Chapter 2179: Chapter 1856: Genetic Mutation
The love-hate relationship between these two brothers was told in snippets, leaving Doctor Xiaoguo’s new employees completely bewildered.
Male side lover? How exciting! How unconventional! How forbidden!
But then they were curious, "Boss, didn’t your boyfriend say he would join us for melon picking?"
Where is he?
Doctor Xiaoguo sneered: That lazy bum came to invite us just because he didn’t want to go to work.
Now he’s using work as an excuse, naturally, he’ll get to enjoy the easy fruits of others’ labor.
But the depth and authority of the crime boss provided him with many conveniences, which shouldn’t be destroyed for now, so she had to give him some undeserved credit:
"Later, when more people come, he’s afraid of scaring them."
Oh, the crime boss is quite meticulous.
The so-called one has a fierce tiger in his heart, sniffs roses delicately. The employees instantly felt reassured.
To be honest, when they first started working, if they accidentally made a mistake, they always felt the boss would send this partner to deal with them.
It’s a new society, they shouldn’t think this way, but the problem is, that guy is really intimidating when he strolls into the clinic!
As expected, Zhang Yanping didn’t plan to pick melons himself, but Xin Jun was quite enthusiastic:
"Come on, the guesthouse is pretty quiet now, let’s go together."
"You have to show yourself in front of Doctor Guo sooner or later, otherwise she’ll associate you with being lazy once married, handling everything inside and outside the home by herself... What if she doesn’t want to date you?
Oh, speaking of dating, the sweet love in college, with entering society, felt like it was doused in cold water, and now can’t even stir up any emotions.
He, Xin Jun, once loved Qianqian’s lively personality, but now, he was surely becoming a bland person.
For Zhang Yanping, this was truly something worth worrying about, but since the two could talk, they naturally had their strategies.
"I talked to Guo Dong, although I don’t work, I support having all kinds of help around the house! Plus, I don’t keep any money, whether it’s given by my mom or earned by me, I give it all to her. Whatever she gives me, I spend."
People can’t have it all.
Besides eating and playing games, he had no other hobbies, he saw things through!
Xin Jun: ...
He truly had no words to retort, his face was wooden:
"Then I’ll pick some more. We currently have 9 guests at the guesthouse, when they return, you’ll be responsible for washing and slicing those melons, delivering a box to each room."
Zhang Yanping instantly stood up, "Maybe I should go with you to pick some melons."
"No need." Xin Jun waved his hand, "Take care of the front desk."
As a cure for your laziness.
On his way out, he paused, wondering why Zhang Yanping didn’t pick some for his parents. Then again, knowing his personality...
Forget it, lazy people are blessed, surely there’s someone he can delegate this to.
...
When Xin Jun rode his electric bike up the mountain, he found everyone hadn’t started yet.
He was puzzled, "Does this require unified action?"
"Oh, no." Guo Dong pointed to the entrance of the cafeteria:
"Master Jiang said he would take his employees into the field to pick some, he’s finding us some baskets. He also mentioned that the plastic bags we brought aren’t any good, they tear easily and things fall out, everyone should roll up their pants and go barefoot."
Barefoot, huh...
Teacher Xin looked at his casual shoes, hesitating a bit.
But over there, Doctor Xiaoguo had already efficiently rolled up her pants with a rubber band, securing them right below her knees.
She quickly took off her shoes and socks.
There you go!
With the boss this quick, the three employees copied her—no rubber bands were no issue, the bundles of vegetables delivered daily, some tied with plastic strings, some looped with rubber bands, could be found among the kitchen clutter.
Thus, there suddenly appeared around a dozen people.
Xin Jun asked, "Zhang Yanping surely plans to deliver some to his family; how’s he arranged this?"
Doctor Xiaoguo: "He usually doesn’t ask me for favors like this—seems like he’s arranged it with Zhu Lingqi."
Sure enough, the industrious cousin, having heard the news, called his girlfriend, now speeding over, stepping on his second-hand car’s gas pedal.
As for why the cousin was willing to go to the trouble to deliver to Zhang Yanping’s family, partly because the cousin was truly diligent.
And partly...
Zhang Yanping daily snatches benefits online, grabbing coupons. Recently, he secured some gas discount coupons from the bank...
But in the village, there’s nowhere the electric moped can’t reach, so in such a way, exchanging with one another, both are happily pleased.
See, Zhu Lingqi brought three plastic baskets over, even feeling sorry:
"Why can’t these be stored? Otherwise, we could pick more."
His girlfriend Minmin had an idea, "We could cut them into pieces and freeze them, eat like ice slushes in the summer—but that’s not good, one basket for your family, one for mine, that’s plenty, just a taste is good."
Even saying that, the craving was still there—to maintain human decency, they kept reason intact.
In conclusion, the mountain top this evening became bustling for a time.
...
Fruit is always the best-selling in summer.
Song Tan’s field grows mostly Sweet Horn melons, Green Gem, and smaller White Sand melon types, using hanging vine methods, so each plant can yield quite a few.
Apart from some thin-skinned ones that mature early, starting the second crop, this batch at the end of July was evidently at the peak flavor period.
After several days of continuous rain, the originally perfect-looking melons appeared rather dingy.
And the ones in the field—watermelons—which could be more impacted than the sweet melons, but many didn’t know how to pick watermelons, clumsily breaking vines, hence no mention of watermelons.
Now this vast melon field, with a cool wind mixed with moisture blowing, already faintly spread that rich yet refreshing sweetness.
Everyone couldn’t hold back any longer.
Wu Lei’s mind, cleared by the crisp wind, seemed two degrees sharper. Now he reminded his little lover:
"Let’s pick enough for our homes first, don’t pick your ten pounds yet, I’ll bring you back before leaving, you can pick and take them home then."
He paused, recalling Zhang Chen’s previous advice, supplementing: "Although my cousin is a bit harsh, she keeps her word. She said you can pick those 10 pounds, you absolutely can."
"Picking another two pounds is fine too."
Zhang Chen sighed.
His family did business from a young age, his father’s enterprise spanned far, dabbling in many industries. Fortunately, luck favored them so despite not being very wealthy, they didn’t worry about money.
Growing up in such an environment, absorbing the ways of dealing with people and the art of conversation, although not extremely talented, he held some expertise.
Looking at Wu Lei’s character and thought process...
Good grief!
Observing his uncle and aunt’s thinking, work style, handling people... they seemed very normal!
Clearly, genetic mutations aren’t necessarily based on inheritance.
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