Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fang Yan and Chen Yunyao didn't tell anyone about the fact that the old man lived in this resort.

Mr. Wen hid here just to avoid trouble. If they publicized this matter, it would cause trouble for Mr. Wen. Therefore, Grandma Fang asked Fang Yan countless times to remember it, so that it would cause trouble. Fang Yan kept nodding, shaking his head dizzily.

As for the piece of jade, Grandma Fang found a rope and let him hang it around his neck. Fortunately, the clothes are thick now, and no one will find out if he hangs it inside the clothes.

"Grandma, can I go to see Grandpa Wen again at night?" Fang Yan asked: "His uncle's chef cooks delicious food!"

Grandma Fang smiled: "Could it be that our chef's cooking is not delicious?"

Then... of course not...

Fang Yan wrinkled his face in confusion, not knowing what to say.

The so-called cannibalism is soft, and he usually eats so many meals made by the chef uncle, so he is really embarrassed to belittle the chef uncle's craftsmanship at this time.

but……

But the food at Grandpa Wen's house is really delicious...

A bit of pity appeared in Fang Yan's eyes.

Looking at him with pitiful eyes, Grandma Fang couldn't stand it immediately: "OK, OK, Yanyan can go wherever he wants, grandma doesn't stop you, if you want to find Grandpa Wen, go to Grandpa Wen, Just remember to come back."

Fang Yan suddenly became happy again.

"Does Yanyan remember how to get back?" After Fang's grandma asked, she said to herself, "Forget it, I'll pick you up when the time comes. Or let the old man of the Wen family bring you back."

Fang Yan patted his small chest and assured: "It's okay, grandma, I know the way."

Grandma Fang agreed, but she had already made a plan in her heart.

Therefore, the lost old man Wen, who was staying in his other courtyard, hadn't been disappointed for long, when he heard a familiar cry, and the child who had just left came knocking on the door again.

Seeing the child standing at the door smiling obediently at him, Old Man Wen's eyes widened, feeling that all the reluctance and disappointment he had just given up had been fed to the dog.

"You...how did you come so soon?" Old Man Wen looked at him in disbelief.

"Grandma said I could come, so I came." Fang Yan said obediently: "Then Grandpa Wen, do we still have to go fishing?"

"No, no, no, there's no fish in that river, so what's there to catch." Old Man Wen waved his hand.

Fang Yan looked at him in confusion.

Isn't he the one fishing there today?

Old man Wen didn't realize that he had done something that slapped himself in the face. He thought about it happily for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what children like to play with nowadays.

His grandson usually likes to play games with his mobile phone and IPAD, but he doesn't know how to play those online games. Besides, if the child is allowed to play with his mobile phone and IPAD like his grandson, wouldn't he have time to play with him? up?

Old Man Wen shook his head, and racked his brains thinking about what he was playing with when he was a child.

He thought and thought, but still had no clue.

What age is he? He lived a hard life when he was a child. He used to be a farmer, so he can't let the white and tender children farm with him, right?Besides, he is old now, and he can't lift a hoe anymore. This kind of land has been done decades ago, and it has already been hand-grown by now.

Old Man Wen couldn't figure it out, so he asked him directly: "Yanyan, what do you like to play?"

"Me?" Fang Yan thought about it seriously, and said seriously: "I like farming!"

Old Man Wen: "..."

Old man Wen:? ? ?

Old Man Wen looked back at the butler in disbelief, and after receiving the same shocked and affirmative look from him, he turned his head back in more surprise, and asked in surprise, "Planting the land?!"

"Yeah, Grandpa Wen, my land is growing well." Fang Yan proudly raised his chest: "I grow all the vegetables our family eats!"

Old man Wen:? ? ?

He couldn't help but look back at the butler again, and he still got an equally shocked and sure look.

This is really strange.

Are all kids this weird?

When did children not like to play with mobile phones and IPADs, and started to like farming?

Old man Wen can't laugh or cry.

There is no land to grow in this holiday villa, but there is a large yard in his other courtyard, which was designed by a designer. It is very elegant, and all the expensive plants are planted in it.But now, with a big wave of his hand, old man Wen made people pull out all those plants.

When the plants were all pulled out, the tools needed for farming were also sent over.

Fang Yan was the first to pick up a hoe, and ran over to reclaim the land. Hearing that the old man was smacking his tongue, he looked back at the butler, and followed him with the hoe.

He hadn't done farm work for many years, and now that he was doing it again, there was no child who could do it neatly.I saw Fang Yan dragging a hoe that was taller than him to reclaim a large piece of land, and looking at his own, it was still more than half smaller than the one under Fang Yan's feet!

Old man Wen couldn't believe it.

Even a ten-year-old child could not compare, he immediately became unconvinced, swung his hoe, bang bang bang bang, and started working at a not slow speed.The longer he worked, the memory deep in his body was awakened, and his work became more and more agile.

The yard was not big, and the two of them rested for a while from time to time. By the time the entire yard had been reclaimed, it was almost dark.

Fang Yan took out a bag of seeds from the space while digging into his small schoolbag, and ran over to plant those seeds.When he got up again, it was completely dark.

The chef had already prepared the meal and set up a table. The old man Wen waved to him: "Yanyan, come here quickly, and have dinner with grandpa."

"okay."

Fang Yan raised his muddy hands and asked the housekeeper to wipe them clean, then hurried over.

The dinner made by the chef was equally delicious. Fang Yan had a full belly after eating it, and talked to old man Wen for a long time before being picked up by Grandma Fang.

Old Man Wen was drinking tea, smiling and waving at him, until the figure was gone, the butler next to him came over.

"Master, don't you give such a precious thing to the grandson of the Fang family, isn't it too..." He saw the jade sticking out of Fang Yan's neck just now, and it was obviously the piece given by the old man Wen today.

"What's wrong?" Elder Wen smiled cheerfully: "Yanyan is my favorite child, and he saves a lot of worry than those in the family. It's much better to give him than to those people."

"But……"

"Okay, it's just some belongings outside the body. You see, I gave Yan Yan a piece of jade, and he gave me a piece of land. There are backs and forths, and I don't lose anything."

The housekeeper was helpless.

Can this land and jade be equivalent?

It can be heard that what the old man has done is not something he can decide as a housekeeper.

Just hope their master won't regret it.

Wen old man regretted it the next morning.

He got up as usual and opened the door of the living room. He wanted to watch the scenery in the yard and drink a cup of tea. Unexpectedly, when the door of the yard was opened, there was nothing left outside, only the bare dark brown land.

His face froze, his hands were hanging in the air, he took a sip of tea, whether he drank it or not.

The old man Wen couldn't believe it: "Yesterday...why did I agree to Yanyan yesterday to turn this yard...the yard into this?!"

The housekeeper was speechless.

Old Man Wen was stunned for a while, and finally the teacup in his hand was slowly put back on the table.

Something is wrong.he thought to himself.

Hearing that the old man smashed his mouth, he felt that the grandson of his old friend's family was really cute and a little too much.

I've only heard of people laughing at the beacon fire for Bomei people and playing princes, but now he's smiling for Bo children, and he's already plowing the yard?