A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 110

How to sleep at night is always a question.

Fang Xian went to Sister Lan's room several times to hint that it was getting late and that he was unbearably hungry and thirsty, but he saw several women chatting in a very interesting way without feeling sleepy. He really couldn't figure out the women of the Southern Song Dynasty and the women of the Great Celestial Dynasty. Nothing to talk about.

They weren't sleepy, but Fang Xian was. After all, he had been fighting the water monster for a long time that day, and he had become a Hydra by the way.After placing Fang Busy on the sofa to survive the night, he went into the house and slept first.

……

When I opened my eyes, it was the next morning again. This time I was woken up by my mother outside, who kept shouting - "Eat breakfast."

Fang Xian rubbed his eyes and got up. The scene before him seemed familiar.

Xian's father and mother were very far-sighted, and bought a double bed directly in Fang Xian's room.

At this time, it is the state of being a spoiled wife again.The thing is...it's fucking morning again.

Yue Ruling'er was also woken up, her eyes were sleepy.

Yue grabbed the quilt again as usual, and Ling'er was also naked as usual, muttering "Sister hates it".

Of course, Fang Xian also held up the sky with one pillar as usual.

Fang Xian looked up to the sky and sighed: "Can we say hello next time? Can I drink two glasses of Red Bull to get through it!!!"

"Get out, I'll change clothes..." Yue Ru kept urging.

"Aren't you trying to hide it! What are you trying to do!!!" Fang Xian was as ferocious as usual.

"It's warm under your blanket..." Yue Ru said shyly.

In terms of feelings, they are using themselves as electric blankets.

Xian's mother was calling for dinner. It was obviously unkind to do something like that at this time. Fang Xian was stunned again, put on his clothes and left the house.

Wang Xiulan was arranging the dishes, and when she saw Fang Xian coming, she smiled strangely: "Son, you are really good!"

This expression of "you understand" made Fang Xian's egg hurt again.

At this moment, Fang Xian suddenly thought of his sister Na, and the long-cherished wish of flying together was indeed far away.

Xian's mother came over and snickered, "Did you use that?"

"What?"

"Don't play dumb with Mom."

"Oh... let's just use it. Now is not the time to have a child." Fang Xian had to hold on.

"Isn't it the time to have a child?!" Wang Xiulian slapped Fang Xian hard, "Don't worry, the mother will provide for as many births as possible. Don't think about money or anything. My parents still have some savings. While my mother is still in good health, good……"

"... Isn't it enough to have a Meier?"

"Isn't that girl adopted by you? Yueru told her mother yesterday."

What an adoption. Who can adopt a little ancestor for themselves when they have nothing to do?

While chatting, Fang hurriedly came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of spring rolls.

Fang Xian hurriedly helped to carry it and said, "Brother, you don't have to be like this. Just buy some from outside early. Brother, you don't have to get up early and work hard."

Fang Mang was obviously in a bad mood, and said angrily, "Breakfast outside?! What is it, I can't eat it!"

After saying that, he returned to the kitchen angrily.

Fang Xian was puzzled, so he asked his mother, this chef who had nothing to do with the world and only loved to show off was suddenly angry because of Mao.

This is another story. Xian’s mother got up early to buy breakfast, fried dough sticks and soy milk, etc. Fang Mang happened to be getting up on the sofa in the living room, so they went together.When we got there, the chef complained that the heat of the deep-fried pancakes was not well controlled, so he had to take action himself. Then he kept complaining that the noodles were not mixed well and the oil was too dirty, until there was something wrong with the meat filling of the buns and there was something strange in the soy milk. Something like that... The owner of the breakfast stall is going to use a rolling pin to start working.

There is no way, Chef Fang is a real connoisseur, if you look at modern times with the food of the Southern Song Dynasty, you will definitely not be able to accept it for a while.

Then he shouted angrily from behind, and slapped the table to stir up layers of flour: "The people depend on food! Xiao Xiaozao has so many cunning, not to mention hurting his body, is this telling the common people to be cunning too?!"

Fang Mang originally thought that the crowd would become excited and denounce the boss...

But at this time, the villagers began to persuade Fang to be busy.

"Brother, the whole country has been like this for a long time. Stop competing."

"Yeah, you are so competitive, you can only go to a big restaurant for breakfast."

"Brother, hurry up and go after shopping, there is a queue at the back."

"..."

Fang hurriedly stayed where he was. It turned out that he was the alien. Is it normal for people to eat this kind of thing?

Since they couldn't buy it earlier, Fang's mother hurried back.

Fang busy thought about some things along the way, and he didn't despair when he came back. The cook was very upright and optimistic by nature, but he was full of energy at this time.

Fang hurriedly looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be a smiling woman beside the clouds: "Is this the real dark cuisine... Fang must fight against it, Master Abei! Fang's heart is still there!!!"

So, Fang busy used some of the only ingredients in the house to make a set of spring roll banquet!

The whole family sat together again, eating fragrant and energetic spring rolls, drinking light and heart-warming spinach soup, and enjoying this bright cuisine inherited from classical culture. Everyone was full of praise for it.

Dad Xian was the most excited about eating: "How many years have it been... this is breakfast!"

Fang hurriedly laughed: "Fang said that as long as he lives here, he guarantees that he will not bring any heavy clothes for a year."

After breakfast, Fang Xian explained to everyone, or he was bleeding heavily again.

