Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"Grandma will bring some of our pickled bamboo shoots to Master Dongfang later." Xia Beibei continued.

"Okay, Jiu Niang, grandma will get it here." Sang Jinghong replied.

Dongfang Yu was on the side and nodded.

He had eaten the sour bamboo shoots before, the first time he came back to Beibei's room, she served him a bowl of noodles, and there were sour bamboo shoots in the dish, it tasted really good.

However, he should really thank Xia Guchun today, if it wasn't for him, Beibei wouldn't be so generous, this girl must be here to anger Xia Guchun.

Hey, if Xia Beibei could hear what Dongfang Yu was thinking, he would definitely slap his heart to death.

She is not that generous, but she prepares food for him every night and waits for him? If she hadn't been generous, she would have found a few pieces of wood and nailed the window at the back of her room.

"Master Dongfang, the sour bamboo shoots are in my house, look..." Xia Guchun hurriedly interjected.

He has sour bamboo shoots at home. His daughter pickled them by herself. They are absolutely the same as Xia Beibei's, because Xia Beibei taught her daughter.

If Mr. Dongfang can take things from Xia Beibei's family, then his family's.

"Mr. Xia, if you are fine, go back. Don't bother me to watch Miss Jiuniang's pickled vegetables. This method is quite unique. I have never seen it before." Dongfang Yu looked at Xia Gu coldly. Pure stared at it and said.

Xia Beibei rolled her eyes secretly, a certain prince, are you sure, have you ever seen someone pickle pickles? Don't pretend to understand, okay?

Really speechless.

"Master Dongfang..." Xia Guchun's face turned dark when he heard his words of chasing people away.

Why is he, the village head, not as popular as Xia Beibei, a little girl? Back then, the rich man in Anda favored Xia Beibei, but now, even Mr. Dongfang is chasing him away.

Where did he attract suspicion?

"Let's go, let's go, don't stick around here, it's annoying." Dongfang Yu waved his hands bluntly, and said with disgust with his thick eyebrows.

"Master Dongfang..."

"Miss Jiuniang, there are so many vegetables in your yard, you just collect them anyway, can't you keep them?" Dongfang Yu asked deliberately without giving Xia Guchun a chance to speak.

Xia Guchun: "..." He could only keep his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

He didn't dare to interrupt Lord Dongfang's interest, if he was interrupted, and Lord Dongfang got angry, maybe his position as the village chief would really be worth it.

"I can't help it. The weather is getting cold. It will snow soon. If we can't harvest it in time, the vegetables will be frozen." Xia Beibei replied flatly.

"Oh?" Dongfang Yu glanced at Xia Guchun, and saw that he didn't react at all.

If the village chief can put the livelihood of the people in the village in his heart, when he hears Xia Beibei's words, the first thing he will think of is that many people are learning how Beibei grows vegetables. Will their vegetables be frozen? Will it be a waste of money to die?

However, he didn't think of it at all.

After a while, Sang Jinghong brought some food from the kitchen and put it on the stone mill.

"Jiu Niang, it's already noon, don't be too busy, wash your hands and eat." She called Xia Beibei, and then looked at Dongfang Yu, "Master Dongfang, look, this is the chestnut cake my granddaughter made in the morning , the old man warmed up a bit, would you like to eat some?"

"Aunt Sang, what are you talking about? How can Mr. Dongfang eat this thing? No matter what..." Xia Guchun got excited when he heard what Sang Jinghong said, and let Mr. Dongfang eat the heated food up.