The carriage passed through the bustling streets. They could still hear the noise outside from inside the carriage. Their carriage shuttled through the streets and went away slowly.

Cao Xiangnan and Fang Ziye rode in the same carriage. After the current matter came to an end, they went to Fang Ziye's manor here. He has been busy since he came to Nanyang. Now the morning tea in Yipinzhai has started. Many people come to have tea every morning. The night snack stall has been opened. With Manager Zhou in charge, he has nothing to worry about.

They have always lived in Yipinzhai. I think Fang Ziye also did it for convenience. He has been busy these days and rarely saw Fang Ziye. Fang Ziye also has his own things to do. The two are busy with their own things. Because of running around in the past few days, Cao Xiangnan also visited Nanyang City and had his first impression of the city.

The carriage left the bustling street market, and the sounds behind gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of the wheels turning.

The two of them talked for a few words at first, and then they closed their eyes and fell asleep leaning against the soft person. Cao Xiangnan went outside and sat with the driver. The carriage came out of the official road and ran on the country road. There were fertile fields on both sides, and there was no end in sight. People working in the fields like ants could be seen. After the carriage

passed, Cao Xiangnan saw the large area of ​​plants planted on the side of the road, and then he remembered that the field was a cotton tree. But the carriage had passed, and he couldn't call for the car to stop, so he could only think about turning back to take another look.

Low houses began to appear on both sides of the road, and soon they arrived at the gate of a manor. The steward and servants who had been waiting there for a long time were in front of the gate. When they saw the master's carriage coming back, they hurried forward to greet him.

"Ah--" As soon as the carriage stopped, the people inside had woken up.

"Master, we're here." Ershun said standing outside.

"Yeah." The person who woke up responded lazily, and a jade hand opened the curtain. Ershun, who was waiting outside, held the master's hand, and Fang Ziye got off the carriage. The steward led the servants and walked forward, respectfully calling out, "Master."

"This is Master Cao, my distinguished guest." Fang Ziye responded and said to the steward.

"Master Cao." The steward bowed and called out.

The vermilion door opened wide, and he followed Fang Ziye in. On both sides were servants standing with their heads bowed, standing respectfully on both sides. The steward followed behind them with the servants. There was a large lake inside. The lotus flowers in midsummer were lush green, and the lotus flowers bloomed in it, adding a touch of bright color to this summer makeup.

They walked through the winding corridors, pavilions, and eaves. Only when they walked in here did Cao Xiangnan feel the difference in Fang Ziye's identity and the difference in the era he came from.

After entering the house and sitting down, a servant served them tea.

Fang Ziye took the handkerchief handed over by the little servant and wiped his hands. Ershun took it and put it back on the plate, and someone took the water away.

"Master, this is the account for last year." The steward handed over the account book.

"Put it there." Fang Ziye pointed to the table beside him. He was not very interested in these things now. After sitting in the carriage all the way, he was still a little sleepy. He yawned with his hands covering his mouth and leaned lazily on the soft couch at the back.

The steward put down the account book and retreated when the master waved his hand.

"Master, Ershun will ask the kitchen to prepare lunch for you." Ershun saw that the master looked sleepy and knew that he wanted to sleep. If he didn't eat something before sleeping, he would definitely sleep until the sun went down. The

master's health was not very good some time ago. Now he eats well and sleeps well. Now he eats well and sleeps well, and his complexion is better. He is also happy that the master has a good appetite now, and he is afraid that this is also due to Mr. Cao's credit.

"Well, go ahead." Fang Ziye waved his hand and let him go.

Cao Xiangnan took a sip of tea and looked around the house. There was a landscape painting hanging on the wall, and the small gadgets were exquisite and small, showing the wealth of the owner everywhere.

Such a house was not something that a person like him who did some small business could afford to buy, but no matter how rich Fang Zihua was, he was not jealous or attached to him. There was no greed in his eyes when he admired this house.

"I rarely come here once a year. I've been running around all over the place these years without a break. I've left a few houses there and rarely stayed there. Nanyang is a good place. The city is bustling, but it's always noisy, and it's not as quiet as here." Fang Ziye's tone was light, but one could tell how difficult it was.

"If you like quietness when you come to Nanyang in the future, you can live in the manor here. I'll tell the manager later, and you just need to come when the time comes." Cao Xiangnan nodded. He also appreciated the scenery of the mansion as he walked in. It was a good place. "Okay, when Wanfeng has a baby next year, I'll bring him and the kids to Nanyang to play." He thought of bringing Wanfeng and the kids here, just as a vacation, which would be nice.

Hearing Cao Xiangnan's expression when he mentioned the evening breeze and the child, Fang Ziye's eyes were filled with envy. There is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. He lowered his eyes and looked at his stomach, looking thoughtful, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

The two moved to the pavilion on the lake to have lunch. The lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom.

