Wen Dongrong was still quite concerned about his eldest nephew.
Wen Kai had a proper appearance, and he had been admitted to the premier aviation academy, with looks to boast about and qualifications to match, no fear of not finding a wife in the future.
But wives and wives were different.
Nowadays, girls were all delicate, for example, his own black-hearted cotton completely couldn’t cook.
Wen Dongrong himself felt that letting black-hearted cotton into the kitchen was a waste, with that one or two hours enough to create how many words!
Regarding tying on an apron and cooking himself, Wen Dongrong felt no shame but rather pride, talking about it, it was just that Chen Ru worked hard at her job, Wen Ying was too tired from studying and creating, the family couldn’t do without him as the head of the household taking care.
While saying this, he conveniently educated his eldest nephew, if Wen Kai had good cooking skills again, he would surely capture the heart of a high-quality girlfriend in the future.
Wen Kai: … Second Uncle, as long as you’re happy.
Complaining inwardly was one thing, Wen Kai said nothing, rolled up his sleeves to help.
Frying, deep-frying, stewing, boiling, the uncle and nephew busied themselves all morning, not only sorting out lunch, but also preparing the evening meal.
On the other side, Wen Ying had just arrived in the countryside in Deng Shangwei’s car.
Also in the car were Qin Jiao and Wang Shuang.
Li Mengjiao had to participate in the recording of the New Year’s Eve gala, so she didn’t go to the countryside with the main group.
This time, Qin Jiao went with a plan, she was confident in convincing some villagers to farm crayfish.
The person who arrived before Wen Ying and the others was Wang Jun.
Last time in the countryside, Wang Jun said he would come over twice a week to work, having been highly praised by Wen Ying leading the way, Wang Jun couldn’t go back on his word.
Working was really tiring!
Wang Jun and the villagers hired by Deng Shangwei were clearing silt together, the pond had no water, the silt needed clearing, and then sun-drying and disinfecting the pond.
Wang Jun previously had no idea that fish farming was so troublesome, releasing fry, raising for a year, catching and selling, continuing to release fry… repeating in cycles, digging the pond once and enjoying for many years, that was Wang Jun’s idea.
Having really come to do the work, Wang Jun then knew how naive he was.
Seeing Deng Shangwei’s car drive into the village, Wang Jun was overjoyed, thinking he could finish early today, who knew his great filial son got out of the car and the first thing was to head straight to the pond side, twisting open a bottle of water for Wang Jun:
“Dad, hold on a bit longer, I’ll call you at lunchtime!”
“…”
Wang Jun was moved to tears by his own son, but without tears.
Then Wen Ying, dressed like a big red chilli, came over with a grin, “Uncle Wang, how’s it going, can you still hold up? If you can’t, just say, I’ll discuss with Uncle Qin and the others, cancel this bet of yours.”
Wang Jun’s heart stirred: it wasn’t impossible.
Thinking this, Wang Jun looked at Wen Ying with a face full of expectation, hoping Wen Ying could read his inner desire.
Qin Jiao scolded, “Wen Ying, don’t mess around, if you’re not helping, fine, but you’re adding chaos for Uncle Wang, let’s let Uncle Wang continue working.”
“Sister Jiao, I was wrong, I’ll leave right away!”
Wen Ying followed suit, she turned and left, also taking away Wang Jun’s expectation.
Wang Jun, standing in the pond silt, laughed in anger.
These rotten kids, today they came deliberately to tease him, right?
This was really Wang Jun being sentimental, Wen Ying came to the village with two purposes: one was to listen to Deng Shangwei’s arrangement for next year’s farming plan, the second was waiting for Yang Xi to perform the second act.
Deng Shangwei had just returned to the village, the village head took the initiative to come.
“Shangwei, what’s with Yao Mei, I heard Deng Baoquan say Yao Mei isn’t working as a nanny at your place anymore, and owes external debt, scaring her not to dare come home for the New Year?”
Deng Shangwei vaguely agreed, “This matter is a long story, I definitely won’t harm Yao Mei. Deng Baoquan brought his whole family to make trouble outside my house gate, even alarming the police, do you know?”
The village head’s expression became serious, nodding.
How could he not know, when Deng Baoquan’s family returned to the village, they spread bad words about Deng Shangwei everywhere.
