Retired soldier king and his little sweetheart

"What are you doing with all this money?"

Tang Huai said indifferently: "This is the compensation after retirement and the security money accumulated every month. Let's go to Thailand and buy a small apartment."

Zhuang Xiaoduo burst into tears: "Then you can go to Thailand to pick it up, idiot."

"Really?" Tang Huai scratched her head and smirked.

"I signed up for a phone card." Tang Huai took out his phone and made a call to Zhuang Xiaoduo, "Pick it up."

Zhuang Xiaoduo felt a little funny, and swiped across the screen: "Hello? I'm Zhuang Xiaoduo, who are you?"

Tang Huai: "Mr. Xiaoduo, I am your admirer, may I treat you to a meal?"

"What to eat? I'm very busy." Zhuang Xiaoduo looked up at Tang Huai and said proudly.

"You can eat whatever you want."

"I want to eat...a whole pork leg, if there is no leg of lamb, it is fine, if there is no more, a plate of peanuts will be fine."

The two were tired of playing a role-playing game, as if when they first got together, he was Zhuang Xiaoduo's domineering yet gentle chief.

The two had a simple lunch, and went to the factory to reinforce the fence on the hill where the free-range chickens were raised with the staff, so as to avoid unnecessary losses caused by the wild chickens.

When she arrived, Zhuang Fengxiang had already surrounded the side near the pig farm and raised it by half a meter.

Tang Huai looked at the fence which was not as tall as him, "Is this too short, let's make it taller."

"I can only get so high." Zhuang Fengxiang said.

Zhuang Xiaoduo thought that Zhuang Fengxiang was too embarrassed to ask the employees in the factory to help, so she did it by herself.

"Let me go and call a few people. When will the three of us get there?"

It was almost evening when it was finished, Zhuang Xiaoduo thought that new chickens would come soon, 2000, it would be too much work for Zhuang Fengxiang to manage alone, but hiring someone would also increase the cost, the money will always come It is said that he and Zhuang Fengxiang will share the share.

"Xiaoduo?" Tang Huai shook his hand in front of Zhuang Xiaoduo's eyes.

Zhuang Xiaoduo came back to his senses: "I'm thinking whether to ask someone to help Fengxiang."

Tang Huai: "Let her decide for herself. Since it is agreed that you are only the role of the funder, let her have the power."

Zhuang Xiaoduo wanted to say that Zhuang Fengxiang might say that she would do it herself to save money, but she stopped talking. Tang Huai was right, if he interfered too much, this cooperation would turn sour into hiring.

The first batch of piglets in the pig farm has been around for nearly two months, and the second batch is still breastfeeding. The employees came to the boss and said that the technical consultant at the headquarters said that the third batch should start insemination in these two weeks.

"I'll contact the headquarters later, you should do your work first," Tang Huai said.

Zhuang Xiaoduo: "Why don't we hurry up for these two days, and we'll go to Phuket just after we're done."

Tang Huai nodded.

"Call your brother and Fengxiang to have dinner together tonight, the more barbecue people eat, the more delicious it will be."

"Okay," Zhuang Xiaoduo jumped up, "I'll go and tell them."

The four of them hadn't been together for a long time, especially after the first batch of piglets came out, and everyone was so busy that they didn't even touch the ground. Zhuang Aiguo specially made the bayberry wine he made last year, and brought it here with the glass jars.

"Fengxiang, what are you?"

Zhuang Fengxiang opened the small cloth bag: "The dried sweet potatoes dried by my milk, the soft ones."

Zhuang Aiguo opened his mouth and bit it, chewed it a few times: "It's quite sweet, but I don't like it."

"Would you like to eat or not!" Zhuang Fengxiang rolled her eyes and walked in.

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai were packing up the ingredients for tonight in the kitchen, mostly meat, a small amount of mushrooms and two lettuces, Zhuang Aiguo looked at the lettuce that was washed and only had a small plate: "Aren't you two Do I need vitamin supplements?"

"You don't need it when you eat barbecue and hot pot." Zhuang Xiaoduo drew a perfect cross knife on the shiitake mushrooms, "But I still considered your needs and bought enoki mushrooms, Pleurotus eryngii, and shiitake mushrooms."

Zhuang Aiguo was speechless. In his eyes, grilled mushrooms could be called meat.

Knowing that he had no right to speak in this family, he had no choice but to pick up a sickle and go to the field to cut some leeks, and pulled out a little bit of spinach from someone's house, and made a green vegetable platter by himself when he came back.

Eating barbecue requires no cooking and is quick to prepare.

