Chapter 685 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (35)

Chapter 685 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (35)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Thirty-five)

Yan Qi declined her colleague's help and hurriedly packed up to go home.

Her parents-in-law were not very good at cooking, so they usually prepared dinner when she came back. Yan Qi was anxious to try out the results of this batch of vegetables, so she walked hurriedly back to the community and missed the chance for the security guard to greet her.

"Why is this family acting a little weird today?"

The guard glanced at her back and felt a little strange, but didn't think much about it.

Yan Qi checked her fingerprint and opened the door, then shouted as she entered.

"Dad, Mom, did you get back the batch of vegetables I just got today? I'll cook right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Dabao came running over from the kitchen, holding a half-eaten tomato in his hand.

Before Yan Qi asked Dabao where the tomatoes came from, she smelled a strong tomato aroma.

The mother-in-law who followed Dabao out immediately praised her as soon as she saw her.

"Hey Qiqi, you're back. You didn't know that after we brought back all the vegetables you bought this time, Dabao said he smelled the aroma of a tomato and insisted on eating one."

She said with a happy look on her face, "It's rare for him to ask for vegetables, so I just picked up two and washed them, one for him and one for Xiaobao. Look, he just washed them and gave them to him, and he's already eaten half of them."

Yan Qi was also surprised, "Is this true? Dabao wants to eat it himself?"

The corner of her clothes was pulled, Yanqi lowered her head, Dabao held the tomato and raised it high, "Mom, you eat it too, tomatoes are delicious."

Yan Qi's eyes immediately turned red, and she carefully squatted down and took a light bite.

It is fresh and juicy, with a rich tomato aroma. The sweet and sour flesh does not feel like a vegetable, but rather tastes like a fruit. It is delicious.

Yan Qi was really surprised this time, "It's delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious tomatoes in a long time."

As she spoke, she looked at her mother-in-law and said, "Mom, there are still a lot left. Take two and wash them. You and Dad can have a taste too."

When Mother-in-law Yan Qi heard that her daughter-in-law thought of her first, she felt a little embarrassed.

She was complaining about her daughter-in-law to the old man today, but she didn't expect that her daughter-in-law actually bought some delicious vegetables. Look at this incident.

She quickly said "Oh", "It's okay, your dad and I will just eat one. Such delicious tomatoes must be expensive, right?"

She thought of the fine vegetables Yan Qi had bought before, and cautiously asked, "Will it be fifty-one kilograms?"

When Yan Qi heard this, he immediately came closer to her as if he had found a treasure.

"No need, I found a treasure this time. Such delicious tomatoes are only sold for fifteen yuan per pound!"

Her mother-in-law looked shocked, "Is it true?"

In the past, those unpalatable ones cost thirty yuan, how come this delicious tomato is only fifteen yuan?

She asked quickly, "Did you misread the price or misheard it? It should be fifty instead of fifteen, right?"

Yan Qi swore, "No way, they said fifteen, I have already transferred the money, there must be no mistake."

Her mother-in-law still didn't believe it.

"Why don't you ask again? Maybe the boss is too shy to tell you?"

"Or maybe they are too busy to look at your money?"

After hearing what she said, Yan Qi began to doubt herself.

"No way? But the boss sounds quite young, so he might be thin-skinned..."

She quickly sent a message to Song Ning.

Song Ning was discussing with Lance whether to ask someone to harvest all the vegetables and preserve them fresh. Because of Song Ning's ability, the vegetables in the field would become old if they continued to grow.

After receiving Yan Qi's question, Song Ning was still a little confused.

"That's right, it's fifteen per pound."

Yan Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

She and her mother-in-law held hands and were happy that they had finally found vegetables that were delicious, good quality and cheap, and asked Song Ning.

"My colleague here might also want to buy it, is it okay for me to give her your WeChat ID?"

Song Ning naturally would not refuse the guests who were brought to him.

"Of course, no problem. Thank you for helping us promote it."

Yan Qi was flattered. "No, no, boss, your vegetables are of such good quality and the price is reasonable. There will definitely be a lot of people rushing to buy them in the future."

As she spoke, she was startled. "What do you mean, little boss? Do you want to apply for membership? The kind that allows you to buy vegetables first after paying the membership fee. Some even send vegetable packages every month. Do you have this kind of service now?"

Song Ning didn't expect to be urged by customers to open a new business, and he was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"We are still a little short-staffed at the moment, and the business side is still following up."

But he was not stupid, and immediately added, "Of course, if we have new business, Ms. Yan, a high-quality customer like you, we will definitely notify you as soon as possible."

"That's fine, that's good. Young boss, you must remember this."

Yan Qi finally felt relieved. After hanging up the phone, she took her mother-in-law and happily spun around in circles.

"Mom, did you hear that? We really found a treasure. This young boss probably just started his business not long ago, so this thing is so good and cheap."

Her mother-in-law also jumped for joy, "That's because you have a good eye, Qiqi. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have found such good vegetables."

Yan Qi chuckled, then remembered and quickly went to the kitchen to wash two tomatoes and handed them to her mother-in-law and father-in-law.

"Mom and Dad, you guys should try them right away. Their tomatoes are really amazing. They taste really good, just like fruit!"

"Hey, okay."

The two old people were happy to see that their daughter-in-law cared so much about them, and they took a bite of the tomatoes together.

Sweet, sour and fragrant, the particularly strong tomato aroma directly and domineeringly penetrates into the nose.

Granny Yan Qi covered her mouth and looked at her old man, as if she had seen a ghost. "Oh my God, old man, how do these people grow tomatoes? They are even more delicious than the tomatoes we grew before. It's like eating fruit!"

The old man took another big bite, closed his eyes and savored the taste for a while before sighing and shaking his head.

"I don't understand. The young people nowadays are really better than their predecessors. It's time for us old hands to step down. I can't grow this flavor."

"What can't be grown? Mom and Dad, I'm back. Qiqi, look what I brought you?"

"Husband, are you back?"

"Huh? Why are everyone eating tomatoes? Where did the tomatoes come from? They smell so good."

"Qiqi just bought it. It's cheap and delicious. Come on, Qiqi, wash one for your husband to try."

"It's okay, I'll try Dabao's. Dabao asked dad to have a taste.

"Okay, Dad—"

"Ah, well, huh? It's really delicious. Did Qiqi buy it?"

"Yeah, you bought a gift for Qiqi? That's great, Qiqi, go open your gift and see what he got you."

The middle-aged man, the pillar of the family, looked at his parents, wife and children having fun together, touched his cell phone and smiled with relief.

At home, let’s just pretend some things never happened.