"The kind of papaya at home is so sweet. It tastes like a child."." A middle-aged man with a trouser leg narrowed his eyes, and his eyes flashed with happiness and remembrance. A bite of papaya, thoughts are floating far away, a thought arises spontaneously: give up millions of annual salary, return home when farmers.
Xu Sheng, since childhood, poor family, once worked hard in the first tier cities, get millions of annual salary. Accidentally returning home, a papaya reminds me of childhood memories, desperate to say goodbye to the original wealth, to join the ecological farming, only for a feeling, a childhood flavor.
A papaya worth millions, a feeling for a long time. Sometimes in order to abandon the feelings of feeling not worth a hair, now have is a fool, Xu students may be many people in the eyes of the fool". "Then a papaya let me recall the taste of childhood, when the product, pure natural, for this taste, I must go back to the countryside."." Give birth to "Crazy" general behavior hasn't stopped, he didn't learn the day working in the fields, his culture way with others to be quite different, others melon lying on the ground, he put up a shelf, let the muskmelon and watermelon vines are climbing into the sky.
