Chapter 682 Another visitor from Daliu Village
In the afternoon, the cicadas’ chirping penetrated the hot wind, disturbing people’s naps.
Xiao Nuobao simply stopped meditating, rubbed his numb little fat legs, and jumped off the bed.
Although Xiao Yi was too troublesome.
However, it was time to eat and drink, and life had to go on as usual!
Xiao Nuobao first went to Feng’s room, pouted his little mouth, and gave his sleeping mother a big smack.
Then he went to the small kitchen, found a white porcelain bowl, filled it with a full portion of red bean ice cream, and strolled around the yard to eat.
Dong Ge'er can already run and jump. When he saw the shadow of his aunt through the window, he ran out like a little mouse smelling the fragrance of oil, and competed with Chun Ge'er to hold the clothes of his aunt.
"Aunt~"
"Little Bubu~~"
The little Nuobao was surrounded by two little tails. After walking around the yard, he gave them the leftovers, making the two boys laugh happily.
"Little aunt is the best!"
Today, Jiang Fengze and Xiao Lanyi happened to have a half-day off, and it was rare for them to be at home.
Xiao Lanyi stretched her waist, and when she saw the little fat girl after going out of the house, she bent her eyes and raised her arms to hold her steadily.
"It's been a while since I accompanied you to go shopping. Alas, it's a pity that the military camp is too busy, and your third brother won't give me a day off." Xiao Lanyi said in a wronged tone.
"By the way, when we came back today, why did your second brother say that my uncle from the same family was not dead yet and was still alive in someone else's body?" He lowered his voice again, his big eyes full of curiosity.
Xiao Nuobao knew that he loved gossip the most, so he hugged his shoulders and whispered, "That's right, Brother Xiao, but he is too abominable. He stole someone else's body and wanted to be reborn in someone else's belly. Even Grandpa Wu's burp soup was probably avoided by him."
Xiao Lanyi listened while reaching out to fan the little fat girl.
But he also felt mixed emotions in his heart.
After all, the Xiao family was one of the two major families in Nanji back then.
Not only is the family population declining, but the only descendant of the main line is such a naughty boy. If the ancestors of the Xiao family knew about this, they would probably blow a hole in their ancestral tomb.
Xiao Lanyi felt a little sorry for the little fat girl, and reached out to pinch her chubby face, "You've been through a lot, wait, when this period of work is over, Brother Xiao will spend some money and collect more treasures, and then you can pick and choose as you like!"
Fengze finished practicing sword in the backyard and glanced at him helplessly, "You just ordered ten new clothes today, and you have already spent all the salary, not to mention that you have also taken my share, so you can draw fewer cakes for your sister."
Xiao Lanyi glared at him and planned to go back to the Xiao Mansion soon, "nurse the grandchildren and be filial" for a few hours, and guarantee that the wallet will be full again!
The little Nuobao was amused and giggled, and his short legs swayed back and forth, and several times he hit Chun Ge'er's head below, which was confusing but not hurting his brain.
At this moment, a servant suddenly came in to report that someone from the Liaodong Camp had come to report.
"Master, there is something strange outside the city!"
The soldiers looked nervous. After only a few words, Jiang Fengze and Xiao Lanyi's expressions changed drastically. They picked up their swords and went out.
Little Nuobao was a little curious and didn't know what happened.
She was about to step forward to ask, but at this time, the village chief also came to the Jiang Mansion excitedly!
"Nuobao, Fengnian, you guys come out quickly, someone from our Dalui Village has come to deliver Persian radishes!"
Hearing the voice, the Feng family woke up from their nap and hurried out of the house.
Indeed, according to the date, it was already the day for the harvest of Persian radishes!
More than a month ago, there was a letter from the village, but the Jiang family was too busy recently and forgot about it.
Feng walked to the door in a hurry, adjusted her hair and asked, "Village chief, who is here to pick us up this time? Did you pick him up?"
The village chief smiled and waved his cigarette, "I took Dawen and Xiaowu to the east of the city to pick him up, and we've already sent him to our Xiaoliu Village. Haha, you'll know when you see him in a while."
Seeing that the village chief was still keeping it a secret, Xiao Nuobao dressed up quickly, picked up his small palm-leaf fan inlaid with beads, and followed his mother and brothers and sisters-in-law to the village.
Just as they arrived at the village, they saw a row of carriages parked on the side of the road outside.
A man wearing a jade-colored long fir, with his sleeves half rolled up, looking like a scholar, limping on one leg, stood quietly by the tree.
It was Mr. Zhang!
"It's the scholar. He has difficulty walking, so he must have had a hard time on this trip." Feng recognized him from a distance and waved to him.
The little fat girl jumped off the carriage and ran over, her face flushed with joy, "Ah, it's Uncle Xiucai! I haven't seen you for a long time. Come and see Nuobao, see if I have grown taller!"
Zhang Xiucai looked up when he heard the voice, with a warm smile on his face and an uncontrollable excitement at the corners of his mouth.
"Nuobao, sister-in-law Jiang, I haven't seen you for a while. I, I'm here to bring you some radishes."
Zhang Xiucai was so excited that he stuttered a little and his face turned red.
Little Nuobao grabbed his big hand and smiled as he led the way to the manor.
"Let's go inside and talk. There's no rush for the radish. Sit down and rest for a while. We have to talk about the past." Mrs. Feng also said with a smile.
After entering the manor, Widow Gu took a few stools and everyone sat around the big willow tree. Just like in the village before, they couldn't stop talking once they started.
Mrs. Feng cared about the villagers and wanted to ask about all the trivial things.
Feng Miao waited for a long time and couldn't hold it in any longer. He squeezed over and asked the scholar how his playmate Wangfu was doing recently.
The village chief was almost in tears and laughed, "You kid, I'm Wangfu's grandmother. I'm not as anxious as you."
After everyone laughed and laughed for a while, they talked about the radish again.
Mr. Zhang said seriously, "Sister Jiang, since you left the village, you have distributed the seeds of Persian radish to us. This year is the most abundant year, with a total of 10,000 kilograms."
"As we agreed before, I brought 3,000 kilograms for you, and the rest, the villagers can sell it themselves." Mr. Zhang pointed to the convoy outside.
Now, the life of Daliu Village is getting better and better.
When going to Beijing this time, the villagers were still worried about Mr. Zhang and the radish, so they hired a lot of escorts to escort the team all the way.
Seeing those black-clad, muscular escorts outside the manor, who were only there to escort radishes, Little Fatty couldn't help but laugh.
The folks in Daliu Village are really simple and adorable.
However, Persian radishes are still a rare commodity in the Southern Dynasties.
If they were sold, it would take less than five or six days for the three thousand kilograms to be sold out.
Mrs. Feng did not delay, and counted on her fingers, distributing them to her relatives and friends first, "Quick, Fengnian, go out and get some back first, we will wash some and taste them first, we haven't eaten this for a few days, and I am craving it."
"And those who are friends with us, don't leave out any family, weigh 50 kilograms each and send them over."
"Go to Madam Xiao's house, Madam Wu's house, and the homes of several teachers in the Imperial Academy, Fengnian and Fenghu, you all go and send them." Mrs. Feng said seriously.
At this moment, everyone in the manor, looking at the baskets of "strange" radishes being transported in from outside, already knew to swallow their saliva.
Feng laughed, "As for the seeds from our farm, of course we should have a share!"
"Da Wen, Xiao Wu, you two go get a scale, and each family will get 20 kilograms. Next spring, I'll give you some of the seeds, and you can plant them on our farm then!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was delighted and smiled. After saying thank you one by one, they took their baskets and straw baskets and lined up to receive the radishes.
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