The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 59 Arranged Marriage

The mother told the father about the matter. Although Di Mo was a little confused, he didn't ask any more questions after Zhan Xiuyun said a few words. He just asked Xiuyun to pay more attention to her daughter's words and deeds, and don't do anything out of the ordinary.

After school in the evening, Zhan Jinfeng got into the carriage, and the man from Shuangyi's family became the steward, so he gave her one or two separate carriages. Although they were not very luxurious, she liked them, and the simple ones were the best.

The coachman was also a relative of Shuangyi's side, and he seemed to be calling him cousin. Human nature is honest and honest. When Shuangyi brought him, he said that he was reliable, so that she could be at ease.

Zhan Jinfeng accepted it. In the past few days, he seemed to be quite honest, didn't talk much, and was very dedicated.

So Zhan Jinfeng ordered him to go to the field in the outskirts. Today, he had ordered Nuan Yu to send the saplings there, hoping that his greenhouse had been completely completed so that the growth of the fruit trees would not be delayed.

As the carriage moved slowly, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to lift the curtain, and when she looked up, she could see the dim tree shadows on the roadside, and the faintly discernible red sun hidden behind the tree shadows.

The sunset is so beautiful that people can't help being a little intoxicated, and the mood gradually relaxes. In the haze, I don't know where the melodious flute sounds, catering to the warm and cold spring breeze, melodious and heart-rending.

Zhan Jinfeng listened quietly like this, the curtain on the window was completely lifted, and the voice became more and more real.

However, the sound of the flute seemed to be getting clearer and more beautiful with the wind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a man holding a jade flute outside the car window, his black eyes drooping slightly, and his jet-black hair dancing with the wind, catering to the beautiful sunset, like a blurred and graceful picture scroll at dusk. Thousands of words have been written, but people dare not break the beauty of this moment. .

Zhan Jinfeng just watched quietly, his slender body dancing slightly with the sound of the flute in the evening wind, Chen Shaoyan slightly opened his black eyes, and the slender eyelashes shook off a mottled shadow, intertwined in his eyes There is always a lingering look, and the lingering darkness drifts out.

Zhan Jinfeng stopped talking, just closed his eyes, and listened quietly until the song ended.

"How?" The man's voice came in through the wind, and Zhan Jinfeng just smiled: "Unfortunately, I don't know the rhythm, and I'm not your son's bosom friend."

Chen Shaoyan lowered his head, his black hair fell from behind his ears like a waterfall, and his eyes were dark and bright, looking at her gently.

"Where are you going? It's so late, I'll accompany you."

"Didn't my brother tell you?"

Hearing this, Chen Shaoyan couldn't help evoking a smile: "You and my two families are incompatible, why would brother Di say a word to me?"

This big fool!
Zhan Jinfeng complained secretly, reached out and lowered the curtains, simply out of sight.

"Since this is the case, the young master should avoid suspicion."

There was no movement outside, and after listening carefully for a while, it seemed that even the sound of horseshoes could not be seen, so Zhan Jinfeng let out a little breath.

This unpredictable person, who knows what he wants to do?
When they arrived at Zhuangzi, Zhan Jinfeng got out of the carriage, looked around and did not see that person, then she walked down, and when she looked up, she could see the endless sheds in the field.

Although they are not big, they are closely next to each other, and they are three stories high, which is very spectacular. Outside the courtyard not far away, there is already a small pool, which is now filled with water, but the channel seems to be It hasn't been fully dug yet, but it has begun to take shape.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhan Jinfeng went into the house and searched inside and out, but still couldn't find anyone, so she had to go into the shed.

The fruit seedlings brought over have been planted. Ye Laogui seems to be very proficient in the way of planting trees. The distance between each tree is just right, and the water channels are also led under the roots of the trees. Even the position of fertilizing is well done. It was marked, as if the most meticulous planning had been made, but the planted saplings did not show any signs of wilting, but were slim and graceful, with lush branches and leaves, and even the flowers were as charming and fragrant as at home.

After walking a few sheds, I saw Old Ghost Ye leading the people still busy inside. At this moment, he was so hot that he only had a single shirt left, and he could be heard yelling from a long distance: "Hey, hey! You don’t cherish the seedlings that aren’t from your family, do you? Take it lightly, will you?”

Hearing this, Zhan Jinfeng couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing out loud.

"Oh, little girl, come and have a look, how about it?" Seeing her coming, the old ghost greeted her excitedly, pointing to all the fruit seedlings and the spacious shed and asked.

Zhan Jinfeng praised him again and again, and the old ghost smiled happily.

Instructing the rest of the staff to work carefully, if they failed to do so, they would not be paid, so the old ghost led her out and returned to the house.

"Sir, I am really grateful to you sir during this period of time. My mother's illness is also the same, and the peaches at home are also sold by Mr. Li."

Ye Laogui waved his hand, and said in a small way: "It's okay, I'll save it all, as long as you can promise me one thing in the future!"

Zhan Jinfeng nodded: "As long as the master orders, Jinfeng will do his best."

Zhan Jinfeng looked firmly at the old man in front of him. This old man didn't seem to want to be as simple as he seemed, but it was just difficult for him to inquire about his identity now.

Leave a few bank notes, after all, Ye Laogui needs money to invite people or set up a shop, not to mention that someone in the family is very careful about their food and clothing in Taocui Garden, so she can't put too much money. at home.

He repeatedly told him not to use too much of the contents in the porcelain bottle, Ye Laogui agreed, then drove the people away, and continued to sneak into his shed.

Zhan Jinfeng could only smile helplessly, got into the carriage and prepared to go home.

The sun was about to set, and it was getting late, so she ordered the coachman to hurry and hurried home all the way.

And in the wind, the melodious and melodious sound of the flute came from nowhere, and the appearance of that person was like this ubiquitous music, appearing in front of his eyes from time to time.

Back home, Zhan Xiuyun hurriedly called her over and said, "Feng'er, your father came to find your mother today and said that he wanted to marry you to Uncle Guo's son."

Zhan Jinfeng's heart trembled, Uncle Guo was the prince's uncle Chang Chaoren, and his son, isn't he that local ruffian Chang Chaoren?
Zhan Jinfeng frowned, seeing the anxiety and worry on his mother's face.

"This Chang Chaoren's son heard that he was drinking and promiscuous, oppressing the village, his family didn't know how to control himself, and he was having an affair with a girl. What should I do?"

Seeing that her mother was so worried, Zhan Jinfeng had no choice but to laugh and said: "Mother, don't worry, sister Qiaoer is not married yet, daughters can't marry, not to mention that father just mentioned it, and didn't make it official, right?"

　Ask for tickets, ask for collection~~~~··
　　
　
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