I got rich picking up trash

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is no longer so hot.

"This mountain road is not easy to walk, so be careful."

Xia Youqian and Fu Zhiyu walked in front, and said to the two people behind them.

Zhang Xiyang followed at the end, looked at the surrounding environment, and pushed the sunglasses: "Your environment here is not bad."

"It is indeed cleaner than the air in the city."

Zhang Mosheng nodded in agreement, thinking in his heart that if he retires in the future, he might be able to live in the countryside for a while.

Xia Youqian grinned, and slowed down with Fu Zhiyu.

After all, Zhang Mosheng and his nephew hadn't climbed the mountain much, and they were already out of breath when they reached the place where the water was collected before.

"Huh, this is too tiring."

Zhang Xiyang still does a lot of exercise on weekdays. He has good physical strength when dancing and singing, so he often goes to the gym.

But the feeling of climbing a mountain is really different from fitness.

Zhang Mosheng sat aside, fanning the straw hat on his head, and smiled: "You, you just didn't suffer."

"You guys drink some water."

Xia Youqian wiped the thin sweat off his forehead, and pointed to a small valley not far away: "The flowers we had before were picked there."

Hearing this, Zhang Mosheng's legs were no longer sore and his waist was no longer tired, and he immediately stood up.

Looking at the Ningshui flowers swaying gently in the breeze, Zhang Mosheng couldn't help but hook his lips: "Sure enough, the environment in the mountains is good. Although most of them are ordinary Ningshui flowers, there are also some good ones."

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you dig some yourself?"

Xia Youqian doesn't want to pick Ningshui flowers anymore, two of them are enough.

Zhang Mosheng paused for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "No, let them grow here. The one I have is enough."

The environment here is very good for the Ningshui flower. He already has one at home, and the one he bought this time is enough for him.

The most important thing is that ordinary condensed water flowers have no beauty-beautifying effect, so Zhang Mosheng didn't care.

One should not be too greedy, Zhang Mosheng is very measured.

After hearing this, Xia Youqian didn't say anything, but Fu Zhiyu glanced at him.

"Uncle, why don't you take some pictures?"

Zhang Xiyang saw that Zhang Mosheng really liked it, and suggested softly.

Zhang Mosheng lowered his head and pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "That's pretty good, it's better than any photos in my mind."

Again, the human eye is the best pixel.

Sometimes, things taken with a camera may not necessarily look better than the real thing.

The four of them walked around the mountain and then went back.

"Uncle, do you really want to live here?"

Zhang Xiyang looked at his brother-in-law dumbfounded, and then said without tears.

Zhang Mosheng nodded, and took a sip of the tea Xia Youqian made for him: "The environment here is very good, anyway, I don't have anything to do when I go back, I'll go back in two days."

"But, uncle, I'm going to shoot a magazine tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Xiyang looked at his uncle pitifully, trying to impress him: "If I leave, how can you go back?"

Zhang Mosheng glanced at him, and said: "It's not that there are no cars around here, you go back first, I think Xiaoxia's house is pretty good."

The environment in the village is good, maybe it can give him some inspiration.