The father and son chatted about some trivial matters, such as what Fu Xiaoguan did in the West Mountain Villa, and some things that Fu Daguan discussed with the grain merchants.
Finally, Fu Xiaoguan said that he wanted to see the agreement that Fu Daguan had signed with the people in the winery. Fu Daguan smiled and said that there was no agreement at all, it just turned them all into domestic slaves - only domestic slaves could make people feel at ease.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at his father for a few breaths before bursting into laughter. Fu Daguan didn't understand why, so Fu Xiaoguan said that old people are the wisest.
"The Linjiang matter is temporarily complete. I will leave for the West Mountain Villa tomorrow."
"You're leaving so soon?" Mr. Fu was very reluctant to let his son go. He hadn't even had a meal with his son since he came back.
"There are many things that need to be arranged and handled over there, and there are too few people available, especially trustworthy relatives... Dad, while you're still young, marry a few more."
“Nonsense!”
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The next morning, the sky was dark, the clouds were low, swallows were flying low, and there was a depressing heat in the air. It was expected that there would be a heavy rain.
Fu Xiaoguan and his three companions set out on this morning when a heavy rain was about to come, heading towards the west mountain.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Su Mo asked, turning around.
"I'm afraid the weeds I found with such great difficulty will be destroyed by this heavy rain."
"Is that thing...really that important?"
Su Mo and Chunxiu were present when Wang Er discovered the weeds. They saw Fu Xiaoguan run out, roll up his trouser legs and go to the fields.
"It's hard to find. I don't know if they've found it in the next two or three days. The flowering period is almost over. If there's only one plant and it dies, we'll have to wait until this time next year."
Su Mo didn't ask any more questions. He whipped the whip, and with a loud snap, the carriage sped away with a "Gee..."
The clouds were getting thicker and thicker. Although it was noon, the light was getting dimmer and dimmer. Fu Xiaoguan frowned as he looked at the inky low clouds outside the car window, becoming more and more worried.
When the carriage passed through the valley and was about to reach Yangjiaping, raindrops as big as beans began to fall down with a crackling sound.
Su Mo put on his bamboo hat and straw raincoat, turned around and asked again, "Stop or go?"
"Walk!"
In this rainstorm, this lonely carriage broke through the wind and rain and moved forward quickly in the vast rain curtain.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and lightning like dragons and snakes angrily tore through the sky, and then there was a rumbling thunder rolling overhead.
Chunxiu was very nervous as she pinched her clothes. Fu Xiaoguan looked up at her and asked with a smile, "Do you know why we always see lightning before we hear thunder?"
Chunxiu thought this question was a bit strange. Hadn't it always been like this? Was there any other explanation?
She shook her head, and Fu Xiaoguan continued, "There are two theories. One is that lightning and thunder originally occurred at the same time, but lightning travels faster than thunder, so we see the lightning first and then hear the thunder. The other is that because our eyes are in front and our ears are in the back, we see the lightning first and then hear the thunder. Which theory do you think is correct?"
Chunxiu thought for a moment and replied, "Eyes are in front and ears are in the back, right?"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said two words: "Smart!"
Chunxiu was secretly happy, thinking that the young master finally praised her.
This was just a small episode, and Fu Xiaoguan didn't have the energy to explain such boring things as the propagation of light and sound.
He looked out the window. His visual range was extremely short. If a carriage came towards him at this moment...
Su Mo pulled the reins, and the horse felt pain and stood up, but it continued to rush forward due to inertia and was about to fall to the ground. Fu Xiaoguan grabbed Chunxiu, and saw Su Mo rush out in a flash, holding up the horse with both hands. It rushed forward due to inertia and turned to the right. The carriage was thrown out and was about to roll over. Su Mo had already put the horse down, rushed back and kicked the carriage straight. A carriage on their right whizzed past.
Su Mo jumped on the horse and rode directly on the horse's back instead of sitting in the driving seat. The carriage accelerated and galloped away.
It was just a split second, Chunxiu turned pale with fright, and Fu Xiaoguan also broke out in a cold sweat.
Su Mo, on the other hand, seemed to be fine.
I have a bad mouth - so thought Fu Xiaoguan.
There was no more danger after that, but the rain continued to fall.
The carriage arrived outside the lower village. Fu Xiaoguan did not go directly to the West Mountain Villa, but put on a hat and got off the carriage by the field.
He walked towards the field where the weeds were found, followed closely by Su Mo and Chunxiu.
When he got closer, Fu Xiaoguan saw a man squatting in the field. He was also wearing a conical hat and holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
Fu Xiaoguan took off his shoes and socks and went back to the fields. The man turned his head and looked at him, and suddenly a strange emotion rose in his heart. That was the young master!
It was raining so hard, and the young master actually came to see me!
He is Wang Qiang, the son of Wang Er. He was ordered by his father to take care of this prodigal son. On this rainy day, he came to hold an umbrella for this prodigal son.
Fu Xiaoguan came to Wang Qiang and squatted down, looking at Wang Qiang and started to smile foolishly. Wang Qiang also grinned. Chunxiu wanted to cry when she saw this, and then tears fell like rain.
"Master, it's fine and growing well."
"Well, let me tell you, this barnyard grass will produce a lot of millet in the future. Right now, the rice yield is only a little over 200 kilograms per mu, but with this barnyard grass, this mu will be able to produce 500 to 600 kilograms, or even 1,000 kilograms."
"Really?" Wang Qiang couldn't believe it.
"Remember, Master, I never lie. So if you keep it, you are keeping hope."
"I believe in the young master. He is an educated man. My father said that we should just do whatever the young master says."
"It's right to listen to your father. Where is your father?"
"Over there, it's invisible because of the heavy rain. My future daughter-in-law, my mother, my father-in-law and mother-in-law...are there too. We found ten of these weeds and pollinated them according to your instructions. You once said that even if all the other rice plants in this field died, we wouldn't let them die. We won't let them die."
Fu Xiaoguan looked into the distance and indeed could not see any human figures. He breathed a long sigh of relief. Ten plants! How rare!
"Master, don't worry. Every tree is guarded by someone. The rain is too heavy. You should go back quickly. You are a delicate person, unlike us rough people. Don't catch a cold, or my father will definitely beat me."
Fu Xiaoguan didn't say anything else. He patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder, went ashore, twisted his shoes and socks, got into the carriage barefoot, and drove towards the Xishan Villa.
He did not expect that these simple farmers really took what he said to heart and carried it out so firmly.
Wang Er actually found ten male-infertile plants. One can imagine how much hardship and sweat Wang Er put in under such hot weather.
In order to protect them, the whole family held an umbrella for the plants in the heavy rain!
Fu Xiaoguan was very moved and decided to do something for them.
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