Chapter 207

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On the day Xia Xiaowu was beheaded, many people went to watch. Shen Yuntang also went to watch. After he died in his previous life, his soul floated out of his body. He watched his corpse being casually rolled up on a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave, while that family continued to live their lives in harmony without any punishment. Even their own children affectionately called the people who killed their enemy as daddy and mommy. He was filled with resentment in his heart and wished he could tear their flesh and gnaw their bones alive.

This time it was his turn to watch the murderer who killed him being beheaded with his own eyes. He felt extremely happy in his heart. Cheng Yeran was afraid that he would be scared, so he came secretly, hiding in the crowd, and wearing a bamboo hat to disguise his identity.

The moment he saw Xia Xiaowu die, his body was shaking, the resentment in his heart disappeared, and his body felt relaxed.

He did not go to see Shen Yunfeng when he was exiled. His resentment towards Shen Yunfeng subsided after he scolded him that day. From then on, he would not be bothered by him if he did not see him.

After watching Xia Xiaowu's execution, he went home as usual. In the afternoon, he took a few children to the yard to pick vegetables. Many of the vegetables they grew were edible. "We will cook with the vegetables you grew tonight. What do you want to eat?"

Several children looked at their dishes with pride in their eyes and said they wanted to cook by themselves.

Shen Yuntang did not stop them, but took them into the kitchen and taught them how to cook.

The servants in the Cheng Mansion have gotten used to it. They know that Master Cheng is strict with the young master. For example, he has to dress himself, fold his own quilts, and even clean his own room on weekdays.

Lord Cheng asked his servants to help him clean the room, but asked the young master to do it himself, saying that he wanted to train him and not spoil him. The young master did not resist and did everything very well.

It is not uncommon nowadays to grow your own vegetables and cook them yourself after growing them.

Shen Yuntang taught them how to simply stir-fry vegetables and meat, and a vegetable noodle soup. The children learned very actively and followed the steps Shen Yuntang taught them strictly, adding only the few spoonfuls of seasoning Shen Yuntang instructed.

Finally, a table full of delicious food was prepared. Cheng Yeran just came home and saw them gathered around the table preparing to eat. He squeezed in as well, "You didn't prepare any portion for me, do you want to eat alone?"

"This is for Dad." Cheng Zhao pushed a bowl of noodle soup over. "Dad just praised me and said that my cooking skills are much better than his."

Cheng Yeran pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, cooking was his weakness, he got a headache whenever he cooked, he thought it was because he had no patience, but he was patient when doing other things. Later he saw a news report that an old lady got a headache whenever she wrote, so she couldn't even get a marriage certificate. He felt relieved, he thought that the headache whenever he cooked was just a disease.

He tasted the noodles cooked by Cheng Zhao, and the taste was very similar to Shen Yuntang's. It seemed that he did not inherit his genes, but inherited them from Shen Yuntang. "You are naturally better than me. You are our child, and you have inherited all the good points from both of us."

Cheng Zhao thought he was going to tell a joke to tease him again, but he actually praised him, "Dad, I'm not used to you talking like that."

"I'm praising you, but you're still not happy?" Cheng Yeran rubbed his head. "You'll be eight years old soon, and you'll be a big kid. When it's your birthday, I'll give you a special birthday present."

"What is it?" Cheng Zhao asked him curiously.

Cheng Yeran blinked at him and said, "Keep it a secret."

Cheng Zhao was a little anxious and looked at Shen Yuntang. Seeing Shen Yuntang smiling, he was a little anxious to know what Cheng Yeran would give him, so he asked Shen Yuntang: "Dad, do you know what it is?"

Shen Yuntang naturally guessed it, and he also shook his head, "You'll know on your birthday."

Several children nearby also looked curious, "On my birthday before, Master Cheng gave me a pony."

"Last time on my birthday, Master Cheng gave me a sword."

"What you gave me is a bow and arrow."

Several children said at once, "Brother, you are Mr. Cheng's biological son, this gift must be extraordinary."

Cheng Zhao knew that the things his father gave to these children were what they wanted most, and his father also told him that giving weapons as gifts to those children was not only because they were interested in weapons, but also because they would learn martial arts in the future and could protect him.

Cheng Yeran also joked that Cheng Zhao had a cold personality and always had a stern face, which made people misunderstand that he was provoking him. Those kids learned martial arts and could help him fight.

After hearing this, Cheng Zhao was very unconvinced and also learned some boxing and kicking skills, but he had not yet started learning weapons. He wanted to learn swords and knives, and later thought that long spears were also good.

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In trouble.

Is my father going to give me weapons too? What the second younger brother received before was a long sword. The sword could cut through iron like mud. It was obvious that it was bought at a high price. It was also very heavy. The second younger brother could not even lift it. The master who taught them martial arts said that he should wait until he grew up before using it.

Although it cannot be used now, my second brother spends a long time every day wiping the sword.

The other kids were extremely envious. After school, they would run over to watch with him. He was reluctant to let others touch it. Cheng Zhao also wanted to touch it. His second brother would let him touch the sword because he was the older brother. However, he could see the reluctance in his second brother's eyes. He had never touched it before. Could it be that his father was going to give him a sword this time?

