Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Before dawn the next day, Jiang just opened her eyes and heard a sound coming from the yard.

Xiao Qi didn't know what he saw, but he was giggling and sounded very happy.

She also unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

When we got to the yard,

The first time she looked over, she saw a thin figure squatting next to Song Xiaoqi.

The figure had his back to her, with his hair in a man's bun.

"You...you are..."

The figure turned around.

"auspicious!"

The egg in his hand fell to the ground because he was so surprised.

Jiang took a step forward and grabbed Song Jixiang and stood up, "Why are you dressed like this? Why don't you change it?"

I don’t know where the girl found the men’s clothes?

"Look, mother," he turned around proudly.

"Besides my little Qi, there is no more handsome young man!"

She looked at her reflection in the water and was quite satisfied with herself.

A little darker, a little thinner, nothing else wrong with him.

This set of clothes was found in the Song family's old house. It was locked in a cabinet and looked like it had never been worn.

She took it away with peace of mind.

He pulled Jiang to sit down, acting like an old-fashioned man who was not willing to do any ideological work.

She explained the situation with both emotional and logical appeal, and made sure that Jiang would agree with her approach.

Finally, I would like to conclude: We can’t just live off our savings!

Jiang went from opposing at first to nodding helplessly, and finally had to compromise.

So what if I don’t agree with my daughter’s behavior?

She is a woman who has lost her husband, Xiaoqi is a child who knows nothing, and the only one who can support this family is the "handsome young man" in front of her.

Silent sigh.

"Do whatever you want, but always take your own safety into consideration... Mother will not stop you."

Song Jixiang was very happy and hugged Jiang and kissed her.

She was very glad that Jiang was not an unreasonable person.

From now on, she won't have to hide anything and be timid.

"You..."

Jiang tugged at Song Jixiang's cheek lovingly, "From now on, mother will be able to enjoy happiness!"

Seeing the prey piled up on the side, he covered his mouth and shouted, "Oh my God! Why are there so many?"

It once again refreshed her understanding of her own daughter.

"Well, your daughter is capable!"

Uh-huh,

Jiang's chick pecked at the rice and nodded.

A feeling of happiness fills their whole body. Perhaps, their good days are not just a dream!

As a mother, she also needs to cheer up and not be outdone by her daughter.

A family should move forward together and make progress together!

……

Sifang Town.

Although this town is not big, it is located in the center of several villages.

Therefore, people come and go, and it is very lively.

A tall and burly man was walking on the street with a dark and thin boy.

A familiar vendor on the street greeted the man, "He Dazhuang, is this your son? He doesn't look like him..."

His words drew a jeer from those around him.

He Dazhuang pretended to wave his fist.

"What are you talking about? This is my relative's child, don't talk nonsense."

After saying that, he glanced at the tomboy next to him.

"Jixiang, these people usually like to talk nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"Uncle He, I'm not a porcelain doll that will break if touched, so just treat me like a real kid."

"Hey hey hey," He Dazhuang also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Come on, I'll take you around town. Get familiar with it so you can find the place next time you come."

Sifang Town was far more prosperous and lively than Song Jixiang had imagined.

It was her first time strolling around the ancient streets and she felt curious. She looked left and right and really looked like a teenager.

The two strolled to the back door of a restaurant.

He Dazhuang knocked on the wooden door with familiarity and said a few words to the old man inside. Two boys dressed as waiters came out, took the prey in front of them, weighed it skillfully, and finally handed over the silver and money.

He Dazhuang waved his hands repeatedly and pushed Song Jixiang to the front.

Song Jixiang did not refuse, he took the bag of money directly and thanked him out loud.

After getting the money, He Dazhuang felt like he had accomplished something great and was about to rush back with Song Jixiang.

Although the prey this time was not as big as the roe deer, it was great in number. Seeing the young man's expression as if he was holding two taels of silver without taking it seriously, the corners of his eyes twitched with pain.

