Chapter 42: The Emotional Sister Meets the Emotional Brother

  Song Wen Zheng carefully pruned the withered branches of the old Osmanthus tree, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound from behind. He turned his head to see a Hummer speeding towards him.

  The Hummer sped over and stopped in front of him. Then, Huang Xiaojun got out from above.

  Today, Xiao Jun wore a tight-fitting pants, casually draped with a jacket, inside lined with a personalized military-style sleeve cuff shirt, waist tied with a small leather belt, feet buckled with boots, and a slender, dynamic curve was outlined beautifully. The full and proud twin peaks on her chest seemed to be about to jump out, and a patch of snow-white skin could be faintly seen. Her hair was scattered and hanging low, and her beautiful figure and enchanting face were fully revealed at this moment.

  She walked straight towards Song Wen, confident, elegant and full of personality, revealing a woman's intellectual beauty, accompanied by the majestic horse beside her, which brought out a wild charm, giving people a strong visual impact.

  At this moment, Song Wen had to admit again that his heart, which was no longer a young man's, skipped a beat, and as she approached him, it kept "thumping" non-stop.

  Watching her walk step by step, Song Wen suddenly felt a great deal of pressure, secretly swallowing his saliva, and his feet involuntarily retreated a little, but behind him was Lao Gui, and he had no room to retreat.

  Song Hu told him that Huang Xiaojun was a rich woman and asked him to marry her. He just thought it was a joke and never took it seriously. Because she was too beautiful, too wealthy, he didn't know if this humble piece of land could grow such a delicate flower.

  Many people say that marrying a rich wife can save at least twenty years of hard work, but the key is that he only wants to end his life here and doesn't want to struggle anymore; some also say that when they see a beautiful woman, they should be bold and take action, creating conditions to win her over if none exist, but sometimes saying and doing are two different things.

  For his future wife, he had never had too much ambition. As long as she was not a freak and could hold her own in front of an audience, being able to enter the hall and kitchen was enough.

  Among the mortals, Song Wen thought he had seen at least 8,000 beautiful women, but none of them gave him a feeling as overwhelming as Huang Xiaojun.

  When he talks to her from a distance, he is under no pressure at all, but when she faces him up close, he doesn't know what's going on either, as if he can't even get his words out. This phenomenon seems to have never happened before, and he remembers that he used to be able to scold her fluently in the past, what's going on?

  But this was obviously not the time to think about these things, and there was no turning back now. Song Wen could only steady himself by holding onto the old Osmanthus tree, and for some reason, in just that moment, his palms became moist and a faint sweat appeared on his forehead.

  Watching Huang Xiaojun walk over, he forced himself to remain calm and waved hello.

  "You... you're here."

  As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she suddenly realized that what she had said seemed a bit ambiguous, and for a moment, she felt a little embarrassed.

  "Hmm..."

  Huang Xiaojun lightly responded with a "hmm", and reached out to gently tidy up her disheveled hair.

  That fleeting stunning beauty made Song Wen's eyes almost pop out, and he didn't even notice that there were people behind Huang Xiaojun.

  The woman who came with Huang Xiaojun saw Song Wen's silly appearance and burst out laughing, leaning in close to Huang Xiaojun's ear and whispering: "Look at that silly face, he might still be a virgin, and an old one at that."

  Unexpectedly, good sister was also so outspoken in someone else's territory. Huang Xiaojun slapped her with a resentful look, but didn't know what she thought of, and her face actually turned slightly red.

  Since drinking the spring water of Ruyi Shan, Song Wen's hearing has improved a lot.

  Now, any movement within twenty meters can be heard clearly. The woman's words were naturally also heard by him without exception, his face twitched slightly, his complexion was strange, and he didn't expect that the secret he had kept for 28 years would be guessed by her.

  "Are you pruning branches?" Huang Xiaojun asked curiously when she saw him holding the pruning shears.

  "I see some branches on the tree have withered, so I'll cut them off and make it look better."

  "I didn't expect that this osmanthus tree would actually be saved by you and even sprout new buds, it's really unbelievable. My uncle and I said it was impossible to save it?"

  Huang Xiaojun walked up in surprise and carefully examined the old Osmanthus tree, only to find that it had actually come back to life.

  "It's probably because the environment is better on this side!" Song Wenhua said casually.

  The matter of saving the old osmanthus tree can't be told to anyone, so I just made up a random excuse, whether she believes it or not is her business.

  "It's also thanks to your efforts, without you, I wouldn't have been able to survive. Who would have thought that you'd also be planting flowers?"

  The two of them chatted on and off, treating the woman who came with Huang Xiaojun as an invisible person.

  That woman saw her sister arrive, but she didn't even acknowledge her, only talking to the man in front of her. She couldn't help but tease: "So it's a date with your sweetheart, that's why you chose such a secluded place."

  "What nonsense are you talking about."

  Huang Xiaojun listened, turned her head and said with a huff, then stole a glance at Song Wen, found that he didn't react much, and only then felt relieved. However, she was also a bit angry in her heart, thinking to herself, am I really so unworthy? Let him not even have any reaction.

  A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the ocean; you'll never know what she's thinking in her next moment.

  If you treat her well, she thinks your behavior is weird; if you don't treat her well, she thinks you don't love her anymore. If you touch her, she says you're a rascal; if you're polite to her, she'll say you have someone else in mind. Being a man is really difficult!

  It turned out that Huang Xiaojun had indeed neglected her good sister, so she hurriedly pulled her over to introduce Song Wen: "This is Ruan Yuna, the general manager of Guangda Solar Energy Co., Ltd. Yuna, this is Song Wen. The solar-powered mosquito lamp I used on my side is from their company, and it has been effective for several years. This time, their company also came to participate in the Flower Expo, and I saw her in the morning, so I pulled her over together. You can directly tell her what kind of lamp you want!"

  Song Wen nodded to Ruan Yunna, greeted her, and then invited the two of them into the house. As they entered the hall to have tea, Song Wen said to Ruan Yunna while making tea: "Manager Ruan must have seen this mountain road when you came, I think we should install those solar-powered insecticidal lamps along this section of the mountain road, so it can serve both as lighting and insect-killing, killing two birds with one stone. The only thing is, I don't know how much it will cost?"

  "When I first came up, I took a rough look and this road is at least three kilometers long. Of course, the exact distance needs to be measured by someone. With 30 meters per lamp, three kilometers would need 100 lamps. I see that you're mainly installing lights for illumination purposes, so there's no need to install insecticidal lamps everywhere. Our company's insecticidal lamps have an effective range of 30 mu (about 2 hectares), which means they can attract insects within a radius of 30 mu. So, you only need to install one insecticidal lamp every five lamps. As for the price, we'll calculate it based on the solar-powered lamps. This mountain road doesn't require high-end lamps, but not low-end ones either, so let's go with mid-range ones. I'll ask someone to prepare a slightly higher-end model for you, and as a favor to Xiao Jun, we can give you a discounted price of 2,500 yuan per lamp."

  Ruan Yunna is indeed a businesswoman, and when she speaks, everything makes sense.

  But as soon as she finished speaking, Song Wen was directly stunned.

  One hundred lanterns, one lantern twenty-five thousand, one hundred lanterns is two and a half million. He originally thought that with over ten million in his pocket, he could afford the road lights, but it turns out this ten million isn't even enough for half of the mountain road's lighting costs, looks like I'm still just a poor commoner!