831 What Kind of A Place Is the Capital?
Shi Xiang took the 100 yuan happily and encouraged a few kids to hold the geese down. She found a rock the size of a brick and smashed it on the goose’s head.
None of the seven geese could escape it.
Mu Yali looked at the big goose, which was still struggling with its head smashed, and hid behind a big tree in disgust, afraid of getting stained.
When the geese stopped moving, she walked out in relief. The resentment she felt from being chased by the geese had dissipated.
Shi Xiang tied the feet of the big geese together and hung them on the beam. She turned around and looked at Mu Yali obsequiously. “My name is Shi Xiang. What’s yours? You look like you’re from the city. Why are you here?”
Mu Yali’s skin was very fair, and the slight blush on her face added a charm to her beauty. Shi Xiang had never seen such a beautiful woman. She looked like a fairy on television.
Shi Xiang immediately felt a strong sense of envy.
“My name is Mu Yali. I’m here to see the Sweet Dew fruit trees. I want to know how those big fruits grew. Since you’re a villager here, you should know about Sweet Dew fruits, right?”
As Mu Yali spoke, she began to sized up Shangwan Village. In the past, Shangwan Village was filled with houses made of thatches. The roads were also b.u.mpy and dusty.
Although the scenery was beautiful, it did not give people a good impression. Instead, it looked like a poor village.
The current Shangwan Village was completely different from before. The road was paved with asphalt. It was wide and neat. The street lamps lit up, illuminating the village. There were also a few brand new tricycles parked by the roadside.
Not only that, but in just a year, every family had built a large tiled house. Vegetables and fruits were planted in the courtyard, and there were rows of greenhouses. There were even cement steps built on the side of the field. From afar, it looked like a prospering small town.
Mu Yali had never been to a village before and thought that all villages were like this. However, even though Shangwan Village had undergone a tremendous change, she still felt that this place was too poor and dirty.
Looking at her disdainful expression, Shi Xiang was annoyed, but she still said politely, “Of course I know. Every family in our village earns money from growing Sweet Dew fruits!”
“You grow the trees too? Can you bring me to take a look?” Mu Yali asked with her eyes wide open.
Shi Xiang was just thinking about how to lure Mu Yali home when Mu Yali took the initiative to follow her home. “No problem. It’s noon now. I’ll get my mother to stew goose for you.”
Mu Yali did not want to eat any goose. It was so dirty, but she did not refuse and followed Shi Xiang to her house.
Shi Xiang asked curiously, “By the way, where are you from and why are you alone?”
“I’m from the capital. My brother didn’t let me out, so I ditched the driver and sneaked out.” Mu Yali looked around and answered Shi Xiang casually.
Shi Xiang was surprised. “The capital? What kind of place is the capital?”