xiaolin came out of the kitchen with rice next to her. When she heard her husband say this, she wanted to laugh.

She thought to herself: "A total discount of 240 yuan, right?"

There is no way to say this!

But Cheng Xiaolin would never stop her husband from buying wine.

Cao Jianguo heard his son say that he found someone to buy the wine and gave him a discount. He really believed what his son said.

I didn’t ask him how much a bottle of wine cost.

He said: "How much wine did your grandpa and I drink? Remember to send a box to Mengmeng's grandpa."

"Dad, don't worry, I bought three boxes in total, one of which is for Mengmeng's grandpa." Cao Shujie made the allocation clearly.

Cheng Xiaolin had guessed that this would be the case when her husband proposed to buy three boxes of wine, but she still said: "Shujie, you don't have to give my dad one box, just give him two bottles. He can't tell the difference between the good and the bad."

, when someone comes to the house or goes out to visit relatives, he might bring out the wine."

Cao Jianguo heard the overtone from his daughter-in-law's words: "It's very expensive? Shujie, tell me how much a bottle costs."

"Hehe, it's not very expensive, it costs more than 1,000 yuan a bottle!" Cao Shujie said with a smile.

Cao Jianguo picked up the wine glass, looked at the transparent liquid inside, and called him "good guy."

"According to what you said, this cup costs hundreds of dollars?" Cao Jianguo shouted.

Wang Yuelan glared at him: "If you want to drink, just drink. If you don't want to drink, don't talk nonsense. I don't even think it's good for you to drink some good wine."

When Cao Jianguo heard what his wife said, he took a sip of wine and stopped talking.

Cao Zhenghu was more open-minded than his son. He took a sip from the wine glass and said, "You get what you pay for. This wine is really delicious."

"Grandpa, you are right to say that." Cao Shujie smiled happily.

Seeing that his grandfather's wine glass was half full, Cao Shujie filled him up with wine again.

Then he poured himself a small half cup and drank slowly with his grandfather and father.

Immersed in the happy days, time flies by unconsciously.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and people are ushering in the month of August, when the temperature is even higher.

There were originally 14 households growing kiwis and apples in the village.

Their kiwi fruits are gradually ripening at this time. In previous years, at this time, people would come to the fields to harvest kiwi fruits, which cost more than three yuan per pound.

But I don’t know why no one has come to collect kiwi fruits this year.

No one cared about this at first. Everyone still thought that it was just the beginning and it would take a long time. If they sold it late, they might still be able to sell it at a good price.

But after waiting for several days, they found that no one came to harvest the kiwi fruits. At this time, some farmers began to worry.

These 14 families began to inquire about each other's situation. It didn't matter once they inquired, they found that the other party was just like their own, no one was taking care of them, and there was no movement at all.

They all realized that something was wrong, and after much thought, they came up with a solution. These 14 families selected two people to go to the county and city to find out what was going on.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and took the initiative to call the sellers who used to collect fruit from their homes to ask them if they wanted kiwis this year.

After the call got through, the farmer who called was quite happy at first and thought of selling his kiwis secretly first.

But when they heard the fruit seller say that this year's A fruit could only cost 2 yuan 3 per catty at most, while ordinary fruit cost 1 yuan 5 per catty, the farmers who called were stunned on the spot with their mobile phones.

Don't know what to do at all.

They can't figure out which link went wrong and why this year's purchase price is nearly one yuan cheaper than in previous years?

Based on the average yield of 4,000 kilograms of kiwis from one acre of land, this is equivalent to a loss of more than 3,000 yuan from one acre of land.

For these farmers who make a living by growing fruits, this loss is absolutely unacceptable to them.

The two people who arranged to go to the county to inquire about the situation also came back. The situation they brought back was similar to what individual farmers had learned from privately contacting fruit sellers.

The highest price A Guo sent me was about 2.5 yuan, which was 2 cents more expensive than the one mentioned below, but this amount of money was not enough to pay for gas.

"Jianmao, Shudong, how are you asking about the situation? What exactly is going on?" Someone asked anxiously when 14 kiwi farmers gathered together.

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Cao Jianmao shook his head and said: "I went to the fruit wholesale market in the county, and they said that the fruit should be collected at this price. If you want to sell it, sell it, and if you don't want to sell it, the kiwi fruit is cheap this year, and they can't sell it even if they charge a high price."

"Fart, who said kiwis are cheap? I remember that kiwis at Director Cao's house were sold for more than 20 yuan per pound," Cao Liansheng said.

he is very angry.

But it's useless to be angry. No fruit seller will consider the problem on their side.
To be continued...