Yunming raised his sleeve, brought it to his nose, and smelled it. He was a little embarrassed, as he still had a lot to say to his third sister-in-law.
"Third sister-in-law!"
"Go quickly! I'll wait for you here."
In no time at all, Yun Ming came running back like a gust of wind, his hair still dripping with water.
"The Fourth Young Master really doesn't know how to cherish himself at all."
Qianxia couldn't bear to watch, so she pulled him down to sit and picked up a cloth to wipe him.
The gentle tugging on his scalp relaxed Yun Ming's tense nerves, and he squinted his eyes, finally feeling a little sleepy.
Lin Yinan held her teacup and said softly, "Tell me about the situation in this mountain stronghold. How many people are there in the stronghold now?"
There are about three hundred people, and the village chief manages all the affairs of the village.
Who is the village chief?
“It’s Sparrow’s father, his name is Zhao Mang.”
Zhao Mang? What a strange name.
Lin Yinan took a sip of tea and then asked, "How is the construction of the terraced fields going?"
"Uncle Lin has already planned everything. You should have seen it when you came. The irrigation canals are all finished. Right now, they are soaking the fields and preparing the land. After the fields are harrowed, the rice seedlings will be almost ready, and we can transplant them after the fields are harrowed."
During this period, Yunming stayed by Lin Shuo's side every day and learned a lot about farming.
"Where are the others?"
“We can’t neglect the work in the fields,” Chen Shi said, leading the villagers to harrow the fields.
Seeing that he was about to fall asleep, Lin Yinan said, "Go and get some sleep. Your second uncle will take care of things."
Chika had already dried his hair, combed it, and tied it up for him.
Yun Ming stood up and lay down directly on the bamboo bed in the room.
The guards outside the door occasionally gave secret signals to Yun Shiyi inside the room.
Lin Yinan was not truly oblivious to the commotion outside; her face immediately darkened, and a chill flashed in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"The village chief requests an audience!"
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