Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Seeing this situation, Wang Ping's breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't let his life go.

No matter who it is, killing is always bad, not to mention this or grandma?

Back at the door of Taoyuan, Gu Qingcheng and Xu Qing had finished the phone call and asked him what had happened. Wang Pingping replied a few words casually, and neither of them had the idea of ​​watching the lively past.

Would rather go to see the decoration of the Taoyuan villa than want to blend in the short breaks of the parents in the village.

The decoration of the villa is over and some details are being dealt with, and the decoration of the courtyard is also coming to an end. The transplanted flowers and plants are growing well and there is nothing to worry about.

This courtyard designer is very powerful. Through the dark spring that flows down from the mountain, a wind pool is created in the middle of the courtyard, and some goldfish are raised, so that the flowers and plants of the entire courtyard look more vibrant.

Both sides are full of flowers and plants, and there are reserved parking spaces. The place is extremely spacious. If necessary, you can make a basketball court at any time.

Gu Qingcheng was very satisfied with the design of the villa and whispered: "I knew it already, what other Huaxi Hotel was built, wouldn't it be more convenient to live directly here?"

Xu Qing's ears were sharp, she heard clearly, and she suddenly became nervous.

This is a villa built by Wang Ping'an. This is the interior decoration that I am looking for someone to design. What is it that you live in?

No, she must be guarded against her. It will be fine after work, and it will take dozens of minutes to drive to get back to live here.

Why can't I live in a house designed by myself?

Who dares to gossip?

Anyway, you said it, and I didn't listen.

Humph!

At this time, the person in charge of Huaguoshan Company and Lvyuan Fruit Company was busy at the entrance of Taoyuan. After weighing Shennong Pantao, he calculated the accounts and transferred money to Wang Ping'an on the spot.

Wang Ping'an is so short of money now that he can't wait for the other party to pick up all the peaches at once, so that he will have money to settle the rest of the decoration money.

"Boss Wang, in the afternoon we will send a car to pick up ordinary fruits. You can arrange fruit farmers and let them start picking."

"The number is the same as last time, each of our companies can only pull a whole car."

The heads of the two companies, with the same attitude, are unwilling to fall behind or suffer losses, and only fulfill their obligations within the scope of the contract.

"Okay, I know, this is arranged." Wang Ping An finished, took out his mobile phone, and called his father Wang Degui.

Since his father is the village head, these kindnesses, let him give as much as possible, he does not need.

He needs prestige, he doesn't need it.

Whichever you don't agree with, just slap in the past.

If you are still not convinced, then slap.

It's that simple to be human.

Wang Degui was very happy when the phone was connected. He said on the spot that the quota had already been arranged and he was waiting for the fruit company to send a car to pull it.

However, Wang Ping thought of the matter of the black aunt, and did not want to do anything to let her father leave a little share to the black aunt. After all, their family is really not easy.

Wang Degui readily agreed that as the village head, he didn't even have this right, so what did he do?

At lunch, Gu Qingcheng and Xu Qing ate here at Wang Ping'an. They were used to the food he cooked. The food outside the restaurant didn't taste good.

After dinner, Gu Qingcheng went to work on the wasteland development of the Chinese medicine base, and Xu Qing returned to the city to work on the groundbreaking work tomorrow, and each had his own job.

Wang Ping'an is not easy to idle, although the taste of making a salted fish is good, but the sun is too much, always turn over to live faster.

Otherwise, it will depend on whether the nurse has time or not.

He was going to the village to take a look at the fruit company's acquisition of ordinary fruits. When he passed the uncle's house, he just saw his cousin Wang Youjun, supporting his grandmother, and hurried out the door.

The grandmother had blood in her mouth, howling and spitting **** saliva.

"Ouch, oh, it's dying ..." Grandma shouted helplessly, his voice a little hoarse.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ping was startled and asked casually.

"I bite my tongue at the meal, biting too hard. The tongue almost bite off, and the blood can't stop. I got bleeding in the clinic." Wang Youjun responded angrily, supporting his grandmother, and hurried away.

"..." What Wang Ping could say, can only say that Grandma was too unlucky.

You talk about it, a good person, what does it do, it will be unlucky?

Alas, it is really pitiful.

The blood in the mouth, like a fountain, sprayed out "pop", if collected, enough to make a pot of blood tofu.

Uh, no, it seems like that ... because she posted a luck modifier to her, did it become like this?

Wang Pingan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Alas, when Grandma becomes a good person, she won't pit her anymore.

There are still many people queuing to see a doctor in front of the Tang's medical hall. Most of them are foreign rich people. The people in this village or nearby villages are still a few.

Grandma Mi Guizhi This is an emergency. The Tang's Medical Center is obviously not suitable, and she doesn't think that Chinese medicine can stop bleeding quickly, so she has to run to the opposite Western medicine clinic.

Dr. Huang in the clinic was so excited that he had tears in his eyes. After waiting for most of the day, he finally came to a patient. It was really not easy.

No matter what the disease is, she should be left behind. As the boss of the rural clinic, she is so confident.

"Oh, ma'am, your injury is not too light. The tongue almost bit off, you have to sew needles when you go to the hospital, but fortunately came to me, with ice and gauze in my mouth, and three bottles of water, not to delay your night Eat soup. "

Dr. Huang's chest snapped, and he assured Mi Guizhi on the spot.

At this moment, Mi Guizhi was relieved and felt hopeful. Since the doctor has such great confidence, how could he not be confident?

"Room clothes, this **** will get rid of you ..." Mi Guizhi said, pulling the wound on his tongue again, spitting a **** spit, humming and lying on the hospital bed.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'm the best at your injury." Dr. Huang said, and began to operate the treatment.

When Wang Ping'an passed the entrance of the clinic, he stopped and glanced inside.

Seeing Dr. Huang's operation, I feel a little dangling, not to mention eating and drinking soup at night, it is good to stop bleeding.

However, he can see that the luck modifier will not kill people, at most it is just injured, and it is very safe to toss.

Wang Ping thought of this, so he assuredly went to the orchard to check the purchase of ordinary fruits by two fruit companies.

This time the purchase volume is the same as last time, no matter what is arranged in the village, they just need to fill two cars.

Since it has been arranged for a long time, several fruit farmers picked the fruits early, sorted them and placed them, and when the fruit company came, they just weighed and packed the boxes.

So it was just over three o'clock in the afternoon, and the car was already full. After finishing the cleaning work, I could drive back to the city.

This time, the fruits of the black maid's family are also being purchased, which is much higher than the price sold in the town. She is very happy to see Wang Ping's appearance, and she greets her from afar, trying to speak compliments.

Wang Pingpin pouted, I really don't want to take care of her, thinking that if you don't force Tiantian away, how many fruits in your family can help you sell them at a high price.

As for now, whether to help you or not depends entirely on the mood.

The heads of the two fruit companies saw Wang Ping'an, came over to say hello, and drove away.

As usual, Wang Ping'an asked some questions about the acquisition to see what your opinions are, and can urge the fruit company to improve.

His father, Wang Degui, led the village accountant to register the quantity of fruit sold by each fruit farmer, so that he could arrange the affairs later.

At this moment, Wang Ping's phone rang and was called by the person in charge of the fruit company that had just left.

"Boss Wang, it's not good. Someone was blocking the road in the south of the village, saying that we robbed them of their fruit purchase business, and if we were to lose money, we would have to detain the car."

"Don't panic, wait for me to pass." Wang Ping frowned, feeling that something was wrong. The fruit wholesalers in town couldn't help but jumped out to find trouble.