If you give him a sword, he will learn how to use the sword; if you give him a knife, he will learn how to use the knife.

There is still some time until his birthday, and he can't wait to get to that day.

Schools and factories are all back on track. The sugarcane was also harvested recently. With the use of fertilizers, it is growing better than ever before.

The farmers in several villages made a lot of money. The farms had good harvests, so the farmers were given a lot of bonuses and each family got some sugar.

Previously, Cheng Yeran opened fertilizer factories in several villages and allowed people to get fertilizers on credit. Many people were dissatisfied and later jointly reported to the governor and sued him. Cheng Yeran understood all this and did not pursue them.

After all, this place is poor and many people can't even have enough food to eat. Without knowing whether the fertilizer is good or not, they are inexplicably burdened with debt. They will definitely feel dissatisfied and feel that they are being forced by him. However, if the harvest is good this year, they will naturally understand his hard work.

In fact, those people had already worshipped Cheng Yeran as a god long before Cheng Yeran cured smallpox. They naturally believed in the effect of the fertilizer and felt very guilty and regretful about their original actions. After the harvest, the village chief represented the villagers and sent a lot of things to Cheng Yeran, all of which were agricultural products grown by the villagers themselves. They also paid off the money owed to the fertilizer factory and said that they would need fertilizer next year and would never buy it on credit.

Cheng Yeran saw that the villagers who came to deliver gifts had gained weight and were in better spirits than last year. Their lives were better and they no longer had to endure hunger.

Cheng Yeran has always believed that when people are hungry and tired, they turn into beasts. Only when they are well fed, have surplus food in their hands, live a stable life, and live like human beings, can they talk about morality and kindness.

Before he came, the villagers had fallen to the point of selling fields and land, and even their children in order to survive. If this continued, they would probably have to eat each other this year, not to mention that there was a plague this year. It was Cheng Yeran who ensured that they had enough food to eat and saved them from dying from the plague. They truly regarded Cheng Yeran as a god.

Later, when Cheng Yeran was paving the cement road, no one objected and everyone cooperated very actively. Even in private, no one questioned him.

Cheng Yeran thought that paving the cement road would be like those farming novels he had read, where many people stood up to oppose or said some sarcastic words at the beginning, and then got slapped in the face. However, it ended up being very smooth, and many gentry donated money.

Cheng Yeran said to Shen Yuntang: "If it were in our village, I would definitely receive a lot of ridicule. I found that except for our hometown, the villagers all over the world are pretty good."

Shen Yuntang: "If you go back to build the road now, they won't laugh at you. It's just that your status is different. If you are just a guy selling dried tofu in the village and want to build a cement road that they have never heard of, what will happen?"

"You are right, but the premise is that I saved their lives. If you add this point, it might be different." Cheng Yeran said.

Shen Yuntang discovered that no matter what Cheng Yeran had encountered or experienced, he always retained his original innocence and believed that everyone in this world was kind.

After the cement road was repaired, the people in the city saw that the road surface was so smooth and flat that they didn't dare to step on it for fear of damaging it. But people always have to walk. The first person who walked on it tried it and found that the road was harder than he had imagined. He tried to jump twice, but his mother pulled him back. His mother said nervously: "Don't damage the cement road, Mr. Cheng."

"This road is very hard. Even if a horse runs on it, it cannot be damaged." After the man said this, the people around him stepped on the road tentatively, and it was indeed as he said.

Just at this moment, a few young boys passed by them on horseback. The sound of horse hooves clattering on the concrete road was particularly pleasant to hear.

If it was an old dirt road, a horse would have left a trail of footprints when passing through it, but this concrete road did not sink at all, so it turns out that horses can really walk on it.

With this concrete ground, it becomes much easier for people in the city to walk or push carts.

Yuanbao came over a few days before Cheng Zhao's birthday.

Cheng Zhao used to write letters to Yuanbao every month. Cheng Yeran said that writing letters could help him review the words he had learned, and also asked him to describe what happened that month.

Yuanbao saw Cheng Zhao mentioned his second brother's sword several times, so he asked Ye Gou to help him find one. The sword cost five thousand taels, which made Yuanbao feel painful, but seeing Xingxing happy was worth it.

Yang Shiming was busy with work and couldn't come, so he asked Liu Ya if she wanted to come together. Liu Ya brought the prince with her.

Before they entered the city, they imagined that Cheng Yeran's family was suffering in a poor place. The ground in the city was muddy, the streets were full of beggars, and the roads were covered with feces. They had to be careful when walking, otherwise they would easily step on shit.

But after entering the city, they were stunned. Before entering the city, the carriage was bumpy, but after entering the city, the carriage was stable. They lifted the curtain and looked at the road surface. The road surface was flat and clean, even smoother than the cobblestone roads in the capital.

The pedestrians on the street all had rosy faces, were neatly dressed and had smiles on their faces. After entering the city, I didn’t see any beggars. Even in the capital, there are beggars, but not here? Did he die in the last plague?