Chapter 242 Another Turmoil
Fang Bo is an experienced farmer, and with the collective help of the people of Fangjia Village, plus the assistance of the promoters, if these hundred or so acres of rice seedlings have not been completely poisoned, then the treatment will not be too difficult. The difficulty lies in determining whether they can be saved and how to do so.
Zhao Yunjing didn't have much experience in this area, so he stayed on.
Zhou Mujiao finally managed to get out of Xialian Village and see him. Since they went to the capital, they had spent less and less time together. After getting married, they spent even less time together. Others would be pregnant by now after a few months of marriage, but they were always on the road. They could count the chances of sharing a bed on their fingers. The time they could spend together now felt like a gift from heaven.
As she said, medicine and poison are inseparable, and her expertise can also be applied to agriculture. The people of Fangjia Village originally respected her as a woman, a beautiful woman, and a doctor, but they didn't really believe that she could do anything good in the fields. It wasn't until she conducted an "experiment" in front of them that everyone was convinced.
Zhou Mujiao was a local, and within half a day she became very familiar with the people of Fangjia Village. Seeing her approachable and down-to-earth nature, they gradually started chatting with her. She was also quite knowledgeable, and could handle any topic the villagers brought up. Before long, she became practically a daughter of Fangjia Village, and several of the village's elderly women would often hold her hand and say:
"Ah Jiao, don't panic. We think Lord Zhao is a good man. He's been in Fangjia Village for so long and has never even glanced at another woman. But even if he has wicked intentions, with us keeping an eye on him, we guarantee he won't make a mistake! If he does, we'll be the first to punish him!"
Zhou Mujiao smiled faintly, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, thank you everyone."
As dusk fell, the couple met at the small drying ground at the village entrance. Just as they were about to set off, several elderly women came up and pulled Zhou Mujiao away.
"Ah Jiao, it's so late, why don't you go back? You'll be coming over early tomorrow morning anyway. If you don't mind my shabby house, you can stay here for the night. Look at Lord Zhao's eye bags, that's the result of worrying and not getting enough rest!"
Zhou Mujiao turned to look at Zhao Yunjing.
Although they had been living together these past few days, they were both busy with their own things and could only squeeze out a few moments to chat before going to bed at night. In the dark, she hadn't paid much attention, but when she looked, she noticed that Zhao Yunjing's eyes were swollen, and she immediately felt sorry for him.
He frowned and said, "Brother Zhao, although Fangjia Village is not far from the city, it still takes an hour to go there and back. Why don't we stay in the village tonight and use that hour to rest?"
Zhao Yunjing looked at the vast rice paddies under the dark gray sky. The wind blew, and the rice seedlings rippled like waves, as if beckoning to him. The trees by the roadside rustled, as if also urging him to stay. He looked at his wife, who looked worried, and nodded, saying, "Then I'll stay tonight."
Zhao Yunjing and his wife stayed behind, while Hu Peiran and He Jiu naturally followed. The others returned to the city, leaving behind four or five guards to ensure their safety.
Grandma Cen's entire family perished in the flood, leaving behind a small house with a yard. Apart from her own room and the kitchen, all the other rooms were cleaned early in the morning, and even the bedding had been aired out in the sun. When you covered yourself with it, you could smell the sunshine.
Zhou Mujiao took a deep breath and rolled inside.
Autumn is approaching, and the nights are getting a bit chilly. Zhou Mujiao has been exhausted for days, and wrapped in a soft blanket, she feels so comfortable that she can fall asleep immediately.
But Zhao Yunjing was still reading under the lamp. His back was straight, and his butterfly-shaped back was poised to take flight. His bone structure was excellent. If he were in modern times, he could be discovered by talent scouts just by looking at his back.
"Husband~~" Zhou Mujiao called out sweetly from under the covers, her voice so soft it could make anyone's body go weak.
Zhao Yunjing felt as if the words on the book were dancing, each one seemingly making a seductive sound like a kitten. He didn't dare turn around, responded, and then looked at the words again, each one transforming into the image of Zhou Mujiao.
"My lord~~ come and sleep with me~~"
—What's so interesting about books? Can't we read them anytime? My wife is more important than anything!
Zhao Yunjing put down his book, leaving only a candle flame, and strode towards the bed. On the bed, his little wife was wrapped in a thin sheet, but just looking at her star-like eyes made his heart melt.
"My lord~~"
The moment she reached out, the blanket slipped off her body. Although she quickly grabbed it and wrapped it back up, Zhao Yunjing's gaze tightened.
She's so beautiful.
"Ah Jiao..."
Zhao Yunjing embraced him, showering him with tender kisses: "Thank you for always being by my side..."
Zhou Mujiao didn't say anything. She hugged his neck tighter and deepened the kiss.
The moonlight was alluring, the evening breeze gently tugged at the candlelight, and the world was quiet except for the chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs outside the window...
Zhao Yunjing woke up just as dawn broke.
The woman in his arms was sleeping soundly, her sleeping face peaceful and beautiful. He didn't want to let go of her, feeling that he could look at her face for the rest of his life.
But he still had a mission to complete, and he couldn't spend time with her in peace until that mission was finished.
He had barely moved when the woman in his arms woke up. He gently hugged her and kissed her: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
Just then, Hu Peiran's voice came from outside the door: "Brother Zhao, are you up?"
Everyone knows that couples spend little time together after getting married, so they generally understand that unless it's an extremely urgent matter, they won't knock on the door.
Zhao Yunjing and Zhou Mujiao sat up at the same time, and the warmth in the room dissipated with their movements. Both of them looked serious. Zhao Yunjing hurriedly grabbed the outer robe from the bedside and put it on as he walked, asking, "What is it?"
“Someone deliberately damaged five acres of rice paddies in Nanfeng Village last night.”
"Five mu?!" Zhao Yunjing flung open the door, his handsome face contorted with anger. "What's going on?"
"A madman, along with a few other madmen and a pack of dogs, went into the fields and destroyed all five acres of land beyond repair!"
Hu Peiran's voice was already trembling with tears as he spoke. Nanfeng Village was the area he was responsible for. Although the cultivated area was not large, the farmland was scattered in small patches, making it very inconvenient to manage. In addition, the people of Nanfeng Village were quite stubborn, and it took him a lot of persuasion to convince them to rush to plant.
He had vowed to ensure the villagers had a good harvest this season, but now five acres of his land have been destroyed in one fell swoop!
That was all the hard work he and the villagers had put in. So much of it was gone overnight. How could he not cry?!
Zhao Yunjing patted his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze: "Come with me to take a look."
"Brother Zhao, wait for me!"
They took a shortcut from Fangjia Village to Nanfeng Village, which took them nearly half an hour. When the group arrived, the madmen had already been brought under control. Some villagers threatened to kill them, but many others believed that the madmen were brainless and did these things against their will.
Upon seeing Zhao Yunjing, one of the mentally ill men's relatives shouted, "Lord Zhao! Fang Bo from Fangjia Village poisoned all the rice seedlings in the village and wasn't beheaded. My second son is an idiot, so you absolutely cannot behead him!"
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