Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

The little boy replied sternly: "Back to the leader, the boy is named Zhao, and the name is Zizi, the leader can call me Zishang or Zhao'er."

Xu Yue patted his little head kindly, "Sima Zhao."

It turns out that your kid is Sima Zhao! ! !

Xu Yue suddenly thought of a question.

Is it possible for her to be stolen by Sima's father and son in the future?
"Boss, what are you thinking?" Zhao Bei followed Xu Yue all the way, seeing her thinking all the way, couldn't help but care.

Xu Yue regained her senses, faced Zhao Bei's concern, waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I'm just wondering if there are any mistakes in the arrangement of this year's Spring Festival Gala."

It is impossible for her to tell Zhao Bei that I am worried that my house will be stolen by the Sima family.

But thinking about it now, she is purely a sequela of the TV series.

Xu Jiajun's political system determines that power will not be concentrated in the hands of only one person. The division and reduction of power is almost impossible to re-establish the old imperial system.

Zhao Bei didn't think much about it, seeing Xu Yue mentioning the Spring Festival Gala, he tentatively asked:
"I heard that this year's party will be held at night, because you have a new artifact to show off, leader?"

Could Xu Yue know that his little thought was just to find out the news first, and go back to brag and show off.

"Temporarily keep it secret, and you will know when the time comes."

After leaving these words, Xu Yue simply didn't go back to the government office, turned around and walked towards the suburban school.

This year's party is not in the city, but arranged in the school grounds outside the city.

The place is spacious and can accommodate 3 to [-] people. There is no such a large venue in the city for the time being.

Zhao Bei watched Xu Yue go out of the city, and sighed itchy, the mouth of the leader of the underworld was too tight.

However, the more this happened, the more curious the big guys became.

In this way, the time has come to the Zhengdan day that the people in Hejian are most looking forward to.

It cleared up the day before, and the snow melted all day and night, and the unpaved section of the road was full of mud pits.

Fortunately, the school grounds had cleared out a piece of concrete as a performance stage early on, otherwise the performance of tonight's party would have turned into a puddle.

Faced with this emergency situation, the members of the drama troupe in charge of the gala immediately sent Wen Qing, a representative, to ask the Goddess for instructions if they could use spells to help clean up the venue.

Xu Erniang was also idle, she readily led the two children to the school grounds ahead of everyone else.

Except for the performance stage paved with concrete, the campus of Nuo University has already turned into a muddy swamp.

However, Wen Qing and others had covered the school grounds with straw overnight, so there was no problem for pedestrians.

But how is this enough?
Because this year's party was held, and it was heard that the leader was going to bring out a new artifact, people from all over the world gathered in Hejian for this purpose.

Just order casually in front of your own family.

But in front of outsiders, Xu Jiajun cannot be underestimated!

"Goddess, let's see what we can do? It will be the time for the party in five hours, and some villagers have already come here one after another." Wen Qing was so anxious that a blister grew on the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth when he spoke. It was bigger, and he gasped in pain.

Xu Erniang gave him a sympathetic look, pulled out her wand and threw out a holy light healing technique, the corners of Wen Qing's mouth deflated visibly with the naked eye.

Although it's not completely healed, it's more comfortable than before. I don't know how many times.

Wen Qing bowed gratefully to the Goddess, hugged her chest, and hurriedly discussed a solution with her.

Just as he was talking, Xu Dongbei raised his hand and said, "I can evaporate the water."

However, the ground that has already been trampled into potholes is ugly after being dried.

But much better than laying straw.

Xu Erniang nodded, first included it as plan one, and then looked at the other members of the art troupe, "Everyone has any ideas to speak out boldly, and I will try my best to cooperate."

Some people suggested that it should be frozen into ice, and it still looks taller.

Wen Qing immediately slapped that person angrily: "There are so many people, if one of them slips, all of them will fall down, and you will be responsible for the accident?"

The members scratched their heads embarrassingly, not daring to say any more.

Xu Erniang looked around the school grounds, put her tongue on her hips and thought for a moment, "Well, let's make a lawn now."

"Ah?" Wen Qing and the others were really dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"

Xu Erniang raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong with that?"

As bold as man is, so much magic is produced!
Let the northeast of her house evaporate the snow on the ground first, she is setting up a life formation, and finally let her daughter Pingyuan activate the resurrection magic that she has studied for so long, isn't that what it is?

"Hurry up, go to the leader and ask for enough grass seeds!" Xu Erniang ordered.

Wen Qing nodded in a daze, and was pushed by the members, then rode on the fast horse and rushed towards the city.

When they reached the gate of the city, they walked on the cement road, borrowed the bicycle of the city guard, and rushed straight to the government office.

When Wen Qing asked for grass seeds from Xu Yue, the straw on the school field had been removed by the soldiers, and the ground had been hardened by Xu Dongbei's magical evaporation.

Wen Qing walked in a hurry and almost tripped over a raised rut.

"The seeds are here!" Wen Qing looked at Xu Dongbei who was sitting on the pile of straw sipping milk tea tiredly, holding the seeds in a daze, not knowing who to hand them to.

Xu Erniang was already standing on the performance stage in the middle, reciting the lengthy incantation silently with her eyes closed, and activated the formation.

A six-pointed star continued to enlarge over the school field, and finally enveloped the entire school field.

And Xu Pingyuan was standing on the dry mud field where the audience was watching, pouted his buttocks and kicked the mud.

In the end, Xu Dongbei, who finished drinking the milk tea, said in a milky voice: "Have someone spread the grass seeds evenly on the school field, A Niang said."

"oh oh!"

Wen Qing finally got his direction again, and mobilized all the members and the soldiers in charge of security. There were many people and strength, and all the grass seeds were sown in a short while.

"Exit the school grounds." Xu Dongbei stood on the straw pile and directed again. He was a small person, and it seemed like that when he directed others.

Ever since, everyone except the mother and daughter retreated outside the formation.

Wen Qing hugged Xu Dongbei, the little guy twisted his body and slid down the ground, and said very seriously:
"Thank you, Uncle Wenqing, but grandpa said that I am already three years old and I am a little man, so I can no longer be hugged by adults."

Wen Qing wiped the sweat from his head, nodded gently, showing respect.

Looking up, the whole person was stunned.

I saw that the white light had covered the entire school field at some point, and a little bit of drizzle fell, and the originally withered, yellow, dry and hard land became soft, and the soil gradually covered the grass seeds that had been sown earlier.

Then, in the drizzle, the muddy ground trembled, and a little bit of green came out forcefully, and finally broke through the ground.

They grow taller and taller, trying to stretch their branches, and finally, the muddy yellow school field becomes a refreshing green field.

The school field moistened by the drizzle exudes a refreshing fragrance, ushering in a spring scene in the cold winter.

"Grass, it's really growing grass!"

"The grass is really growing!"

All the onlookers cheered loudly, folded their chests with one hand, and murmured in a low voice:

"To the great God of Light—"