Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

As soon as the group turned onto the official road, they saw Qiu Rongrong's motorcade.

In addition to her carriage, there are six carriages following behind. They are all the shopkeepers and others who came here to study with them before and are now going back. In addition to them, there are also the guys from the milk tea shop, a veteran with three A newbie just starting out.

At the roast duck restaurant, the two master chefs each brought an apprentice, who was responsible for roasting the duck. As for the assistants, they could be recruited in Fucheng or transferred from the teahouse.

When the two families gathered together, Qiu Rongrong called Wen Yao to get on her carriage. After the two of them were seated, Qiu Rongrong opened the curtain again and took a look outside and asked, "Where's Yi'er?"

Wen Yao leaned on the soft cushion and held a piece of snack in her hand. She smiled when she heard her words: "Hey, sister, you still remember that you have a son."

Qiu Rongrong embarrassedly lowered the curtain and asked the coachman to follow the Wen family's carriage, and then said: "This is not a business matter during this period. Besides, he is not very good in your home. You are his Uncle and aunt, what harm can he suffer?"

Wen Yao nodded: "That's true."

Qiu Rongrong couldn't be more relieved to place Xie Anyi in the Wen family. He can practice martial arts to keep fit, and he can also study with famous bachelors all over the world. Is there any place in the world that is more suitable for raising a son than the Wen family? ?

No.

Therefore, Qiu Rongrong has always been generous to the Wen family, delivering truckloads of things to the Wen family without blinking an eye. Whenever she gets something good from Jiangnan, she will immediately think of Wen Yao and the Wen family.

"I'm in Uncle Qiu's carriage with Datou and the others. Uncle Qiu gave them homework. Maybe all of them are worried right now." Wen Yao said happily.

Qiu Rongrong became interested as soon as she heard this, and pulled Wen Yao to ask what was going on.

Wen Yao told her this and that.

Qiu Rongrong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Those two from the Xie family are not the same thing. They tried their best to get what they wanted. As a result, my son wants to hide now. I don't know if these two people will be angry to death if they know about it."

Now that she is thanking her family again, Qiu Rongrong no longer has the resentment of the past, she just feels pity for them.

After she left the Xie family, life seemed to be not easy for the Xie family. They could barely maintain their reputation. She didn't know how much money the old lady still had in hand as the new year was coming soon and she had to send money to the master's family. Press box base.

But Qiu Rongrong knew that the old lady of the Xie family had money.

Sure enough, I had been too spoiled to them before.

After getting rid of the troubles of this family, Qiu Rongrong came over and asked Wen Yao: "Have you finished writing your storybook? Let me read it first. It's very boring on the road."

Wen Yao's small bundle contained the chapters of Journey to the West she had written, and she pointed at the small bundle: "Here, read it yourself."

Qiu Rongrong couldn't wait to open the small bag, picked up Chapter 1 and started reading. As a result, after reading it, she wanted to pounce on the book. Wen Yao had no chance to chat with her. She had no choice but to sleep boredly.

After sleeping enough, I used my consciousness to get into the space and study her messed up space.

The rice seeds Wen Xiuyi asked her to plant in the space have sprouted, but the growth looks bad.

It seems that apart from the functions of shopping and storage, this space is not capable of growing all kinds of things like the spaces in the hands of the heroines. It is really a waste of so many seeds.

But Wen Yao still patiently watered it every day, without even weeding, as there was no grass growing in this space.

Worried that they would not be able to see the sun, Wen Yao also spent a lot of money to buy an imitation sun light, but the battery was a bit useless.

Fortunately, the space also carries recycling garbage, otherwise, her space would be filled with empty shells of these consumables.

If space planting doesn't work, she can only count on Comrade Lao Wen. She has confidence in Comrade Lao Wen. He will definitely be able to do what he wants to do, and what she has to do is to give him the greatest support.

Because Qiu Zhi gave the Wen family boys homework, whenever the team stopped to rest, Qiu Zhi would lead them out to look around, and then continue on their way after resting.

Whether they were passing through towns or villages, Qiu Zhi would let them observe by themselves. What they could write in the final article all depended on their own understanding.

The group of people walked on the road for two days and finally saw the city walls and gates of Fucheng.

They knew they were coming when they heard the sounds of people on the roadside.

Everyone curiously opened the curtain and looked at everything outside. Old Man Wen had been to Fucheng when he was young. How many years had passed before he set foot on this land again.

Looking at the city gate that had become different now, Old Man Wen spoke to Luo Shi with emotion: "I didn't expect that we can still go to Fucheng to walk around with half of our legs in the coffin."

Luo Shi stayed away from him in disgust, and said, "Who can't stand up to you? I'm still young."

Yaoyao has said that she will take her to the capital in the future. That is a prosperous place. Where is Fucheng like this?

But despite this, Luo Shi still looked at the prosperous city that was completely different from Yunwu Town, full of curiosity and longing.

With Xunfeng leading the way, the group went straight back to Wen Zhai in Fucheng, while Qiu Rongrong took the others to Qiu Zhai. She had just arrived in Fucheng, and there were many things to arrange for the subsequent opening, so she had to go and make arrangements first.

As for Wen Yao, Qiu Rongrong asked her to settle her family first before coming to her.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate, Ming Gu, who was on duty at the porter, heard the noise and opened the door.

"Miss, you are here." Minggu hurried over and was about to salute.

Luo Shi subconsciously pulled Wen Yao back a step: "This is it?"

"Milk, this is the Minggu with abundant grains. Minggu, this is my milk." Wen Yao said.

Minggu quickly knelt down and saluted: "Minggu has met the old lady."

"Get up first. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later." Luo Shi has gradually gotten used to it, but he is still a little uncomfortable. He quickly calls Ming Gu up. It's a good harvest. How can anyone call him by this name.

After entering the door, Luo Shi realized that there were four people in Wugufengden.

"It's a good name. Hehe, it means bumper crops and a good harvest." Old Man Wen thought it was pretty good, pretty good.

Although Wen Yao and the others were not in Fucheng, they had always kept their home clean and tidy during the harvest season, and they could almost live in it just by taking everything in.

Mrs. Li had already taken Mrs. Cai to visit the big house in Fucheng. The two brothers Wen Xiuqing were also curious about everything here and eager to take a look outside the house.

Qiu Zhi picked a room and went to rest. He was very tired from the journey. He thought that leaving the capital would finally get rid of the fate of raising children, but he still couldn't escape it.

Sure enough, these monkeys can't stay together anytime and anywhere, because you don't know what they will do next second.

Without the restraint of Qiu Zhi, the boys were like wild horses that had escaped the reins.

"Fan Ziyi, are you familiar with Fucheng? Can you take us out for a walk?" Wen Fa couldn't wait for a moment. As soon as he opened his mouth, the eyes of the others also lit up and they looked at Fan Ziyi eagerly.

None of them had been to Fucheng. Only Jin Xiuyi had passed by before, but he was still young at that time and couldn't remember anything.

Fan Ziyi looked at his friends. Even the youngest Big Tou had a serious face, but the expectation in his eyes could not be concealed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but I have to tell the young lady and the old lady first."

"Oh, great." Wenfa cheered and ran inside: "Milk, milk..."