Nongmen splendid, the master craftsman is three and a half years old

Fan Qirong looked at the leaving carriage unwillingly, "If Dajing has such an excellent husband, it is impossible for Jinling to have no rumors at all."

"Since nothing can be found out, it may be a young master who is not in the rivers and lakes. Such a person is not worth the trouble of the princess."

Dafu had noticed the sight behind him a long time ago, and smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth, "My host's man is not something everyone can imagine."

Squeezing her body closer to Man Man's ear, "Duanyang Festival on the fifth day of May, didn't Gaga invite you to watch the dragon boat race at Sixiang Lake."

"When the time comes, let's go together. It is said that many housewives will also go that day, and they will surely settle down a lot of young children from Jinling. I want to go and hear gossip."

Manman thought of Dafu in her mind, "Jingyang regards Sister Jia as a rare animal now, I don't know if she can go out."

"Besides, I'm a girl who hasn't left the pavilion to listen to this kind of gossip. Be careful in the vortex. Those back house witches have more eyes than the fish in Sixiang Lake. I'd better not go."

"Ah~" Dafu lay sadly on Manman's shoulder, "It is true that there is no one in our family who can play with his mind," he rubbed his chin and looked at Manman with a wicked smile.

"However, I think Xiaohe has some potential. It seems that he is really suitable for an official."

Manman shook her head and flicked Dafu away, "Our family has no background, even if Xiaohe can win a Jinshi, let him be a clean guy, it's better not to play tricks, it's too dangerous."

"Hmph, don't underestimate Xiaohe. If he didn't respect you the most, maybe you would suffer from him."

When Dafu saw the carriage arriving home, he flew over the courtyard wall to see the flowers and plants brought home from Fo Tuo Mountain. There were still several potted flowers that he hadn't found a chance to include yesterday.

From spring to summer, the days pass quickly, and for Manman, life is full and everything goes smoothly, but the news of Tianshan has not come to make people feel uneasy, even in midsummer, Jiangnan does not see much heat.

Mrs. Li looked at Yu Changsi and the others who came back, "Hey, with such a big basket of beans, it seems that the wasteland has a good future."

"Yes!" Yu Changsi smiled brightly on his coppery face, the sweat from his work was blown away by the evening wind on the road, and then the faucet washed his sticky face.

"In another month, we will be able to cook pods and eat them. I see that there are still people who cook them for sale."

Mrs. Li was flipping through two large baskets of vegetables, including vegetables and wild fruits, "It's just right, Damo, you can order some food first and send it to Gaga. Now Gaga loves these, and I will pickle them for her in the jar." The kimchi is also ready, you can send it there by e-donkey."

Although Damo is small, he has had good food and clothing in the past six months. Some people believe that he is fourteen to sixteen. Looking at the kind Li Shi with a simple and honest face, "Okay, ma'am."

Manman came back and looked at the sliced ​​melons on the table and the younger brother who had a mouthful of sweet juice, "I just told Ziyu that the melons outside are really expensive, why are you willing to buy melons, mother?"

Yu Wenhe wiped off the fruit stains all over his face with a small handkerchief, then reached out and handed a large piece of fruit that he was looking forward to to Man Man.

"Brother Yu also eats it. It's sweet. It's grown in our fields. It must be better than outside."

Mrs. Li put down her needle and thread and came out of the house when she heard the voice, "I heard from your father that the vegetables and fruits in the field are growing well, and the fertilizer you gave is really useful."

Taking the satchel carried by Ziyu, he looked at the two with a smile, "I don't think we can finish eating at home, let Chang Si pick it up and send it to the entrance of the academy tomorrow morning, you can take some to your colleagues."

"Master Huang and Master Mo have contributed a lot to the renovation of our house."

"Really so much?" Manman stopped eating melons. Although she was confident in the scientifically prepared organic fertilizers, this was a wasteland.

"Your father's face is full of smiles. You said that there are not many, but the son has been talking about the number of flower pedicles. Aren't you afraid that you will not be able to continue to let him pinch some? I didn't expect to pinch some, and these melons really grow faster. it is good."

Yu Changsi was weaving bamboo baskets in the barren yard behind him, several yards away, and he didn't know that his daughter was back until Manman found her.

"Hey, it's delicious. This melon grows very well. I saw a few ripe ones today, so I picked them. I have to stop them quickly, or they will be scooped up."

"This is Jinling." Manman sat on a small stool and looked at her father, her chin lightened, "Where did you come from? Jinling is not like Fengshu Mansion."

"It's okay to pick the fruit from the east's house and pick the vegetables from the west's house. If you are caught, you will be informed by the Xiang Cheng with drums and gongs to the neighbors. Not only will you lose money, but you will also be ashamed."

"I don't know." Yu Changsi looked proudly at the bottom of the basket formed in his hand, "This is from the mountain, but your father also made it secretly."

"Although Shuiliu Village is still a little far away from our home, there are also people in the nearby fields. I shaved off the leaves on the mountain and tied them back."

Manman is not the Holy Mother, this kind of trivial matter of plucking the government's wool is still acceptable, "But next time, don't go to the mountain to chop."

"Although there is no owner, it is still within the scope of Shuiliu Village. These people have a sense of territory. You are a foreigner. It will be bad to have a conflict at that time."

"No." Yu Changsi tilted his head and looked at Manman proudly, "I have a good relationship with Liu Wenhua from Shuiliu Village. He knows that you are warm to me as the head of the academy, and offered to help look after the melons in the field. What's the result?"

"Yo~" Manman got up and helped bring the soaked bamboo strips to Yu Changsi's side, "As expected of my father, he is good at dealing with grassroots organizations."

"Does he have any children at home?" He pulled the bamboo sticks and placed them next to his father, "Next time, you can take the books copied by Xiao He and give them to others. You can also bring some white paper, since they are made by yourself. There is no shortage of these."

"Okay, but these accidents, you don't need to say that I have already done it." Yu Changsi looked down at the work in his hand, his face full of complacency.

"If it weren't for that, why would people believe that my daughter is the head of the mountain? He even beat around the bush and said how could I raise scholars."

He raised his eyes and smiled at Manman, "But after seeing Xiaohe, it seems that you believed it when you heard the rumors from outside. Now people in Shuiliu Village are very polite when they see me, so don't worry."

Manman is busy with the affairs of the academy now, so she doesn't know that there is a legend about herself outside, and she feels relieved when she sees her father swearing by it.

Hearing the bell ringing under the eaves next to them, they knew that the front yard was calling for dinner, and the two father and daughter consciously put away their things and walked to the dining room.

As soon as Jiang Ziyu set the spoon and chopsticks, she looked at the two people who came in after wiping their hands, and greeted with a skilled smile, "Uncle Yu."

Yu Changsi now regards Ziyu as his half-son, and as soon as he sat down, he began to ask every day, "Ziyu, what do you say on Tianshan Mountain?"

"Our Yu family doesn't require eight sedan chairs, why does it take so long! Everyone around Manman now knows the relationship between you two."

He took the chopsticks and beat the pestle on the table, "If it doesn't work, even if you are a good gentleman, don't blame Uncle Yu for beating the mandarin ducks."