The breeze blew, and the two sat in the pavilion for a while. Fang Ziye was tired and went back to his room to rest. Cao Xiangnan followed the servant who led the way to the chamber prepared for him and went to bed to take a nap.

It didn't take long for him to wake up. When he woke up, he was in good spirits. Cao Xiangnan left the chamber, and outside was the servant who was sent to follow him.

When he went out, he met the steward. After asking a few questions, he learned that the large piece of land outside belonged to Fang Ziye, which naturally included the cotton field he saw when he came. He said he wanted to go there to take a look, so the steward arranged a carriage to take him out.

On the way, he met an old farmer, and Cao Xiangnan chatted with the old farmer for a few words. He

walked around here. The crops in the vicinity are growing well. The land here is fertile black soil, which is much better than the land in their Caojia Village. Naturally, the grain production is also several times higher. The sky

in the west was full of red clouds. At this time, bursts of fragrance came from the kitchen. The person standing at the door was stretching his neck to look inside. The person standing in front of the stove turned the chicken in the pot from time to time. Cao Xiangnan was going to make a dish of soy sauce chicken. He put the chopped green onions, garlic, coriander and mushrooms in and covered it with a lid.

"Master Cao is in the kitchen." Ershun said when he heard his master asking about Master Cao.

He took the water to rinse his mouth, and then wiped his face and hands with a towel. After waking up from a nap, Fang Ziye was in good spirits. Hearing that Xiangnan was in the kitchen, he must have been preparing delicious food in there, and a smile appeared on his face.

The setting sun was just right, so they had dinner in the place where they had lunch.

In the middle was a dish of soy sauce chicken. There happened to be grass carp here, so Cao Xiangnan made a fish head tofu soup, and fried the fish meat into pieces to make sweet and sour fish. A dish of pepper and salt shrimp, and a green vegetable, a simple four-dish and one soup, full of color, aroma and taste.

"Wanfeng and the kids at home love soy sauce chicken the most. Every time we cook one chicken, it's not enough." Cao Xiangnan pulled a chicken leg for Fang Ziye and put it in his bowl. He said, "Try it. If it's not tasty enough, add some soy sauce. The mushrooms inside are more flavorful."

"Miss them?" Fang Ziye joked, hearing Cao Xiangnan mention Wanfeng twice that day.

"Yeah, yes, I miss them especially when I go out. Yes, I just went to the cotton field and happened to meet an old farmer on the way. I asked him for some cotton tree seeds, thinking about going back to plant them and see if they can succeed." Of course, you have to say something when you take something from someone else. Cao Xiangnan plucked a chicken wing for himself and sat down.

"The farm should have harvested a lot of cotton. You can take some back later." Fang Ziye thought about it and called the manager to ask. He hadn't looked at the account book yet, so he didn't know how the farm's harvest was.

The manager came over to answer and stood outside.

"No, no, Ziyu, that's not what I meant." Cao Xiangnan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just wanted some seeds to plant back. "I know, I'm not giving them to you. I'm giving them to Wanfeng and An'an's children." Fang Ziye glanced at Cao Xiangnan. Because the meat tasted good and suited his appetite, he forgave him.

Ershun, who was serving on the side, covered his mouth and laughed. Seeing that his master had finished a chicken leg and was still looking at the chicken, Ershun pulled a chicken wing for his master, peeled the shrimps in the dish one by one, and put them there for his master to eat.

"..." Cao Xiangnan.

While Cao Xiangnan mentioned his wife and children from time to time, An An at the dinner table also asked about his father. The other two children did not ask, but their eyes were also looking at their Wanfeng. Qi Wanfeng saw that these children were looking at him, reached out and touched the child's head, and said, "Your father will be back soon after he finishes his business."

"Will Dad be back tomorrow?" An An asked his mother naively.

"Tomorrow? Maybe not so soon, maybe in two days." Qi Wanfeng smiled and said.

My husband has been gone for several days and has not come back yet. Now the child asks about his husband every day. In fact, it is not only the child who misses his father, he also misses his husband every day and hopes that he can come back soon.

After that day, his mother came to his house twice more. Qi Wanfeng did not invite anyone to sit inside. His mother jumped and scolded at the door of his house. Fortunately, several older brothers came over, and his mother and second brother could not do anything to him.

In the past, no matter how his mother and brothers treated him, he just endured it and swallowed it. Now he especially hopes that his husband can come back, and his mother does not dare to come to bother him every day.

Qi Wanfeng now knows that his mother came here just to ask for money. It seems that his fifth uncle has no money and wants to ask for money from his house. He would not give them money. He remembered that Am had given his uncle the two taels of silver that saved his husband's life. Now he did not want to give them a penny.

After dinner, the children would come to help him clean up the dishes and wash the dishes outside. Seeing that the children were so well-behaved, Qi Wanfeng felt that he was willing to do it no matter how hard the days were. After washing the dishes, he said, "Be good, Momo will do it. You guys go play." Seeing the children go play, the smile on his face deepened.