Everyone was picking melons and eating them right there in the melon field, satisfied in both spirit and stomach, so the two melons they were taking home didn't feel so stingy anymore.
They all kept pushing the food to each other, hemming and hawing, and then followed the suggestion to have an early dinner here.
After that, the bus pulled up, and the drivers each carried tofu, fermented tofu and such bought in the village, boarding one by one.
And just like that, this boisterous day could finally be said to be over.
Chen Yuan and a few colleagues who looked like they had a shot talked it over, and then even went back to the boss to wring out a whole thousand yuan of "huge funding"—
Fine, a thousand yuan at Lao Song's family can't actually buy much of anything, but they're sharp!
Say what you will, they could at least scrape together a few bags of vegetables from the fields, right? It looked like a lot and looked thrifty too, adding points for themselves!
