I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 550 The Slow Goddess

Time flies. When Owen left England for Qing Dynasty, Xia Qingdai was only a sophomore. When he returned to England from Qing Dynasty, Xia Qingdai was already a senior.

Xia Qingdai, who started to attend school as a day student in her junior year, has been doing so for a year without realizing it.

In the eighteenth century, most of the time spent on long journeys was spent on the long journey.

When Xia Qingdai first saw the historical records about this mission, she always thought that the record of the voyage was exaggerated. It might be that Qianlong did not welcome the British and spent too much time on the customs procedures, which led to the long voyage.

After experiencing it personally this time, Xia Qingdai suddenly realized that it took that long to get from Britain in the 18th century to the Qing Dynasty.

If things go smoothly for half a year, you'll have good luck. If you're unlucky and encounter some big storms, it's not uncommon to be drifting on the sea for most of half a year.

Returning to Fucui Villa after being away for nearly two years, Xia Qingdai felt a long-lost joy.

September is the harvest season, and the orchards and farms in the villa are full of fruits.

With the nutrient-slowing sticks that Xia Qingdai had inserted into the soil of the villa for three consecutive years, the land here became very fertile. Even though she had no chance to intervene during her long journey, the yield of the farmland and orchard in the villa was still several times higher than that of other places.

As soon as Xia Qingdai, the "world-traveled cousin", came back, she held an autumn picnic by the river in the back mountain and invited all the neighbors to join in the fun.

By the lake in the forest, where birds were singing and flowers were blooming, the bright sunlight shone through the leaves and fell on Owen's golden hair under the tree, making him seem to be shining.

Xia Qingdai lay on a wool blanket covered with flowers and looked at Owen with a silly smile. The beauty and the scenery were as beautiful as a painting. The scene seemed so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Everyone's skirts were touching each other, and there were laughter and joy. Children and dogs were chasing and playing. Not far away, there were cows and sheep leisurely eating grass on the grass. The whole mountain was filled with the colors of life.

The happy atmosphere of the small town countryside allows Xia Qingdai to temporarily forget the sufferings of another land.

"Here." Owen, who was under the tree, walked towards Xia Qingdai with two grilled fish, sat down next to her, and handed her one.

"Thank you." Xia Qingdai sat up straight and took the original grilled fish handed to her by Owen.

The aroma of wood and the fresh grassy scent of fresh fish entered her nose, whetting her appetite. She asked, "Is this the fish you caught this morning?"

"Yes," Owen replied with a smile, "very lively fish, and very fat."

"Haha, it's delicious!" Xia Qingdai praised. Looking at Mozart who was laughing in the crowd beside her, she was in a good mood.

This time, when Owen returned to the countryside, he also brought the Mozart family from London with him. It was a good hunting season, and they could have fun in the countryside, as there was no hunting ground in London.

After eating the grilled fish, Xia Qingdai suddenly sighed again: "This weather is so comfortable for a picnic. It's a pity that Jane didn't come today."

In this small town, the person Xia Qingdai cares about most, besides Owen, is Jane Austen.

During the time she was away, the biggest thing that happened to Jane was that her future brother-in-law, her sister Cassandra's fiancé, unfortunately died of illness before their marriage.

Recently, Cassandra, who lost her fiancé, was still deeply in grief. As her dearest sister, Jane naturally had no intention of going out to socialize and play.

Anyone who has read the biography of Jane Austen knows that her sister never talked about marriage again after that. I wonder if Jane's later choice of not getting married was also related to this.

It is very difficult to meet a "Mr. Darcy" in life, even if she is Jane Austen. Thinking of this, Xia Qingdai couldn't help but turn her head to look at the blond Owen. In fact, little Owen is not bad, with high appearance, good manners, and now he is an earl!
She smiled and asked, "Owen, what do you think of Jane?"

"Hmm?" Owen wondered why Xia Qingdai asked that, but he still replied impartially, "She is a lady with her own thoughts, very good."

"Yeah, you think she's good too, then you..."

Xia Qingdai started joking mischievously, wanting to ask Owen if he liked Jane, but before she could finish her words, she was suddenly interrupted by Owen.

"Ah, when do you think it would be best for me to go back to London? It's the social season in London now, and if I want to go into politics, I don't think I should spend too much time in the countryside."

Xia Qingdai's attention was immediately diverted: "There's no need to be so anxious. You just came back, why don't you relax a little? There's no such leisurely beauty as Fucui Villa in London."

"If I was just content to be a voting member in the House of Lords, then a few months in London every year would be enough. But now my plans have changed and I need to focus my life on London to facilitate the progress of my plans."

"Okay, then you watch it yourself." After hearing what Owen said, Xia Qingdai couldn't find any reason to object.

And for some reason, she didn't feel unhappy when Owen interrupted their previous topic, but instead felt relieved.

Well, it turns out that she is not suitable for a matchmaking.

Ever since Owen mentioned that he wanted to return to London, he was no longer obsessed with hunting and socializing, but was busy organizing the diary of his mission to the Qing Dynasty and preparing for publication.

For some reason, Xia Qingdai always felt that he was in a bad mood, as if he was holding something unhappy in his heart.

Owen became indifferent to the picnic and the dance, and it was boring for Xia Qingdai to do it alone, so Fucui Villa returned to peace after a brief period of excitement.

During this period, Xia Qingdai also took the time to go to Hyundai to take a driver's license test.

Now she and her brother are not poor, so buying another car is just a small matter. They just bought a new house recently, also in the same community.

Thanks to the songs of Owen and Mozart (mainly Owen), Xia Qingdai gained a place in the music world and gained both fame and fortune.

As for her brother, he seemed to have become a cheat this year. Not only did he sell the film and television copyrights of his novels and earn a lot of money, but he also became a cheat in criminal investigation and almost became the hero in his novels.

In the past, to win the third-class merit required risking one's life. However, after he had discovered his secret, in just one year, he had won one first-class merit and two second-class merits thanks to the various techniques that had penetrated his mind like a sudden enlightenment. He had become a legend in their institute.

Because of his rapid technological advancement, Xia Shanglu has become a popular figure in the police force and is often loaned out by the city to help.

As a result, he was so busy that he had no time to write novels. Since finishing his first novel, he has not started a new book.

Although he became busier and could not continue writing, and the situation he had finally created in the online literature world was wasted, Xia Shanglu did not care about it. Instead, he was quite happy.

The mulberry elm is lost, and the eastern corner is harvested.

He only writes to earn some extra money, and solving crimes is his life goal.

It was only after her brother won a first-class merit with his various talents and skills that Xia Qingdai realized that the original power of faith that the stone statue obtained when it first appeared was not wasted after it was fed to her brother.

Her brother's genes were modified by her, and she was finally able to share such a great treasure as the power of faith with her brother without any regrets.