The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

In mid-winter, light snow fell from the sky.

The snow fell down and hit the eaves, making a slight crisp sound.

Overnight, the yard, walls, and roof were covered with white snow.

The winter vegetables in the vegetable garden are covered in white, and the fragrance of green vegetables and soil mixes in the cool air. Take a deep breath, the unique fresh smell makes your mind exceptionally clear.

The villagers are still active in their own medicinal fields.

Squatting on the ground and gently pushing away the thin snow, you can see the green hidden under the snow, growing wildly.

This is the first time in decades or even hundreds of years that the farmers have not hibernated or had slack seasons during the farming season.

But it makes people even happier, and the joy comes from the heart and appears on the face, turning into a dazzling smile.

The times are peaceful here, without any invasion of wind and rain from outside.

Yan Changqing hung the policy paper he had just written to dry, rolled it up and put it aside, waiting for Old Xu to come back and check it.

Mo Yi was conscientious in his duties and reported all matters, big or small, to the outside world responsibly.

"There are several more teahouses in the town, which sell tea made from safflower, and they are packed with people every day. A pharmacy closed down and was converted into a teahouse. The medical ethics of the doctors at Sifang Pharmacy were praised by the people, and the store doubled in size."

"The Baixiang tea in teahouses in various states is sold out as soon as it is put on the shelves. The supply is in short supply, and many people benefit from it. The same is true in Changjing. The reputation of Yuxi Village's Baixiang tea has spread throughout Darui."

"A verbal order came from the palace, summoning Doctor Yu back to the capital."

When he said the last sentence, Mo Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the little prince, but no emotion could be seen on his face.

But Aunt Du next to her had something to say.

As a servant, she dared not disobey her master, but she had watched the little prince grow up, so she couldn't help but care for him with great love.

"Your Highness is not in good health. Yu Heng has been taking care of him for so many years. No one knows the physical condition of the little prince better than him, otherwise the emperor and the queen would not have specially asked Yu Heng to come with him. Now the little prince is not well yet, why did they suddenly call Yu Heng back to the capital? What should the little prince do here? If there is an emergency, won't there be anyone to help? Rely on Taoist Jia? With his unruly personality, can he be trusted?"

She absolutely disagreed with recalling Yu Heng back to Beijing.

What in the capital city could be more important than the little prince? She just didn't dare to say it.

Yan Changqing smiled, but he understood everything. "Mammy, whether it's my mother or my father, they both love me the same way. They have made many plans for me. My father must have his own reasons for calling Doctor Yu back to the capital. Besides, my health is getting better day by day. I have hardly been sick since I came to Yuxi Village. If we keep Doctor Yu here, it would be a waste of his talent."

"But--"

The nanny wanted to say something, but when she saw the young master's clear eyes, she swallowed her words.

In fact, she also knew that the emperor would not ignore the health of the little prince, but in the emperor's heart, the people were more important than the emperor.

The little prince felt the same way.

The people of Yuxi Village had no idea what changes had taken place in the town, the county, Yuanzhou City, and even the entire Dayui this winter.

The only thing that made the villagers feel a little reluctant was that Doctor Yu of the Yan family was called back by his master.

After living together in the village for more than half a year, the sudden separation made people feel uncomfortable.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and it won't be long before heavy snow comes.

The private school temporarily suspended classes, and the kids stayed at home and became like crazy calves, making noise wherever they went.

The village is filled with the sounds of children playing all day long, completely unafraid of the cold winter.

"Xiao Qi's grandfather is here to bring food home again. He grabbed the last bit of braised pork in the workshop canteen and brought half of it to us." Mrs. Lin was facing a large bowl of braised pork in the kitchen, her words were somewhat helpless, but also very happy. "The elderly in the village are getting older day by day. At the beginning, his grandfather was so sick that he couldn't get up from the bed. His condition was not much better than your father. Everyone thought he didn't have much time left, but he looks healthy now."

"Everyone says it's the credit of Baixiang Tea. Drinking it can strengthen the body and prolong life. I don't think it's an exaggeration at all." Li Sulan was standing behind the stove cooking, with a faint smile on her lips, her eyes calm and gentle.

She speaks tactfully and is used to keeping back half of unpleasant words so as not to make others feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Cui'e was more carefree and straightforward, so she had no such scruples and said bluntly, "In our countryside, people over fifty are considered old, and sixty is considered a long life. Xiaoqi's grandfather is over sixty years old, and you can't find many people of the same age in the surrounding villages. Now that he has recovered from his illness, he is also very energetic. He can work in the fields and compete with the strong men in the canteen for food. Hahaha! Isn't this the living signboard of Baixiang Tea in Yuxi Village!"

"..."Mrs. Lin and Li Sulan were amused.

Come to think of it, it's really true.

A living sign of longevity.

In addition to Grandpa Xiaoqi, the oldest elders in the village also looked different this year. The heavy old age on their bodies faded, their backs were not so hunched, and their steps were steady...

Mrs. Lin slapped her thigh and laughed, "Living signs! They are all living signs!"

Zhang Cui'e was even more proud of her mother-in-law's praise. She raised her orchid finger and pretended to touch the silver earring on her earlobe, and then touched the silver-gilt hairpin on her hair. "Not only are there many long-lived elderly people in our village, but there are also many people who are getting richer day by day. Mother, sister-in-law, look, the things Erhe bought for me are all valuable things. I never dared to think of this before! Sister-in-law, you don't have any decorations on you. Isn't brother too stingy? If it's you, just nod your head! Mother will definitely teach him a lesson!"

"Look at how excited you are. You're getting carried away." Li Sulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Just enjoy yourself in private. Why do you have to show off in front of others? We don't tolerate people trying to sow discord. If I get angry, I'll confiscate all your and Erhe's private property."

"Who is trying to sow discord? Mother will never give up her private property! It's because of mother's generosity that Erhe has the money to buy these things for me! Do you think I'm showing off how good Erhe is to me? I'm obviously showing off how good mother is to me!"

Mrs. Lin's mouth twitched as she laughed and scolded, "You flatterer."

Li Sulan shook her head and sighed, "I can't catch up even if I try my best."

There was a crackling sound of burning firewood in the stove, and beside the stove, there was laughter between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law.

At this moment, Bai Xiang was eating in the cafeteria again.

Jin Duobao treated the guests, and Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai protected him.

The workshop and the village are two miles apart, and it is not difficult for the baby to walk there, but he just can't resist the temptation.

After eating and drinking, the workers went to work and the four children skipped home.

When leaving the workshop, Bai Xiang had two big, delicious meat buns stuffed into his arms.

The quiet and shy little boy stuffed the meat bun into Baixiang's hand, then ran away with a red face, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Jin Duobao scratched his head, "Why are you running? I feel embarrassed to send two buns. If I treat people every day, will I be unable to see people?"

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai bowed their heads in admiration. The young master's insights were so profound that the two brothers really couldn't understand how he came up with such logic.

Bai Xiang had no pressure at all, "His name is Meng Yuan, he didn't give me the buns, he returned them to me. As I said, he and his sister didn't have money to buy buns at that time, but when they get paid, they can afford it themselves, and see, he can even return it to us."

It is a good child to return what is borrowed.

The four of them walked back, chatting and laughing all the way, without noticing that behind a withered thorn bush on the side of the road, a pair of red eyes were staring at them and approaching quietly.