Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

"Then shouldn't we do it quickly?"

Zhang Zheng sipped the tea carelessly, not listening to what the attendant said in detail. He was sure in his heart that the duck in his hand could not fly.

"Master, the house you are interested in has just been bought, and it has all been put up in the government office!"

In other words, it has become an unchangeable fact.

Several yards changed owners overnight, and what was cruel was that the price was five thousand taels lower than the master had expected.

In order to show his prudent attitude, the entourage went to the yamen clerk to inquire, and found out everything clearly.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Zheng didn't take a sip of water. He lost his breath and kept coughing. His face turned red from holding it in. It took him a long time to accept the cruel reality. The duck in his hand really flew away.

"Who is so bold as to interrupt your master's business? I simply don't want to hang out in Kyoto!"

The more Zhang Zheng thought about it, the angrier he became. It was typical for predecessors to plant trees for others to enjoy the shade, but he was the unlucky one who had to do all the thankless work. Deliberately creating an atmosphere of panic, the price of his house also dropped. Although, it was temporary. After all, he suffered the loss without reaping any benefits.

No, is there a smart person watching in the dark and seeing through his conspiracy?

If there really was such a person waiting for him, he probably wouldn't take it seriously even if it was a transaction worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

There are many rich people in Kyoto, and you can make a lot of money at once by just robbing a jewelry and silver building.

"You also know that she is the young lady's close friend, Mrs. Xiao."

The follower clicked his tongue, suddenly feeling a little sympathetic to his master. Before, the master was omnipotent and had a noble image in his heart. At this moment, he was beaten into dust and turned into clay.

Look, the devil is one foot high and the Tao is ten feet high. In addition to capable people, there must be capable people.

Zhang Zheng couldn't take a breath and almost fainted. What was he doing? Luring the wolf into the house! Who will compensate him for his losses?

It's Li Haitang again, it's her again!

That's right, this person is her, and Zhang Zheng doesn't find it unacceptable. It can only mean that he has good taste and the woman he likes is unusual.

If you like him, you won't get it. Otherwise, your daughter will not be able to sever ties with him?

Who made him miss the opportunity? Zhang Zheng sat back on the chair again, lowered his eyes and thought deeply. Last night, he wanted to solve a few sets of courtyards. Then, Cuiping pushed the door open and came in, bringing cow whip soup...

The seventh month of the lunar calendar is the hottest time of the year.

It hasn't rained in a few days, and the air is dry with no moisture at all.

In order to serve Fang Shaoyao, Li Haitang specially bought ice cubes, boiled water with cherries, then put it into the crushed ice, sprinkled raisins and nuts on top, and made a cherry ice bowl.

Wu Fu was helpless and could only watch but not eat. The last time she came here, she was greedy for cold food and ended up with a terrible stomachache.

After washing properly and having breakfast, Li Haitang only waited for a quarter of an hour before Fang Shaoyao came to visit with his maid and mother-in-law.

Passing through the gate of Zhuangzi and arriving at the small courtyard, the pavilions and pavilions along the way are so beautiful that Fang Shaoyao is speechless.

Zhuangzi is not big, but the location is really good. Now there is no place to buy it even if you have money. All the surrounding land has been sold, and no one has changed hands at all.

Especially with the hot springs here, it is the best health resort area in Kyoto.

"Begonia, your home has a quiet environment, it's so beautiful! Is this a courtyard specially designed for entertaining guests?"

Fang Shaoyao felt that her eyesight was not enough. Her husband's house had a separate courtyard not far from here. It occupied a large area and was built luxuriously, but it lacked a hot spring.

"Yes, this is a courtyard for entertaining guests. There are no men."

Li Haitang knows that wealthy families have many rules, and the most basic etiquette must be observed. Men and women must be on guard and must not be criticized by others.

Aunt Fang followed, nodding frequently, secretly guessing Li Haitang's identity.

"This is my son, the soup dumpling. He is five years old. The little one next to him, you have seen him, the sugar dumpling."

Fang Shaoyao focused on introducing her son. He was five years old and always looked like a little adult. Today she said she wanted to take the soup dumplings to Zhuangzi to play. The little boy still resisted desperately, saying that he wanted to study at home.

Look, he's only five years old, he's like a little nerd.

What's good about reading? If you read a lot, in the end, whether you feel disappointed or not, the books will end up in the dog's belly.

"Cough cough cough!"

Aunt Fang followed behind, reminding her wife to pay attention to her wording and image.

"Mother Fang, do you have a bad voice?"

Fang Shaoyao turned around and rolled his eyes. It was a rare moment of freedom, and Li Haitang was not a pedantic person. Otherwise, just the polite exchanges between you and me would have been delayed for a while.

"Did you see the small bamboo forest in front? There is a hot spring in it."

Li Haitang introduced that on weekdays, maids and women come to the guest house to soak in hot springs. There are several large and small springs on Zhuangzi, which is really a geomantic treasure.

"That's great!"

Fang Shaoyao didn't go in, but chose to sit under the grape trellis to enjoy the cool air. There was no wind, but there was green shade, so it was still very comfortable.

"Doubao, here are your little brother, soup dumplings, and little sister, sugar buns."

Li Haitang asked Nanny Yu to bring the bean buns. Very good, three buns, complete. The buns are ready for the meeting.

The bean bag looked at the soup bag, which was much taller than him, then looked at the sugar bag, and then went straight to the sugar bag.

The two little ones met for the first time. They were very harmonious, without any noise. Doubao shared almond strips with Tangbao.

Tangbao was left alone, not impatient or impatient, and asked Aunt Yu to find him a book. He just wanted to read.

"My son just follows his father. He is not cute at all."

Fang Shaoyao complained that she had no idea about her son and could only play with her little girl on weekdays.

The two siblings barely speak and are sworn enemies, because Soup Dumpling likes to read books, while Sugar Dumpling likes to tear books apart.

Wufu was served fruits, ice bowls, candied fruits and melon seed tea, and the two of them sat on wicker chairs and chatted. Li Haitang started talking about reading, and talked about her younger brother Li Jinhu, who finally gave up literature and joined martial arts, but she respected her younger brother's choice.

"The one in our family always said that businessmen have too many evil minds. Why don't scholars do the same? Not only do they have too many evil minds, they are also selfish."

Fang Shaoyao's family comes from a merchant family, and she has a general view of people reading books, "I just hope that I can read and read while filling soup dumplings, so that I can understand general concepts and have the ability to make money."

Studying and taking scientific examinations is a long road. From being a child, to being a scholar, to being a successful scholar, just ten years of studying hard in a cold window is not enough.

Although her husband was young and promising, he suffered a lot from studying.

Li Guanglu was the concubine of the Li family, and his aunt, not to mention being vicious, did not pay much attention to him. Li Guanglu stood under a tree with lanterns hanging at night in order to study.

Especially in the summer, there were many mosquitoes. In order to concentrate on reading, he would not move even if he saw mosquitoes sucking blood on the back of his hand. Isn't this stupid? A thoughtful one.