Super Farming Tycoon

Chapter 579: Finale 1 (Part 2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Qingming heaved a sigh of relief.

What Mo Junyan said made sense.

If Mo Junyan really did something out of line in the business world, the higher-ups would definitely not allow him to be by her side.

Mo Junyan looked at Gu Qingming’s expression and raised his eyebrows, his eyes shining. He smiled and said, “Ah Ming, are you concerned about me? I’m really touched. Ah Ming knows me and is concerned about me, haha…”

Gu Qingming said angrily, “Who cares about you? I’m worried that you’ve done something illegal that will affect Little Orange’s growth. I don’t want Little Orange to be pointed at and be criticized for having a criminal father.”

“Hehe…” Mo Junyan smiled and said, “You’re concerned about me because of Little Orange. I know that! Then please continue to care about me for Little Orange’s sake in the future. I’m really very happy.”

Gu Qingming was speechless.

Mo Junyan’s skin was getting thicker and thicker.

He did not have the aura of a domineering President. He was simply a scoundrel.

A year later, in the Qingkang Company’s greenhouse, a chubby little doll with two small ponytails stood on the ridge of the field. Her fair and pink skin was like red apples, looking especially delicious. Her two big, round, and watery eyes were like black grapes. Her two small arms were fair like lotuses, and they were chubby.

At this moment, she waved her small arms and clenched her fists. She shouted loudly, “Mommy, come on. We’re almost there. Come on, come on. Mommy is the best!”

The surrounding crowd was speechless.

Everyone was already used to Little Orange flattering her mother every day.

Every day, she would say, “Mom, you’re the best. Mom, you’re the most capable! Mom, you’re the most beautiful.”

If one’s own child said these things to oneself every day, even if the work was the most tiring and bitter, one would very sweet inside.

At this moment, Gu Qingming was picking watermelons in the field.

There were three large watermelons in a big basket. Each watermelon weighed about 11 to 12 catties.

Therefore, Gu Qingming picked six watermelons at once. Each load of watermelons was about 70 to 80 catties.

But Gu Qingming did not feel tired at all.

Gu Qingming’s physique had already improved rapidly.

Her physical strength had already exceeded that of an ordinary person by several times.

Not to mention carrying 70 to 80 catties of watermelon, even if she had to carry 300 to 4.00 catties, it would not be a problem.

Of course, Gu Qingming did not want to treat herself as a monkey and be watched by others.

She was a woman. It was better to be a weak woman.

Originally, she definitely did not need to pick watermelons.

But she thought that weight-lifting could train her body.

At the same time, she was already used to doing some farm work in the past year. It was fine to pick up the burden.

For the past year, Mo Junyan had also been working in the fields with Gu Qingming.

Now, he was getting more and more proficient in farm work.

For example, he placed five watermelons in each basket and carried ten watermelons each time. They weighed about 123 catties.

The watermelons were picked and placed in the warehouse.

When the two of them put down the farming tools and rested, Little Orange ran over with a thermos bottle in her hand.

Although Little Orange was only two years old, she had bathed in the spiritual spring water since she was young. Not only did she grow up quickly, but the two-year-old child looked to be four or five years old. Her physical fitness was very different from other children.

This thermos flask weighed at least four kilograms, but she lifted it as easily as lifting a doll.

At first, the adults were worried that Little Orange wouldn’t be able to lift it, but when they saw how relaxed she was, they were relieved.

Because Little Orange would carry this thermos bottle, for fear of an accident, the adults would not place warm in this bottle.

Little Orange poured out a cup of cold water from the thermos bottle and placed it in the thermos bottle. She handed it to Gu Qingming and said crisply, “Mommy, please have a glass of water!”

Gu Qingming took the cup and touched Little Orange’s little pinch. She smiled happily and said, “Thank you, Little Orange. Yes, you’re really Mommy’s considerate little cotton-padded jacket!”

Due to her physique, Gu Qingming was rarely thirsty.

However, even if she wasn’t thirsty, she wouldn’t reject Little Orange’s kindness.

She took the water from Little Orange and drank it in one gulp.

Then, she returned the cup to Little Orange.

Little Orange picked up the thermos bottle and poured another glass of water. He handed it to Mo Junyan and said crisply, “Uncle Liangliang, drink some water!”

Hearing this form of address, Mo Junyan’s expression was a little helpless, but it was more of love.

He smiled and said, “Thank you, Orange!”

However, he did not feel good about being called “Uncle Liangliang” from the first time she called him “Uncle Liangliang” until now.

With Little Orange’s intelligence, she knew that she was her father, but she still didn’t change the way she addressed him. This left Mo Junyan helpless.

After Mo Junyan finished drinking the water, he handed the cup back to Little Orange.

Little Orange capped the cup and set the thermos aside.

She looked at Gu Qingming and said, “Mommy, let me massage your back. Mommy is so tired from working.”

Gu Qingming did not refuse. She smiled and said, “Thank you, Little Orange.”

Mo Junyan watched Gu Qingming enjoy her daughter’s service with envy in his eyes.

He smiled and said, “Little Orange, Uncle Liangliang is tired too. Can you massage Uncle Liangliang’s back?”

Little Orange shook her head and said, “No. Uncle Liangliang is a man. A man’s skin is thick, and he’s full of strength. He’s not tired!”

Gu Qingming was shocked. She asked, “Little Orange, who told you this?”

Little Orange shook her head and said, “I heard it from Uncle Liangliang himself.”

Gu Qingming looked at Mo Junyan, who immediately raised his hand and swore, “Ah Ming, listen to me. I didn’t say such things to her.”

Gu Qingming asked suspiciously, “If you didn’t say such a thing to her, how did she know to say it?”

Just as Mo Junyan was about to defend himself, Little Orange explained, “I usually hear Uncle Liangliang talk to Mommy like this.”

As soon as Little Orange finished speaking, Gu Qingming and Mo Junyan reacted.

The two of them could not help but look at each other and smile.

Little Orange touched his little head and asked in confusion, “Mommy, Uncle Liangliang, why are you smiling?”

“Cough, cough…” Mo Junyan’s expression was very doting. His big hand gently pinched her chubby little cheek and he said with a smile, “We’re happy that Little Orange is so sensible!”

After being praised, Little Orange immediately placed her hands on her waist proudly and raised her head. She said very proudly, “Yes, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Grandma said that I’m very sensible and obedient. I’m a smart, beautiful, sensible, and obedient child!”

Gu Qingming and Mo Junyan were speechless.

This little kid was so narcissistic.

Gu Qingming asked hesitantly, “Mo Junyan, is Little Orange like you? Does she like to show off and be so narcissistic?”

Mo Junyan was also suspicious.

He said, “That’s impossible.. I heard from my parents that I was a cold little boy when I was young and didn’t like to talk!”