Alas, it's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse.
"You're so fierce! I already said it was an accident. Who can guarantee that nothing else will happen? If you really value this pumpkin, why don't you dig it up and plant it yourself? That way you won't have to worry about anything going wrong." Xingxing said to Zheng Qingshu, word by word.
This was the first time Zheng Qingshu had seen Xingxing's face so closely. He had only thought she was pretty and charming before, but now, upon closer inspection, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
illusion?
Shaking his head, Zheng Qingshu shook off the jumbled thoughts in his mind, composed himself, and said with a smile, "What you said makes sense. I am indeed not at ease relying on you officials alone. I will arrange for some people to guard this place to ensure that the pumpkin seeds can successfully mature."
As a result, seven or eight hidden guards appeared near the Zhou family's residence. They were rarely seen, but this did not affect the lives of Zhou's eldest son and his family. None of them knew martial arts, so they could not detect the presence of the hidden guards.
Of course, they knew that there were people guarding the vicinity, but they didn't know where they were hiding or how many there were.
Since that day, the village chief has been going to the Zhou family's house to check on the growth of the pumpkins whenever he has free time. He seems even more nervous than Zhou the eldest, as if he wants to stay at the Zhou family's house until the pumpkins are ripe.
“I’ve kept all the seeds from the pumpkin you gave me. Although they’re not fully mature, I think they can still be planted, so I dried them all and stored them away. I’ll plant them next spring.”
The village chief looked at it with a look of appreciation, but he felt it was a pity. If he had picked it a month later, the pumpkin would probably have been ripe, and the seeds wouldn't have gone to waste.
Old Zhou chuckled dryly and touched the bridge of his nose. "No need for that. I'll give you another one when it's ripe. There are quite a few seeds in one melon."
“Alright, I’ll definitely take another one then.” The village chief immediately seized the opportunity.
Zhou Laoda chuckled a few more times and nodded, "I know, you're welcome."
"This is enough for our own planting. Let's give every household in the village a seed next year, so that everyone can grow pumpkins and avoid attracting envy," the village chief said earnestly.
"Okay, let's do it that way then." Boss Zhou had no objections.
If the pumpkins were planted in secret from the villagers, there wouldn't be any problems. However, once the county magistrate came to collect the pumpkin seeds, the news spread. Everyone knew that Old Master Zhou had pumpkin seeds, and they dared not say what might happen if he didn't share some.
In short, there are only a dozen or so households in the whole village. If each household gets one seed, it's only a dozen or so seeds. Once the villagers get the seeds, they can stay quiet. If people from other villages get wind of this and come to steal the pumpkin seeds, the whole village will be safer if they unite against them.
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