Chapter 1,737 Going Home

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In late October, according to the climatic conditions here in Jiaocheng, those who grew crops in the fields had basically completed their autumn harvest and began to plant wheat in the fields.

In addition, the leaves blown by the autumn wind begin to turn yellow and fall one by one, making the entire countryside feel empty.

Some people say that the city located not far from both sides of the Huaihe River is a bit unlucky. It is also very cold in winter and cannot enjoy the heating of the cave sky in the north, nor the warmth of the winter in the south.

Yang Dongxu feels that the climate in his hometown is quite good. It’s not like everyone doesn’t say that our hometown is beautiful. But it really feels pretty good.

The regional climate in the Huaihe River area really has four distinct seasons. Spring is spring, not summer when you feel warm.

It is said that autumn is autumn, it does not mean that the leaves turn yellow here and snow falls immediately after winter. Every season has its time.

It's not like the south where it always feels like summer. A sudden cold spell means winter, which means there are two seasons in one year. In the north, apart from the long winter, there is summer, and spring and autumn seem to be gone in a blink of an eye.

"Why are you back at this hour? Is there something wrong?" Yang's father, who was drying and shucking corn in the courtyard of his old house, saw a car coming and thought that some relative from the village had parked the car temporarily here. Unexpectedly, I saw my son getting out of the car.

Because he is away from home all year round, the Mercedes-Benz is gathering dust at home, so Yang Dongxu only prepares a car for himself at home when he is home at the end of the year.

Father Yang still likes to drive his old pickup truck. As for his brother-in-law, he once took out a piece of paint in his Mercedes-Benz and it cost more than 5,000 yuan to repair the paint. His aunt asked him to give him the money, but Yang Dongxu didn't want it all. After that failed, he never said anything about leaving the car at home for him to drive.

Now I have a small A4 from a China BMW worth over 300,000 yuan, and it still feels great to drive. Although it is not as domineering as Yang Dongxu’s Bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, it can satisfy my uncle’s pretentious requirements.

After all, driving that bulletproof Mercedes-Benz not only made me tremble in my heart, fearing that I would lose my pocket money this month, but I was also worried about the fuel consumption, even if it was diesel instead of gasoline.

So when Yang Dongxu came back this time, he didn't drive his own car. His car was still in the magic city and he didn't mention it to drive home. This time he drove Bai Feng's car.

To be precise, it is a car owned by a partnership between two people. The first tranche of funds for infrastructure construction has been invested, although the leadership team has not yet been established because the site has not yet been established.

But the brand and a working group have already begun to settle in. Otherwise, who will be responsible for the subsequent supervision of the work, the use of the funds invested, the welfare benefits from the government, and the docking and issuance of various loans?

So now that the beverage company's working group has settled in the main city, the office space and vehicle configuration are naturally in place.

Therefore, Yang Dongxu came back driving the beverage company's new car, and Yang's father didn't recognize him. However, there is no company that cooperates with Bai Feng. He will probably drive a car from a pharmaceutical company back, and Yang’s father still doesn’t recognize him.

"Two days before I collaborated with someone on a project in Zhucheng, I went over to discuss the specific matters. Now that we have arrived at the doorstep of the main city, I naturally wanted to come back and have a look." Yang Dongxu said.

"Uncle, you guys are busy, I'll go to Master Xuan and have a look." Du Heng said.

This time Yang Dongxu came back without any bodyguards, but with Du Heng, who looked familiar. Du Heng would visit Mr. Xuan first every time he came back.

"Don't go to the farmhouse. As for the people who go to the farmhouse and the reservoir at the end of autumn, the old man is staying at home because of the noise. Now he is fishing along the river in the south." Father Yang saw that Du Heng wanted to go to his daughter's house. Nongjiale went to shout.

Fishing is one of Mr. Xuan’s hobbies, just like Yang Dongxu’s father-in-law Zhou Yiren likes reading. As long as Wen Chen is not at home, there is no need to spend time exercising for Wen Chen.

Mr. Xuan would go out at dawn with his fishing rod and his pony. There was no big river in the south or small ditches in all the villages that he didn't take care of.

It doesn't matter whether you catch or not catch, the main thing is to spend a boring day fishing, sometimes when it rains, snows, or strong wind makes it impossible to fish.

Go horse riding with the elderly in the village, play chess, or participate in a card game to fight the landlords, and live more comfortably than before.

In the past few years, he always stayed in his house in the reservoir and never came out. In the past few years, he has completely let go. The older he gets, the more he likes to play. I just had to go square dancing with the old men and women on the street.

"Then I'll wait for him to come back. Don't blame me for catching fish or not." Du Heng shrank his head, although Mr. Xuan didn't care whether he caught or not.

But for anglers, the Air Force must be in a bad mood. So if Mr. Xuan was unlucky and didn't catch any fish today, Du Heng would definitely get caught if he got in at this time. Especially the fact that he is such an adult and is not married yet. This is something that must be mentioned every time when setting the table for dinner.

"Dad, how about killing a big rooster and eating pot stickers with pot stickers for dinner?" Yang Dongxu said.

"You're in trouble if your daughter-in-law and grandson don't come back." The boss rolled his eyes.

Since getting married and having children, Yang Dongxu's family ranking has plummeted. The status of this family is even lower than that of the eldest sister and the younger sister who came back to visit relatives without any children.

After all, even if you don't bring your children, the girls married by the eldest sister and the younger sister will be guests, and they will have some delicious food. He has basically no human rights as a son.

"Hey, why did Asahi come back at this time?" Yinshan, who was pulling corn stalks from the field to his house, passed by the door and stopped.

Yang Dongxu hurriedly went up to hand over the cigarettes. He basically stopped smoking now. After all, he had a bad breath while holding his daughter. However, we couldn’t miss the entertainment when we returned to the village, so I put a pack of cigarettes in my pocket in advance.

If you don’t pretend to be too good, it’s China again, and you’re showing off like a red panda. He had gotten rid of the low-level taste, so he packed a few packs of mid-grade Yuxi, priced at 25 a pack, even though rural people usually don't smoke.

But I occasionally buy it to entertain guests when doing business, so it's not unusual, but it's a bit classy. After all, most rural people now feel that smoking Huangshan for 5 yuan is quite good. Even if their families have money, they rarely smoke cigarettes that cost more than 10 yuan.

Of course, except for his brother-in-law who likes to save face.

"I have something to handle in Zhucheng. I'll go back to my door and see if this year's traditional Chinese medicine has been collected. How are the profits?" Yang Dongxu passed the cigarette and chatted casually.

Seeing him using a lighter to light up the fire, Yinshan quickly waved his hand, "There is fire, there is fire!"

As he said that, he lit his cigarette and covered himself with dust from pulling corn stalks, "It's not bad. I can earn more than 30,000 yuan this season after excluding the capital. Plus the village B&B and the herbs sold by tourists, we can celebrate the New Year this year." I can have a good year."

In fact, it’s not just this year. Ever since Yang Dongxu built a vegetable greenhouse in his hometown and abandoned the truck craze long ago, the income of villagers in ten miles and eight villages has been very high.

However, in the past two years, the income from growing medicinal materials has been much higher than before from growing vegetables, and the income from growing food has been much higher, plus the income from homestays this year. The overall income has increased again, so I can say that I will have a good year.