It's like a godsend; someone just delivered a technician to my door.
Initially, thanks to its superior nutrient solution and fish food, it could thrive even if you fed it to chickens, ducks, and fish with your eyes closed.
Now that we have other methods to solve other problems, why not use them?
What if one plus one is greater than two?
Cheng Qingyan couldn't help but smile: "Then Aji, you and Shaowen should go to town together these next two days and ask the old folks if they want to come to our fishpond for technical guidance. If their skills are good, the wages are negotiable. Try to get them to come over and take a look at our fishpond."
Meng Aji was overjoyed, and a smile appeared on his honest face: "Really? Then I'll thank you on behalf of the old man!"
The old man has been recuperating at home since he was injured, and perhaps because his family is somewhat poor, it seems that his injury has not yet healed.
Thinking of this, Meng Aji wanted to ask Cheng Qingyan what to do about the old man's leg, which didn't seem to be healed yet.
But she was also afraid that if she asked, Cheng Qingyan would dislike the old man's mobility issues and abandon him...
Cheng Qingyan was immersed in her joy, occasionally throwing some fish food into the fishpond to attract the fish.
Ye Lingyu noticed that Meng Aji opened and closed his mouth several times, so she asked, "Aji, is there anything else you want to say? Just say it, don't hold back."
Meng Aji, clutching the hem of his robe, which was now crumpled from his grip, said, "Madam, it's that old man. He might not be able to walk very well right now, so if he comes over..."
These are all minor matters. Ye Lingyu casually said, "Aren't there horse-drawn carriages and oxcarts in the backyard? You can drive over and invite him over. Don't make the old man run around with you young people."
Meng Aji exclaimed "Hey!" with great enthusiasm, his voice full of joy and excitement.
With bright eyes, he stared at Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu, and finally, he knelt down and kowtowed to them.
The simplest way to express gratitude is, "How about I kowtow to you?"
Startled by the sudden kowtow, Cheng Qingyan dropped the fish food in her hand. What was the big deal?
Brushing the leftover fish food off his hands, Cheng Qingyan stood up: "The fishpond is well managed, and the fish are all growing very fat. Keep up the good work."
"When we pick up that old man tomorrow, we bring him home. We can't just take him to the fishpond."
Meng Aji scratched his head. He had originally intended to bring the person directly to the fishpond, but Cheng Qingyan had seen through his plan.
After giving them his instructions, Cheng Qingyan pointed at Cheng Shaowen and said, "You kid, hurry up and go home to rest. I don't want my second brother to come knocking on my door."
Cheng Shaowen's dark skin seemed to glow in the sunlight. How did this kid manage to tan himself like this all this time?
He was so dark-skinned, he looked like an African, which was really puzzling.
However, to my surprise, Cheng Shaowen has been raising fish all along. He hasn't been lazy or taken advantage of his position to slack off or do anything reckless. That's quite good.
But he was genuinely afraid of Cheng Qingyan. He didn't know why, but he hadn't felt afraid when his father hit him with a stick.
Whenever Cheng Qingyan put on a stern face or glared at him, he felt his legs tremble.
He was afraid of his third uncle from the bottom of his heart. His third aunt was much better; she was beautiful and gentle.
As the sun set, Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu returned home carrying chickens. Yun Yue had already gotten up and was playing with Jiang Jiang in the yard.
But Shen Ziyu and Ruan Banxia are still nowhere to be seen. Could it be that they haven't left the house yet? That can't be right. Has Ruan Banxia already been taken advantage of?
She missed out on the rest of the gossip when she left home, and now that she's back, these two gossips are just sitting in the house, refusing to come out, which is really making her itchy to see them.
Cheng Qingyan called Meng Chuying over and quietly asked, "Chuying, has your master returned to your side?"
Meng Chuying looked blank: "No, hasn't Master been resting here these past few days?"
Hiss~ Cheng Qingyan gasped!
A young woman and a man have been alone in a room for so long without any sign of coming out or any sounds of fighting. What are they doing together?
I really want to go to the front lines and witness the drama unfold!
What could Ruan Banxia, who has no sense of martial ethics, possibly not know about Ye Lingyu?
They were actually keeping it from them, doing something sneaky inside the house.
Cheng Qingyan anxiously peered out into the courtyard, trying to observe the situation inside the house through the closed door.
Ye Lingyu smacked him on the head: "What are you looking at? Come and help with the cooking."
Cheng Qingyan covered her head and followed to help with the cooking.
Jiang Jiang covered her mouth and giggled in Yun Yue's arms, "Hehehe, Daddy got hit by Mommy~"
Watching the excitement can be risky!
When it was time for dinner, Cheng Qingyan didn't ask anyone to knock on the door. She volunteered and darted out in a flash.
As if afraid the people inside wouldn't hear, Shen Ziyu's door was knocked on loudly.
"Is the door open? Open the door and we're eating! Open the door now!"
Ye Lingyu and Yun Yue also stood at the entrance of the dining room, looking towards Shen Ziyu's room, while Meng Chuying and Jiang Jiang craned their heads against the door frame.
They observed discreetly, lest Ruan Banxia become enraged and prick them with needles.
Shen Ziyu opened the door, and Ruan Banxia stood behind her.
Cheng Qingyan smiled maliciously and said, "Oh, you've had a long time to open the door. What were you doing inside?"
Shen Ziyu glanced at Ruan Banxia but didn't dare to speak.
Ruan Banxia deftly held a silver needle in her hand and waved it at Cheng Qingyan: "How about I give you a needle prick first, and then answer your question?"
Cheng Qingyan hurriedly took a few steps back. She didn't want to be pricked. The needle looked to be at least ten centimeters long. If it really pricked her, it would kill her.
That's so disloyal! He didn't even bother to share some gossip with her!
However, the atmosphere between Ruan Banxia and Shen Ziyu seems to have improved somewhat.
The tension has eased somewhat, but the ambiguous feeling from before hasn't returned.
Tsk tsk tsk, Cheng Qingyan gave Shen Ziyu a meaningful look. "I never expected this, Shen Ziyu, you really know how to handle Ruan Banxia!"
Ye Lingyu stood at the entrance of the dining room and shouted to the people who were standing in a stalemate at the door of Shen Ziyu's room: "Are you going to eat or not? If you're not going to eat, you can all stand there until tomorrow."
Cheng Qingyan was the first to turn around and run towards Ye Lingyu.
Of course we should eat. Why shouldn't we eat?
She not only wanted to eat, but she wanted to eat a lot more, to eat all the delicious food!
Let Shen Ziyu and Ruan Banxia eat bones and drink plain porridge!
They're so stingy, they won't even share any gossip.
For dinner, I stir-fried green soybean sprouts that I had picked from the field, steamed fish, and two soups: one chicken soup and one fish soup.
There was also a pigeon soup for each person, all steamed in small soup bowls, with one bowl placed in front of each person.
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