Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Mr. Zhuang, who used to eat coarse food, ate contentedly in the house. He even had fruit after the meal. He kept two snow pears in his pocket and was reluctant to share them with others.

Eat and drink enough before testing your blood sugar. Anyway, you’ve had the fun.

With the mentality of breaking the jar, Boss Zhuang's eyes suddenly widened. After eating so many taboo things and consuming so much sugar, why is his blood sugar actually lower?

If you don’t believe me, take a walk, take a shower and try again.

……

Boss Zhuang's eyes welled up with tears! He couldn't eat or drink anything, and no special medicine could lower his blood sugar. He came to the hot springs and took a bath and soaked in the limited hot spring water, but it didn't go down. Today, he went all out and ate two full meals and four sweet snow pears, and it went down?

Oh, heaven and earth! How can we find justice in this?

To find out whether it was due to the meal, Boss Zhuang decided to conduct another experiment. He stopped taking all blood sugar-lowering drugs, stopped getting injections, and just went to sleep!

Liu Dalong was happy most of the night last night and earned nearly two thousand yuan in one go. The silly boss is quite cute. I hope to meet a few more fools like him in the future, hehe (*^▽^*).

No wonder people say that the east end of Ma Liu Village is a Feng Shui treasure land. Ever since the construction of the Osmanthus Farm, whatever you want can come true. Liu Dalong saw the stupid boss again early in the morning.

My first thought was: "Could this guy have changed his mind and want to return the goods?"

"No refund! Absolutely not!"

Boss Zhuang raised his voice today: "Brother, can you help me buy some breakfast? The raw materials on the farm will do. I'll give you 100 yuan. If it's not enough, 200? 300?"

Liu Dalong's eyes changed from surprise to sympathy: "Just one hundred, you wait."

"Pa pa pa!" They continued to knock on the farm gate. Ding Guihua and her daughter had gone to school long ago, but it was Old Lady Leng who came out.

"Grandpa Dalong, do you want pickled eggs? You have to wait until the afternoon. The supermarket will come to pick up the goods later."

Liu Dalong blushed a little: "Auntie Qiu, I want to buy your breakfast. Is there any left? Cold steamed buns are fine."

Old Mrs. Leng understood immediately that the lonely old man was so hungry that he came to beg for food.

"As long as you don't mind it's dirty, it doesn't matter whether you buy it or not. I haven't washed the pots and dishes yet." She kept talking and turned back to the house to pick up enough food for an old man. The disposable lunch box contained half a bowl of white rice porridge, one meat, one vegetable, a small pickle, and three steamed buns.

"Here, that's all that's left. If you don't have enough steamed buns, I'll get more from the refrigerator."

"That's enough!" Liu Dalong's eyebrows trembled with joy. "I want the food we made ourselves. Wait, I'll send the money over later!"

Most people in the village know Mrs. Leng's temper. She likes to receive real gold and silver banknotes, and doesn't like virtual ones like WeChat and Alipay.

Mrs. Leng has so much money now that she can’t even count it before going to bed. Every time she counts it, her sleep quality will be affected. So, she sincerely refuses: “Leftovers are not worth anything. If you say you don’t want to charge, then don’t charge. Dalong, you have to live a good life and cook and eat on time, otherwise you won’t be able to take the money you earn with you.”

Liu Dalong agreed and ran away hurriedly, then ran back like the wind, handed the old lady a fifty-yuan bill, ran away again, and helped close the gate of the courtyard.

Benevolence and righteousness!

Secretary Wan was confused again. Wasn't the breakfast provided by the a la carte restaurant in the hotel rich? Mr. Zhuang had clearly urged him to go there, but he had to go to the village to eat the simple food of a farmer...

Benevolence and righteousness!

The big boss of Renyi sat on a small stool, bent over, slurping porridge, eating vegetables and chewing steamed buns, and he looked like a real farmer.

After eating, Boss Zhuang looked at Liu Dalong with sparkling eyes.

Liu Dalong: "I'll say it again, no refund!"

Boss Zhuang: "Brother, I can go to the fish pond for lunch. Can you still buy dinner from the farm? Dinner is 200 yuan, is that okay? 300 yuan? 400 yuan?"

Liu Dalong just felt confused and upset. This idiotic boss wanted to corrupt him, an old farmer, with money. Well, he was corrupted!

"You can't order dishes, you can't rush for food, you have to take whatever is left, and you can't refund your money if the food is not good!"

The corrupted Grandpa Dalong still had to emphasize the rules of begging. He was really thoughtful.

Boss Zhuang smiled and said, "Of course, I'll be waiting at your house. It doesn't matter when we have dinner. I don't care what we eat."

Seeing this sincere attitude, Liu Dalong's face turned red again: "Well, that doesn't mean you should just wait outside. I have an empty room at home. I'm idle anyway. If you get bored, just lie down for a while. I live alone. It won't delay anything."

"Thank you so much, Brother Liu!"

"Brother Zhuang..."

Men’s friendship┓(′?`)┏.

Boss Zhuang and Secretary Wan not only had the opportunity to rest in the villagers' homes, but also listened to a lot of village gossip, including a few things that Leng Zhiqiang had to say about his ex-wife Ding Guihua.

This is not the dull story that Leng Zhiqiang had subjectively narrated before. The man was ambitious and went out to work, while the woman was alone in the empty house, feeling lonely and cold. She filed for divorce. The man left all his savings, his daughter and his mother to the woman, and the two broke up peacefully...

Comparing the before and after, Boss Zhuang slammed the table and cursed "despicable villain". He had enough energy after eating several full meals. He would not want an employee who could beat his wife and break her legs with his own hands: "Secretary Wan, call the company's HR department immediately and fire Leng Zhiqiang. Inform the security company about the disappearance of the two bodyguards and ask them to handle it!"

This is not even willing to call the police. The replacement personnel notified yesterday will arrive today. Boss Zhuang continued to enjoy his leisure time, strolling leisurely around the ditch. Liu Dalong said that in Ma Liu Village, there is no need for bodyguards. You can go around and play as you like. The villagers are watching over every tourist. There are also the free-range animals in the farm. If you need help, everyone who hears will help you.

Boss Zhuang had an even different feeling when he saw the animals that were willing to help, especially the legendary first leader of the farm, Zhazha Chicken. He followed behind him on tiptoe, observing how it managed the animals by flapping its wings and jumping onto his head to peck at them.

As the sun rose, the chickens began to cluck and the flocks of chickens began to retreat in an organized and disciplined manner, followed by the sheep and cattle...

"It's time to go back home to lay eggs, milk cows and take a nap!" An old lady pushed a stroller and followed behind because her child insisted on following with his arms outstretched.

Mr. Zhuang's mouth immediately began to salivate. He had eaten pickled eggs before, but he had never enjoyed the milk produced by the healthy and beautiful cows that roamed freely on the farm.

Tired of all the delicacies from land and sea, my mouth and stomach are now clamoring for food from the farm, and I want to try any food I hear about.