ps: Sorry, I didn’t have time to update the meeting today, and I was wondering what I was wrong.

Yanyu also looked at Yang Tian. As a woman, she would rather wish she had a child. Every time she saw her sister-in-law and her nephew, Yanyu showed a sense of envy in her eyes. But she loved Yang Tian more and understood Yang Tian’s heart. Since he said that in another year, let’s go another year! Fang Zheng still has a lot of things to be busy with now, and it is definitely not enough to be rectified into a group company. It is definitely not enough to be just arbitrary, and there must be content.

"Mom is not bragging about you, I know you have your own ideas. But after all, where are you old? You will spread gossip in the village without children." People are terrifying. Even if you help the villagers, you can't keep the women's gossiping mouths. Mothers can't listen to this. The children themselves know that they are sick or not. They don't know if they are sick or not?

"Mom, I understand!" Yang Tian held the rice in both hands, and his head was almost buried in the bowl.

Afraid that my mother would almost nag anymore, Yang Tian quickly killed the porridge in the bowl, slapped his hands and said to look at the cherry, then applied oil to the soles of his feet. A classic move of a second senior brother meeting a monster, I ran away!

How big is a village? Maybe it’s hard to describe. There are sparsely populated areas, or tens of thousands of hectares, and there are only one or two hills with a large population. Tianchen Villa is not big or small, there are five or six hills and a lot of land. It takes more than ten minutes to leave my mother’s sight, and Yang Tian slowly walked into the Blue Cherry Orchard.

Last time I saw it at the end of March. At that time, all the blue cherries were still green, and they were as big as a thumb. Now, the blue cherries all looked like dumplings, round and beautiful. Especially their faces were blue and purple. A thin layer of white powder was unevenly attached to it, adding a hint of mystery. Due to the different sunlight, the ripening time of the fruits was different. The earliest ones were always those top fruit trees that had geographical advantages.

Stepping up the bluestone slab in the wind, the blue cherry that walked into the mountains became more beautiful, from blue to purple, and shiny red. Yang Tian took another one and wiped the white powder on it with his hands, and threw it into his mouth. The fruit was like a mouth, and a scent of the original cherry filled the entire mouth, and then bit it with his teeth. Bang! The fruit exploded in his mouth, and then the juice slowly flowed into his mouth with the gap.

In the early stage, a sour smell erodes the whole body like a strong wind, and then a sweet smell. This sweet smell is a bit like a beef, but it has a more aroma than a beef. I also feel a little bit like a cherry, but it is a bit more fragrant than a cherry, but the taste is richer than a peach. Anyway, this taste is very difficult to describe, and it feels comfortable and delicious in the mouth. From the sourness in the front to the sweetness in the back, two flavors that should have been clearly divided. But suddenly, it seems like an old friend who has not seen each other for many years, slowly gathering on the tip of the tongue. Finally, it blends into each other and conveys the most wonderful taste to the throat.

It tastes sour and sweet. At this time, Yang Tian could not use words to seriously describe his feelings. The enjoyment on the tip of his tongue made him seem to have forgotten the purpose of his trip. He was like the bee picking flowers, eating the blue cherries in front of him one by one. The fruits kept entering his mouth. The fragrance and sweetness made people instantly intoxicated. It was like poppy/million, which made people unable to stop or let go of their hands.

d is delicious, so that he, who was originally very self-control, could not break free from the shackles of that deliciousness. If this thing is on the market, how many people would not attract? He is afraid that he is asking for more than offerings. He does not want tourists to enter the cherry orchard and toss his blue cherry tree that has just been a year old.

Shaking my head, the blue cherry smell is still savoring on my tongue. If you say this is a cherry, it will definitely be bigger than a cherry. It is sweeter and more fragrant than ordinary cherries. If you say this is a blueberry, it has a more flavor than a blueberry and has a different aroma. The unintentional combination of the two creates such a perfect blue cherry, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the jingle of food.

If there is still the character Yang Guifei, then it is definitely not that he eats 300 lychees, but that he eats 300 blue cherry, and is a Tong/Nanren. Such a taste is like a lover. At first, he is worried about liking but not daring to confess his love, and then he knows the joy of each other's love, and finally boldly confesses to become the sweetness of lovers. In fact, all the metaphors gather into one sentence: blue cherries are a jar of aged wine. The more you eat, the more you taste, the more you can't live without it.

Yang Tian quickly stopped his mind and tried to control the hand he wanted to reach out. He began his great career in counting blue cherries in pain. After identifying and checking, he finally got a number. In the early stage, there were not many fruits ripening, but they could not resist their number. What a large yield of 100 acres of blue cherries. On a small blue cherry tree, there are at least tens or hundreds, and at least one or twenty. These ripe fruits are at least thousands of kilograms.

