Sign In, Refresh A Male God In Ten Days

Chapter 113

Xi Yue first planned to spend money on a big deal, and Guangzuo stopped her: After all, they are new foreigners and people around them are staring at them. Too high-profile and eye-catching would be worth the loss. It is wise to develop yourself slowly and slowly.

So in the end, I bought a small manor for less than a thousand taels; the surrounding area was accompanied by a hundred acres of land, and the four households had been renting tenants who planted these land for generations.

A new site and a new home are waiting to be developed.

The part-time butler of Guangzuo and the tenants of the farm belonging to Guangzuo run to familiarize themselves with the surrounding neighbors; Linglong Obi Guangchen cleans the rooms inside and outside the manor, and takes care of Xiyue and Ling’er, who are just like people. The four people are very busy.

If you are in other places, you don’t need to think about it, you can buy directly or call the tenant’s children to wait. But here, they are not familiar with the place where they are born, and the tenants are basically Rong tribesmen. They don’t know the life habits of the other party at all, and they rashly introduced the manor, which might lead to misfortune.

Xi Yue felt that going on like this was no way. At dinner, taking advantage of Linglong’s free time, asked her to show her the tenant information book.

I turned it over, and there were four houses in total: one household with three households; one household with five households; one household with seven households; the last household was too exaggerated, with a total of more than twenty households.

Xi Yue’s mouth couldn’t close, she pointed and asked Linglong, “Why are there so many people in this family?”

Didn’t it mean that the ancient people died? This is called withering? How many generations are you in the same house?

Linglong stretched her head and took a look, then went back to eat, and said as she ate:

“Miss, this family is not separated. The two elderly people are in their 70s and have three sons and a daughter. The daughter is married, and each of the three sons has a daughter-in-law. The old house is big and there is no money left at home. There is no separation, and they all live in the old house.”

“The big room has two sons and two daughters; the second room has one son and two daughters; the three rooms have four daughters. The big room has two sons, two rooms and one son, and both have married wives. More than half of them are renting seeds from his family. Yesterday they also came to Zhuangzi to find Guangzuo, and wanted to find out about the rent payment this year!”

“Miss, collect rent this year, how do you plan to collect it?”

Speaking of this question, Linglong put down the tableware and looked through the account book:

“This year, the weather has been smooth. Guangzuo inquired about the surrounding neighborhoods. Most people have increased rent. Should we also increase by 10%? Good years have more revenue, bad years have less revenue, and the dealers are like this Convention.”

Xi Yue frowned, “How much does one mu of land produce? Is there enough food for tenant households?”

Linglong didn’t answer for a long while, so she raised her eyes and stared at her, and she lost her mind again. The amount of help–

During this time, everyone around me was in such a weird state: if I didn’t agree with her, I started to suffer from dementia.

Even Guangzuo who is so deserted, dare not look at her more now.

Xi Yue is entangled, is it necessary to wear a mask at home?

“Miss…”

Linglong approached her with her chest, and carefully dropped her fingers between her eyebrows: “Don’t frown…Your frown, I feel so distressed that I can’t help you smooth it…”

The melancholy and gloomy tone was three-point false, and it seemed to be seven-point true.

“Get out!” Xi Yue scolded with a smile: “Linglong, now even you come to amuse me——”

Linglong’s eyes regained her clarity, and she was embarrassed: “Miss, you can’t blame me…What did Miss ask me?”

Xi Yue drove her back to eat as if driving the flies: “I ask you, how much grain is produced in one mu, is there enough for tenant households?”

Linglong stayed in a daze: “Ah? This…you have to ask Guangzuo for this? Miss, I don’t know. When Guangzuo comes back, I will call him for you?”

Xi Yue nodded and leaned on the pillow.

She was seriously injured by Monroe that day, and even if Monroe rescued her later, she was greatly injured. Not only was she unable to move freely, she could only barely get some liquid food even when she ate.

However, Linglong was so busy that she had to eat and devour her, she watched it with gusto.

So Linglong is careful, and now she is deliberately not avoiding her for dinner.

After eating, Linglong cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks without touching her feet, and Jinger ran over to speak with Xi Yue. Two useless people can only report to each other in this way to keep warm.

As for Monroe, as soon as he entered the manor, he chose the bamboo building in the backyard to live alone. The low-key silence made everyone almost forget his existence.

The only thing to be worried about was Xi Yue.

She has been wondering how she can send this god away, but she has no choice but to think about it!

People came for Gong Jiu-Gong Jiu didn’t show up for a day, he didn’t leave the field for a day.

For a while, she didn’t know whether to expect Gong Jiu to come back, or not to come back.

Moreover, Monroe’s last words were almost imprinted in her mind:

Yeah…what are you? Who are you from him? !

Look out the window. The winter in the north is very cold, Linglong closed the windows so that only a small slit was left for ventilation, and a thick layer of window screening was also caged. She can’t see anything.

After thinking about Hui Gongjiu, I started thinking about Dage Shiwen again.

Counting the days, Dage should be back in Chicheng soon, right? With so many things happening, she doesn’t know what will happen. Even if she is a victim from start to finish, does Dage think she has too much trouble?

Depressed.

I’m not in good health, and I don’t even have a clear mood.

Seeing her, Ling’er closed her eyes from time to time, thinking she was going to sleep, reached out to tuck the quilt corner for her, and withdrew gently.

In the kitchen, she found Linglong who was struggling to move a big pot for washing, and hurried forward to help with one hand.

Linglong wouldn’t let her move: “Little ancestor! You go back to the room and rest, and finally healed your wounds. What should you do if you dislocate again? I can do this alone.”

Ling’er felt uncomfortable seeing her disheveled updo, sweating profusely, and round her greasy waist.

In the past, Linglong was a person who was more careful than her and also paid attention to her image. Nowadays, her delicate jade hands are rough, and she hasn’t even repaired the edges.

She really hates herself for being hurt at the wrong time! When Miss needs people most, she can only lie down.

Linglong finished brushing, got up to clean up the bowls, and saw her leaning against the door, she looked like weeping again, her head was big and she couldn’t say anything hard:

“Okay Little Sister, do you have something to tell me?”

Ling’er wanted to say something but stopped–she actually wanted to come and talk to Linglong: the problem of adding nutrition to Xiyue’s diet. Visibly with the naked eye, Xi Yue was getting thinner, but she couldn’t say anything to Linglong now.

After a while, he said: “It’s okay, I just want to see Linglong Big sis. Linglong Big sis, don’t work too hard, rest early!”

Linglong watched her leave and shook her head: “Weird.”

“Linglong Big sis!”

At this time, Guangchen sweated and walked into the kitchen carrying a large basket of chopped firewood: “The firewood is ready, I’ll make it for you?”

“No, build a corner!”

Linglong wiped the black ash on her head and face, and took out a large bowl of noodles that had been warm from the pot, on which lay two brown-cut eggs and a few half-baked greens. They were placed on a small table in the corner of the house. superior.

Firewood, just next to the small table.