Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 758: Farming for a Lifetime of Cowardice

A complaining voice came from the outside of the phone: "Such an important matter...why didn't you tell me earlier?

One million is such a huge amount, I have to go back.

Otherwise, you will be sold out and have to help them count the money.

I'm hanging up and flying back now."

After speaking, I hung up.

Ma Xiangfu held his cell phone, staring blankly, as if thinking about something.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed, picked up the phone, and pressed the number 4.

After a few beeps, the call was connected.

Ma Xiangfu smiled and said, "Son, are you still working overtime? Don't work too hard and take care of yourself."

The sound of waves and a foreign woman's voice came from the phone: "Hi, Put down the phone, kiss me! Fuck me!"

Then a man's voice came out: "Shh, Keep quiet

! "

Ma Xiangfu didn't understand and asked, "Son, what are you doing?

Are you watching a movie?

Why do I sound like a foreigner speaking?

Then a man’s voice came from the external speaker of the phone: “Dad, don’t keep calling me. I’m busy.

Tell me what's going on, I have something urgent to do."

Ma Xiangfu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have something to talk to you about regarding the future of the Ma family.

Fumai has been cultivated by dozens of generations of the Ma family. It is very valuable, so don’t take it lightly…”

Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by the voice on the phone: "Okay, stop talking, don't mention wheat to me anymore.

No one thinks that thing is valuable except you.

If you think it is precious, let my elder brother or my younger brother inherit it.

Who are you going to call?

Anyway, don't call me.

Not only will I not inherit Fu Mai, I will not inherit all the family property.

I won’t inherit it, I just ask you not to call.”

Ma Xiangfu frowned and said, "Why don't you believe me?

Fumai is really valuable. Someone is willing to pay one million for Fumai's inheritance. I just want to make a call and tell you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, as if the person was stunned by the news.

I laughed at the content of this sentence.

Then he spoke again: “Now that you say that, I haven’t been home for a long time.

I'm going to buy a plane ticket now.

As for the Fumai matter, wait until I go back to sell it. Don’t make any decisions on your own. People nowadays have too many tricks.

You have no idea how evil people are nowadays. They gave 100 million, which proves that Fumai is worth at least 1000 million.

You don't know anything, so please wait until I get back to discuss the price."

Ma Xiangfu said, "I understand. I'll wait for you to come back. Be careful on the road and stay safe."

The person on the other end of the phone said, "I understand," and hung up.

After Ma Xiangfu hung up, he held the phone and muttered to himself: "This kid even watched movies in English. He is worthy of being a doctor. He is different from ordinary people."

Ye Changqing frowned when he heard this. He was watching a movie, not being intimate with a woman.

And she is a foreign woman.

It seems to be at a critical moment.

But he was too lazy to talk about it.

Ma Xiangfu held the phone and tried to make another call several times, but finally gave up when his finger touched the number 5.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing asked, "Why don't you dial it out?"

He could guess that the number five button should be his youngest son's shortcut number.

Having already called his four sons, he thought he should call his youngest. Ma Xiangfu said with a worried look on his face, "My son is about to be released from prison, and I don't want to cause any more trouble by making a phone call.

What if it affects the impression my son makes on the prison guards?

That would be more trouble than it’s worth.”

Ye Changqing looked at Ma Xiangfu and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He was really a good father.

He was very considerate of his son.

Ma Xiangfu stood up and said, "Okay, my son is coming back soon, and I have to clean the house.

If you two don't leave, just sleep on the couch.

Those rooms of mine are reserved for my sons.

You can't sleep.

If you are thirsty, drink some water. I am going to get busy."

Ye Changqing originally wanted to help, but when he thought of the virtues of Ma Xiangfu's sons, he felt that they were welcome to clean the house.

It would be better to find a pig and brush its bristles. It is better to waste time on pigs than on them.

He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Qian Cheng frowned and said, "Aren't we leaving today?

Actually, it won’t be too late to come tomorrow, there’s no need to stay here.”

Ye Changqing closed his eyes and listened to the rustling sound of cleaning and Qian Cheng's voice. He smacked his lips but didn't say anything.

Qian Cheng touched Ye Changqing's arm and said, "I'm not used to living here. I don't even know where to take a shower.

How about getting a suite in the city?

I'll pay for it. "

Ye Changqing had always been curious about Qian Cheng's upbringing, so he closed his eyes and asked, "Are you rich?"

