You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

The streets felt both familiar and strange. In 2012, before the old bus station was relocated, the area in front of the station was filled with pedicabs.

Jiang Lin first went to a printing shop and printed 20 A4-sized watermelon identity stickers. He already had a rough idea of ​​a watermelon sales plan in his mind.

Jiang Lin parked the car under the shade of a tree at the station entrance, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his rapidly beating heart. The image of Jiang Ye clutching his clothes, heartbroken, flashed through his mind after Jiang Jianguo failed to be saved in the hospital.

No, none of that will ever happen again!

The bus that had come from the city had already entered the station. Jiang Lin took a deep breath, opened his eyes abruptly, and walked resolutely into the station exit.

Then, he saw her.

Jiang Ye carried a hiking backpack that was half his height, wore a simple white T-shirt tucked into khaki cargo shorts, and had his neat short hair mostly covered by an upturned baseball cap. He also wore a pair of exaggerated sunglasses.

She exuded a cool and carefree vibe, standing out from the other travelers around her who were laden with bags and looked tired.

Jiang Lin felt as if an invisible hand had tugged at his heart, and countless emotions surged up. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Ye stopped, took off her baseball cap, and pushed her sunglasses up on her head. She fanned herself with the cap and lazily glanced at the people waiting outside the station.

The next second, their eyes met.

Her eyes lit up slightly, and she waved the hat in her hand at Jiang Lin, smiling brightly: "Hey, you idiot, look here!"

Jiang Lin strode forward and rushed to her. The wind ruffled the wispy bangs on her forehead. He stopped a step away from Jiang Ye, slightly out of breath, his eyes glazed over, as if trying to make sure this wasn't a dream.

"What?" Jiang Ye felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, raised an eyebrow, and said with a hint of fierceness, "Never seen a beautiful woman before? You're so clueless."

"Long time no see." Although Jiang Lin had a thousand words in his heart, he could only squeeze out these four words in the end.

Jiang Ye glared at him suspiciously, then habitually reached out and ruffled his hair into a mess.

"How weird, what wrong thing did you do behind my back?" she muttered, pushing her backpack towards Jiang Lin. "Still so clueless!"

Jiang Lin took the bag with one hand and then grabbed her hand with the other, holding it firmly, his palm trembling slightly.

This sudden movement startled Jiang Ye. However, feeling the strength in Jiang Lin's hand, she did not pull her hand back, but gently squeezed his palm, her slender fingers intertwined with his.

She leaned close to Jiang Lin and teased him in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What's wrong? You've missed me this much after just one summer vacation?"

Jiang Lin lowered his head slightly, the scent of the girl mixed with shampoo and sunscreen spray lingering around his nose. He looked into her eyes, which were so close to his own, with a sincere and solemn gaze.

"Um!"

I think about it every single day!

Jiang Ye was caught off guard by this sudden, direct approach, and a blush quietly rose at the base of her ears.

This guy wasn't like this before!

She instinctively pulled her hand back, then exaggeratedly rubbed her arms, "Ugh~ That's so cheesy!"

He said it with a hint of disdain, but his eyes were sparkling. "Jiang Lin, you're acting really strange today!"

"but……"

She glanced quickly at Jiang Lin, cleared her throat, and said in a serious tone, "Since you're so sincere, I'll reluctantly accept your longing!"

She put on her baseball cap and exclaimed, "Let's go, let's go! I want to go back and eat watermelon!"

Jiang Lin smiled indulgently, "They're here. I already put the watermelon in the well to chill it when they came out."

The electric scooter had no sunshade, and the midday sun beat down brightly, but Jiang Ye didn't care at all.

Despite the bumpy road, her excitement was palpable: "You really have a watermelon patch!"

"Yes, it's a huge area," Jiang Lin said with a smile. "Let me tell you, I'm planning to transport these melons to the provincial capital to sell tomorrow. Since you're here today, you can be my laborer!"