Calling the police to drive people away was one big crime of Deng Shangwei, fellow villagers, somewhat related by blood or marriage, calling the police was too impersonal.
For a moment, the village head didn’t speak, head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wen Ying pretended not to understand, “Uncle, the village doesn’t welcome you, why do you still want to do aquaculture here? If others have the heart to retaliate, deliberately poisoning your fish pond, your investment would all go down the drain!”
The village head immediately looked up, “How could anyone poison, your uncle is helping the village escape poverty, we’re not unable to distinguish good from bad!”
Wen Ying smiled without speaking.
The village head felt uneasy inside.
Deng Baoquan that turtle son, always hated others having what he lacked, now having conflict with Deng Shangwei, maybe he really would sabotage Deng Shangwei’s farming base.
If Deng Shangwei’s fish were poisoned to death, he wouldn’t ask the village for compensation, but would Deng Shangwei thus become disheartened and not do farming in the village anymore?
The funds, technology, and sales channels needed for fish farming, the village couldn’t do without Deng Shangwei’s help.
The village head’s mind instantly cleared: “Deng Baoquan that turtle son, remembers grudges not kindness, such people aren’t worth helping. Yao Mei not coming home for New Year is good too, Deng Baoquan found a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for Yao Mei!”
A few years ago, when Deng Baoquan married off his eldest daughter, he only took bride price without looking at character.
What kind of life Deng Juan’s eldest sister lived in her in-laws’ home, the villagers had all heard.
Now Deng Juan’s eldest sister’s bride price money was spent, Deng Baoquan wanted to marry off Deng Juan again, with such an unreliable dad, what good family could he pick, it could only be another fire pit.
Thinking this way, the village head also couldn’t be bothered to pursue whether Deng Juan’s debt was real or fake.
Even if fake, treat it as real, better not come back!
Deng Shangwei this person values relationships, Deng Juan worked as nanny at his home for several years, heard she got along well with Deng Shangwei’s family, Deng Shangwei would surely look after Deng Juan.
After thinking it through, the village head only felt refreshed.
“Shangwei, you said on the phone you want to increase investment, is it true or false?”
“Of course it’s true.”
Deng Shangwei wanted to say half the investment money was Wen Ying’s, as he turned his head, Wen Ying had already followed Wang Shuang and Qin Jiao away.
Wang Shuang led the way in front, pointed at Deng Juan’s home.
“I saw several people go in.”
Wen Ying’s eyes lit up: “Is it Yang Xi coming?”
Wang Shuang shook her head, “Doesn’t look like it.”
Qin Jiao suggested going closer to see.
Deng Juan’s home was surrounded by villagers, little kids running around, several big sisters cracking melon seeds watching the excitement.
Wen Ying played the ignorant silly sweet girl asking what’s up, the big sister spat out a melon seed shell: “Matchmaker brought the male side for a blind date, to arrange a husband for Yao Mei.”
“What kind of husband’s family?”
The melon-cracking big sister said with sarcasm: “His family is ruthless, what decent husband’s family can they find.”
Wen Ying craned her neck to look for a long time, the blind date male sat in the main room, couldn’t see his appearance clearly.
Wen Ying was just thinking of calling Yang Xi to urge her, when a rumbling motorcycle sound came from the village entrance.
In the dead of winter, Yang Xi wore a black leather outfit, with smokey makeup that could scare kids to tears, holding an iron chain in hand, followed by several young people, males and females all dressed like punks.
Passing by Wen Ying, Yang Xi winked, the glitter on her eyelids falling down.
Sister Xi acted too wholeheartedly!
Wen Ying whispered to Qin Jiao: “This is an actor’s professional quality.”
Qin Jiao almost laughed out loud.
The onlooking villagers hadn’t reacted yet, Yang Xi waved the iron chain leading the charge into Deng Juan’s home.
Deng Juan’s home was in chaos, chickens flying and dogs jumping.
The matchmaker was scared to abandon the blind date man, shouting “murder” as she rushed out of Deng Juan’s home.
The male punk brought by Yang Xi dragged a plastic bucket from the motorcycle back seat, unscrewed the lid and splashed red paint on Deng Juan’s home mud wall, Wen Ying dodged too late, her new clothes got two drops of paint, breaking Wen Ying’s heart.
Young lads doing things were just rash, not careful at all, their acting far inferior to Yang Xi!
