Only this green, not disappointing the spring

I don't know what means Xuanyuan Yan used, but Nan Rongzhihe was ultimately unable to arrive in Shancang County three days later. As for when he would be able to come, that was unknown.

Baili Nanqing started to get busy again, still busy building houses. But this time he just built a few small houses, so he didn't need to make too much trouble.

The only trouble is that it is time-consuming and labor-intensive to transport various materials into the mountains.

It was not some other place, but the valley that Shangguan Qingyue and Xuanyuan Yan had discovered before. The house was built next to the valley, and a road leading to the valley was built. It was convenient for Shangguan Qingyue to go there to collect folk songs or for the whole family to go there for a picnic occasionally.

If Baili Nanqing had followed his idea, he would have built a house in the valley, but Shangguan Qingyue didn't want to do that. In her words, she didn't want to destroy the original ecological environment of the valley.

Although what my precious daughter said was a little strange, since she didn't want to do it, I just didn't do it.

As expected, the handicraft workshop became busy. The cotton socks that Shangguan Qingyue gave to Xuanyuan Yan began to be mass-produced in the workshop. The girls in the village had to run to the workshop without stopping after school every day.

Because of this, many families in the village don't want their daughters to go to school. Studying is not as important as making money.

Fortunately, Shangguan Qingyue had anticipated this and had Li Shoucai spread the word. No girl in the school should be left behind. During the harvest season, they would be given a half-month agricultural leave. The workshop would not accept girls who dropped out of school without reason.

In this way, if the men in the family want to earn more money, they have to work harder. The work that was usually done by the wives is now done by the men.

I had to learn everything from scratch, including washing clothes, cooking, taking care of children and cleaning the house.

There were a lot of jokes at the beginning. From time to time, there was a burnt smell coming from the village. As soon as you smelled it, you knew it must be the man from some family who made a big fire while cooking.

Then there were the cries of babies everywhere. In short, the house was in chaos because of the busy men. The women in the workshop complained, but they couldn't stop smiling.

They never dreamed that they could live such a comfortable life. Although the men made a mess of the house and sometimes even made things worse, they finally understood how difficult it was to be a daughter-in-law.

In addition, nowadays, women are the main breadwinners at home, so even the picky and mean mother-in-law has nothing to say. Not only that, she will also occasionally urge her son to be nicer to his wife.

The lives of the villagers are becoming more and more interesting.

Time soon came to the most important day of the year - the harvest season.

At this time, the fields are all golden, and the full ears of wheat bend the stalks, all neatly bowed. When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of cicadas, which makes people feel peaceful.

The wheat in the fields is ripe, and the whole village puts down their work and starts to get busy, from the elderly in their seventies to the three-year-old children.

The strong laborers are responsible for doing the hardest and most tiring work, including harvesting wheat, drying it in the sun, rolling it, raising dust, and bagging it for delivery to households. After completing the entire set of work, they will be exhausted.

The children each had a sack in their hands, running around to pick up wheat ears. The family members helped to collect them separately, and at the end they would exchange them for some fruits and snacks for the children.

Shangguan Qingyue's family is no exception. Every day, the whole family has to get up before dawn, wash up simply and rush to the fields. They don't eat breakfast.

The purpose is to finish farm work before the weather gets too hot, and then eat in the shade of the trees when the sun is shining brightly.

Xuanyuan Yan, who did not have to teach for the time being, also took four guards to experience the busy farm work. As a result, after cutting with a sickle for a while, he felt unbearable itching on his arms. When he lifted his sleeves, he found that he had a rash for some reason.

Zhao said with great experience:

"Mr. Yuan, you should take a rest. You have been poisoned by the wheat awns. You can't do this job."

When the guards heard that it was poisonous, their hair stood on end in shock. They all stood up and looked at Zhao. Xuan Si came over anxiously and asked:

"Grandma Zhao, you just said that the wheat awns are poisonous? Why didn't anyone tell you about this before you came? Is there an antidote?"

Zhao was frightened by the four people at first, but after hearing what Xuan Si said, she couldn't help laughing and explained:

"Young man, don't worry. We country folk are used to doing rough work, so we don't care about such a small matter. People with delicate skin will get a rash after being pricked by the wheat awns. It will heal after a few days of rest. There is no need for any antidote!"

Zhao didn't know Xuanyuan Yan's true identity, so she didn't know why the guards were so anxious. Shangguan Qingyue asked:

"Does the ointment that the gentleman gave me a few days ago work on this rash? I haven't used it yet. I'll give it back to you when I get home."

When it comes to this ointment, Zhu San is speechless. That is the best jade face regenerating ointment in the palace, a bottle is worth a fortune, and their good prince actually gave it to the girl in front of him as a hand ointment!

What a waste of natural resources!

However, it would be good to return it to their Highness. Just as he was about to nod in agreement, he was stopped by Xuanyuan Yan's look.

"That bottle of ointment is only useful for wounds. It's not suitable for my rash, so you can keep it for yourself.

Zhu San, go to Huichuntang in the city today to ask Doctor Zhang to prescribe some medicine. Since I have decided to experience the wheat harvest, I will naturally do what I said. "

Then he went back to work with his sickle, not caring about his swollen arms. When it comes to endurance, he is no less than anyone else.

Shangguan Qingyue stared blankly at the man in front of her who was hunched over and concentrating on cutting wheat. He had taken off his fine clothes and was wearing only a green cloth shirt and straw sandals, with only a black cloth ribbon tied in his hair. He no longer had the arrogance and indifference that he had when they first met.

At dusk, Zhu San drove a horse-drawn carriage back to the village. He not only brought back medicine, but also a whole cart of good things. The road on the mountain was difficult to walk on, so he simply found a few villagers, gave them some silver money, and carried the things up the mountain on a shoulder pole.

Looking at the big, round, green things in the bamboo basket, everyone was very curious. Someone couldn't help asking:

"Brother Zhu, what on earth are you asking us to pick? I've lived for more than 30 years and I've never even seen one. This round thing is really rare."

These were specially sent by their master from afar, and there was only one carload of them, so they were very valuable. But of course he would not tell the truth, and only said ambiguously:

"It should be some kind of fruit, I'm not sure. Brother, you have to concentrate, don't drop it, it will break if you drop it, it's very delicate!"

When the man heard this, he no longer had the mood to chat. He only earned a hundred coins by carrying two baskets of things. If they were broken, he might not be able to afford the compensation even if he sold them!

But this Master Yuan is really generous. He only gets eighty cents a day's work for others, so today he is getting a great bargain.

Shangguan Qingyue saw the baskets of emerald green things from a distance. She had a guess in her mind but was not sure. Her legs, which had been filled with lead, suddenly regained strength. She ran closer eagerly and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Watermelon! Oh my god, this is the perfect food for summer!" I wish I could just take one to the kitchen, cut it in half, and eat it directly with a spoon.