After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

in the courtyard.

Mr. Zhao stood under the jujube tree, looking up at the green jujubes as big as thumbs that grew on the tree.

Mr. Xiang looked at Mr. Zhao, whose shoes and trousers were wet with water, with mixed emotions: "Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao turned around, he was elegant and handsome, and smiled softly: "Xiang Lizheng."

His eyes moved to Xiang Xinjin, and he nodded slightly to greet him: "Master Xiang Liu!"

I don’t know since when, both the villagers and the people in the alliance village began to call the Xiang family their masters.

Especially Xiang Xinjin, his name is the best among everyone, and they all respectfully call him Xiang Liuye.

Xiang Xinjin also nodded slightly to Mr. Zhao, said hello and stood behind Mr. Xiang, like a protector.

But Mr. Zhao knows that Xiang Liuye is not a protector, but a decision-maker.

Mr. Xiang walked under the jujube tree, touched the green jujube as big as his thumb, and said with a smile, "These jujubes will be ready to eat in a few days."

Mr. Zhao’s eyes fell on the green dates, and his face showed joy: "Yes, it will be very sweet to eat in a few days, but you can actually eat it now."

Xiang Xinjin's gaze that had just moved away fell on Mr. Zhao again, his eyebrows raised slightly.

interesting.

Mr. Xiang was slightly startled and a little unsure: "It can be eaten now, but it is very hard and has no sweet taste. It is not delicious."

"It's not that there's no sweetness, it's that there's not enough sweetness." Mr. Zhao picked a green date and put it directly into his mouth. "It's more delicious than the dates I've eaten before. I, Zhao Chenyi, won't lie."

He picked off a green date and handed it to Mr. Xiang: "If you don't believe it, Xiang Li is trying it."

Looking at Mr. Zhao who was mainly anti-customer, Mr. Xiang was a little unsure whether he had made a mistake just now.

He took the green dates and took a bite. The sweetness was not very sweet, but it was full of water.

Compared with other dates in the past, our own dates are quite delicious.

It's just that now there are only three fruit trees left in the entire village and the entire Alliance Village, and the other fruit trees have been frozen to death.

Mr. Zhao picked another date and handed it to Xiang Xinjin: "Master Xiang Liu, I, Zhao Chenyi, picked a date for you. Please accept it."

Xiang Xinjin looked at the green dates in Mr. Zhao's hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked into Mr. Zhao's smiling eyes, raising the corners of his lips: "My jujube tree, my jujubes, you pick them?"

Mr. Zhao was not angry, but smiled happily: "I am not only willing to pick your jujube trees and your jujubes for you, but I also want to tell those who have eaten your jujubes that I am the one who picked your jujubes." people."

Xiang Xinjin confirmed Master Zhao's intention, sneered, and took the dates from his hand.

Rubbing it hard on his sleeve: "There are many dates on my jujube tree. If I don't pick one of yours, someone else will pick the dates for me. It's just a matter of time."

Mr. Zhao did not flinch, and still smiled and said: "Please give me a chance to pick dates, Mr. Xiang Liu. You see, my fingers are quite slender."

Xiang Xinjin's eyes fell on his fingers, which were indeed very slender, the kind that looked like the fingers of a scholar holding a brush.

Even though he helped with the work during this period, his fingers did not suffer from frostbite or cracks due to the nourishment of the spiritual spring water.

"They are indeed a pair of beautiful hands!" Xiang Xinjin praised sincerely, "They are prettier than mine."

Mr. Zhao's smile was a little stiff: "I grew up in fine clothes and fine food. I never did farm work, so I took good care of my hands."

"Master Liu is not only good at reading, he is also good at farm work. He is much better than a loser like me who can't do anything but study."

"Although I don't know how to farm, I can use my life to safeguard my original intention."

Xiang Xinjin suddenly laughed: "You dare to say that."

Mr. Zhao smiled when he saw him, and his tense expression immediately relaxed: "That's the way it is. Whoever's family has jujube trees, whose family has jujubes, and whose family I share jujubes with, I naturally like that family."

"I don't have any other big ambitions. I just want to feed and clothe the people."

"I was naive before, but now I understand a lot."

"You will never understand that kind of despair unless you are together."

"I have never tasted it, and I will never understand the taste of unripe dates and ripe dates."

Xiang Xinjin was very satisfied with his statement and attitude: "My yard is too small and there are only three fruit trees."

“No matter how much fruit a fruit tree bears, it’s not enough.”

"If other people see my fruits are ripe and come in groups to snatch them, my family will definitely not be able to protect these three fruit trees with just these people."

"I dare to ask Mr. Zhao, how do you solve this problem?"

Mr. Zhao smiled shyly and proudly: "My father is the Imperial Academy's wine sacrificer."

Xiang Xinjin's eyes lit up: "It's a great joy."

Mr. Zhao smiled very gently and proudly: "My father once said that his biggest wish after resigning is to find a green mountain, build a farmhouse, plant a few acres of land, and raise a dog."

"I think Xiangjia Village is good. If I get a letter from him one day, he will be happy to come here."

Xiang Xinjin also yearns for it: "That would be great."

"Yes." Mr. Zhao walked to the bayberry tree, pinched the newly grown bayberry with his fingers, and turned slightly to look at Xiang Xiaoliu, "Although the fruit is small, give it time and it will eventually grow."

"At that time, the taste will be wonderful!"

Xiang Xinjin walked beside Mr. Zhao and looked up at the little bayberry with him: "You can give it time, but I'm afraid someone will cut down the tree with the roots and not give it time to grow."

Master Zhao picked off a small bayberry, loosened his hand, and the little bayberry fell to the ground: "The little bayberry is already growing on the tree. Even if someone cuts the tree with a knife, the little bayberry will fall to the ground and will not fall to the ground." The tree moves.”

"The little bayberry is on this tree. Even if the tree is chopped down, this little bayberry will not bear fruit on other bayberry trees."

He looked at Xiang Xinjin: "Or are you willing to give up this fruit tree full of little bayberries to others? Let others pick all the bayberries that will be sweet from now on?"

"Not even a sweet taste for you?"

"Perhaps, after others picked the bayberries, they became jealous and burned the fruit trees."

"Do you think this is possible?"

Xiang Xinjin raised the corners of his lips, picked a small bayberry and handed it to Mr. Zhao: "My family has to pick the fruit."

Mr. Zhao took the little bayberry and put it in his mouth. His sore face was deformed and his tongue was trembling: "I will take whatever you give me."

Xiang Xinjin looked at him seriously and finally nodded: "Yes."

Mr. Zhao picked off a small bayberry and handed it to Xiang Xinjin: "Please."

Xiang Xinjin looked at Mr. Zhao whose facial features were all sore, and his teeth were so sore that he still threw the bayberry into his mouth.

The moment he put it into his mouth, his facial features wrinkled together in sourness: "Why not a grapevine?"

"Unripe grapes are so sour that you can't put it in your mouth." Mr. Zhao swallowed the little bayberry directly, stuck out his tongue and spit it out, "I want to drink some water."

After reaching an agreement, Xiang Xinjin also swallowed the little bayberry and walked quickly to the kitchen with his tongue hanging out: "Quick, there is water in the kitchen."