Chapter 288 Who will be responsible if my wife’s face gets chapped?
It was already noon the next day when Xu Yu arrived at Heiya Village.
But Sang Zhixia was not there.
Thanks to the hat covering his face, Xue Liu didn't notice Xu Yu's dark complexion. He spoke cheerfully, "The deed to Mo Ding Mountain has been issued. Lord Zhao will take it back to the City Guard to place his seal."
"Those in the village who are interested in joining the tea plantation have been preliminarily counted, and all the contracts have been signed and sealed. The leaders have been selected to lead the owners up the mountain."
A total of 163 tea trees of various sizes were discovered and identified by villagers in Moding Mountain.
The oldest one is the century-old tea tree that Lin Yun and his friends found on the cliff, while the youngest one is less than ten years old.
The yield varies depending on the year and the growth of the tea trees.
Sang Zhixia listened to the villagers talking for a long time, and finally decided to go up the mountain to see the situation in person.
Hearing is not enough, seeing is believing.
Such a large area was suddenly marked out, and Sang Zhixia couldn't feel at ease unless he went to check it out personally.
Xu Yu knew that doing things personally was Sang Zhixia's style, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Hearing that Lord Zhao was not there, Xu Yu's drooping lips relaxed a little, his tone still deep: "Who followed?"
Xue Liu lowered his head and replied, "Song Liu brought fifteen people with him up the mountain. I stayed in the village on the orders of the host."
Xu Yu paused as he took off his hat, puzzled, "Didn't they say all the village affairs were settled? Why are we keeping you here?"
Perhaps thinking of the two people who were sent back to Luobei Village covered in blood, Xu Yu's words were filled with a hint of anger: "Could it be that someone else is causing trouble?"
"Young Master has misunderstood."
Xue Liu tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, lowered his head deeply and said softly: "The boss said that the young master got the news last night, and there's no telling when he will arrive."
"The boss was worried that there would be no one left to guard the village, and that he would be anxious if the young master arrived and couldn't find anyone to question, so he specifically ordered me to wait here."
Sang Zhixia guessed from the beginning that Xu Yu would not be so obedient and stay at home all the time.
If Sang Zhixia wasn't really worried about letting others do the task of going up the mountain, he would most likely stay in the village and wait.
She knew Xu Yu would come after her.
Xu Yu felt a lot of cold wind blowing on the way, and his heart was full of anxiety.
But when he learned that Sang Zhixia had specially left someone here waiting for him, the inexplicable depression was swept away by the cold wind and dissipated unconsciously.
Xu Yu's movement to take off his cap suddenly abruptly changed. He lifted his hand and pressed it down, putting on the cap that was obviously a woman's cap. He exhaled slowly and said, "Lead the way."
Before going up the mountain, Sang Zhixia specifically asked the villagers about the specific locations of all the tea trees and circled a feasible mountain road on the topographic map.
As long as you walk up the mountain in the order she circled, you will definitely meet her.
The mountain road was difficult to travel on, and it took Xu Yu half a day before he heard the voices of people ahead.
Sang Zhixia was squatting on the ground observing the roots of the tea trees. He tilted his head as if he had sensed something and saw a familiar figure in black clothes with a sturdy figure and a green gauze hat on his head. A faint smile appeared in his eyes.
"No, why are you dressed like this?"
Sang Zhixia stood up, holding the small shovel in her hand, and walked across the crowd towards Xu Yu. "I thought you wouldn't arrive until at least the afternoon. Looking at your posture, did you set out last night?"
Xu Yu had been thinking of holding back and waiting for the man to get closer before responding, but when he saw the sharp rocks on the ground beneath his feet, he couldn't help but stride over. "Stand still. The road here is difficult to walk on."
Without waiting for Sang Zhixia to respond, Xu Yu, who was saying that the road was difficult to walk on, leaped over with big strides.
He held Sang Zhixia's hand with one hand, looked down at her muddy deerskin boots on her feet, and his expression looked much better under his gauze hat.
"Not too reckless."
At least I know that the road in the mountains here is extremely difficult to walk on, so I didn't just come up wearing embroidered shoes.
Sang Zhixia was amused by his teasing. She twisted his arm and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
"It was just too hasty. Otherwise, I should have changed into something thicker. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been blown away by the wind like this."
