Chapter 892: Twisted Melon, Not Sweet

How could Mo Boyuan, as his own grandson, disagree with the old man's personal instructions? Of course I agreed!

"good!"

Seeing my brother's jokes seems pretty good.

Anyway, as the elder brother, Mo Boyuan would never have the chance to experience this kind of thing once or a half in his life!

"By the way, Boyuan, please come to the study later."

"knew."

The old man had already finished eating, so he stood up and left without disturbing the young couple.

Jiang Tingxu wouldn't ask about these things. After all, whether it was about the company or the family, he really didn't understand much about it, so it was hard to talk about it.

The food was about the same, and the aunt brought over another plate of cut fruits:

"Master, Mistress, these were just picked from the orchard this morning. They are very fresh."

"Cantaloupe?"

"Yes, the fruit in this orchard didn't taste very good last year, so we have been making improvements.

The fruits produced this year taste really much better!

I heard from people in the orchard that a batch of strawberries will come out soon, and they will also be improved. "

strawberry?

Jiang Tingxu laughed:

"Ning Ning seems to like eating strawberries more?"

Auntie has stayed in the old house for nearly thirty years, and she has long known the preferences of everyone in the family.

After hearing this, Auntie was very pleased:

"Young lady is right!"

At this moment, a man who had been listening silently suddenly spoke:

"Aunt Lin, does our family have a farm in country F?"

Auntie nodded quickly:

"Yes, the area is quite large, but no one cares about it. It has been abandoned."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Aunt Lin, let someone go over and tidy it up. If it's empty, it's empty. Add more fruits and the like!"

He said it very calmly, but if you look carefully, you can still see a flash of discomfort in his eyes.

Aunt Lin grew up watching the two eldest young masters of the Mo family, so how could she not know what those words just meant?

"Okay, okay, I'll tell Uncle Jin later and ask him to arrange for someone to sort it out as soon as possible."

After that, Aunt Lin left, leaving only the young couple again.

Jiang Tingxu ate the cantaloupe cut by Aunt Lin. Sure enough, it tasted much better than last year's, full and juicy, with a strong cantaloupe flavor.

He also heard the man's instructions very clearly.

"When did our family own a farm in country F?"

Unexpectedly, the man flicked his forehead:

"If you have time, you should learn more about our family's industry, and don't just ignore everything."

Scum!

Fortunately, the man didn't say the last word.

Of course, this scum is not that scum, and the meaning is completely different.

After Jiang Tingxu heard the man's words, he immediately shook his head:

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in those!"

It’s all in the form of a report, and it’s such a thick stack that it makes my brain hurt to read it.

I do not want to see!

If you want to read it, it would be more interesting to read human anatomy books several times.

Mo Boyuan chuckled:

"You woman, I don't even know what to say about you!"

Look outside, whose woman is not trying her best to find out how much property her husband has?

Even my little wife is not interested in these at all!

hehe.

At this moment, only these two words can perfectly describe what the man is thinking.

Jiang Tingxu was still unmoved. If he wasn't interested, he just didn't dare to be interested. He was so forceful - not sweet!

Mo Boyuan's mouth twitched twice before continuing:

"The farm was donated by a partner a few years ago. It has been empty for several years. Since you and the brat like to eat those fruits, you can just use the farm!"