Rebirth: I escort the male god

I don't know if it was because Lao Xu's words at noon took effect, or if Lin Mo and the others realized that it was a bad behavior, but when they were working in the afternoon, they didn't eat a single mango, except for someone who didn't come in the morning and a little kid.

Huo Qiyan originally wanted to concentrate on his work, but Liu Wazi kept telling him that this was delicious, that was delicious, and then he clamored to eat. He had no choice but to open one for him. When the mango opened, he couldn't help but take a bite... and another bite...

The director stood numbly behind the monitor, watching the big and small showing off one after another. He wanted to say something, but when he met Feng Rucen's occasional gaze, he retreated back. Eat, eat, they were people he couldn't afford to offend.

When it was past four o'clock and the fruit merchants had asked for enough pounds of fruit, the orchard owner asked them to stop picking. After settling today's wages for the villagers who came to help, the orchard owner fulfilled his promise and gave the several hundred pounds of inferior fruit left by the fruit merchants to Lin Mo and his friends.

Lin Mo and Ran Hui happily ran over, picked up a mango and started showing off. Their clothes were soaked with juice and they didn't even bother to wipe it off. At this time, Huo Qiyan, who was still playing the treasure hunting game with Liuwazi in the orchard, finally noticed that he was missing. He quickly picked up the little kid who was a few steps away and turned around to rush to the orchard gate.

They bumped into Feng Rucen who came back to look for them, "Who told you to run away?"

There was long grass under his feet and it was easy to trip if he was not careful. He actually dared to run towards him. What would he do if he fell?

"Hehe, didn't I notice that you were all missing? I thought you guys finished work without calling us." Huo Qiyan stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.

Feng Rucen patted the dirt and grass debris on his body, "Who can throw you away?"

It was a rhetorical question, but it was full of joking meaning.

Knowing that he was talking about her, Huo Qiyan felt very happy, "That's right. After all, if I were lost, someone would be left without a boyfriend, which is a big loss."

Feng Rucen's eyes were dark, and she lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "So boyfriend, when will you give me a formal status? I'm waiting anxiously."

Boom! Huo Qiyan's face suddenly turned as red as a cooked shrimp, and his voice was a little stammering, "You...you...I'm not...not letting you marry me, but you're hesitating and blaming me."

"Mr. Huo! Come quickly, the director team said that all the mangoes should be given to us. What should we do with them?!" Lin Mo was shouting in the distance.

Huo Qiyan came to his senses, pushed someone away, and rushed to the orchard gate holding a child.

He doesn't want to take the initiative when it comes to getting married.

Feng Rucen's lips curled up slightly. His Xiaoqi is always so cute. Just wait a little longer, and soon you will get what you want, Madam Feng.

"Wow, are you going to give us all these mangoes? Don't you want to give some money to the orchard owner?" After all, with so many fruits, they can probably be sold for a lot of money.

Huo Qiyan felt that they were a little guilty about taking it. They didn't help much, but they caused a lot of trouble...

The little kid on his shoulder struggled hard, "Brother, let it go...Brother, let it go..."

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I almost forgot about you," Huo Qiyan quickly put the little ball on the ground.

The little dumpling skipped to the pile of mangoes and took out a mango that looked pretty. He bit the skin with his teeth and started eating it, saying, "Brother, come and eat it. No one wants this fruit, but it tastes good. Take it home and let grandma dry it."

Lin Mo: "Sixth child, this fruit is so good, how do you know no one wants it?"

Liu Wazi looked up at him and said, "Because this fruit was piled up on the roadside, grandma said we could pick it up and eat it, but no one wanted it."

Even though his words were incoherent, Lin Mo and the others still understood what he said, and they felt a little sour in their hearts. These mangoes were so good, they were just a little small, so why did no one want them?

The director also picked up his loud speaker at this time, "These mangoes are inferior fruits that the fruit merchants don't want. You have seen the labor force in the village these days. There is almost no young man. The nearest market is hundreds of kilometers away from the village. It is impossible to transport them out. You can pack as much as you want and take them away. The program team will not take care of it."

"Yes, yes. Grandpa said that this fruit cannot be sold at a high price. It is a loss-making commodity. If it were not for school, I would not grow fruit."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Mo's eyes became even hotter. Thinking about what they had done in the past few days, and remembering the helpless look of the orchard owner, it turned out that... the things they thought were very expensive, the lowest-level fruit farmers couldn't even sell them...

"Director, how many orchards are there in the village?" He thought about buying some himself as employee benefits. Anyway, it seemed that Lin Mo Moyan and the others liked to eat orchards very much. If it really didn't work out, he would ask his father for an idea to solve the problem.

Mr. Huo, who was on vacation on an island, said: "A-choo!"

Director: "I don't know exactly how many there are, but in one village, there are tens of thousands of kilograms of mangoes."

[This kind of small mango is sold for 8 yuan per pound here! No one wants it in the place of production? ! ! Tell me the address, I will take a flight to eat as much as I want. ]

[I also want to say that the Guifei mangoes in our supermarket are more than 20 yuan per pound. Director, why don’t you just go to the link and I’ll buy it! ]

[That’s right, I saw this morning that the fruit merchant’s purchase price was less than one dollar, and I was shocked for a long time. How is this different from picking it up for free?]

The assistant director looked at the scrolling comments and wanted to suggest to the director that they should do a live broadcast to sell mangoes. But after thinking about it carefully, it was not very realistic. There were no young people in the village. They could help now, but what would they do in the future? They were all old people who didn't know how to use the Internet. No one would buy mangoes next year.

At this time, Huo Qiyan and Feng Rucen were whispering behind everyone's back. Lin Mo and others looked at them curiously, not knowing what the two were discussing, but due to their identities, they couldn't say it directly.

But Liu Wazi didn't have so many thoughts, he just ran over and said, "Brother, I want to listen to what you are talking about!"

Huo Qiyan scratched his little nose, then placed his hands under his armpits and picked him up. "Why are you so gossiping, kid? Come on, let's go home and eat meat."

"WOOO! Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat."

The laughter of two people, one big and one small, filled the narrow country road. With the occasional smoke from cooking in the distance, it was a beautiful picture of the countryside at dusk. When Lin Mo saw them leaving, he quickly picked up his bucket and filled it with mangoes, then chased after Huo Qiyan and the others.

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The next night after get off work, both Huo’s employees and GW employees received a large box of mangoes as employee benefits. Of course, most of the fruit for afternoon tea was also mangoes.

Thinking of the delicious mangoes in the afternoon, the employees couldn't help but quicken their pace to go home, hoping to let their families taste the delicious mangoes as soon as possible.

In the office, Huo Qiyan looked at someone who was playing games across from him in silence, "I say, you came to me just to use the internet to play games? Can't you play at home?"