Because Mr. Wei was ill, Qingtian unexpectedly had two days of free time.
After returning from visiting the patient at Qin's residence early in the morning, Mr. Cen suddenly asked, "Qingtian, do you want to go with your great-grandfather to visit the farm outside Beijing?
"It's just after the beginning of summer, and the weather isn't too hot yet. It's the perfect time to go to the farm!
"The weather isn't too hot, the scenery is beautiful, and there are fresh vegetables to eat."
"That's great!" Qingtian almost jumped for joy. "I can take the spring ox horns and bury them in the fields to bless my great-grandfather's farm with a good harvest!"
"Of course I can. I've been thinking about this for the past few days!" When Mr. Cen heard Qingtian agreed, he immediately turned to look at Mrs. Ye. "We'll go this morning and be back tomorrow afternoon. Isn't that reassuring? How about you come with us?"
Mrs. Ye looked down at Qingtian and asked, "Is it okay for me to stay at the farm by myself for one night?
"Will you cry secretly because you miss your mother?"
"No way!" Qingtian said firmly, "I'm already five years old, and Daddy says I'm already a big boy!
"I won't cry as soon as I leave my parents like I did last year!"
"Okay, then I'll let you try it yourself this time, okay?"
"Okay!" Qingtian said to himself with great confidence.
So Mrs. Ye turned to Mr. Cen and said, "Grandpa, I won't go. You two have fun."
After she finished speaking, she saw Mr. Cen smiling at her.
"What? What did I say wrong?" Mrs. Ye said, and subconsciously reached out to touch her face to see if there was anything stuck.
"It's okay, I always felt that you two doted on your child too much, and I was afraid that you would spoil the child.
"Now that I see that you know when to let go and let the child try on his own, I feel relieved."
"Oh my God, old man, don't you feel guilty about saying this?
"Who dotes on Sunny the most in the family right now? If you claim second place, no one will dare claim first place!"
"I'm a generation apart, how can it be the same as yours?" After saying this, Mr. Cen put his hands behind his back and went to make preparations.
Mr. Cen didn’t bring anything with him, and almost all the things he loaded into the car were prepared for Qingtian.
I prepared several sets of clothes of different thicknesses, and also brought the quilt, blanket, and pillow that Qingtian used at home, for fear that Qingtian would not be able to get used to sleeping at the farm at night.
When Mrs. Ye saw this, she wanted to say something several times, but finally swallowed it back.
Forget it, it’s pointless to say anything.
The old man can definitely come up with a bunch of different kinds of nonsense.
After everything was packed, Meng Yu rode his horse in front to lead the way, and Shi Lei drove the carriage behind them as they left the capital.
Mr. Cen has two farms in the suburbs of Beijing, one of which he bought with his own savings.
The other one was awarded by the emperor.
The manor awarded by the emperor not only covers a large area, but is also not too far from the capital. It takes about half an hour to get there by horse, and at most an hour by carriage.
Moreover, this village is backed by mountains and faces water, and is surrounded by fertile farmland.
Of course, over the years, Mr. Cen has also cultivated many good things here. Not only can he satisfy the emperor and the nobles in the palace from time to time, but he has also made many discoveries that benefit the people.
Every time something new was produced on the farm, the emperor would give a reward.
Mr. Cen has never been a stingy person. In addition, he always felt that he was alone and that having enough money to spend was enough.
Therefore, every time there was a reward from the palace, he would give a portion to the people on the farm, and the rest was basically invested in the construction of the farm.
So over the years, Mr. Cen's farm was built better and better. Even the road at the gate was paved and compacted, and the carriage could hardly feel the bumps when driving on it.
"Miss Qingtian, look, we have already entered our farm.
"There is a river here, and both sides of the river are our land.
"Look, there are still many people busy in the fields!"
On a sunny day, I stuck my head out of the car window and felt the comfortable early summer breeze blowing towards me.
Unlike the city, the air here is filled with the fresh scent of various plants.
"Grandpa, can you please stop the car here?
"Let's go bury the Spring Ox Horns in the ground, shall we?"
"Of course." Mr. Cen was absolutely responsive to Qingtian's requests and quickly called out, "Shi Lei, stop the car."
Seeing that Mr. Cen’s carriage stopped halfway, the people working in the fields looked over here.
Meng Yu got off the horse and took a little girl who looked about five or six years old out of the carriage.
"Isn't this the old man's carriage? Why is there a little girl inside?"
"Whose child is this? He's quite handsome."
The people working in the fields were talking curiously when they saw Shi Lei helping Mr. Cen out of the car.
"Isn't the old man coming down too?"
"Could it be that the old man adopted the child?"
"Then you should raise a boy, right? What's the point of raising a little girl?"
"Master Cen is coming this way with the little girl, please stop talking nonsense."
Qingtian was skipping and hopping in front, looking back at Mr. Cen from time to time.
As we approached the edge of the field, the road became increasingly uneven.
Qingtian quickly stopped, waited for Mr. Cen to come to his side, then reached out and tried to hold his arm.
"Hey, dear, walk carefully and don't fall. I have your uncle Shi Lei to support you!
Seeing that everyone was looking over here with curiosity in their eyes, Meng Yu simply asked for instructions from Mr. Cen and then called everyone over.
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