Tang Huai set up a small charcoal stove for barbecue, and took out an electric barbecue plate to roast vegetables for Zhuang Aiguo.

"Xiao Xiao and I will go out for a period of time in two more days, and then the factory will entrust you to you."

Zhuang Aiguo: "Hey, it's a small matter, the boss can rest assured."

"Drink some of this." Zhuang Aiguo took out his bayberry wine: "It's been steeped for half a year."

He poured Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai respectively, and glanced at Zhuang Fengxiang: "Have some?"

Zhuang Fengxiang hesitated.

"Farewell, this degree feels quite high." After Zhuang Xiaoduo finished speaking, he went to get a can of beer and Coke for Zhuang Fengxiang.

While talking, Tang Huai put down a piece of beef slices on the iron plate with his public chopsticks, and the oil exploded instantly with a prick, and other people also put ingredients on the baking plate one after another. Sweaty nose.

Tang Huai turned the fat beef up and down twice, dipped it in dried chili noodles, and added two slices of garlic from his own field: "Open your mouth."

Zhuang Xiaoduo

"good to eat!"

Shiitake mushrooms are the only vegetables that Zhuang Xiaoduo likes to eat when he eats barbecue. They are mixed with the roasted beef and pork oil and placed on the edge of the grill slowly. Chili noodles, soft and delicious, not so greasy.

"I saw that many roasted mushrooms on the Internet can be roasted to produce water, why can't ours."

Tang Huai didn't know what he was talking about, so he searched on his mobile phone: "This is mushrooms, maybe shiitake mushrooms won't work."

Zhuang Xiaoduo: "Then try buying some mushrooms next time."

Tang Huai smiled slightly: "Okay."

After drinking for three rounds, the three big men were a little drunk. Zhuang Xiaoduo's cheeks were flushed. The bayberry wine tasted a bit like wine, but it also had the unique fruity aroma of bayberry. It tasted smooth and did not choke the throat at all. Xiaoduo drank a lot.

"Is that red bayberry edible?"

Zhuang Aiguo: "Yes! Brother will fish for you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his chopsticks around, stretched them into the wine jar, and picked them randomly. After holding them for a long time, he felt lonely.

"It's been soaking for so long, why don't you eat it?" Tang Huai held Zhuang Xiaoduo's face in one hand, and looked at him seriously.

Zhuang Xiaoduo squinted and smiled: "Okay, you are handsome, I will listen to you."

Zhuang Aiguo: ...

In the next second, he fished out a white bayberry, which was almost shattered when he squeezed it lightly. He put it in his mouth, "tui!"

"What's the smell?" Zhuang Xiaoduo asked.

Zhuang Aiguo pondered carefully: "Bitter, rotten, the taste is very similar to that."

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Zhuang Fengxiang said at the same time: "Have you eaten?"

Zhuang Aiguo: ...

In the middle of the night, the three drunken men sent Zhuang Fengxiang home together, blowing the cold wind in late winter, and they all became a little sober.

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Zhuang Fengxiang talked about whether they want to find someone to raise chickens with her, Zhuang Fengxiang's eyes lit up, and said that she also wanted to find someone, afraid that Zhuang Xiaoduo would think it would increase the cost.

When I arrived at Zhuang Fengxiang's house, the lights were still on in the house, and when I heard movement outside, the door opened slightly, my sister stretched out her head, saw that it was her sister who came back, and ran out bouncingly.

"elder sister!"

Zhuang Fengxiang drank some beer, smelling slightly alcoholic: "Why are you still awake? Say hello to my brothers."

The younger sister shrank into her arms, shy and silent.

Zhuang Xiaoduo suddenly understood the reason why Zhuang Fengxiang gave up the opportunity to go back to school and continue to make money, and hoped that the help he gave her would make her go smoothly. She is so smart, serious and responsible, and she can do everything well.

On the way back, Zhuang Xiaoduo was crooked as if he had no bones.

Tang Huai shook his hand: "Tired?"

"Ah."

Tang Huai squatted down after speaking, and Zhuang Xiaoduo lay on his back.

"Tang Huai, do you still remember the first time you carried me on your back?"

"The day grandpa went up the mountain, you were so tired and had a fever that you fell asleep on my back." Tang Huai recalled carefully.

"Well," Zhuang Xiaoduo's voice was hazy, and he gently rubbed Tang Huai's neck: "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

Tang Huai didn't speak, and the two of them walked quietly, getting slower and slower, and it would be fifteen in two days, and the moon hung brightly on the top of the mountain, reflecting their shadows.