Yang Tian didn't dare to be careless or wait. He saw the sky chasing the birds just now, so he naturally understood the purpose of the birds. Now there is such a good harvest, all relying on the two Haidongqings, otherwise half of the fruits would be tossed by the birds. He took out his phone and quickly called the elder brother: "Brother! What are you doing? Oh, it's good to be at home! You should quickly notify the free people in the village that the blue cherries are ripe, and I'm afraid that they will be trashed by the birds if they are too late, so he asked them to come and pick them for us, and let everyone in the village taste them."

Yang Wen continued the phone call, without saying anything, and quickly called his parents who were preparing to go out to work. He called the people in the village and asked everyone who was free to help. Then he quickly called out Wang Bing, who was guarding the laboratory, to help drive the car over, and he moved out more than a dozen piles of cardboard one-person-high in the warehouse behind his home.

The conversation was divided into two parts. The people in the village received a call from Yang Wen, and without saying a word, they started calling others: "Hey, Yang San! Where are you? What? You are in the chicken farm! Don't be busy and leave the matter to your workers, come back quickly! The cherries in Xiaotian's family are ripe, so we will help pick cherries."

"What? Xiaotian's cherries are ripe? Then I'll drive back immediately! NN, I've been waiting for it to be ripe since the flowering, and I have been waiting for it for a month or two. Today I finally waited for the news! I really want to try what this blue cherry tastes like. Is it better than the mountain figs like Xiaotian blows!" Yang San ran to the office while calling, saying that it's fake in not being anxious. What is the mountain figs? Everyone knows very well. Now that the blue cherry is ripe, maybe the taste is better than it, and they may drool when they think about it.

Such things are happening everywhere in the county town. Some breeding bases are far away and some are closer. No matter how far or near, the first thing everyone does when they receive the call is to run towards the car and want to go back early to taste the taste of the blue cherry. Time passes, and a terrifying landscape appears on the road leading to Tianchen Villa. There are a few Ford Raptors, connected to the number car license plate, and even the speed is almost the same.

Looking at the formation, everyone was too lazy to count. The convoy alone was several hundred meters long. This guy was so spectacular. A tourist from another place sat in the car and saw such a scene and asked the tour guide: "Tour guide, where are these cars! A complete Ford Raptor, this formation is even more awesome than someone getting married."

The tour guide looked outside, then looked at the license plate on the car and said very normally: "Oh! This is the car of the villagers in Tianchen Villa. Only the village drives this kind of car, and the license plates are all connected, and the front starts with the letter tc. I don't know what event to hold in the villa today, but the cars in the village are actually back!"

"What? This is the car in Tianchen Villa? Damn! This village is so awesome? A complete Ford Raptor pickup truck with a car license plate, I'm sun! This is more cool than that Mercedes-Benz, BMW looks much cooler!" An explanation attracted countless sighs, and everyone was so envious and jealous!

"Haha! This is nothing! Didn't I introduce it just now? Tianchen Villa is full of large-scale breeding, and almost everyone has such a car in their hands! I used to be curious why they didn't drive other cars, but people said that this car was so naughty, it can carry people, transport goods, and walk on dirt roads. So this car is very normal in the villa, it is a general agricultural vehicle." The tour guide still said very normally.

But people who say this generally don’t understand cars. Only those who understand cars think it’s wasteful: “I’m dizzy! If my buddy has such a car, I will definitely be a Bodhisattva! But since I heard your explanation from the tour guide, I think I’m wrong. One: I shouldn’t have this idea, and the best ending is to use it for the best. Two: I’m wrong with the living standards of farmers in our country. Look, they are all automated production, a farm lifestyle, and even comparable to the Americans. I swear, if I have the chance, I want to be a farmer.”

A middle-aged man sitting in the parking space quickly patted the speaker on the shoulder: "No brother! I am the second person here. Don't combine everything here with reality. Just treat it as a dream. The dream is the moment we enter this city."

"I think so!" the man agreed!

"Hahaha..." Everyone in the car burst into laughter.

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The convoy did not stop and drove to the blue cherry orchard in one breath. Looking at the large fruit trees, everyone sighed again. Yang Tian is Yang Tian. The fruit trees planted throughout the year have already produced fruitful results this year. His skills are superb, and everyone can only look up to it. However, for such a village chief, he is the lighthouse that points out the waterway, and everyone feels at ease with everyone.
Chapter completed!