After resigning, I want to go back to the village to grow sweet potatoes

Chapter 242
"Lin Xi, don't you think I'm good? Are you throwing ashes on me on purpose? Do you have any quality? Hmph, no wonder Zhuang Yan won't want you!"

After Yu Shui escaped from Lin Xi's booth, he stood in the distance, brushing the ashes from the fashion with his hands from time to time, and scolding Lin Xi angrily.

Yu Shui scolded Lin Xi in a low voice, but Lin Xi could still hear it clearly. She didn't respond to Yu Shui directly, but greeted tourists loudly with a smile on her face:

"The authentic bamboo stove in Qingshuiwan baked the sweet potatoes. It looks real in your eyes. It's real in your mouth. It's still real in your stomach. It's 18 yuan a piece, come quickly. Taste it, guarantee you will want to eat it again."

"It's really a drop in price, a drop in price for solemnity, and a drop in price for Qingshuiwan!"

Yu Shui returned to the old tree with resentment, which is the main venue for today's Qingshuiwan red tourism and stone house homestay opening ceremony.

Bold banners, scarlet carpets, colorful ribbons and balloons, the arrangement is not much different from similar events held in the city.

There are more than a dozen people standing in a row on the opposite stage, including leaders from above, celebrities from Shuizhou, and the most eye-catching is the solemn grandmother-Mei Xuexiang. She stands in the middle, with Zhuang Ran on the left and Zhuang Ran on the right. He is the head of the county.

Yu Qing presided over the opening ceremony and solemnly delivered a welcome speech on behalf of all the villagers in Qingshuiwan.

Lin Xi was busy roasting sweet potatoes and didn't listen to the solemn speech.

"Xiaoxi, buy two roasted sweet potatoes."

"This is money, a total of 36 yuan."

Zhuang Zhong and Lin Daoqin came to Linxi's baked sweet potato stand.

"Big Daddy, Big Mom, these two have just been baked, eat them while they're hot."

When Lin Xi saw Zhuang Zhong and Lin Daoqin approaching, he was a little flustered. While handing Zhuang Zhong and Lin Daoqin roasted sweet potatoes, he almost kicked over the basket of raw sweet potatoes next to them.

"Good, good, really fragrant!"

"Xiaoxi, keep the money."

Lin Daoqin ate the roasted sweet potatoes with big mouthfuls, and stuffed the money from Zhuang Zhong's hand into Lin Xi's hand.

"Big Daddy, I can't accept this money."

Lin Xi refused to accept solemn money no matter what.

"Xiaoxi, take it, eldest mother and your eldest father are tourists today."

Lin Daoqin stuffed the money directly into Lin Xi's pocket.

"Xiaoxi, just accept the money from your big daddy and big mommy, they will always be your big daddy and big mommy."

Lin Xi's grandfather and grandmother brought a basket of raw sweet potatoes to the front of the stall. It took only three hours since the stall was set up early in the morning, and Lin Xi had already baked a whole basket of sweet potatoes.

Zhuang Zhong and Lin Daoqin helped Lin Xi's grandparents carry the sweet potatoes to the stall, and helped Lin Xi clean the sweet potato skins on the ground.

"Big dad and big mom, why don't you go to the opening ceremony?" Lin Xi glanced at the stage, and solemnly spoke on it.

"Xiaoxi, we are not used to that kind of scene." Zhuang Zhong didn't even look at the stage.

"That's right, Xiaoxi, your eldest dad and I are both real people. We like to look real in our eyes, real in our mouths, and real in our stomachs." Lin Daoqin looked at Lin Xi with a smile.

"Big Mom, did you hear that?" Lin Xi was a little embarrassed.

"Xiaoxi, truth is never wrong, Qingshuiwan must only be reserved for real people." Lin Daoqin had something in his words.

"Oh, it's not easy to go on forever. Xiaoxi, what does your father look like on stage?"

"Standing there like a scarecrow, why don't you come over to help Xiaoxi roast sweet potatoes, and insist on standing on the stage with those clothes hangers."

Lin Xi's grandparents showed disdain for Lin Desheng.

"Grandpa, grandma, dad is more or less the head of Qingshuiwan Village now, he must go up on such an occasion." Lin Xi himself actually objected to Lin Desheng standing on the stage.

Although Lin Desheng was wearing new clothes today, standing on the stage was as awkward as possible. Fortunately, he was standing at the very edge, so it was not easy to attract everyone's attention.

