Xinya pulled Ye Cong back to the room, then closed the door with a snap, "Are you crazy?"

Ye Cong looked at the girl in front of him with anger and turned red, and sat down by the bed slowly, then tidied up his clothes, "What are you thinking?"

Xinya exclaimed and stood in front of Ye Cong and looked at him, "Don't you want to order fruit for my mother?"

It was as if the family opposite them often ordered milk.

However, in places like theirs, the travel expenses may be more expensive than fruits, and her parents didn't go crazy even if they knew it.

Ye Cong hooked his finger at her, and Xinya was unknown, so he could only pass by foolishly, but the next second was Ye Cong hugged her and sat on his legs.

"Ah..." Xinya screamed in a low voice, instinctively hugging his neck.

New sprouts: "…"

Finally he held the person in his arms. Ye Cong sniffed the sweet smell on her body with satisfaction, but he was wearing too much and he felt uncomfortable hugging him.

"I didn't think of ordering fruits for them, and your parents couldn't agree." Ye Cong could also see in the past few days that the parents of the new family were diligent farmers. They didn't ask for much, nor were they greedy. The children could make a fortune, so they were satisfied with guarding this mountain.

If they really ordered fruit for them, they might not accept it, but they might be embarrassed to refuse due to face, and they would definitely feel uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?" Xinya tried hard to calm her mind and prevent herself from being shy because she was in his arms.

"Some ideas, when I went up the mountain, I found that there were many villages on this mountain. Have you ever thought about it, but there are not two decent fruit shops in your town."

When Xinya heard Ye Cong's words, she sighed a little, "Not to mention fruit shops, even ordinary supermarkets buy only daily necessities. Our place is too remote, and few people come. And you have seen it. It takes more than two hours to drive from the nearest county town. Once it encounters rainy and snowy weather, it may not be possible to drive. Who would like to come here to deliver goods?"

Xinya said, thinking about it for a while and looking at Ye Cong, "Have you heard a saying that if you want to be rich, build roads first?"

Ye Cong: "..."

This is too down-to-earth, he has never heard of it.

"We belong here. There is no place for you to build a road." Xinya sighed slightly and said helplessly.

Ye Cong paused, thinking about everything he saw when he went up the mountain. The natural environment in this place was indeed harsh and shocking.

But if someone pays for it, labor should still be found.

Ye Cong thought, lowered his head and said to Xinguo, "I plan to have someone make a fruit chain here, and I see that there are some fruit trees on your mountain."

"Who dares to pick the fruits on the mountain? They are all on the cliffs." Xinyao stared at him, "When I was a child, Zhuzi, next door, took a few friends to pick the fruits, but he was lifted back and his legs were broken."

Ye Cong: "..."

"Brother Zhuzi? Next door? Childhood girl?" Ye Cong didn't say a title, which had another taste.

New sprouts: "…"

Shouldn't the point be to break the leg?

"What about now?" Ye Cong asked again, his tone not very kind.

Xinyao blinked, and finally said with a strong desire to survive: "I've been married long ago, and my children are over one year old, really."

"Very good." Ye Cong was satisfied.
Chapter completed!