Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

The unknown anxiety caused by this incident was left only to others, and to Qingning, it meant nothing.

If the sky falls, there will always be someone tall enough to hold it up. Besides, with so many people protecting her, what else is there for her to worry about?

"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wu, you don't have to watch over the cotton fields every day. The cotton is growing well, and the harvest will definitely be good when it matures."

When Qing Ning arrived, he saw Zhao Sitian and Wu Sinong busy walking around these acres of cotton fields countless times.

Zhao Sitian looked over following the voice and said, "Qing Ning is here. Wu Sinong and I have nothing to do anyway, so we came to take a look."

Wu Sinong responded with a smile, and Qing Ning laughed inwardly. The two of them were just short of setting up a shed by the field.

The four of them looked around the fields again, then came to the melon field, where Qing Ning picked out the big ones and patted them.

'Boom, boom, boom'

"This watermelon should be ripe in a few days. I'm really looking forward to it!"

This watermelon was brought by Xu Minglang, and Qing Ning was planted in a separate place. She had been here for so long but had not eaten a bite of watermelon yet.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, only the palace or the most noble families could afford to eat it, and the tribute paid by the Western Regions was only a few hundred each year.

"I'm looking forward to it too. I've only had it once, and it was a gift from the prince. It wasn't overly sweet, but it was quite juicy and had a delicate flavor. I still remember it to this day."

Zhao Sitian recalled the feeling and his face was filled with intoxication.

"Leave a few more for seeds this year, and plant more next year."

Then he frowned and thought of something, "Watermelon doesn't taste that good these days."

"How fortunate I am to be born in this prosperous China, with so many of my ancestors dedicating everything to our country!"

"You have eaten?"

Zhao Sitian was just curious. Could it be that she was talking about an even more delicious watermelon?

Qing Ning thought for a moment, "I've tasted it in my dream. It has thin skin, red flesh, and sweet juice. There are also yellow flesh ones, black skin, flowery skin, big ones, small ones, there are all kinds."

After hearing this, a few people laughed. He was indeed a child. How could he take something in a dream seriously?

"Go back, everyone. The sun is too strong right now. Come back in the evening."

Ziqiao saw that Qingning's little face was red from the sun and beads of sweat were dripping down her forehead, so she reminded her.

No one stayed, as the heat was indeed unbearable and their clothes were sticking to them.

Before entering the door, I could smell the smell of medicine.

Qing Ning turned and went to her uncle's house. As soon as she entered the door, she saw two maids fanning the medicine stove.

When the two men saw her coming, they stood up and greeted her.

"Miss Green Lemon is here, come in and cool off."

"Thank you, Sister Le Xin, and thank you, Sister Yue Ya." Qing Ning greeted them with a smile and went into the side hall.

As soon as I entered the door, a cool breeze blew towards me, making me feel instantly refreshed.

"Why is this little girl here now? She didn't go to the fields."

Meng Yuanhua was dozing off on the bamboo couch. He opened his eyelids when he heard the voice and saw that it was Qingning, so he joked.

"Sister Yuan Hua, why are you sleepy now? You can't sleep, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Meng Yuanhua covered his lips with his hand and yawned softly. "I didn't mean to take a nap, but my sister Wubing isn't feeling well again, and the sisters all went back to their rooms for fear of disturbing her if they were together. I felt stuffy in the room, so I decided to sit in this side hall, but who would have thought I'd doze off instead."

"Sister Wubing is not feeling well again? Have you asked Grandpa Ma to take a look?"

"Look, they say this summer is hot and stuffy, so the summer heat must be over."

Meng Yuanhua stood up, straightened his clothes, and poured a cup of tea for Qingning.

"It's so sunny outside, why don't you wear a hat before going out? Look at your face, it's even darker."

Qing Ning paused while drinking tea and looked up at Meng Yuanhua, "Sister Yuanhua, am I really getting darker again?"

"Well, don't you know?"

"Ah, no, I don't want to become a little black girl." Qingning covered her face and shook her head. She didn't want it!

Seeing her like this, Meng Yuanhua couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's going on? What don't you want, Qing Ning?"

Guo Xian and others came in from outside and could hear the hustle and bustle from their place not far away.

Meng Yuanhua stopped smiling, told them to sit wherever they pleased, and had the maid serve tea. Then he said, "She's afraid she'll turn into a little black girl, and she's really upset."

"I came here to have my aunt look at Qingling, but it has really turned black."

Xue Mingxiang walked forward and looked at Qingning's face carefully. Seeing Qingning's hopeful eyes, he said, "Well, it seems to have gotten a little darker."

"Well, huh? Aunt Xiang, is that true? I'm really darker than before."

Qingning pouted and her face was wrinkled.

Xue Mingxiang couldn't help but pinched her twice, "Auntie is just teasing you, but you still have to wear a hat when you go out in the summer."

"Don't mention it. I don't know what came to mind that day, but I insisted that Zhenzhen make her a straw hat out of reeds. Zhenzhen put a lot of effort into making it just as she asked, and we were all very happy to see the style. But she wore it out once, and when she came back it was gone. When I asked her where it was, she had no idea when she lost it."

"So, who should we show off to if not her?"

Qingke was helpless and kept losing things.

"Oh? Is it really a nice style? Then I want one too."

Xue Luo's focus is always rather special.

Xue Mingxiang nodded at her and said, "You."

Everyone gathered around and talked for a while, but as more people came, the side hall gradually became hotter.

"Oh my! It's so hot out here! Not only is my sister Wubing feeling unwell, but I also don't feel like moving anymore and have no appetite."

Guo Xixing kept waving the fan in his hand, and a thin layer of sweat covered his round face.

When everyone heard this, they all agreed. Yes, it was too hot today.

"Oh, I figured it out." Qing Ning said loudly.

Everyone looked at her, and seeing her excited face, they urged her to tell them something interesting.

"Hey, if I don't tell you, you can just wait and eat."

Qingning raised her little face, looking extremely proud.

After saying that, he ignored them and ran out without looking back. Ziqiao hurriedly followed.

She now understands Qingning's personality. When he can sit still, his endurance is longer than that of an adult, but when he is in the mood, he can jump like a rabbit.

"What good idea has this girl come up with?"

"Let's go and take a look too."

"Hurry up, hurry up, what Qing Ning came up with must be good."

As he spoke, the girls in the room didn't care about anything else and followed behind to see what was going on.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle" The voice arrived before the person arrived.

Chen Changshui was discussing the style of new furniture with his clerk when he heard Qingning's voice coming from a distance.

"What's going on? Run slower." Chen Changshui threw away his things and walked quickly to meet him.

Qing Ning wiped his sweat off his face and said excitedly, "Uncle, could you help me make some molds?"

When Chen Changshui heard this, he felt relieved and said with a smile, "Okay, draw it and I'll make it for you."

Qing Ning was so happy when she heard this that she pulled Chen Changshui into the drawing room, found some paper and pen, and drew the mold she wanted.

"Second uncle is like this, it would be better if the style is simpler."

Chen Changshui took it and looked at it carefully. This time it was simple. "Okay, come and get it tomorrow."

"Well, thank you, uncle. By the way, uncle, please do more."

After saying this, he skipped away again.

The girl who followed her became even more curious when she saw that she came out empty-handed again.

But no matter who asked, Qingning always looked mysterious and refused to say anything.