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Chapter 171 Only those who have received it have the right to speak of it.

Liu Biao was puzzled and followed along. Before long, he smelled a sour, rotten odor, which, combined with the scorching sun without any wind, made it almost suffocating.

He raised his hand and fanned the air. "What's that smell?"

He Qiaoyun pointed to the rotten fruit that had been thrown onto the edge of the field, "Look, that's where it was sent out."

Liu Biao looked over and asked, "What is this?"

He Qiaoyun: "Bad fruit."

Liu Biao was puzzled. "Bad fruit? These grapes are so delicate. I've seen people selling them at the market for days, and they haven't gone bad."

He Qiaoyun explained, "This fruit is not delicate. It is large and firm, making it easy to transport. The picked fruit can be kept at room temperature for two days, and under frozen conditions, it can be kept for a week."

"But first they have to sell them. The market is saturated now, and they can't get a good price. Plus, the weather is hot, so a lot of fruit can't be sold and just rots in the fields. They can only pick them out batch by batch and throw them on the edge of the field as fertilizer."

She turned to look at him and said seriously, "So, being a fruit farmer isn't so easy. Instead of investing money in building greenhouses, it's better to just put it in the bank and earn interest."

Liu Biao had been imprisoned for so long, so his information was somewhat delayed. He really hadn't expected the economy to be so difficult now. Along the way, he saw a lot of rotten fruit, and he asked anxiously, "Where's your fruit? Is it like this too?"

He Qiaoyun shook her head. "I was lucky. I contacted the supermarket to come and collect the fruit."

Liu Biao, preoccupied with his concerns, suddenly realized, "Right, you said this morning that you were going to meet with the supermarket staff this afternoon to discuss business. That's good, at least the fruit didn't rot in the field."

He Qiaoyun lifted the door of a greenhouse, went inside, carefully examined the fruit on the vines, and then casually pulled out the newly sprouted weeds.

It takes more than half an hour to inspect all ten tents.

The sun was rising higher and higher, and Liu Biao was covered in sweat.

Back in the car, He Qiaoyun handed him a bottle of unopened water, jokingly asking, "Do you still want to grow grapes now?"

Liu Biao waved his hand as he drank water, "No, no, I can't do it."

He Qiaoyun smiled and started the car. "Let's go, it's getting late, I have to deliver the fruit."

As the car drove off, a refreshing breeze blew in. Liu Biao sighed, "I haven't farmed for decades. I remember when I was a child, I would always carry a hoe and go with my parents all over the mountains to hoe and cultivate the land. We worked from dawn till dusk, and those days seemed endless."

"Back then, I secretly vowed to go out and not spend my whole life working in the fields. I wanted to live a fulfilling life. But now, when I go back to the fields, I feel a sense of familiarity and realize that there's nothing wrong with it. I work at sunrise and rest at sunset."

He Qiaoyun said, "Only those who have experienced it have the right to say such things. Ask those who don't live as exciting a life as you if they want to go back to farming. They will definitely want to try again."

"You can retire from the military because you have the means; others wouldn't dare."

Some things are like this: outsiders want to get in, but insiders want to get out.

Liu Biao turned to look at her, his admiration and respect evident in his eyes. "Thinking about it, it's true. No wonder you've been to university. You've hit the nail on the head."

His second biggest regret in life was not going to university. If he had, he wouldn't have felt so inferior and lost his loved one so tragically.

The car drove along the bumpy, muddy road and slowly came to a stop in front of the orchard.

It was getting later than she had expected; it was already close to ten o'clock.

She got out of the car, opened the orchard gate, and called to Liu Biao, "Go down this path for about ten meters, and the longan trees on the right are planted there."

Liu Biao, however, was too lazy to pick any more fruit and simply picked up some from the basket and started eating. "Sweet."

He Qiaoyun said, rather annoyed, "Didn't you say you wanted to pick them yourself?"

Liu Biao said casually, "It's so hot today, it's better to have something ready-made that's sweet."

He Qiaoyun was speechless. "He just does whatever comes to mind."

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard the sound of wheels rolling over dry branches outside the door. The two turned their heads to look out and saw a black Range Rover slowly coming to a stop.

Liu Biao's paranoid instincts kicked in, and he immediately concluded that a man was driving the car.

There is a love rival.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, like a hunting dog beside He Qiaoyun, fully alert.

The door of the Land Rover slowly opened, and a man dressed in a gray and white casual outfit got out of the car.

It's Feng Jiashu.

The ghost lingers.

Then, the back door opened, and a little girl dressed elegantly and extravagantly got out of the car.

Liu Biao looked at the little girl, his brows furrowing even deeper. Why was she bringing a child along...?

When Tian Tian saw He Qiaoyun, she ran up quickly and stopped in front of her. She looked at He Qiaoyun with her beautiful big eyes, then at Liu Biao beside her, and asked, "Aunt He, who is this uncle?"

He Qiaoyun introduced with a smile, "This is Liu Biao, Uncle Liu."

Tian Tian looked at Liu Biao again and timidly called out, "Uncle Liu."

Liu Biao responded with a flat "Mm".

He Qiaoyun then introduced to Liu Biao, "This is Tian Tian, ​​Feng Jiashu's niece."

Liu Biao glanced at Feng Jiashu and gave a curt "hmm" in his usual flat tone.

Feng Jiashu politely nodded to Liu Biao, which was considered a greeting.

Liu Biao didn't respond, but instead retorted, "Weren't we supposed to be making up for lost time today? You skipped work, fine, but you even brought your child to skip class, is that right?"

Feng Jiashu remained calm and smiled, "We already made up for it yesterday. Today is a day off."

Tian Tian sidled up to He Qiaoyun and whispered, "Aunt He, this uncle is a bit fierce..."

He Qiaoyun smiled and said, "Uncle Liu is always like this, don't be afraid."

Tian Tian: "Oh....."

He Qiaoyun handed the house key to Tian Tian and said to them, "I'm going to town to deliver fruit. You can pick some fruit in the orchard for a while. If you get tired, go back and rest. I'll buy groceries after I finish delivering the fruit."

Liu Biao said, "I'll go with you."

Then, Tian Tian chimed in, "I want to go too."

He Qiaoyun was at her wit's end and looked to Feng Jiashu for help, but to her surprise, he said, "I'll go with you too."

She was taken aback, then chuckled, "It's not like I'm going away and never coming back. It's not far to town, I'll be back soon. You all just wait at home."

Liu Biao didn't want to stay with Feng Jiashu at all. "No, I want to go."

Feng Jiashu didn't want Liu Biao to be alone with He Qiaoyun either, so he said, "I'll go too."

Tian Tian couldn't bear to be alone in the orchard, so she chimed in, "I'll go too."

He Qiaoyun sighed, feeling a sense of helplessness as she took care of three children. "Fine, go, all of you go."

There were two cars parked outside: He Qiaoyun's minivan and Feng Jiashu's Land Rover.

Clearly, Liu Biao didn't want to ride in the same car as Feng Jiashu. He said, "Qiaoyun, I'll ride in the same car as you."

Feng Jiashu took the initiative to invite him, saying, "Mr. Liu, why don't you ride in my car?"