Jiang Ye chuckled, "You little rascal, Jiang Lin, you were just waiting for me here!"

Then, she stretched out her biceps and said, "Don't worry, don't let my skinny appearance fool you, I'm quite strong."

As she spoke, her eyes carefully examined Jiang Lin's profile as he intently rode his bike. "You seem different today!"

In the past, Jiang Lin would never tell her about his family situation, let alone offer to take her back and make her do hard labor as a matter of course.

Jiang Lin didn't answer her, but instead said, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, even more confused. She reached out and poked Jiang Lin in the lower back: "What are you doing!"

Jiang Lin's voice, carried on the wind, was gentle and clear: "Thank you... for being willing to come back with me today."

"However, the house has a dry toilet, so there's a constant buzzing in your ears when you go to the toilet. There's also no air conditioning, and the fan blows hot air at night. You'd better be prepared."

Jiang Ye's eyes crinkled into a smile. "What, afraid I'll dislike you?"

Jiang Lin said, "You've come all this way, I should let you know what you're going to encounter."

Jiang Ye tilted her head, teasing him deliberately, "What if I say I mind?"

Jiang Lin said matter-of-factly, "It's simple. If you mind, there's no need to put up with it. I'll take you to the best hotel in town, and then I'll ride my bike to pick you up every day to work as a laborer in the fields."

Jiang Ye chuckled, wrapping her arms around Jiang Lin's waist: "Who doesn't come from the countryside?"

"Actually... I'm very happy that you're willing to tell me all this today."

"You used to hide these things, as if you were afraid I would find out."

"But Jiang Lin," her voice was gentle, "it's better this way."

"You're willing to let me see the real you, willing to let me into your real life, which is actually better than any perfect version of yourself."

"Mm," Jiang Lin responded emphatically.

He used to regard his rural background as a shameful thing to hide, and he tried his best to maintain a proper appearance in front of Jiang Ye, thinking that only in that way could he be worthy of her.

Later he realized that Jiang Ye didn't care about these things at all.

They were junior high school classmates. She had seen his faded clothes that he hadn't changed in three years, seen him only eat white rice and drink the free soup in the cafeteria at noon, and seen his silence when he called the toilet "a spit" and was called "country bumpkin" by his classmates.

She knew the sensitivity behind his silence, and she also knew how high a wall his fragile and ridiculous pride had built.

But she never broke through it, nor did she act like a savior and simply push the wall down, loudly declaring that she didn't care.

She chose to "not see," tacitly playing along with him in a charade where everything was perfect.

If he didn't say anything, she didn't ask.

This was her unspoken tenderness; she had always been there.

Ah, Jiang Lin, you deserve to die!

As the electric scooter continued forward, large melon fields began to appear along the roadside.

"Where is your melon patch?" Jiang Ye straightened up and looked around curiously.

"Up ahead, on that slope," Jiang Lin gestured with his chin, "I've printed out some small labels. They need to be cut out and then you need to stick one on each watermelon. You'll be busy for a while."

"Labeling it?" Jiang Ye's curiosity was piqued. "What? It says Jiang Lin's watermelons are sweeter than first love?"

Jiang Lin chuckled at her words and shook his head: "That's more practical than that."

"I labeled each watermelon with its sugar content and suggested when it tastes best when to eat it."

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, thinking, "It does seem a little interesting."

Her voice held a hint of laughter: "It sounds quite plausible."

"Jiang Lin, you didn't secretly go to the agricultural university to learn from their teachers these past two months, did you?"

Jiang Lin smiled. "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed!"

He did a lot of research and studied many cases for that agricultural real estate project that dragged everything down.

He knew that in the future, the government would introduce a series of policies to support agriculture, rural areas, and farmers, and that fresh food e-commerce, live-streaming sales, and other such industries would be the future trends.

Those theoretical concepts, when presented with data from the dashboard, seem to become readily available!

University markets, community group buying, high-quality contract farming...

He has too many angles to approach.

The first step is to verify the reliability of the panel information.