Song Jixiang glanced at the other person's chapped lips and kept complaining that his legs were sore and he couldn't walk. Ignoring He Dazhuang's objections, he pulled him into a nearby teahouse.

The decoration of this teahouse is ordinary and the storefront is not very big, so it should be affordable for ordinary people.

I ordered a pot of tea and some cakes and paid the money first.

Three plates of snacks and a pot of tea cost one hundred and fifty cents, which made her astonished.

Seeing He Dazhuang standing there uncomfortably.

It was a little funny, so she pulled him to sit down: "Uncle, try it!"

Ancient teahouses were not as private as modern ones. If the next table spoke a little louder, the people at the adjacent tables could hear it clearly. Moreover, she had special powers and could hear almost all the conversations in the hall.

"Have you heard? The county magistrate's house has posted a reward notice?"

"What notice?"

"Hey, you haven't heard of this. Are you still from Yongning County?"

"A new batch of goods has arrived at the store, and I'm too busy to spare time. Stop keeping me in suspense and talk to my brother."

As they talked, they smiled and refilled each other's cups with tea.

Don’t reach out to hit the smiling person.

The man didn't keep people waiting any longer, took a sip of tea, and spoke slowly.

The county magistrate was a filial son, and her mother liked to grow flowers and plants.

Some time ago, she bought a rare foreign flower from a seafaring merchant. She loved it so much that even her beloved grandson was not allowed to touch it.

I am afraid of freezing in the morning and evening, and afraid of being exposed to the sun at noon. Too much water is not good, but too little water will make me dry...

“Is it so particular?”

Those who heard it were amazed. They thought that this was not about growing flowers, but about offering sacrifices to the ancestors!

"Even though she took such good care of the flower, it still withered day by day. The old lady was so worried that she had a heart attack. When she lay in bed, she did not forget to put the flower pot by the bed.

The county magistrate couldn't bear to see my mother so sad, so he posted a reward notice, hoping that someone who is good at growing flowers can save this precious variety. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this a flower-loving mania?"

People like them struggle to make a living every day, so it is really difficult for them to understand the thoughts of rich people.

No matter how big the world is, isn't it still a pot of flowers?

Can it be worth eating or drinking? ! !

"Shh, keep your voice down... don't let anyone hear you. Isn't this what we, the powerful and noble people of the Dayu Dynasty, like?"

Isn't this just a case of what goes around comes around?

The person who was speaking looked around like a thief and was unwilling to talk more.

"Since it's a rare thing from a foreign country, why don't you just go find the flower seller and ask him about it?"

Someone from the next table came over and asked with a shameless face.

The storyteller glanced at him cautiously, lowered his head to drink tea, and remained silent.

The person at the next table looked a little unhappy.

At this time, someone said, "That foreign merchant has already gone to other places. Where can we find him?"

Several people with the same hobbies gathered at a table and whispered to each other.

Do all the dignitaries of this dynasty love flowers?

This incident caught Song Jixiang's attention.

In fact, there are many people who love flowers in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. It is human nature and there is nothing wrong with it.

After all, plants and humans are closely related.

Before the end of the world, when people had nothing to do, they liked to get together with a few friends to go to the botanical garden to view the scenery, appreciate the flowers, drink tea, etc.

Bonsai plants, flower arrangement art, landscape plants, and plant landscaping are also particularly popular, and several of her friends are engaged in this kind of work.

There are many reasons why flowers wither. Others can’t cure them, but she can!

Her plant-related abilities are not just for show.

Although I have an idea in mind, I still need to find out more clearly.

So he waved to the waiter to bring a new portion of cake, walked to the next table and put it down, then politely bowed to the few people, "To be honest with you uncles, my family has been gardeners for generations, and I have quite a bit of experience with flowers and plants. Could you please tell me a thing or two?

I would like to thank you all here!"

He Dazhuang, who followed over, was a little confused. Was it that the Song family's ancestors were gardeners?

How come he has never heard of it? ! !