Chapter 118: No Hardship
After having breakfast, Hao Ren and Wu Yingniang asked He Yanqing to rest at home for another two days.
But He Yanqing insisted that his body was well enough to go out with Hao Ren and help with some things.
Although he himself didn't know how he could help.
Wu Yingniang and Hao Ren both had their own things to do. After giving some instructions to their three children at home, they went out in two different directions.
The first thing Hao Ren did in the morning was to go to the fields to check and discuss the digging of new ditches with the farming team.
He Yanqing followed behind, stepping on Hao Ren's shadow and the green grass.
Two handsome young men were walking one after the other on the hillside, forming a scene that could not be ignored.
From a distance, many villagers shouted to greet Village Chief Hao:
"Good morning, Village Chief Hao!"
"Village Chief Hao, have you had breakfast?"
"Village Chief Hao, are you going to the fields?"
Hao Ren agreed to all of them and answered the villagers with a faint smile.
When the villagers came closer and saw He Yanqing clearly behind him, they were also very enthusiastic:
"This must be the village chief's cousin, I heard his name is Ah San."
"Asan gets up pretty early."
"Follow our Village Chief Hao carefully and you will eventually become smart."
He Yanqing felt a little lost in the constant "Asan" calls: ...
Like Murong Di, He Yanqing got a new name in Black Bandit Mountain - Asan.
The villagers heard that Village Chief Hao’s cousin was called Sanlang, so wouldn’t the more intimate name be “Asan”?
If my cousin’s name is Jiulang, then everyone would call him “Ajiu”.
He Yanqing followed Hao Ren to the farming area of Black Bandit Mountain and saw that a large area as far as the eye could see was planted with green seedlings.
There were also some areas where crops were not planted with seedlings, but He Yanqing couldn't recognize what they were.
He only knew that these villagers had reclaimed all the arable land.
Fields have been cultivated on the gentle slopes of the mountains, layer upon layer like steps.
When He Yanqing saw the rice seedlings bending in the breeze and a line of egrets flying across the fields, a poetic feeling arose in his heart.
He wanted to write a poem and show Hao Ren his current literary talent.
"Ahem." He Yanqing coughed twice and chanted with great concentration:
“Takata is like a staircase, and Hirata is like a chessboard.
Suddenly a white egret flew over, breaking the green of the rice seedlings."
After He Yanqing finished writing the poem, he felt that it was very well done. Although the words and phrases were not gorgeous, they were still very vivid and fit the scene.
He wanted to ask Hao Ren's opinion and waited for Hao Ren to praise him.
He remembered that they, a group of young people, always liked to go out for spring trips, riding horses and driving cars, enjoying the scenery and reciting poems.
The apricot blossoms are blowing all over his head, and he is young and romantic.
"Brother...cousin, what do you think of my song..."
When He Yanqing turned around, he found that Hao Ren was no longer around.
He looked around and saw that Hao Ren had already walked to the ridge of the field, chatting and laughing with several barefoot villagers with their trouser legs rolled up.
He Yanqing quickened his pace and followed. When he got closer, he heard Hao Ren discussing with them:
"...the ditch extends to this side and branches off here so that the newly opened fields on both sides can have water."
"There may be more rain this year than last year, which will make drainage easier so we don't let the water flood the crops..."
He Yanqing stopped behind Hao Ren and couldn't get a word in.
He didn't know how to farm or irrigate, and his talent for writing poetry and prose seemed to be of no use at this time.
He Yanqing seriously felt that he should find some books on agricultural economics and water conservancy to read carefully later.
Just as He Yanqing was thinking, he didn't pay attention to his feet, stepped on the slippery mud, and fell into the field.
Bang!
The paddy fields are splashing with water during the rice planting season.
He Yanqing fell flat on his face in the field, his whole body soaked with mud.
"Hahaha……"
"Village Chief Hao, your cousin Ah San is so funny..."
"It seems like he's a little bit stupid, but it looks quite funny..."
Hao Ren's face showed a hint of helplessness:
"He San, go back and change your clothes and rest. You don't have to follow me."
He Yanqing climbed out of the mud like a drowned chicken, with a bunch of seedlings stuck in his hair.
"It's okay, cousin, I'm fine." He Yanqing said stubbornly.
