Chapter 2830: Fried bean sprouts with scallions: childhood sweethearts?
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
Xin Ya dragged Ye Cong back to the room and slammed the door shut. âAre you crazy?â
Ye Cong looked at the girl in front of him who was so angry that her face was red. He slowly sat down by the bed and tidied up his clothes. âWhat are you thinking about?â
Xin Ya exclaimed in surprise and stood in front of Ye Cong to look at him. âDidnât you want to order fruits for my mom?â
Just like how the family across the street often ordered milk.
However, in a place like theirs, the cost of transportation might be more expensive than fruits. If her parents knew about this, they would go crazy.
Ye Cong gestured at her with his finger. Xin Ya did not understand and could only walk over foolishly. However, in the next second, she was directly hugged by Ye Cong and sat on both of his legs.
âAHâ¦âXin ya cried out in a low voice and instinctively hugged his neck.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
Finally, she was in his arms. Ye Cong smelled the sweet scent of her body with satisfaction. It was just that he was wearing too much, so he felt uncomfortable holding her.
âI didnât want to order fruits for them. Your parents couldnât agree to it either.âYe Cong could also see that the new parents were diligent farmers. They didnât beg much and werenât greedy. Their children were promising, they were satisfied with guarding this mountain.
If he really ordered fruit for them, they might not accept it. However, they might be too embarrassed to refuse because of their face, so they definitely wouldnât feel good.
âThen what do you mean?âXin Ya tried hard to calm herself down, so that she wouldnât be shy because she was in his arms.
âI have an idea. When I went up the mountain, I found many villages on the mountain. Have you thought about it? But your town doesnât even have a decent fruit shop.â
Xin Ya heard ye Congâs words and sighed a little, âLetâs not talk about the fruit shop. Even ordinary supermarkets only buy necessities. Our Place is too remote, and very few people come here. And as youâve seen, it takes more than two hours to drive from the nearest county town. Once it rains or snows, you might not be able to drive. Who would be willing to come here to deliver goods?â
As Xin Ya spoke, she thought for a moment and looked at Ye Cong. âHave you heard of the saying, âIf you want to be rich, build a road firstâ?â
Ye Cong:ââ¦â
These words were too down-to-earth. He had never heard of it.
âThis place belongs to us. If you want to build a road, thereâs no place to build it for you.âXin Ya sighed slightly and said helplessly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ye Cong paused for a moment and thought about everything he had seen when he went up the mountain. The natural environment of this place was indeed terrible.
However, if someone paid for it, the labor force should be able to find it.
Ye Cong thought about it, lowered his head, and said to Xin ya, âI plan to have someone make a fruit chain here. Besides, I see some fruit trees on your mountain.â
âWho dares to pick the fruits on the mountain? They are all on the cliff.âXin Ya stared at him. âWhen he was young, the brother Zhu Zi next door brought a few of his friends to pick the fruits, but he was carried back by someone, and his legs were broken.â
Ye Cong:ââ¦â
âBrother Zhu Zi? Next Door? Childhood Sweethearts?âEvery name ye Cong uttered had a different meaning.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
Shouldnât the main point be breaking his leg?
âWhat about now?âYe Cong asked again, his tone not very friendly.
Xin Ya blinked and finally said with a strong desire to live, âHe got married a long time ago. The child is already more than a year old. Itâs true.â
âVery good.âYe Cong was satisfied.
Xin Ya secretly wiped her sweat. President Ye, you must be jealous.