Chapter 205: First Release "Chi Huang... Is it really you? ...
Yu Chang was still very frugal with his words and did not answer.
Washing the inkstone is nothing strange.
This Miss Wen Xing seemed to be able to speak only a few words to Madam Wen, and she always ignored other people like them.
He hadn't held out hope.
For a moment, the three of them fell silent, each with their own thoughts, looking at Wen Yu and Song Linsheng in the fields.
Wen Yu's side was extremely lively. Apart from her and Song Linsheng, there were other workers who were teaching her enthusiastically.
Thanks to her photographic memory, she quickly learned the techniques and was able to not only separate and arrange the seedlings, but also almost completely transplant them.
"Thank you, uncle." Wen Yu thanked him repeatedly, happy that she had learned a new skill.
"Thank you." Song Linsheng also nodded with a smile.
"No thanks, no thanks." The man waved his hand nonchalantly, then asked with a hearty laugh, "Second Young Master, is your wedding coming soon? Congratulations!"
"I--" Song Linsheng's first question stunned him. When he reacted, he hesitated and didn't know how to refute.
"What good news?" Wen Yu leaned over to Song Linsheng's side, looking up at him and asking, "Could it be... about building a dam?"
The uncle smiled at the two of them, but said no more. He just bent down and went to the side to do his own thing.
Seeing that Song Linsheng didn't respond, Wen Yu bent down to plant the rice seedlings in the paddy. Then he stood up and thought, "If the dam is completed, can I transfer you back to Shangdu City to take up your post?"
Song Linsheng calmed down a bit, leaned closer to Wen Yu and said, "Probably not."
"Huh?" Wen Yu exclaimed in surprise, "What good news is this?"
wrong.
Wen Yu exhaled deeply. She couldn't say that. After all, developing water conservancy projects would benefit the people and Jiangyang Prefecture, so it could naturally be considered a good thing.
However, this doesn't bring any tangible benefits to Song Linsheng personally. How can this be considered a good thing?
Wen Yu pouted, and wilted like an eggplant hit by frost, but her hands did not stop moving, and she was still planting the seedlings.
Song Linsheng took in her expression.
He understood that Xiaoyu had misunderstood.
But that's okay. He didn't want to blindly agree to the good news, nor did he want to say against his will that he didn't expect it.
"Being in Jiangyang Prefecture is already a good thing." Song Linsheng explained in a gentle voice, without any regret or sorrow on his face.
And meeting Xiaoyu in Jiangyang Prefecture was a great thing.
Whenever he thought of it in his dreams at midnight, he would feel very satisfied.
"Alright!" Wen Yu pursed his lips and shrugged helplessly, "Whatever you say!"
After hearing that the eldest son had broken his promise and was determined to stay in Shangdu City, Song Linsheng just walked out and even said that Jiangyang Prefecture was very good.
Wen Yu puffed out her cheeks. She didn't know if Song Linsheng said that just to comfort her.
However, she didn't want to argue about this matter right now. She just wanted Song Linsheng to be able to return to Shangdu one day.
"Young Master—Young Master—"
The sound of inkstone washing drifted over from the ridge of the field. Wen Yu and Song Linsheng turned around in response.
"Mr. Song wants you to reconcile the accounts—Young Master—"
After hearing Xi Yan's words clearly, Wen Yu lowered his eyes to glance at the few remaining seedlings in his hands, scratched his head and said to Song Linsheng, "Song Linsheng, you go back first!"
Wen Yu shook the rice seedlings in his hand and said, "I'll come find you as soon as I'm done."
Song Linsheng opened his mouth, originally wanting to wait for Wen Yu to return with him, but the moment his eyes met Wen Yu's, Song Linsheng had no choice but to respond, "Okay, Xiaoyu, be careful."
Xiaoyu once said that she believed in him, and he naturally had to believe in Xiaoyu too.
She was never a delicate and frail young lady, she was Wen Yu.
"Yes, go ahead!" Wen Yu lowered his chin and gestured in the direction of the ridge.
Song Linsheng nodded, but before leaving, he straightened the bamboo hat he had previously put on Wen Yu's head to prevent it from blocking Wen Yu's vision.
Wen Yu stood quietly, letting Song Linsheng move, and then watched him move step by step towards the ridge of the field.
Uncle Song had been waiting for a long time, and Yu Chang, Lord Mu and Xi Yan were also waiting under the shade of a tree.
Wen Yu turned around and looked at the water flowing in the rice field in front of her. Because of her movements, the mud was stirred up, and the water in front of her naturally became even more turbid.
It is really like the situation she is facing now. Song Linsheng's fate is becoming more and more out of control, there is no sign of repairing the Shouyuan branch, and the future is also chaotic. No one knows where it will lead.
Wen Yu let out a breath, trying to get rid of the annoyance in her heart. She continued to bend over and plant the seedlings, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
Don’t people often say that one can fish in troubled waters?
Why is the water in the rice field in front of her so turbid, but she doesn’t see any trace of the rice field fish?
When we first went into the water, there were two or three fish here and there. How come there are none now?
Although he had doubts, Wen Yu did not stop what he was doing.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and there are flocks of birds. Although it is late June, Jiangyang Prefecture is not yet unbearably hot.
When Wen Yu finished her work and went to the edge of the field to take off her protective gear, she could not find any sign of Song Linsheng.
"Wash the inkstone." Wen Yu asked while adjusting her dress, "Where is your young master?"
