The house is ancient, and was taken home by a rough man and spoiled

"That's really fate. Congratulations, Master Ye."

It took Huo Shizhong a long time to calm down, and he looked up at Ye Mufei.

Isn’t it fate?

He remembered that he and the old man from the Ye family had once joked about an alliance between the two families. However, the younger generations who got married at that time didn't like each other, and they, as the elders, couldn't force it.

did not expect......

Ye Mufei said a few more words about the children, and Huo Shizhong listened very carefully.

He wanted to hear more, and as he understood more and more, he was quite sure.

It’s his Huo Yuan.

However, given the current situation, they naturally couldn't stay any longer, and the Ye father and son said goodbye soon after.

After they left, Huo Shizhong sat there without moving for a long time.

"Someone is coming."

He called out, and a guard came forward.

"Did you hear what Lord Ye said just now?"

The guard nodded. He had been standing at the door the whole time, and the recipes for these dishes didn't sound difficult.

"Take it to the kitchenette. I'm going to eat it at noon today. Leave the box here. I'll use it for other things."

Huo Shizhong originally wanted to keep the box, but after looking down at the pattern on the box, he finally waved his hand:

"No need, take the boxes away too. I'll take a break first, call me when you're done."

The guard immediately took the order, called two people, and carried the box out together.

Huo Shizhong kept his eyes on the box until they walked out the door and "thoughtfully" closed it.

At this moment, the tears that had been refusing to fall finally burst out.

After two years, I finally got news about him.

As long as we know he is still alive, he can die with peace of mind.

Huo Shizhong held back his tears and finally smiled with relief.

Outside the door, the guards carrying the box had just walked a short distance when Huo Xiangdong came over.

As soon as he gave them a look, the guards immediately put down their things.

The box was opened in front of him, and Huo Xiangdong saw the contents with his own eyes before he nodded.

Several guards closed the box, carried it away and left.

One of the guards came up to Huo Xiangdong.

"They were all talking about the recognition of relatives in Beichang Prefecture, and they didn't find anything wrong."

Huo Xiangdong's gloomy eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm:

"The Ye family recognized a daughter, and there was such a big fuss. I thought they were recognizing a goddess of wealth."

The guard said boldly:

"Master, Su Wanwan and Shen Yuan now own a lot of land and have opened a workshop. Apart from anything else, their financial resources should not be underestimated."

Huo Xiangdong didn't care:

"You are so short-sighted. What's the point of just having money? Does the Ye family think that they can rest easy just because they have money? She is just a peasant woman. She is not a threat. The most important thing right now is the Daxin Mountains. You should deploy more people there. Don't expose them."

The guard immediately responded.

Huo Xiangdong took a look at the old man's room, without any intention of going in, and turned and left.

.......

It is a sunny and windy month in March.

Su Wanwan found Zhao Qinghai working in the field with cotton seeds.

In this season, crops grow fast, grass grows fast, and the villagers are busy again.

Most of the time I was weeding in the fields.

There was no herbicide at that time, so the weeds could not be completely removed with a hoe, and the weeds close to the crops had to be pulled out.

Some villagers also grow vegetables on the land owned by the agricultural bureau.

There are many vegetables that can be grown in this season.

Potatoes, peppers, cucumbers, lettuce, tomatoes, spinach, eggplants and so on have all started to be planted.

Some are existing vegetables, and some are new varieties.

Zhao Qinghai was very busy. Corn and sweet potatoes could only be planted after the wheat harvest, but he couldn't wait any longer. So he started planting these new vegetables himself.

The fields that had been planned long ago were planted in large areas, and there was a sign at the end of each piece of land with the name of the vegetables written on it.

Su Wanwan stood in the field, looking at the busy scene. Then she looked at the rape flowers that were already covering the hills in the distance. She felt very beautiful in her heart.

The rape flowers have become the most beautiful scenery in Daliushu Village. People often come to admire them, and even people from the county town come to see them after hearing about them.

Fortunately, there is an agricultural office stationed here, otherwise it would be difficult to keep an eye on it.

After admiring the beautiful scenery for a while, Su Wanwan saw a man from the Agriculture Office and immediately stopped him and asked:

"Where is your Lord Zhao?"

The young man stood up from the field, looked around, and pointed to a field in the distance:

"In the potato field yonder."

Su Wanwan also looked over there. It was so far away that he couldn’t see clearly. He just thanked her and walked over there immediately.

In spring, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere and the air tastes sweet.

Although it was easy to dirty shoes in this place, Su Wanwan's soles were covered with mud after walking a few steps, but she didn't think it was a big deal.

It's down to earth, which is good.

The field was so big that Su Wanwan took a long time to reach the potato field.

These potatoes can be planted twice a year. Lord Zhao attaches great importance to these potatoes. Just a few days after planting them, he can't wait to come and check on them every day.

"Master Zhao!"

Su Wanwan shouted, and saw an old man who was bent over in the middle of the field straighten up, holding a handful of freshly pulled grass in his hand.

When Zhao Qinghai saw that it was Su Wanwan, he threw the grass in his hand aside and walked out.

"Why are you still in the field?"

When Zhao Qinghai saw the mud on Su Wanwan's feet and thought of how much her husband Shen Yuan loved her, he was reluctant to let her come here.

Not to mention Shen Yuan, Su Wanwan is now the treasure of the entire village, and everyone who sees her has to protect her.

Su Wanwan saw him looking at her feet and immediately retracted her feet.

He took two steps back and felt something was wrong, so he sighed and said:

"Master Zhao, what have you done to me? I'm not disabled."

Su Wanwan was also helpless. Why did everyone in the village think that she was so weak that she couldn't take care of herself? When she walked outside, they thought she should rest at home.

It was all Shen Yuan’s fault. Many times, before she had done anything outside, he would carry her back home and tell her not to work and to go back and rest.

As a result, they were accidentally seen and heard by the villagers, who teased them. Shen Yuan thought he was right, saying that he doted on his wife and did not let her work.

Lord Zhao smiled and said nothing more.

Any man would be reluctant to let his beautiful and capable wife suffer even a little.

"Okay, I know you're not disabled, what are you holding?"

Zhao Qinghai shifted his gaze to Su Wanwan's hands.

In addition to a bag, there were also some papers.

Su Wanwan handed the paper to Zhao Qinghai first.

"These are cotton seeds. We bought them from merchants in northern Xinjiang."

When Zhao Qinghai heard this, his eyes lit up immediately:

“Cotton seeds?”

Why didn't he think of growing cotton?

Since ancient times, cotton has been grown in northern Xinjiang. Can they grow it here as well?

Perhaps it was because they thought it couldn’t be grown. Even if it could be grown, they didn’t know much about the plant. What’s more, who would think of growing this thing when they couldn’t even get enough food to eat?

As agricultural officials, grain crops have always been their top priority.