Mengchen only appeared for a second, so it didn't attract much attention.

However, everyone knows that Chu Zheng has a boyfriend, so it will occasionally discuss it.

When Mengchen is fine, he will click on the comments to check it out.

There are all information on the Internet, and Mengchen doesn’t care much about the good and bad things.

But sometimes when I saw someone saying Chu Zheng, Mengchen couldn't help but put on a vest and curse people.

-

"It's snowing!"

When dusted, what you saw was a silver-covered world, and the fields in the distance were covered with white snow.

Covering the dust makes Chu Zheng get up and watch.

"Is there anything that looks good, I haven't seen it before."

"I haven't seen it with my sister." Meng Chen's speech became sweeter and sweeter, "Sister, you can get up and watch it."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Damn!

A foul!

As long as Mengchen wanted to do, he called her sister ambiguously, making it hard to resist one by one.

Chu Zheng didn't want to get up, and was disturbed by Mengchen, so she had to get up in the end.

It was still snowing at this time, Mengchen put on his clothes and went downstairs to the yard.

Chu Zheng slowly went downstairs.

The falling snowflakes fell from the boy, falling on the ends of his hair and shoulders...

He looks better than snow.

Chu Zheng leaned at the door and looked at the boy, with a hint of softness between her eyebrows.

The snow is not thick now, there is not much snow on the ground, so you can't build snowmen.

But by the afternoon, there was already a lot of snow in the yard.

There are many children in the village playing outside, which is very lively.

Mengchen built a snowman in the yard himself and insisted on pulling Chu Zheng to see it.

-

The snow took several days, and except for the necessity, the villagers did not go out much.

Mengchen and Chuzheng could only stay at home.

Mengchen relied on Chu Zheng to watch movies, and Mengchen didn’t know what was played in the movie later.

Outside there was the rustling sound of snow and wind.

Mengchen didn't know when he went to the utility room to turn out the things in the box and shared them with Chu Zheng.

-

The snow seemed to have stopped. Mengchen covered a blanket and pillowed on Chu Zheng's legs. "Do you think this kind of life is good?"

"Yes." Chu Zheng casually touched the boy's hair.

"Don't you miss life in the city?"

"You want to go back?"

Mengchen was silent, "I grew up in the city since I was a child, and I was more or less adaptable in such a place."

When he came here, he just wanted to make a transition here, but he didn't think about staying here for long.

But who would have thought...

"But... if I'm with you, I think this kind of life is also good."

Such slow life is something that cannot be experienced in the city.

This may be the quiet and peaceful times written in those poems and the lyrics.

"If you want to go back, we can go back as well." Chu Zheng said.

Mengchen shook his head: "I don't want to go back."

If you don’t go back, you have to find a way to open up some side jobs to make money.

A few days later, Chu Zheng saw Mengchen preparing to grow flowers.

"What are you doing this?"

"I thought about it for a long time, and I think I can do this too." Meng Chen said: "So I plan to grow flowers."

Now this industry is quite profitable.

"Do you do?"

"It should be." Meng Chen was not sure, but he was still very determined. "I learned things very quickly."

Chu Zheng: "..."

OK, just be happy.

Chu Zheng didn't care about the dust and let him do it himself.

The yard of Chu Zheng Villa is very large, and the ground outside is also hers.

Mengchen circled the outside area, and Mengchen made it over there himself, and it looked quite good.

-

There are indeed a lot of research on flowers, plants and plants in dust.

Her mother used to like growing flowers, and sometimes she would help, and she had the basic knowledge after being influenced by her.

At first, I can't do it in large quantities, but it's a lot of money to raise some more expensive ones after selling them.

In this way, the accumulation of more and more will gradually expand.

A transparent flower room gradually appeared next to Chuzheng Villa.

There are very few flowers in the flower house at the beginning, but gradually there are more categories.

After this flower house was photographed by some tourists and posted online, it suddenly became popular, driving the tourism industry in the village.

-

Many years later, Baihe Village has changed a lot, and many villagers have begun to grow flowers.

Of course, tourism has not given up. With the support of the superiors, it will soon be built into a Baihua Village.

The nearby mountains were also opened up.

Baihe Village is really suitable for growing flowers and plants. As long as it has a better type and can adapt to the climate here, it will be easy to feed.

The villagers made a lot of money from this.

As the leader, Mengchen naturally makes a lot of money.

Everyone makes money because of dust, so no one in the village has talked about him for a long time.

Now when everyone talks about it, they all envy Chu Zheng and Meng Chen.

The two have been together for so many years, but they have never seen them quarrel and have a very good relationship.

Dust: "…"

You didn't see it when the quarrels were quarrels.

Moreover, Chu Zheng didn't argue with him much, so she really didn't feel good about him, so she ignored him.

If he is unhappy, he will suffer...

How to suffer?

Forget it, I don’t want to mention it, and it’s all about tears if I say too much.

When I was fine, I stayed in the flower room and served his increasingly expensive flowers.

But Mengchen stood in the flowers, which was even better than the flowers. Some tourists who sneaked here couldn't help but take pictures of him.

Knock--

Mengchen looked up and saw through the flowers.

Several girls were knocking on the glass in the flower room and were quite excited.

Seeing Mengchen looking at them, he grabbed each other excitedly, and his voice was quite isolated, but it still came in.

"Brother, can we come in and take a photo?" The girl looked at him nervously, put her hands on her chest, and made a plea.

Who would have to refuse the girl's begging?
To be continued...