"Uh, Madam Wen..." Xi Yan stammered, pointing to the distance with one hand, "Look—"
Under the tall and lush ancient trees, Song Linsheng was wearing moon-white clothes, standing tall and straight. He was surrounded by the greenery, like a beautiful fine brush painting.
The blue and white colors made his appearance even more dignified and elegant, but...
Wen Yu couldn't help but close his eyes, trying to see if he was too tired and his eyes were blurry.
Why does Song Linsheng seem to be leading a sleek...big yellow cow beside him?
"The young master and Uncle Song just settled accounts over there and haven't come back since." Xi Yan explained softly, looking at Song Linsheng with curiosity.
Wen Yu was puzzled. The yellow cow was not there when they arrived just now. Where did it come from now?
Thinking of this, Wen Yu handed the protective gear he took off to Xi Yan beside him and said goodbye hurriedly: "I'll go over and take a look."
I hope nothing happens to Song Linsheng.
Seeing that Wen Yu had finally reached the ridge of the field, Mu Tong wanted to come over to say a few words to her and also ask Madam Wen what she thought about rowing the rice seedlings.
"Madam Wen—" Mu Tong took a step forward, but only had time to see Wen Yu's hurried back.
"Let's talk later, Lord Mu!" Wen Yu's voice floated, but he didn't even turn his head.
Mu Tong paused, then put away his fan and put it behind his back, not forgetting to glance at Xiyan and Sister Wenxing on his left and right, "It's... not impossible."
Wen Yu's feet were flying as she advanced along the smooth road between the ridges of the fields. She seemed to have completely forgotten the lesson of her fall.
Yu Chang looked at her receding figure and couldn't help but turn away.
The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten.
Song Linsheng's figure was getting closer and closer, and Wen Yu could see his eyebrows and eyes more and more clearly.
He is like a magnolia, blooming among the lush greenery, pure, elegant, noble and above the world.
"Xiaoyu, slow down." Song Linsheng saw Wen Yu coming from afar, so he stood up and went forward to greet her.
"Song Linsheng." Wen Yu lowered her skirt and stopped, "What are you doing here?"
The two finally met, and Wen Yu finally asked the question out loud.
"Well..." Song Linsheng pulled the reins in his hand, "An old man asked me to look after this cow for him."
As soon as Song Linsheng finished speaking, the big yellow ox that was originally behind him suddenly came forward, revealing its pair of horns that were hard to ignore from the side.
Wen Yu pouted. Of course she knew Song Linsheng was looking after a cow. She had just seen it from a distance...
But when she looked along the horns, she was suddenly startled, and even her gaze couldn't help but change.
"Xiaoyu?" Song Linsheng glanced sideways at the cow next to him, then looked back at Wenyu, "What's wrong?"
"By the way, Song Linsheng." Wen Yu looked up suddenly, then glanced around, "I, I'm a little thirsty."
"How about I help you look after the cow while you go find some water for me?"
Wen Yu blinked her eyes and looked at Song Linsheng expectantly.
Song Linsheng naturally would not refuse her request.
"Okay, then you wait here for a while." Song Linsheng handed the reins to Wen Yu without hesitation, "I'll be back soon."
Song Linsheng then glanced at the inkstone in the distance, and before he could, he reminded Wen Yu, "Stand here under the shade of the tree and wait for me. Don't walk around, or you'll get sunburned."
"Yeah." Wen Yu nodded rapidly, "Go quickly! I'll wait for you!"
Seeing that Song Linsheng had no suspicions, she immediately turned around and went back the way she came. Wen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before she could even finish her breath, she hurriedly took the reins and pulled the cow back to the old tree in a few steps, using its thick branches to hide her body.
Even so, Wen Yu was still worried. He looked around vigilantly, and then turned his gaze back to the strong big yellow cow in front of him.
"Order Huang!" Wen Yu said with shock and anger, "Order Huang you?"
The ox shook its head and pulled the reins back a little from Wen Yu's hand, as if it disliked that she was holding it too tightly.
But it didn't make any sound, only hot air kept coming out of its nostrils.
Did she make a mistake? Wen Yu was puzzled. Could this not be...
"It's been so long since you left, and you still remember my name is Chi Huang?"
Just when Wen Yu was wondering in his heart, the yellow cow mooed a few times, and the sound reached Wen Yu's ears directly.
Wen Yu's eyes froze, and she was stunned for a moment, but then she was surprised and happy. She immediately grabbed the nose ring of the big yellow cow and even touched its majestic horns.
"Chi Huang! It's really you!"
Since she came to the mortal world, besides her master, the person she missed the most was Chi Huang!
Now that he suddenly appeared before her, she was indescribably excited and happy.
"Yes, yes, it's me." Chi Huang said in a proud tone, but tilted his head to allow Wen Yu to touch his horns more easily, "It's genuine."
Wen Yu's nose and eyes wrinkled into a ball. She felt a little aggrieved at the sudden encounter. "Why are you here?"
"You left without a word, and didn't even bother sending a message to the Spring Temple." Chi Huang seemed dissatisfied, raising his head slightly, causing the ox's horns to rise. "I came to see how you were doing."
I'm afraid he has completely forgotten about him and the God.
"Chi Huang!" Wen Yu puffed out her cheeks, looking a bit like a spoiled child.
Seeing that the ox's horns were out of reach, Wen Yu turned his hand to Chi Huang's ox face, smoothed the hair on his cheeks, and patted the ox's face.
You won’t be angry anymore, right?
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