The troops were divided into two groups, and Fang Fang took Yue Ruling'er to buy daily necessities, slippers, toothpaste, a change of underwear, and the like.On the other side, Xian's mother took Fang Mang to the market to purchase fish and meat dishes. Xian's mother was very careful this time and was ready to shut Fang Mang's mouth at any time.It was right to think about it. Fang hurriedly entered the vegetable market. He was entering the realm of dark cuisine alone. It was very tragic.

Fang Xian rode his father's big 28 Phoenix bicycle, threw Su Mei in the basket in front of him, and rode towards his acres of land.

The land in his family was actually passed down from Xian's mother. This story is a bit confusing, and it involves Mr. Xian.

Mr. Xian has two sons and two daughters, that is to say, Fang Xian has two uncles and one aunt. The master's family has more than 100 mu of land. He is really a ruthless person in this Fangjia Village, and he is considered the most powerful person with a foreign surname.Xian's father was sent to the countryside, so marrying a landlord's daughter is logically considered good. In the future, Mr. Xian will separate the family at about the same time, and he can get some land.

But Mr. Xian's two sons, Fang Xian's two uncles, did not leave any way for others to survive, and they spared no effort to fight for the land allocation issue.At that time, Fang Mu was soft-tempered and had a pedantic and modest temperament, and he was no longer willing to compete with others.As for Fang Xian's aunt, she was not married at the time and was also very weak.As a result, out of a total of more than 100 acres of land, Fang Xian's family was only allocated 10 acres, and his aunt was even worse, only 5 acres. The rest naturally fell into the hands of the two uncles.

Fang Xian’s 10 mu of land is not bad. It’s on the side of the road. It’s not good for farming. It’s easy to be disturbed by people passing by the road. Pull corn from the field, go to the toilet and throw garbage. If it's for business, it's all the better.

Fang Xian threw the car aside and looked up at the 10 acres of wasteland. It was nothing but nonsense. He basically could see everything at a glance. Due to the long-term lack of cultivation, weeds had overgrown and there were no crops.

Xiao Su Mei jumped out of the cart basket, looked left and right, and asked, "Godfather, why are there crops in the nearby fields, and the land in front of me is barren?"

Fang Xian smiled wryly: "The land allocated to me is not very good in the first place, plus Brother Mu has a job and can't farm, Sister Lan can't farm, and I don't farm when I go to school. It will be like this after a long time."

"Don't be sad, godfather, Mei'er is strong!" Su Mei rolled up her sleeves, her little arms were so hungry.

"When did you become so sensible..."

"Godfather, there's no such thing as a pigsty or a chicken coop here, I'll go check it out!"

"Fuck, you're greedy, you don't change your fox nature!"

After teasing for a while, Su Mei ran to the wasteland to catch bugs and play, while Fang Xian lit a cigarette and began to imagine the planning and management of these lands.

This matter is a bit difficult for the other party, and it cannot be done with a few logical sentences. It involves too much knowledge of architectural planning, and there are some troublesome things, such as how the water pipes come in, how the drainage goes, Where are the wires...

Just as he was restless, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, Man! Long-time-no-see!"

Fang Xian was startled, is this a black tourist group or...

This time around...

It is now October, and the young man with the strongest firepower has also changed into long clothes and trousers.

But in front of me, I saw this bald old man with a white beard wearing a beach suit, riding a skateboard and using crutches as ski poles, whizzing over.

"There are pits on the ground, be careful!" Fang Xian shouted, but it was too late.

Phew, the old man fell to the ground again.

"Fuck, this body is not flexible." The old man propped himself up, put on his sunglasses, and patted the billowing yellow sand on the beachwear.

"That's okay...can you come here for a stroll?!"

"Humph, of course, as a game designer, I must step on it a little bit." The old man put down his skateboard and looked at the endless fields in front of him. Although the land of Fang Xian's family and his aunt's family was deserted, his uncle's family cultivated There are endless fields of corn.

"Not bad, not bad, such a large area is enough for me to use!" The old man had the momentum to point out rivers and mountains.

"You misunderstood. Only the wasteland belongs to my family."

"..." The old man took a closer look and frowned, "Although it's a bit small, there will always be crowds."

"There are still 5 acres of these wastelands that belong to my aunt."

"..." The old man glared at Fang Xian ferociously, "You boy, fight a little bit, this is my first masterpiece in this plane, what can I do with such a big place?"

Fang Xian scratched his head: "Yeah, I have a headache too. The Fairy Sword Inn is enough, but it's still far from the scale of Ranch Story."

"These two games are put together to help you save land." The old man calculated again, and said seriously, "In this way, I will try to only design the area of ​​the wasteland, and you, just win over the 5 acres of land." , 15 mu is barely enough."

"But..." Fang Xian struggled, "After all, that place belongs to my aunt... How can people talk about it?"

"You can do it." The old man stepped on the skateboard again, "I'll bring a construction team over to construct in the morning, and I'll help you with the pile of business licenses. See you later."

"Working team... the old man is also lucky in the real estate market."

Su Mei had returned by this time, and there was really nothing to do in this wasteland.

"Is it Gui Xianren?" Su Mei looked at the back of the old man billowing in the dust.

"The old man is urging me." Fang Xian clenched his fists, "The old man is working so hard, we can't fall behind! Let's go and find my aunt and grandma with my godfather!"

(End of this chapter)