Chapter 379

Yang Zhishu stayed in Yunlai Village for a few days, and he summed up the following characteristics of Xianyun: [-]. The quality of the greenhouse is extremely high.The all-steel frame structure is hundreds of times stronger than the greenhouses made of bamboo in my village.Even if a typhoon comes, it can last for a long time.[-]. All the vegetable plots are not united by family, but are all integrated together, and are uniformly divided and managed by the company.[-]. Due to the reputation of Daohuayu, many small farm restaurants have sprung up in Xianyun Mountain, and the tourism industry has gradually become popular: in the golden autumn of October, guests who come to Xianyun Mountain to taste the taste of Daohuayu fill up the small restaurants.

Yang Youzhi calculated the accounts, and the income brought by the tourists in October was at least three to five thousand for each family.

He sighed: This money is equivalent to the annual income of the villagers in his village.

Coupled with the fact that the staff of the nursery base taught him advanced planting knowledge, Party Secretary Yang sighed and gained a lot.More than two months later, with his bags on his back and his face raised by Hongcun, he couldn't wait to rush back to his hometown in Gansu. After putting down his luggage, he ran to the village.

There was an autumn rain just now, and the amount of rainfall and wind was a bit heavy. The simple greenhouse in the field was already tilted, and the vegetable seedlings inside were scattered.

When the villagers saw him, they all shook their heads and complained: "Secretary, take a look. Our work is wasted."

Yang Youzhi frowned: "How many times is this? I'll say it sooner and say it later. The quality of the greenhouse must be good. You just don't listen."

"Secretary, that high-quality greenhouse will cost a lot of money!"

Yang Youzhi bent down and easily pulled out the bamboo poles supporting the greenhouse: "I'm going to Nanping this time. It's an eye-opener. Folks, we can no longer waste our land with this inferior greenhouse."

He raised his head with a firm and powerful gaze: "We also want to build a steel frame greenhouse, not only that, but also the best quality steel frame greenhouse!"

The villagers were stunned: Yang Zhishu went to Nanping, and he went crazy after being stimulated?What a sky-high price for a steel frame greenhouse!

"You don't have to worry about the price." Yang Youzhi took a deep breath, "We can borrow money from the bank—Yunlai Village also does the same. However, our old-fashioned farming method needs to be completely changed!"

Before the villagers recovered, Party Secretary Yang had already started his reform plan in a big way.

The original ridges between the fields were broken, and all the vegetable fields were re-planned and arranged by the village committee.The supporting facilities of roads and canals in the village have also been newly and reasonably designed by agricultural and forestry experts.

When the extremely strong super greenhouses stood upright, the rapeseed transported from Nanping also rushed to Gansu with professional senior seedling growers.

Under the guidance of the nursery teacher, the seedlings in the ridges grew up in the greenhouse, and the growth was gratifying.The villagers are all smiling, looking forward to the day of harvest.

Yang Youzhi looked at the village's planting industry back on track, full of confidence: "In less than three years, our village's investment will definitely pay off."

At the same time, in Luxu Town, Nanping, the aftermath of Han Xu's death did not subside gradually, but caused more troubles.

At the end of the year, Han Jiping helped an old man with half-white hair appear outside the gate of Tan Yuan.

It happened that Lingmei came back to visit Aunt Tan during the winter vacation.

"Yo, Miss Xiao. Let's meet again."

Han Jiping's eyes turned around Lingmei's beautiful woolen coat and coffee-colored boots, and returned to her white, tender and ruddy face: This chick is so damn likable, could it be that she wants to steal property from him?

"This is Miss Xiao?" Although Han Zun is old, he has good features and has maintained a refined and elegant demeanor. "You stayed with Yueqiu to take care of her all these years, thank you very much."

Ling Mei guessed the old man's identity, and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

Han Zun smiled and said, "I am Yueqiu's husband."

Even Ling Mei couldn't help but stare: This man is so shameless!
Han Zun's face was ashamed: "Back then, I was the one who felt sorry for her. Now that we are both getting old, it's time to sit down and resolve the grievances of the past."

With a creak of teeth, Tan Yuan's door opened.Qin Hua stood at the door and said with a smile: "Lingmei, I'm just waiting for you—eh, who are they?"

"Aunt Tan's ex-husband and son." Lingmei said flatly, "You know Aunt Tan. Aunt Tan doesn't necessarily want to make things difficult for herself after Chinese New Year."

Qin Hua frowned.Of course, she knew something about Aunt Tan.He said displeasedly to the father and son of the Han family: "Then you wait."

Because Lingmei was afraid that Aunt Tan would be lonely during the New Year, she invited the veterans of the textile factory to have a New Year party every year.When Tan Yueqiu was young, he also liked to be lively. In recent years, he has become more cheerful, and he is happy to entertain everyone.Anyway, she only needs to prepare some cakes, tea, fruit and snacks, and Qin Hua and the others will cook the meals themselves.She just eats and drinks, and doesn't even have to clean up by herself.

Qin Hua strode up to her side and whispered a few words.

Tan Yueqiu's long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a little impatience appeared on his face.

"It's been so many years. No one is safe."

Qin Hua said: "If you don't want to see them, I'll drive them away."

Tan Yueqiu shook her head: "This father and son dare to come to me, you can't handle their thick skin." She swept the fur shawl casually. "Let them go to the West Wing Hall and wait."

After a while, Ling Mei took the Han family father and son to sit in the reception room of the west wing.

When Han Zun and Tan Yueqiu got married in Haicheng, he also stayed in his wife's old house in Fujian for a few nights.Hearing what his son said, he realized that the country had returned Tan Yuan to his ex-wife.Moreover, there are all kinds of antique treasures in Tan Yuan.Relying on these things alone, the life of the ex-wife is extremely nourishing.

So, he was immediately moved.

The door was pushed open, and when he looked up, he saw a slender woman in a well-fitting dark red brocade cheongsam and a purple-brown fur vest stepping into the room.He couldn't help but choked up.After so many years, Tan Yueqiu is still beautiful and dignified.He is obviously 60 years old, and his face is plump and plump, with few fine lines missing.And he, who has been busy all his life and calculated all his life, and now he is getting old, has nothing in his sleeves, and he has nothing.

"Yueqiu—" he whispered sadly, full of affection.

But in exchange for Yueqiu's disdainful and cold sneer.She sat gracefully across from them, and when she glanced at her ex-husband, she realized that if he hadn't come to the door himself, she would have forgotten what he looked like.

"Mom. Dad and I came to see you." Han Jiping laughed with him.

Tan Yueqiu brushed off the hem of the cheongsam noblely: "Tell me. What do you want from me?"

"Yueqiu." Han Zun's eyes were red, and his tone was ashamed. "How have you been all these years?"

Tan Yueqiu laughed: "Han Zun. After so many years, you don't think that you will forgive me if you shed a few tears in front of me and repent at the beginning? You are overthinking."

(End of this chapter)

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