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Chapter 1121 What to Plant This Year (Part 2)
Xu Ziqing found a few people who had a good relationship with him, and together they carried the coffin to Nanshan.

I found a remote corner on the mountain, which would not hinder anyone's ancestral grave, and then began to dig a hole.

The coffin wasn't too big, so several people worked together, but within half an hour the hole was dug and the coffin was put in.

Because several people did not use professional tools, the coffin fell straight down, making a loud noise.

This was an extremely cheap thin coffin, but after such a fall, it cracked a little.

The faces of the others were embarrassing, after all, it was their negligence.

But who knows, Xu Ziqing started filling the soil without changing his face.

Several people looked at each other, then at Xu Ziqing, and saw an eager expression on Xu Ziqing's face.

Now, without wasting any time, they picked up the shovel and started filling the soil.

Spade after spade, and soon, the coffin was buried.

A new tomb stands here like this, without even a simple wooden sign.

On the way back, Xu Ziqing only felt relaxed.

The boulder that was pressing on my heart was finally removed, and I can live a good life in the future.

Looking back on everything this year, Xu Ziqing felt like he was dreaming.

Forget it, just treat it as a dream!

When I got home, it was already dark.

Xu Ziqing, who had been busy all day, was tired and hungry, and shouted loudly when he entered the door, "Hongxiang, are you cooking? I'm hungry."

Xu Ziqing's face sank after shouting twice without hearing a response.

Walking into the house quickly, there was no one in the kitchen.

Xu Ziqing walked into the back room, but there was no one in the back room.

Just as he was wondering, he heard someone calling his name in the yard.

Xu Ziqing walked out quickly, and saw his aunt standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Auntie, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, isn't it because you're not at home this afternoon? Hongxiang asked me to tell you that she took the child back to her mother's house for a few days."

After all, the man left.

Xu Ziqing was the only one left in the yard. A gust of wind blew past, making Xu Ziqing feel cold all over.

This home is so quiet.

In the past, it didn't seem to be like this.

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Hong Dou and Gu Zian returned to Gu's house together, and still wanted to laugh.

It's not that there's anything funny, it's purely out of anger.

Xu Ziqing was the most shameless man she had ever seen.

Thanks to An Mung Dou's calculations and calculations, he didn't expect to include his own life in the end.

The only child left behind was treated by Xu Ziqing as a hot potato, and he wished to give it to others immediately.

Seeing that Hongdou's complexion was not good, Gu Zian patted her on the shoulder, "Don't think about it so much, it's up to you to choose how you live your life."

Hongdou nodded approvingly upon hearing this.

If you have time to lament other people's choices and lives, it's better to have a meal, change your clothes and go to work.

Spring plowing has already started, and some people have already begun to plow the land.

They will open more than ten acres of wasteland this year. Even with horses and rakes, grass roots, branches, stones and other things still have to be picked up by hand.

If you want to plant food on time, you must hurry up and reclaim wasteland now.

Every morning, Xu Yibai would lead the horse to plow the field.

After lunch, they will pick out the mess together.

Although the speed is not fast, but if you do something every day, you can still have time.

Just, what are you going to plant this year?

"Brother Xiaoyi, what do you think we will plant this year?" Hong Dou asked Gu Zian for his opinion.

(End of this chapter)