Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

Dongmei took a deep breath and replied, "It's a cold melon seedling, a seedling that bears cold melon."

Cold melon?

The village chief and Uncle Zhao looked at each other, both a little confused.

"Sister-in-law Ye, is the cold melon you're talking about a very precious kind that was passed down from foreigners in the west?"

"Yes," Dongmei nodded, feeling uneasy. After all, she had never seen cold melon seedlings before, but the little ancestor had just told her clearly, and even had a way to plant them.

She also couldn't figure out where the young master found the cold melon seedlings, and even... Maybe the young master didn't find the melon seedlings.

Of course, she couldn't say the second half of the sentence, and she didn't dare to say it.

The village chief and Uncle Zhao had already jumped in front of the cold melon seedlings, their eyes were full of emerald green, which made them ecstatic.

"If this seedling is planted, it will produce cold melons? I heard that each cold melon weighs more than ten kilograms!"

"It's probably like a pumpkin, it's the kind that climbs vines."

"What can we do? We don't know how to plant it. Where did Mr. Ye find such a precious thing! If we can't grow it, it will be ruined."

Dongmei could only say, "Hot melon likes sandy soil, so it's a good time to plant it on the river beach. You don't have to worry too much about it on weekdays, just pinch the tip in another month."

"So easy?" The village head and Uncle Zhao became even happier when they heard it, and hurried back to yell at the villagers to get up quickly.

We haven't had time to clean up the river beach yet, so we need to gather all the hands and open a few acres of land to plant the cold melon seedlings.

The villagers were bleary-eyed, so they carried their pickaxes and followed the village chief to the field.

After hearing that the cold melon seedlings that Mr. Ye found are so precious, everyone feels as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.

Even if the cold melons produced in the end can't be sold, but everyone's eyes are opened, and it's good for everyone, young and old, to satisfy their cravings.

And at this moment, Jiayin is drooling while riding the quilt.

Pity her at such a young age, she stayed up most of the night, which really delayed her growth.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, the family members moved lightly, not wanting to wake her up.

But it was noon, and the old lady was in a hurry. Although the granddaughter didn't have a fever, and she didn't look uncomfortable, she couldn't sleep like this all the time.

"Fu Niu, grandma has steamed egg custard for you, why don't you get up to eat?"

"Sleepy, sleep." Jiayin replied, turned over and fell asleep.

The old lady was even more worried, and held her granddaughter in her arms, teasing her.

"If you don't get up again, the custard will be snatched by your brother."

Jia An Jiaxi immediately made a wolfish sound beside him, and finally shouted.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

"It's delicious, it's so fragrant, it's good to eat egg custard every day."

Jiayin really had no choice but to yawn and opened her eyes, filial to her granddaughter and forced to open the business.

The old lady was so happy that she coaxed her granddaughter to eat half a bowl of egg custard, and gave the remaining half bowl to her grandson.

She was afraid that her granddaughter would fall asleep again, and she would be sleepy at night, so she pulled her back straps and carried her granddaughter to the river beach to watch everyone plant winter melon seedlings.

Of course, Jia An Jiaxi couldn't miss the excitement, and Pi Dian Dian followed behind, occasionally pulling small wild flowers on the side of the road and stuffing them for his sister, making a fuss like two monkeys on a horse jumping horse.

The village head was standing on the ground, clicking on the cigarette pot, and when he saw Mrs. Li coming, he laughed.

"Big sister, if you don't come here, I'm going to find you too."

"Village Chief, is there something wrong?" Although Mrs. Li's arrow wound has healed, her body is still weak, and she can't breathe well after walking for a while.

Jiayin hurriedly struggled to get off the old lady's back and only hugged the old lady's thigh.

The village chief's pipe pot lit some cold melon seedlings in the field, "This thing is the golden lump that Mr. Ye found. I'm afraid that the wild beasts on the mountain or someone nearby will come and cause harm. It happens that the boys from all families are naughty in their spare time, so I will eat it." Find them something to do.

"From now on, let them be in charge of guarding this cold melon field. Jia An Jiaxi is the smartest, let the two of them lead the team, and guard two shifts during the day. It's too dark and dangerous at night, let the fourth child and the others be responsible!"

Jia Anjia was delighted to hear that they could take on such an important task, but she was overjoyed.

They looked at grandma eagerly, for fear that grandma would disagree.

Of course, Mrs. Li agreed a hundred times. Last time her grandson was naughty and almost burned her granddaughter, she was thinking about it.

But these boys say whether they are big or small, it is really difficult to arrange work, and if they are injured and tired, there is no place to regret it.

Now it's all right, the job of guarding the melon fields is simply too suitable.

So, she agreed straight away, "Okay, big brother, just make arrangements. Find something for the boys, and save them from being mischievous."

"Ah, that's great, we have an errand too!" Jia An Jiaxi was overjoyed, and immediately went to their little friend to announce the good news.

Jiayin hugged her grandma's thigh and secretly smirked.

Brothers are so naive. Watching melons is an easy job, but it’s also boring.

They are afraid that if they can't last for two days, they will regret it.

But unexpectedly, Jiayin guessed wrong this time.

Jia An Jiaxi led seven or eight naughty boys, and worked hard to become a melon watcher.

One shift in the morning and one shift in the afternoon, guarding several acres of melon fields, not to mention small animals eating melon seedlings, even birds are not allowed to set foot...

Not to mention the Suijintan side, where the young and old are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground, just talk about Jiaojiazhuangzi, Wu Gouzi's wife hasn't slept well for two or three days.

Hu Laosan said he would come back in two days, as long as he found out the details of the little girl in the Li family, he would not stay longer.

And although the combination of the two of them is a little shameful, it is the time when the love is strong, Hu Laosan can't take a fancy to others, and can't sneak back.

Something must have happened to Mr. Hu!

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she secretly wanted to go to the courtyard of the master's house. After all, Hu Laosan was arranged by the master's house to be a spy.

As a result, she rushed to the vicinity of the main courtyard, and a group of people came outside the village, some on horseback and some in cars.

And behind the tall horse that the man was riding, he actually dragged Hu Laosan.

I don't know how far he was dragged, but Hu Laosan was already covered in blood, half dead.

Wu Gouzi's daughter-in-law screamed and rushed forward.

"Third, what's wrong with you, Third!"

The person who dismounted was none other than Dingbeihou. He frowned tightly, and had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing a woman rushing forward, he kicked her and flew away.

"What? Bind it up!"

Immediately, guards stepped forward, tied Wu Gouzi's wife and daughter, and threw them together with the unconscious Hu Laosan.

Mr. Wen and Liu Zhiheng got off the carriage, only glanced at it, and ignored it.

But they looked at Dingbeihou with a bit more contempt.

A dignified military marquis, who has no way to manage his family, is angry with his servants and women, what a kindness!

Dingbeihou didn't care what they thought, so he stepped into the courtyard.

Jiao Shi was also worrying in the room at first, but the staff she sent out did not come back to report for several days, and she always felt that she had no idea.

But Mrs. Jiao didn't care, "What are you worried about? You are just a group of untouchables. If you find a problem, what else can you do? You are Mrs. Dingbeihou!"

Jiao Shi wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.