Hao Ren walked back with He Yanqing:
"I've been in Lingnan for over ten years and have done a lot of farm work. It's not something you can learn overnight."
He Yanqing is a stubborn person:
"If I can't learn it in one day, I'll learn it in two, three... a hundred days. I'll definitely learn it."
He heard that Hao Ren had done many jobs over the years.
In his eyes, that meant he had suffered a lot.
He Yanqing also wants to experience that kind of suffering.
So he then carried water, chopped wood, washed clothes... the main purpose was to endure hardship.
Then he really suffered the most hardship he had ever experienced in his life.
He sprained his waist while fetching water, swollen his foot while chopping wood, and rubbed his hands while washing clothes.
Finally, he collapsed at the door with a pile of clothes in his arms, dizzy and dazed.
The old bandits in the mountains were all stunned.
This is the first time that they didn't torture anyone, but they tortured themselves to death.
It really opened my eyes.
But if you think about it, it seems like they haven't tortured anyone for a long time.
It's been too long since anyone has given them a chance to practice.
…
At the foot of the mountain.
Black Mountain Restaurant.
A group of guests came, speaking with obvious foreign accents.
"Boss, let's stay at the hotel." One of them took out his purse and poured out a few pieces of silver.
A female shopkeeper turned around and smiled kindly, but there was a big knife under the counter within her reach.
The Black Mountain Restaurant's branch at the foot of Black Bandit Mountain needed staff, so Bai Xun's fellow apprentices volunteered to work as shopkeepers and waiters.
Bai Yue: "How many rooms do you need? How many days do you want to stay?"
"Three rooms, three days."
"Okay." Bai Yue's nimble fingers moved back and forth on the abacus.
After Bai Yue quoted the price, the customer paid readily and pushed the two pieces of silver directly to Bai Yue.
Bai Yue kept looking at the person who came from the corner of her eye.
She and her third senior brother have been in the underworld for some time, so they can still tell a lot about people.
There were seven people coming, all dressed in plain clothes and with fierce expressions.
Five of them were obviously very polite to the other two, which showed that those two were the leaders.
He came to Lingnan from outside the province, but he didn't bring any luggage and walked lightly. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary businessman passing by.
The smile in Bai Yue's eyes faded and then deepened, and she asked casually:
"My dear guests, you are so generous, but are you here in Liangmin Village to do business and sell goods?"
"Yeah." Someone on the other side answered perfunctorily.
"Then I wish you a prosperous business. I'll have someone take you upstairs right away."
Bai Yue called over Bai Wuqian:
"Come, take these distinguished guests to the guest rooms on the east side upstairs!"
At the same time, he winked at Bai Wuqian: If there is a problem, keep a close eye on it.
Bai Wuqian, who was dressed as a waiter, immediately understood and smiled at the customer with an especially attentive smile:
"Come with me, everyone."
Bai Wuqian led the group to the three guest rooms in the eastern corner:
"Dear guests, we have arrived at our rooms. Would you like some food and wine to be sent to your rooms? Or would you like some water?"
The two leaders nodded and said concisely:
"No need for wine. Bring some chicken, duck, and other meat dishes, and some hot water."
"Okay, guests, please go inside and rest first."
Bai Wuqian turned around and went downstairs, having already memorized the characteristics of several people in his mind.
Three of them had scars on their faces, and four were armed.
The two men in the lead had big hands, thick skin and rough flesh, like they were practicing boxing and kung fu.
The movement habits and muscle proportions of the other few people are different. They do not practice the same kung fu or come from the same school.
Judging from his appearance, he most likely is a hired killer.
same day.
The news from Bai Yue and Bai Wuqian was received on the mountain.
When Bai Xun came to report the news to Hao Ren, Hao Ren was about to go check the mining situation of the iron ore.
The two walked downstream along the river.
Bai Xun frowned and asked Hao Ren:
"Village Chief, what do you say? Should we just arrest them and force them to confess?
A few small fish swam through the stream, along with tiny shrimps whose tails moved and retracted.
"No rush, don't alert the enemy," Hao Ren said calmly, "let's keep an eye on them first and see what they're up to."
After a careful inspection, I found out whether it was a small shrimp or a big fish?
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