Qin Fan was speechless, he almost ate Chen Yu's steamed buns last night.

"Okay, let's eat quickly, sister-in-law won't tease you," Chen Yourong chuckled.

Stealing a glance at Chen Yourong's chest, Qin Fan's hand holding the steamed bun tightened, swallowing saliva, this damn is still eating at this moment, this is a steamed bun feast.

After breakfast, Qin Fan stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Chen Yourong cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, with a willow waist and hips, big breasts and beautiful appearance, Qin Fan wanted to go up and hug him, but finally dispelled this idea.

Coming out of Chen Yourong's house, Qin Fan returned home directly, and after two days of rest and precipitation, he felt that he could try to help his father treat his leg injury.

"Dad, is your foot injury better?"

A few days ago, Qin Zhen was very angry because of the matter of finding him a partner, although Qin Zhen has been better these days, he still has no good face when he sees Qin Fan.

Qin Zhen got off the ground without saying a word, and walked out of the room on crutches.

"Dad, I'll help you!" Qin Fan hurriedly stepped forward.

Qin Zhen refused, tilted his head and looked at Qin Fan, "You don't need your help, you just say when will the person introduced by Aunt Zhang go to meet?"

"Dad, why are you here again!" Qin Fan was really helpless.

Qin Zhen shook his crutches, "You are my son, I must worry about your object." ”

"I said that I will take care of my affairs myself!" Qin Fan was also stubborn.

Qin's mother, who came back from picking vegetables from the field, saw that the father and son were arguing with a white face, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them.

"Dad, don't be angry, I promise to find you a beautiful daughter-in-law. Qin Fan stepped forward and smiled, I didn't forget the business, I learned some massage techniques from a Chinese medicine doctor, and I want to try to treat your leg injury today. “

"Cure a fart, forget it for a lifetime, lest you be angry with me again. Qin Zhen glared at him and walked out on crutches.

"Dad, let's not be angry, the leg injury is serious. Qin Fan also persuaded step by step.

"Don't follow me, if you want to cure it, didn't you say you have a girlfriend before?

Qin Fan was also drunk, his father's request was too much, but even so, Qin Fan couldn't watch his father's leg pain at night.

He knew that his father had a hard temper, and since he said this, he naturally couldn't change it.

If it was before, he could have brought Zhou Lin back, but now that Zhou Lin abandoned him, there is no girl to bring now.

Qin Fan shook his head and denied, a village, and people from outside the province have just returned.

Chen Yourong: That's even more impossible, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door.

Qin Fan went out and walked to the field, thinking about this problem, thinking about it in the end, he sadly found that there was no one to bring, Qin Fan simply didn't think about it first.

Since the last time he used the watering charm, Qin Fan has not taken care of this field, and now the corn is growing gratifyingly, much better than other people's corn.

Qin Fan squatted on the ground and thought, he made a decision - to contract land.

At present, the basic young labor force in Maixiang Village has gone out, leaving only children and the elderly, so many people only plant a little, and the rest of the land is deserted.

Qin Fan first planned to plant mangosteen medicine, mangosteen medicine is different from yam, once a year, yesterday in the seed company heard that a pound of mangosteen medicine can be sold for seventy yuan, and later visited several restaurants and medicinal materials market Sure enough.

The price is high, so there is a rush to it, but there is no one to feed it.

In the past, some people in the village had planted a large number of mangosteen medicines, and in the end, there were no underwear left, so no one dared to grow mangosteen in this part of Qingchuan Town, and it was reasonable that the market was popular.

In addition, what Qin Fan wanted was the kind of contiguous land, which was flat and easy to manage.

Just do it, Qin Fan searched and observed for a day, and finally determined a piece of land located in the north of the village, although this piece of land is not as fertile as the land in the south, but it is better because the contiguous land has been shelved all year round, and the rent is cheap.

He only has 40,000 on hand at most, so he has to calculate carefully.

As expected, after Qin Fan went to the villager's house to negotiate, the other party readily agreed to let Qin Fan contract the land, anyway, it was barren, so it was better to rent it to Qin Fan, a young man, at a cheap price.

Qin Fan also has a heart, these people are all old and weak women and children, and on the basis of the other party's asking price, they added another 100 mu per mu, and rented a total of 20 mu for two years.

After negotiating the price, all that remains is to sign an agreement with the village committee.

At this moment, the matter of Qin Fan's contracting of land spread all over the village, and everyone couldn't figure out how Qin Fan's family was poor and owed debts to contract so much land.

"The land is rented, what are you going to plant?" Qin Zhen sat in the courtyard and looked up at Qin Fan.

Since he knew that his son had repaid his debts, Qin Zhen was even more impressed with his son, so although he was very worried about renting land, he still supported it.

Qin Fan took the lease application form and turned his head and said, "Mangosteen medicine." ”

"What?mangosteen?" Qin Zhen's hand that was about to smoke was lowered again, and his brows furrowed, "You plan to plant mangosteen?"

"Son, mangosteen medicine is difficult to feed, but no one in our village has ever lived. The mother, who was drying herbs, hurried over.

Qin Fan nodded, "Mom and Dad, I know, but I'm confident that I can grow it well." “

"What can you plant!" Qin Zhen glared and wanted to speak again, but was choked back by Qin's mother's eyes.

Qin Zhen immediately sighed, "Okay, you have your own ideas when you grow up, do it yourself, but I can remind you that this mangosteen medicine is really difficult to grow, and the people in our village will probably see jokes." “

Qin Fan said indifferently, "If they look at jokes, just let them look at them, just do their own thing." “

said that Qin Fan went out and went directly to the village chief's house, and he had to go to get a seal.

In the courtyard, Qin's mother sighed, "I don't know if the second child is right or wrong this time," she rolled her eyes as she said and said with a strange expression: "My son and you are the same virtue, it is really father and son." ”

Qin Zhen sat down and said with a smile, "This is my son." ”

Although he was sometimes very serious in front of Qin Fan, he was still very satisfied with his son in his heart.

"Uncle Niu"...... Qin Fan stood at the door and shouted.

The door was hidden, and no one in the house responded, so Qin Fan pushed the door in and opened the curtain, what embarrassed Qin Fan was that the village chief's daughter-in-law Osmanthus was changing clothes.

The upper body was bare, and the two lumps of flesh on the chest were bulging.

Osmanthus turned her head and saw Qin Fan, exclaimed, and hurriedly pulled her clothes to cover her chest, "Stinky boy, don't knock when you come in, you can see me changing my clothes." ”

"Uh, Aunt Osmanthus, I just called Uncle Niu and no one answered. Qin Fan retreated to the door, sneering in his heart.

Thinking of the scene where Osmanthus had an affair with someone from the county seed station in the car before, Qin Fan disdained to look at Osmanthus's body.

After a while, Osmanthus got dressed, "Come in!"

"What, auntie, I'll leave first when Uncle Niu isn't there, and I'll come back when Uncle Niu comes back." Qin Fan hurriedly walked out.

"Stinky boy!" Osmanthus opened the curtain and poked her head out and scolded, "I saw the old lady's body and wanted to run." ”

Osmanthus immediately said in a dignified voice, "Your Uncle Niu is in the village committee." ”

Qin Fan went out to the village committee, and the village head, Niu Dasheng, was sitting in the office smoking a cigarette.

(Tianjin)