"The head of the family in Qingshuiwan Village? When did he really become the head of the family? If Brother Su hadn't lifted him up, he wouldn't even be able to be the captain of a production team."

"It's all right now, Xiao Yan has taken over work, and Desheng can do his job as a bamboo craftsman in peace."

Lin Xi's grandparents sighed.

"Uncle, Auntie, Xiao Yan is still young and needs Brother Desheng to help him for a while." Zhuang Zhuang said.

"Heavy, why didn't you touch the ground when you spoke? Desheng helped him for a while? Is it possible? Brother Su is the truth." Grandpa Lin Xi was also a tough guy when he was young.

"Uncle, my father has already retreated to the second line, and now I'm afraid he doesn't even have a place in the third line." Lin Daoqin looked at the solemnity and Mei Xuexiang on the stage and expressed his feelings.

"Daoqin, is it possible that Mr. Damei is really not convinced?" Grandpa Lin Xi asked Lin Daoqin in a low voice.

Lin Daoqin looked around and saw that everyone was concentrating on watching the opening ceremony on the stage. He didn't pay attention to them, so he lowered his voice and said to Grandpa Lin Xi:
"My father didn't go out at all yesterday and today. Mr. Da Mei and her descendants of the Mei family lived together in the stone house of the original production team."

"Isn't the stone house of the production team where sisters Xiaoqing and Xiaoshui live with Meiyuan and Meihui's mother and daughter?" Grandma Linxi came over to gossip.

"Xiaoqing Xiaoshui and their grandparents lived in the stone house of Changsheng's family, and Xiaoqing paid the rent. Uncle, aunt, do you know? Aunt Xi has been encouraging Uncle Ran to go to Ningzhou these days." Lin Daoqin Seeing that Lin Xi's grandparents listened carefully, they spoke more vigorously.

"Daoqin, why are you still called Aunt Xi? You should be called Aunt Xi, be careful that Missy will get angry." Grandpa Lin Xi reminded Lin Daoqin.

"Uncle, isn't this what I'm used to? Aunt Xi, the young lady of the Lin family, has a good temper now, and it doesn't matter if she calls you wrong. It would be a big deal if Mr. Da Mei called you wrong here. She, the young lady of the Mei family, has a bad temper. It was worse than the ewe goat at Man Yue's family, and she would slap the table and throw bowls and chopsticks at every turn. Now that she lives in the stone house of the production team, I can finally sleep soundly at night." Lin Daoqin suppressed it for several days. Depression finally vomited in front of Lin Xi's grandparents.

"I don't understand why Grandma Xiao Yan likes everyone calling her Mr. Damei?" Grandma Lin Xi asked Lin Daoqin.

"Auntie, Mr. Mei from generation to generation was the most famous name in Shuizhou. Grandma Xiao Yan gave herself the title of Mr. Da Mei, firstly because she is the eldest lady of the Mei family, and secondly because she is different from the original Mr. Xiaomei. "Lin Daoqin explained to Grandma Lin Xi.

"Mr. Xiaomei? Which Mr. Xiaomei?" Grandma Lin Xi was confused.

"It's Mr. Damei's grandniece, Mei Fangfei." Lin Daoqin raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Zhong, who didn't participate in the gossip between her and Lin Xi's grandparents, and helped Lin Xi fold the paper bag for roasting sweet potatoes.

Zhuang Zhong didn't like Mei Fangfei. He once told Lin Daoqin privately that he had to ask Xiao Yan to be careful with Mr. Mei, otherwise he would suffer from her and cause trouble.

"Is that the pretty girl who married Mrs. Bao? I think she is beautiful and tall, but I don't think it's too real." Grandma Lin Xi said whatever came to her mind.

"Old woman, don't talk nonsense, and be careful not to be passed on to Grandma Xiaoyan's ears." Grandpa Lin Xi gave Grandma Lin Xi a look.

"It's okay, just the people in our own family and others are watching on the stage. This silly boy, why did he talk for so long? I'm not afraid of thirst." Lin Daoqin couldn't help seeing that Zhuang Yan was still speaking boldly on the stage. Make complaints.

"Daoqin, what did you just say?"

"Yes, Daoqin, what did you say?"

Grandpa Lin Xi and grandma approached Lin Daoqin, and the cloudy eyes of the two old people were full of eager anticipation.

"I said, why does this silly boy talk for so long? He is not afraid of thirst." Lin Daoqin replied casually, her attention was still on Zhuang Yan.

"Not this sentence."

"The previous sentence."

Lin Xi's grandparents got closer.

(End of this chapter)