Zhuang Xiaoduo shook his legs: "That's great, it's great to be able to do this."

The day before the Lantern Festival, Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai went to the mountains to see their grandfather.

Because he would come once if he had nothing to do, the area around the cemetery was cleaned up, and there were Zhuang Xiao's chrysanthemums on the left and right sides of the tombstone. The weather has been much warmer these days, and the chrysanthemums have already bloomed small tender yellow flowers/buds.

Zhuang Xiaoduo lit incense for him, offered him food and wine, and squatted in front of the grave to talk to his grandfather silently.

Tang Huai sat aside, not looking at the tomb.

As soon as the Lantern Festival was over, Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai packed up their things and packed a box of food. Zhuang Xiaoduo found out his swimming trunks, which had been crushed into a crumpled little lump.

He stretched it hard, gesturing on the dark blue swimming trunks with little frogs printed on his lower body.

"How did I wear it on my body?"

Tang Huai attacked his butt: "Grow up."

Zhuang Xiaoduo was furious and vowed never to buy this brand of swimming trunks again.

"Go to Phuket and buy a new one." Tang Huai touched.

Zhuang Xiaoduo rolled up the swimming trunks, threw them into the trash can, and looked up at Tang Huai: "Do you want to buy couple's?"

He stared firmly into Tang Huai's eyes, and Tang Huai smiled, "Okay."

Early the next morning, the two drove off. Zhuang Xiaoduo sat in the passenger seat, tightly holding the cloth bag in his hand, which contained a total of 51 in cash.

"Let's save regularly. Houses in Phuket are also very expensive. We can barely buy a small apartment. When we have more money, I can ask my mother to help me find suitable properties for investment."

Tang Huai didn't care how he dealt with it, as long as he said it was fine.

The plane was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the two made time to go to the bank.

A manager came out to receive the two of them. The manager was dressed in a decent formal attire and wore gold-rimmed glasses, and introduced the recent better fixed deposit projects to the two.

After Zhuang Xiaoduo listened, he asked Tang Huai what kind he wanted.

"It's up to you to choose."

Zhuang Xiaoduo chose a five-year term.

"Okay, please give me your ID card."

Zhuang Xiaoduo waited for a while and found Tang Huai motionless, "Take out your ID card."

"In the car, take yours." Tang Huai said naturally.

Zhuang Xiaoduo frowned slightly: "This is your money, it's stored in your card, you go to the car and get your ID card."

Tang Huai was unmoved: "Too lazy to go."

"You," Zhuang Xiaoduo stood up, "I'll go then, sorry manager, just wait for me a little bit."

As soon as Zhuang Xiaoduo left, Tang Huai took out his wallet from Zhuang Xiaoduo's backpack and pulled out his ID card: "Please use this to open an account."

"This...do you want to discuss it later?" The account manager wanted the list, but was afraid that any dispute would come down to him later.

"No, let's do it." Tang Huai handed over the ID card in a tone that could not be refused.

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Xiaoduo came back out of breath.

"Where did you put it? I only saw your mobile phone, but not your wallet."

The manager just came out with the contract. Facing this scene, he adjusted his expression slightly: "The account has been opened, Mr. Zhuang, please sign it."

Zhuang Xiaoduo looked at Tang Huai, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his eyes were flushed.

After a moment of confrontation, Zhuang Xiaoduo sat down calmly: "Where to sign?"

The airport was broadcasting the information that their flight was starting to check in. Zhuang Xiaoduo leaned on Tang Huai's shoulder unscrupulously, looking at the long queue in front of him.

Tang Huai's shoulders trembled slightly: "I'll go..."

"Check the ticket." Zhuang Xiaoduo took Tang Huai's arm.

After putting away his belongings, Zhuang Xiaoduo sat by the window, holding hands with Tang Huai, "Have you ever been to Phuket?"

Tang Huai nodded.

"Isn't it very beautiful?"

"Hmm..." Tang Huai squeezed the flesh on the back of Zhuang Xiaoduo's hand, hesitant to speak.

"If I hadn't met you, my greatest wish would be to earn enough money to settle down in Phuket and open a small shop to earn some food."

The cabin door was about to be closed, Zhuang Xiaoduo suddenly let go of Tang Huai's hand, and stretched his waist: "I'm so tired, I'll sleep for a while, and wake me up when the stewardess comes to deliver the food."

Tang Huai didn't respond, but Zhuang Xiaoduo fell asleep on his own.

After a while, Tang Huai got up gently and left the seat.