Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

The three men dragged their feet on the matter of returning the carriage for an entire afternoon, but finally things got back on track.

During this period of time, there is no need to pay too much attention to the sweet potatoes in the field. All you need to do is wait for them to mature and go to the field occasionally to check on the situation.

The four agricultural officials completely let themselves go and integrated into the life here. Apart from going to the fields to pay attention to the sweet potatoes, they would occasionally follow the villagers to pick wild vegetables on the outskirts of the mountains, weed the fields with the villagers, or go to the fields to check on the growth of rice.

Although they were appointed by the emperor to be in charge of sweet potatoes, as agricultural officials, they all felt that they had a mission to pay attention to the agriculture and sericulture of Zhao State. It was a rare opportunity for them to come to the south, and they also wanted to see the differences between the rice planting conditions in the south and in the capital, perhaps there would be some unexpected surprises.

Occasionally, he would join the people in hunting in the mountains. Once, he was lucky enough to hunt an injured old wild boar. It was the first time he attended a pig-killing dinner in a rural area in the south.

In the evening, several colleagues drink tea, chat, read books and play chess together. They don’t have to deal with those difficult trivial matters every day, nor do they have to deal with the calculations and targeting of some colleagues. They are simply enjoying such a leisurely life.

The weather is too hot today, and the adults don't want to go to the fields to weed, so they all stay at home. In the kitchen, the hired cook is busy preparing dinner, and wisps of smoke are floating above the courtyard.

The gate to the yard was wide open. Xin Ye didn't knock on the door. He limped in pulling the carriage.

"Uncle Ren, Uncle Xu, Uncle Ma, Uncle Liu, we are back!" Xin Ye shouted enthusiastically at the top of his voice.

Several adults settled down in Dashan Village and their relationship with the Li family became closer and closer. Ren Huaimin felt that calling them adults was a bit strange, and besides, they all admired the young couple, so he asked them to change their address and call them uncle.

Xin Ye didn't care. It didn't matter what he was called. Just calling him uncle could bring both sides closer and make them get along better. It wasn't like he had to get close to him and call him uncle. He was just a junior, so he just had to be obedient.

Hearing the voice, the four of them stopped what they were doing and looked over. They saw that it was Xin Ye who came back leading their carriage. A loving smile appeared on their faces, as if their child who had been away for a long time had returned. They had never felt this way towards their own children at home.

In other words, the way they get along with their children is different from that of the young couple in Xinye. Although they are related by blood, living in the capital city is full of etiquette and rules. Even their own children have to abide by certain etiquette, so naturally they are not as close to each other.

On the other hand, when they got along with the Xinye couple, it was mainly because the young couple did not fear their identities and treated them as their own relatives sincerely. Perhaps it was also because they came to the countryside with simple folk customs and were influenced by the environment that they unconsciously put down their airs and treated each other with sincerity.

As time goes by, real feelings develop between them. Of course, it's not so outrageous that they are closer than family members, but just like ordinary friendly relatives.

Ren Huaimin came up to them cheerfully and joked, "You guys have been gone for quite a while. We were worried that you would forget about home and wouldn't have time to go back home to dig sweet potatoes!"

"No, no, the few acres of sweet potatoes that we planted earlier will be ready for digging in less than half a month. How could we miss it?"

"Can it really be dug?" Lord Ma said in surprise.

Xin Ye nodded: "I just took my brother-in-law to the fields to check, and they are indeed almost the same. Other villagers planted late and need to wait a few days."

"Of course." Lord Xu agreed.

"Wait, your uncle?" Lord Liu asked, grasping the key point.

They had all heard from the villagers about their family, especially Yan. Although she looked like a delicate and weak little woman, she was a strong woman who could knock a man away with one kick.

Of course, after knowing the whole story, they did not think that Yan was aggressive. Their reputations had been smeared, so how could they not fight back?

However, this method of counterattack is not something that ordinary people can do. In the countryside, some people really cannot be reasoned with, and fists are still more practical.

"Yes, my wife and I went to Liangguan County, and we happened to meet my eldest brother-in-law and got to know each other." Xin Ye scratched his head and smiled foolishly, looking very happy that his wife had found her family. Seeing this, the adults couldn't help but worry about him.

"Didn't your wife lose her memory? How do you confirm that the other party is your wife's elder brother?" Lord Ma didn't ask "What if it's a liar?"

Xin Ye naturally understood his unspoken meaning: "My wife's family is from the Hua family in Shacheng. I heard they are quite wealthy. There is no reason for a rich man to randomly marry a country woman. Besides, my eldest brother-in-law has recognized me, so why doesn't he come with us to see our family?"

Upon hearing that it was the Hua family of Shacheng, the four adults were shocked: "Are they really the Hua family of Shacheng?" Even though they were agricultural officials, they knew what kind of existence the Hua family of Shacheng was. Especially in the past three years, the Hua family's reputation has become even greater!

"My eldest brother-in-law said so, and he also took out something to prove his identity." Xin Ye still looked naive and naive.

The main point is that my brother-in-law is the eldest son of a wealthy family, and everything he says is right. I am a poor boy, and he has no reason to lie to me.

For a moment, the four of them didn't know how to refute this reason. However, they didn't know the eldest son of the Hua family. They were just small farm officials. How could they have possibly met a big shot in the world?

If you put yourself in his shoes, you will find that Xin Ye’s reasons are indeed credible.

How dare an ordinary person pretend to be the eldest son of the Hua family? Are you tired of living?

If the other party was really the eldest son of the Hua family, then why would he lie to a stupid country boy, especially when he accepted him as his brother-in-law.

"Oh, I forgot. When my wife saw my brother-in-law, she remembered something for a moment and remembered that he was her elder brother." Xin Ye added.

The four adults suddenly felt their hearts choked, and they wanted to pounce on him and scold him. They learned the essence of greeting their ancestors here.

He said he had forgotten such an important reason. They had reason to suspect that the guy did it on purpose, but unfortunately they had no evidence.

The brother and sister hiding behind the carriage couldn't help laughing when they heard Xin Ye teasing the four middle-aged men in front.

Hua Murong didn't expect that her brother-in-law, who seemed reliable, also had such a naughty side, comparable to her second brother. She wondered what sparks would fly when they met.

Hiss—my head hurts just thinking about it.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Yan Yiyi tugged at the sleeve of Hua Murong, who was absent-minded, and walked with him from behind the carriage to greet the adults and then introduced them to each other.

The four adults saw that he was dressed in noble attire and his sharp eyes revealed a ruthless man who had seen blood. Without him producing any evidence, based on their initial impression, they were already 70% convinced that the man in front of them was the eldest son of the Hua family in Shacheng.