Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, and relying on water to eat water, the villagers of Fangshan Village have deep feelings for this place, and they went to the yamen several times to petition, begging to build river embankments.

But the surrounding area was desolate, and building embankments was a waste of time and money, and it was not considered a political achievement. Not only did the parents and officials refuse, but they became impatient when they saw the villagers, and beat them out several times.

From then on, the villagers became enemies with the yamen. When they met the yamen, they came to salvage the corpses in the river. The villagers raised the price because they were familiar with the terrain and the water quality was good.

"No wonder the big man wants to compete with the Yamen for business and earn money."

The yamen gave out porridge, and there was a doorway among them. The money given to the officials and yamen servants could be distributed to better tents, and the porridge was also dried at the bottom of the pot.

No benefits are given, only clear soup with little water is given, and the rice grains are clearly visible.

The big man is a bit suspected of taking advantage of the fire, but he does business fairly, and the people of Fangshan Village are only hostile to the people in the Yamen.

"They don't make money for themselves. Every household in the village distributes food and clothing uniformly. The money they save is recorded in a booklet and left at the village chief's house."

Ji Qiu went to several houses in a row and integrated the conversations of the villagers, which was almost unbelievable.

Not to mention the people in the village, even among relatives, there are many people who have conflicts regardless of the family, and the money they save is given to the village for unified distribution, and the energy is used in one place, which is surprisingly harmonious, which makes him very puzzled.

The youngest son of the village chief has a craft and works in other places, but every year when he returns to the village, he will hand over the money, and he does not hide anything private.

The money they got was just to make up enough money to build the river and ensure that their ancestors would survive in Fangshan Village for generations.

Days of wind and rain, the water in the canal swelled so much that the village head was very worried. The village had saved money for decades, so it was possible to repair a small section.

But now that the farming is busy, the price of asking someone to help is too high, and it will have to be postponed for a while.

Li Haitang thought of an idiom, "The Foolish Old Man Moved the Mountain. My ancestors looked stupid for a goal, but this kind of perseverance can move people. At this moment, she suddenly had a better impression of the villagers.

It was late at night, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Just now, the group decided to wait in a nearby town and rest for a few days before heading on their way.

In order to prevent his wife from traveling long distances, Xiao Lingchuan found a big man and borrowed the only ox cart in the village.

"The big man borrowed the ox cart so easily, this is not his style!"

In private, Li Haitang asked her husband, although the people in Fangshan Village are not bad, but they really need money, if they don't give some favors, the other party will not easily agree, after all, it is not related to each other.

"I promised him that when we get to the town, I will send a carriage to the village."

Xiao Lingchuan nodded. He had his own considerations for doing this. On the one hand, it was to express his gratitude. On the other hand, the speed of the ox cart was too slow. The villagers gave them help, and he hoped to repay them materially.

Li Haitang gave a thumbs up, her husband has considered everything thoroughly, there is really nothing for her to worry about.

On the second day, before dawn, the group of people had already washed up.

It was cloudy and rainy for days, and the walls were moldy and hairy. A mouse sprang out of the house from time to time, and one of them jumped onto the bed. Zhang Ruyi touched a furry thing in the middle of the night and almost rolled off the bed.

"Ruyi, go out and experience wind and rain, you are much more courageous."

Li Haitang sighed, from killing Chu Batian to escaping from death on the official ship, everyone has seen too many scenes, just a small mouse, nothing to worry about.

If it was in the past, according to Miss Zhang's temperament, she would scream and roll off the bed.

"Humph!"

Lu Yuanqing snorted coldly, but said nothing.

"Haitang, I... I'm still very afraid of mice."

Zhang Ruyi glanced at Lu Er's stunned man, her face turned red, it wasn't that she was not afraid, she was rolling, and rolled to Lu Yuanqing who was sleeping on the outside of the bed. So, with such an obstacle, she was spared from falling under the bed.

However, Lu Er was stunned, and was kicked down by Zhang Ruyi, hitting his head on the table leg, and his face was bruised.

Everyone: ...

No wonder Lu Yuanqing looked unnatural in the morning, and he was eating slowly. There was a small hole in the corner of his mouth. Li Haitang thought that Zhang Ruyi had committed domestic violence.

The road from Fangshan Village to the town was not easy. The ox cart was wobbly and stuck in the mud several times and couldn't get out. In the end, it was not the ox pulling the man, but a few people pulling the ox together.

When I went out before dawn, it was already sunset in the town. This is a small town near the canal with a small permanent population. After sunset, many shops are busy closing.

Xiao Lingchuan kept his word, bought a good carriage for the big man at the carriage dealer, and left some money as a reward for bothering him for many days.

The town is very small, and there is hardly any foreign population. In the past few days, too many boats were hit by disasters on the water, and some of the injured boat passengers stayed to recuperate, occupying almost all the inns.

Several people went to four inns one after another, but were told that there were no upper-class rooms, only ordinary bunks.

"Brother Xiao, what are your plans?"

Ji Qiu was delayed for a few days, and there were still business issues waiting to be dealt with, so he couldn't stay for too long.

"We have to stay and buy a carriage, and it will take two or three days at the earliest to get on the road."

Xiao Lingchuan counted the days, it was dangerous to take the waterway, it is better to take the official road instead, they have to take a long detour, and it will take more than ten days to reach Licheng.

Walking on the road for more than ten days, ordinary carriages and horses can throw people off their feet, so after buying the carriage, he had to make improvements.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave first. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. Let's meet again in Licheng."

Ji Qiu clasped his fists at the crowd, and changed his smile again. He waved his sleeves, turned around gracefully, and without looking back, his figure quickly disappeared into the corner of the street.

"He, did he leave just like that?"

Lan Yi lowered her head and spread out her palm. On it was a silver hairpin, which was the weapon she used to kill Chu Batian.

Killing people, she was worried that the blood would splatter everywhere, so she didn't pull out the hairpin. Later, when Xiao Lingchuan dealt with Chu Batian's body, she didn't mention it again.

Before Ji Qiu left, he didn't say a word to her, suddenly, Lan Yi was very sad.

The two of them were in the river, if Ji Qiu hadn't stopped those boat passengers grabbing the planks, the blue clothes would definitely fall into the river, and she didn't know how to swim at all.

"Brother Xiao, what is the enmity between Brother Ji and Chu Batian, can you tell me?"

Everyone was gone, and Lan Yi was still staring at the street where people had disappeared. How she wished that he would come back in the next second and appear in front of her again.

"this…"

Li Haitang glanced at her savage husband, feeling very embarrassed, it was Ji Qiu's secret, it was inappropriate for the husband and wife to expose their scars without the other's consent, so she planned to refuse.

"Can."

Xiao Lingchuan thought for a moment, and agreed immediately.

Ji Qiu really didn't think about returning the silver hairpin to its original owner? Xiao Lingchuan didn't believe it. A few years have passed, how long will it take in the future for Ji Qiu to walk out of the pain? When necessary, as a brother, he wants to add fuel to the flames.