My Daughter Died In Despair, I Was Reborn Ten Years Ago

When Qiao Beiqiao took out the more than 20 kilograms of rosewood, Qiao Zhenyue, as a senior toy seller, naturally recognized what it was at a glance.

He glanced at Qiao Beiqiao in surprise and asked, "This is from Zhou Tong?"

"Otherwise, he gave it to me!"

Qiao Beiqiao said earnestly: "Mom and dad, in fact, Zhou Tong has changed a lot now. You all told me when you were young, don't have prejudice against others. Look at how deep your prejudice against Zhou Tong is now."

"Haha!" Qiao Zhenyue retracted his eyes, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Is it possible that I have to go to you to learn about Zhou Tong's behavior of planting cotton in polluted land?"

Hearing his father's words, Qiao Beiqiao touched his nose and did not speak.

After all, Zhou Tong did a stupid thing this time. What did he think about planting cotton on the polluted land?

Obviously that piece of land is barren, and now cotton is still being planted. Isn't that the back and forth of meat buns and dogs?

After a while, Qiao Beiqiao murmured: "In fact, except for this incident, Zhou Tong's performance is really good. My cousin said that she saw Zhou Tong earn a lot of money farming in Tianhong Countryside with her own eyes. ."

"A lot of money? How much is a lot of money?" Feng Meiling said, "Is it possible that there are still several million? How much profit can a farmer have."

"Cough cough!"

Qiao Beiqiao looked at his mother and said, "Well, mother, Zhou Tong Zhou Tong really just farmed millions of dollars!"

"A person who can grow millions of crops, I don't think Zhou Tong will be the same as before, right?"

Feng Meiling was stunned for a moment, and then she stopped talking.

It's just a slap in the face.

Previously, it was said that Zhou Tong could not grow a few million in farming, but now his son really told himself that Zhou Tong had indeed grown a few million in farming.

Although Feng Meiling did not believe it, her son said that Ren Anxia had witnessed it with his own eyes.

It's impossible to rely on the old and sell the old to say that what Ren Anxia saw was fake, right?

And Feng Meiling really likes Ren Anxia.

On the side, Qiao Zhenyue said, "It's alright, what's wrong with the millions? You should stay away from Zhou Tong!"

Facing the coercion of his old father, Qiao Beiqiao could only curl his lips and dare not refute.

He was afraid of death, and even more afraid of the power of the seven wolves around his old father's waist.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

For the past week, Zhou Tong not only went to the polluted place every morning, but also took Liu Ruyan and Zhou Yinuo out to play.

Since Zhou Yinuo was born, he has basically never been out of Qingshan County, and he spends most of his time playing in the village.

Now that it's finally out, Zhou Tong of course wants to go out with his precious daughter.

Enjoy the time as a family of three.

And today, just when Zhou Tong just came home, a phone call came and asked Zhou Tong to collect the package.

When he first received the call, Zhou Tong was still a little stunned.

After all, since he was reborn for so long, he has never bought anything online, or even received express delivery. This is the first time.

In 2002, express delivery was still popular in Nanyue. It was not until three years later that it became popular in the whole country. After ten years, the express delivery industry made a qualitative leap. After Zhou Tong received the package, he realized that it was two large boxes, which contained cotton seeds that could cover 150 acres of land.

When Zhou Wenshi saw the seeds in Zhou Tong's hands, his face was black, but compared to scolding Zhou Tong when he was fine before, this attitude was undoubtedly much better.

Liu Ruyan stood at the door and whispered to Zhou Tong: "You can pull the seed over today, don't let Dad see it, or you will get angry again."

"Okay." Zhou Tong felt helpless.

The older generation is like this. It’s clear that the matter has been settled, so accept it, and you have to be angry with yourself. Why bother?

There was no other way, Zhou Tong didn't even have a meal, so he drove to the construction site with a suitcase.

This polluted area has been nourished by Zhou Tong's spiritual water for a week, and it has improved almost seven to eighty-eight.

In the first few days, many people came to watch.

But as Zhou Tong didn't make any moves, these people also felt a little boring, and simply stopped coming.

Zhou Tong carried the box to an open space next to the polluted land, put the box on the ground, and then went to the greenhouse to take out the hoe he had prepared earlier and started hoeing.

Earlier, Zhou Tong asked the workers to turn over the soil.

Perhaps it was only because Zhou Tong bought water in front of him that when Zhou Tong saw it, he realized that the entire land had been turned over, and Zhou Tong no longer had to plow.

As a result, the workload is much smaller.

Zhou Tong took out the seeds from the box, dug a hole, sprinkled the seeds, and then covered them with soil.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Not far away, someone accidentally discovered a figure digging a hole on the deserted land.

No need to think too much, since knowing that the polluted land is harmful to the human body, basically no one will go there.

Now if I see someone on top, digging a hole with a hoe, it goes without saying that it must be Zhou Tong.

Many people are calling their colleagues or relatives to see.

Those with bad eyes can only see a small dot, but those with good eyes can still see a figure waving a hoe on the polluted ground.

"Come on, that's Zhou Tong, right? Do you really want to grow cotton?"

"Prodigal sons are prodigal sons. There's no way to live in a land where there is no grass and barren. Can you only say that this is the case with rich people?"

"Cut, it's really frustrating to have money, why don't you just give me the money."

"If I were Zhou Tong, what's wrong with such a big family property, I would have to gamble. After gambling, it's a waste of money!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, rich people really don't make a little contribution to the society, it is better to help those children in the mountains, they have no money to study."

Zhou Tong, who didn't know that other people complained about him, just lived in the ground from the afternoon to the evening.

When people got off work at six or seven o'clock, many people came over to watch Zhou Tong's jokes on purpose, but Zhou Tong didn't care at all.

He is not what he used to be. After all, these people know him if he does it or not. If he does, he will laugh at him. If he doesn't, he will laugh at him. Moreover, what does what he does have to do with others?

As the sky gradually darkened, Zhou Tong sowed a small part of the seeds in the ground.

Zhou Tong looked up at the sky and felt that it was too late. He covered the seeds that had just been sown with soil, then drank a bottle of water and began to pack up.

"Working time flies so fast." Zhou Tong wiped his sweat, put the hoe in the greenhouse, rested for a while, and drove away.