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "It's not bad. I can still afford to live in a presidential suite for the rest of my life." Ye Changqing probably understood that this person was born in a wealthy family and had no shortage of money, but he still shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "Let's stay in the presidential suite. I'll treat you to a nice dinner."

Ye Changqing shook his head left and right on the back of the sofa, which was considered as a shake of his head to refuse.

Qian Cheng frowned: "Can you tell me why?"

Ye Changqing said calmly: "The car is useless, have you forgotten?"

This……

Qian Cheng suddenly realized that he had actually forgotten about this matter.

He knew he couldn't leave today, so he would wait until tomorrow and call a rescue vehicle to refuel the car.

He imitated Ye Changqing and lay on his back on the sofa.

Close your eyes.

Time passed slowly. I didn't know how much time had passed.

He heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

There are mosquitoes!

He sat up suddenly, fanned the mosquito, put his hand on his ear, and then looked at his palm. There was no blood.

He closed his eyes again and heard the sound of Ma Xiangfu cleaning.

I fell asleep in a daze, but the sound of cleaning continued.

I woke up several times in the middle of the night and could hear the sound of cleaning.

Its daybreak.

Hearing a noise beside him, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Ye Changqing standing up. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Are you awake?"

Ye Changqing sighed: "I just didn't fall asleep."

Qian Cheng glanced at Ma Xiangfu as he walked towards the kitchen: "Why do I feel like someone has been cleaning all night?"

Ye Changqing sighed: "You are right, I have been cleaning all night and now I am busy in the kitchen again."

Qian Cheng curled his lips and said, "I have never seen my son in my eight lifetimes, and I won't be like this.

Other people’s sons come back to visit their fathers with gifts.

This old man lives like a grandson."

Ye Changqing wanted to say something when suddenly the sound of a car was heard at the door.

He walked quickly out of the room and looked towards the door.

Ma Xiangfu also wore an apron. He wiped his wet hands on it as he walked out of the kitchen. He ran towards the door with an excited look on his face, shouting, "Is my son back?"

When he saw a man wearing a short-sleeved shirt, gray pants and a smart watch on his wrist.

He became even more excited: "Third brother, you are finally back, I just made your favorite stir-fried rice.

When you were a child, your favorite food was stir-fried dumplings.

Oil-sprinkled minced garlic, green chilies, and red oil-sprinkled chili flakes.

There is also tomato sauce fried with onions.

It still tastes like the one you had when you were a kid, I guarantee you’ll like it! ”

Ma Weijia waved his hand: "No, I already had a light meal on the plane.

I want to talk to anyone who wants to buy our Fumai."

Ma Xiangfu still had a smile on his face: "Why don't you come in and sit down and have some tea. I'll make you some chrysanthemum tea.

I've been buying chrysanthemums at home, just waiting for you to come back."

Ma Weijia shook his head: "Dad, I'm very busy, let's talk about business first.

They want to buy Fumai, right?"

He pointed at Ye Changqing while speaking. Ma Xiangfu nodded: "That's him."

Ma Weijia walked up to Ye Changqing, shook his hand, and then introduced himself: "I am Ma Xiangfu's son. Now I am in charge of Fumai's affairs."

Ye Changqing simply said: "My last name is Ye."

Ma Weijia hummed and said, "Let me talk about Fumai first. The Fumai planted by my mother, the Ma family, still holds the record for the highest yield.

Fumai is the result of the joint efforts of dozens of generations of our Ma family.

It was nurtured by dozens of generations.

You don't think you can buy it for one million, do you?"

Ye Changqing asked calmly, "How much money do you want?"

Ma Weijia looked at Ye Changqing, then slowly stretched out a finger: "Ten million! Not a penny less, not even a penny!"

Ye Changqing knew that the matter was not simple, but he did not expect that he would dare to increase the price tenfold.

He didn't even know what to say.

Beside him, Ma Xiangfu reached out and touched Ma Weijia, then pulled him aside and said, "Son, you're asking for too much.

Over the years, no one wanted our wheat seeds, and no one wanted our technology.

Finally someone is willing to pay.

If you ask for 10 million, you'll scare people away."

Ma Weijia said with a dark face: "Dad, you are too timid, that's why you have been working in the fields like a coward for your whole life.

In this kind of situation, the bold will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation.

Don't worry about it, I have a way to get him to pay 10 million, or even more."