It is a hot July day, and even the wind blowing in your face carries a sense of heat.
Fu Xiaoguan and his party set out from Linjiang again and headed for the Xishan Villa in Xiacun.
As we walked along, the wheat in the fields had already been harvested, and the seedlings in the fields were green and growing well.
This is a good year. If there is no major change in the weather when the rice blooms, this year should be another bumper year.
This time, Fu Xiaoguan did not stay in those villages, and the convoy went straight to the next village.
It was very boring sitting in the carriage, so Fu Xiaoguan was naturally meditating again. He would certainly not give up on internal strength. Su Mo said that he entered the Taoist temple at the age of ten and spent a full three years until he was thirteen before he produced a cyclone in his dantian. What are you thinking about in just a month?
What are you thinking about...
Normally, Fu Xiaoguan could calm down immediately when meditating, but today he was quite irritable.
This was certainly not because the weather was too hot, but because of what happened when he met Zhang Pei'er yesterday. As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhang Pei'er's tearful face appeared in his mind. This made Fu Xiaoguan very confused. Could it be that the girl was the inner demon sent by God?
As for Zhang Pei'er, he couldn't say who was right or wrong. This was a collision of ideas from two different worlds. There was no spark, but it just exploded. Zhang Pei'er believed that feelings were cultivated after marriage, but Fu Xiaoguan believed that marriage should be done after the relationship was well cultivated.
There's no way to prove this—how can you prove it? Most people in this world get married first, and whether or not they have feelings for each other for the long years after marriage doesn't seem to matter.
So in the final analysis, it is more reliable to cultivate feelings first and then get married. Fu Xiaoguan does not want his married life to be reduced to the most primitive reproduction, so if he were to face Zhang Pei'er again, his choice would not change.
Thinking about it all the way, I untied the knot in my heart and felt a lot more relaxed.
It's about a lost girl who, when she first fell in love, inexplicably fell in love with someone she shouldn't have.
Yes, that's it.
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The convoy arrived at Xishan Villa at noon.
Zhang Ce took Fu Xiaoguan Chunxiu and Su Mo to the inner courtyard. The water was gurgling under the small bridge, and the air suddenly felt much cooler.
Fu Xiaoguan went to take a bath, had lunch, looked at the scorching sun, told Zhang Ce to invite three or five experienced farmers to come over at Shen Shi, and then went to his room on the second floor to take a nap.
Perhaps because of the fatigue from the long journey, he slept soundly and woke up at noon.
After sitting in the pavilion in the garden and drinking tea for a while, Zhang Ce came in with five farmers.
Wang Er has been farming all his life, and this is the first time he has seen such a vast and exquisite courtyard. It is also the first time he has been summoned by the master. He is very nervous, thinking that he has worked hard in the fields all these years and has not done anything wrong. Could it be that the master wants to take back the land because he is old?
But my children and grandchildren can continue to farm and do a good job of it.
Butler Zhang said that he was invited by the young master. He remembered that when planting rice, Butler Zhang marked out ten acres of rice fields and said that this was the young master's request, and two acres of them belonged to his family. What did the young master want to do?
He brought his son and three other farmers to Fu Xiaoguan, only to find that the young master was so young, and his heart skipped a beat.
A person with no beard on his lips cannot do things well, which is probably not a good thing.
But what happened next gave him a big surprise.
Fu Xiaoguan stood up, walked over, greeted them one by one, and invited them to sit down and have tea.
Drink tea?
Wang Er also drank tea, which was wild tea picked from the mountain. The young master's tea must be very good, but people like him should not dirty the exquisite cup.
So he bowed and said, "Thank you, Young Master. If you have any instructions, please let me know. We will do our best."
The other four people were also terrified. They had never seen such a scene before.
However, Fu Xiaoguan grabbed Wang Er's hand, pulled him to the stone table, and pressed him onto the stool.
"I don't have so many rules. You'll know later. Come here, everyone. How can I explain it clearly if you don't come?"
Although Chuck already knew that the young master had changed, he was still impressed by his transformation.
Su Mo sat by the stream and played in the water. He also glanced at Fu Xiaoguan twice, and the coldness in his eyes faded a lot.
Fu Xiaoguan filled the teapots one by one and handed them over. "It's too hot. Drink some tea to cool down. Don't be so reserved. I'm not a cannibal, right?"
The five farmers smiled innocently. Wang Er thought for a moment and picked up the teacup. The other four also picked up theirs hesitantly.
"That's right. I'll be relying on you for a lot of things in the future. You can come and go in this yard at any time. If there's a barrier between you, things won't get done well."
This kid is trying to win people's hearts, Su Mo thought.
But Fu Xiaoguan wasn't trying to win people's hearts; he genuinely liked these farmers and even felt close to them. This was because he had come from the countryside in his previous life and had grown up eating the food of hundreds of families in the village.
He liked the simplicity of these farmers and never felt that they were inferior. Although they did farm work, in Fu Xiaoguan's eyes, this was just a different division of labor in society, not inferiority.
"It's like this..." Fu Xiaoguan said as he poured tea, "I need to find a type of rice in the paddy field. When it blooms, a very small number of rice plants cannot bloom, or cannot form normal pollen. I don't know if you have noticed this situation..."
"Is what the young master is talking about... barnyard grass?"
The person who spoke was Wang Er’s son Wang Qiang.
"Come on, come on, describe to me what tares are like."
"That's it..." Wang Qiang glanced at his father, Wang Er, afraid that he had said something wrong or that it wasn't what the young master was talking about. "It's okay, just say it, say it boldly. Remember, in front of me, you can say whatever you want, even if it's about someone's sow giving birth to seventeen or eighteen piglets."
The five of them laughed innocently again, and the atmosphere became less solemn.
"It's like that on a seedling, some flowers will bloom, some won't, and in the end, no ears will form."
"That's it!" Fu Xiaoguan clapped his hands. "What's your name?"
"Wang Qiang, he is my father."
"I'll leave this matter to you and your father. As long as you find this thing, you will be in charge of this project from now on."
Wang Qiang opened his mouth wide, Wang Er was immediately overjoyed, and the other three also laughed at Wang Qiang.
"Once you find this thing, don't pull it out. Mark it clearly, and then I'll tell you what to do with it. Find as many of them as you can. Don't limit yourself to those ten acres of land. All of my fields within a hundred miles are within your rights. I say that. But I must warn you, finding this thing is difficult. If you're unlucky, you might not find a single one. But don't worry, don't get discouraged."
The five farmers left the courtyard, and Fu Xiaoguan walked back and forth under the shade of the tree. Chunxiu couldn't understand the young master's actions at all, and the same was true for Su Mo and Chuck.
"Come on, let's go take a look at the fields."
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