Chapter 13: Tribbiani launched an attack

"Mom, I'm back. The oranges are sold out. We earned more than a thousand dollars." After returning home, Francis said with a smile. "Huh? Selling so much?" Rachel was very happy. "Yeah. I sold it for five dollars a pound, but I didn't expect it to be sold out so quickly." "Five a pound? That's awesome." Rachel said with a smile, "I used to sell it wholesale to Tribbiani for only one and a half dollars a pound!" Rachel smiled and said, "After taking a nap in the afternoon, we go to pick some apples. The apples are ripe too." "Um!" Francis nodded. He did need a good rest. In the morning, in the small clinic, in order to save the child who was given fake medicine, his body's spiritual energy was exhausted. He needed a good rest to restore his spiritual energy. In this way, he could still be energetic at night to use Herbal formula to water orange trees. After having lunch and taking a nap, Francis and Rachel pushed the flat cart to the apple orchard. Now was the time when apples were ripe. In the past, because Francis was a fool and could not help with the work, Rachel also had to take care of Dracula, who was bedridden. As a result, the apples were not picked in time. Many apples fell under the apple tree, and they were all rotten It was a pity. After picking four frames of apples, which were big and red, Francis pushed the flat cart home. Before he got home, he saw an agricultural tricycle parked not far from his home, and Tribbiani stood there with his hands on his waist, directing his men to buy apples, pears and other fruits. He used to buy fruits in front of his house. Why did he come here today? It was very abnormal. When something went wrong, there must be a monster! "Just right! We sold the apples and we won't take them back." Seeing this, Rachel said with a smile. "Um!" Francis nodded and pushed the apple over. He had a bad feeling that things would not be simple. "Tribbiani, please weigh our apples." Rachel stepped forward and said with a smile. "Are these apples yours?" Tribbiani glanced sideways, then said with a smile, "I won't accept your apples." "Don't accept them? Why?" Rachel asked puzzledly, "Our apples are big and red. Why don't you collect them?" Francis's apple tree had not been picked for a few days. Compared with the apples of other villagers, it was bigger and redder, and its appearance was obviously much better. "No reason. I don't want to collect your apples, okay?" Tribbiani said with a smile, "Isn't Francis capable? If he is capable, let him sell it himself." Tribbiani refused to accept the apples from Francis, which also shocked other villagers. Afterwards, the villagers tried to persuade him. "Tribbiani, look at these apples from his family. They are big and red. They are so good. Take them." "That's right. We all know that it was Francis who offended you, but he is a fool. You can't argue with a fool." "It's not good for villagers in our hometown to be so embarrassed." Facing the villagers' persuasion, Tribbiani looked ugly and shouted, "No way. Shut up!" Tribbiani shouted violently, and everyone fell silent. "I'm telling you." Pointing his finger at everyone, Tribbiani said loudly, "I just won't accept his apples. If anyone dares to say any nonsense, don't sell apples to me. In addition, from now on, all of you are not allowed to have contact with Francis. If I see anyone interacting with his family again, don't expect to sell apples to me. If you have the ability, just go to the county and sell them yourself." Tribbiani got angry, and the villagers were so frightened that they no longer dared to persuade him. "You... Tribbiani Zhou, don't be so arrogant." Pointing her finger at Tribbiani, Rachel trembled with anger, "What right do you have to stop everyone from interacting with our family?" "I have no rights. I won't stop anyone who wants to interact with your family." Tribbiani said with a smile, "However, if I collect fruits, I have the right to decide whomever I want and whom I don't, right?" Looking at Tribbiani, Francis's eyes were slightly cold. No wonder he chose a place not far from his home to collect the fruits, it turned out that he was here to disgust people. "Mom, if he doesn't accept it, we won't sell it to him anymore." Francis said lightly. Anyway, he would go to the county town every day to sell oranges. It would not be a bad idea to sell apples while selling oranges. Pushing the flat cart, Francis walked towards his home. "Ha ha……" Watching Francis and Rachel leave, Tribbiani felt very happy and said loudly, "This is what happens if you offend me, Tribbiani Zhou!" Just when Francis was pushing the flat car home, the roar of cars sounded, and a Land Rover off-road vehicle roared over and stopped in front of everyone. This was the first time that a car came to Qingshan Village. The villagers were very excited and stretched their heads to see who it was. The person was so rich that he could drive a car. At this time, the car opened, and a beautiful woman in fashionable clothes jumped out of the driver's seat. The moment the beauty got out of the car, the eyes of old men suddenly lit up. They had never seen such a beautiful woman. In the past, they thought the pretty widow Emily was the prettiest, and every time they saw her, they felt itchy in their hearts. But now, compared with the beautiful young woman in front of them, the gap between them is simply that of a native chicken and a phoenix. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Francis Wang. Does he live here?" After getting out of the car, Maya turned her gaze to the villagers standing not far away and asked hurriedly. "Ah? Are you looking for that fool Francis?" The villagers were stunned. They never imagined that this beautiful woman would actually come to see the fool Francis? "Fool?" Maya was also shocked. She was not looking for a fool! The name of Francis Wang was special, so there shouldn't be the same name, right? At this time, she thought that when they separated in the morning, Francis told her that if she wanted to find him, just come to Qingshan Village and ask for the fool Francis Wang! Thinking of Francis, she was very surprised. How could such a smart person be a fool? Could it be that fool is his nickname? "I'm looking for Francis Wang, but he was not a fool." Maya reiterated and said. "I know that in our village, there is only one Francis Wang, and he is a fool. He has been stupid for more than a year." A villager pointed to Francis's home and said, 'That's Francis's home!” "Thank you!" Maya smiled brightly, then stepped on her high heels and walked towards Francis's house. "Tsk tsk... The women in this city are not only beautiful, but also well-dressed. They are so feminine." "That's right, she's even more beautiful than that widow Emily! When she walked past me just now, oh, it smells so good." "What's so good about her? Look at those thin legs, as if they were malnourished." "Bah, she's dressed so coquettishly, with her shoulders and thighs exposed. She doesn't look like a serious woman at first glance." "Jealous, you girls are just jealous. You are jealous that the people in the city are prettier than you and can dress up better than you." Seeing Maya's enchanting figure walking towards Francis's home, the villagers started talking.