The wind is cold and strong in the mountains, and the higher you go, the more obvious the traces of the cold winter become.
Sang Zhixia thought she was wearing quite a lot of clothes, but when she reached halfway up the mountain, she realized how careless she had been in underestimating the enemy.
Xu Yu held her hand and squeezed it, and sure enough, it was as cold as ice.
Sang Zhixia opened her mouth and exhaled a puff of white mist, wanting to pull her hand back. As soon as she moved her wrist, a cloak with her body temperature appeared on her shoulders.
Xu Yu raised his hand and tied the cloak tightly, making sure it was wrapped tightly. He then took off the veil and placed it on her head, saying softly, "Since Mr. Zhao is not here, I don't have to cover my face, right?"
Sang Zhixia raised an eyebrow jokingly: "Is it really that necessary? Why do you hold such a grudge?"
Wasn't it just an emergency that sent the person back halfway?
It's been two days and you're still angry?
Xu Yu snorted coldly, "I won't wear it even if he's here."
"The mountain wind is so fierce, who will be responsible if it gets my wife's face chapped?"
A gauze hat is not suitable for this season, but wearing it on your head is better than nothing, and it is better than exposing your face to the mountain wind.
Sang Zhixia originally felt that the gauze hat blocked her view, but when she heard the undisguised bitterness in Xu Yu's words, she suppressed her laughter and put down her raised hand.
"If you don't wear it, it's just right for me to wear it."
"Now that you're here, let me show you something good."
Xu Yu let Sang Zhixia lead him through the crowd. Behind the huge crowd of heads, a tea tree tied with a red cloth was being stared at by so many pairs of eyes at the same time.
Everyone was looking at the tea trees, but the first thing Xu Yu saw was the red cloth that looked a little dazzling among the gray and white mountains.
Amidst a mix of curious and probing glances, Xu Yu said with a half-smile, "I heard that the rule at Mo Ding Mountain is that anything tied with red cloth has an owner."
The villagers who had just managed to smile looked embarrassed when they heard this, and no one dared to stand up and respond.
Xu Yu ignored this and glanced at Song Liu and the others, his expression unsettling: "You guys have really grown up."
"Just a few tea trees, and they almost caused a loss of life?"
On the way here, Xu Yu listened to Lin Yun's general account of what had happened.
When Xu Yu learned that Sang Zhixia had used a knife and drawn blood, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.
Fortunately, it was suppressed this time.
But there are always unexpected events.
What if a similar incident happens and Sang Zhixia gets involved in a bigger conflict? How will it end?
He always gave these people under Sang Zhixia only one instruction: no matter what, they must protect Sang Zhixia at all costs.
But today Sang Zhixia needs to come in person to clean up the mess for them, so what's the point of him arranging these people?
Is it to cause trouble for Sang Zhixia?
It was impossible to tell what Xu Yu was feeling at the moment after hearing these words, but Song Liu and the others all turned pale, including Xue Liu, and they all knelt on the ground without thinking.
"We are not doing our job well, young master, please calm down!"
Sang Zhixia looked at Xu Yu's cold and hard profile, her lips moved slightly, but in the end she said nothing.
Xu Yu hooked his fingers around hers under his cloak and said in a cold voice, "Calm down?"
"The trouble hasn't happened yet, so I have nothing to appease."
"Just remember this: if what happened yesterday happens again, you don't need to ask your boss for protection, and you don't need to come and apologize to me. Just end it on your own."
The intimidation brought by Xu Yu's cold words was more terrifying than the whistling cold wind.
Song Liu and others lowered their heads in agreement. The villagers from Heiya Village who followed them up the mountain to show them the way also quietly shrank their necks with an unknown fear.
A little further away, among the trees, the yamen runner who had helped Lord Zhao roll up the mountain was panting. Seeing that Lord Zhao had stopped moving, he tactfully lowered his voice and said, "Lord?"
After finally climbing up the mountain, Lord Zhao turned around decisively without hesitation and said, "Let's go down the mountain."
The yamen runner blinked in surprise and asked in confusion, "Sir?"
It took a lot of effort to climb up here, and I haven’t even seen Mr. Sang’s face yet. Why are you leaving now?
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