Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

When the sun has completely set, after watching the sunset, everyone has dinner.

The dishes made by Fang Yan are very popular, and just halfway through the meal, other people rushed to eat them up, and many people were still unsatisfied, calling for Fang Yan to cook a few more dishes.

"What is the worth of our Fang Yan? Are you the one who can be hired if you say please?" Du Hang hummed: "Our Fang Yan is worth a lot. Please don't change the price."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"You're not Fang Yan, how do you know that he won't be able to invite you?" Someone said: "Maybe he likes cooking because of the few practices today. Cooking can also become a hobby."

Du Hang waved his hands with disgust on his face: "Our Fang Yan's hobbies are not so down-to-earth."

"Then tell me, what is Fang Yan's hobby? How tall is he?"

Du Hang was stuck for a while, he didn't know what to say, for fear that if he said it, it would destroy Fang Yan's image of a male god in the eyes of everyone.

But he didn't say anything, but he aroused everyone's curiosity. Seeing Du Hang's faltering, everyone began to urge them unanimously.

"This... this..." Du Hang muttered, not knowing how to speak.He looked left and right, and suddenly wanted to see something, and before everyone could react, he got up and ran away.

Everyone was scornful for a while.

It's just that this unanswered question is lingering in the heart, making everyone feel itchy. The curiosity has not decreased, but it has become more than before.

Everyone looked around, and saw Fang Yan sitting in the corner, playing with his mobile phone, poking his fingers on the screen quickly, as if he was chatting with someone, with a smile on his face, looking very kind and approachable look like.

Everyone glanced at each other, and soon someone stood up boldly and walked towards Fang Yan.

"Hey, hello..." The man's voice trembled a little: "Fang Yan."

"Huh?" Fang Yan raised his head suspiciously.

"We're curious, what are your hobbies." The man took a deep breath and said cautiously, "Can you tell us?"

The other people who were waiting couldn't help holding their breath, as if they were waiting for some great event, they were all very nervous, wishing they were the one who asked the question.It's obviously a very common question, but when it's put on Fang Yan, it's like a taboo that can't be touched.

In just a few seconds, some people couldn't help thinking about it. The Fang family members are so powerful. I heard that the eldest son of the Fang family liked to play stocks since he was a child, let alone the second son of the Fang family. Playing in the entertainment industry, as an equally excellent Fang family, Fang Yan's hobbies should also be very high...?

Before they could think of a possibility, they heard a voice from over there: "Planting the land."

Just two words, like a heavy hammer, shattered everyone's fantasy.

All of a sudden, everyone who was waiting for this answer and heard it was stunned.

"What did you say?!" The person who asked the question looked at him in disbelief, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "Say it again?!"

Others also looked at the people next to them in horror, and when they saw the same horror on their faces, they only felt a second shock.

How could it be! ! !farming! ! ! !

Everyone's expressions were distorted, and their hearts turned into shouting faces.

Fang Yan didn't know why, so he repeated again: "I usually like farming."

It turned out to be farming! ! ! !

Everyone roared in their hearts, wishing they could run to the cliff and shout a few words to express their shock.

"Planting, farming?!" The person who asked the question was stiff: "I must have heard it wrong, right? Do you like farming? The one I know? That..." He did it subconsciously A gesture of wielding a hoe: "Is this farming?"

Fang Yan nodded happily: "That's right, this is the farming. I opened a small piece of land in the yard of my house, and I planted it myself. The vegetables I eat at home are grown in this field."

Everyone was overly surprised, and their faces became expressionless.

The person who asked the question thanked him softly, and sat back in the crowd with a dazed expression on his face.

Everyone seemed to have lost all their ability to speak, and sat together silently, silently sharing their shock.

Du Hang watched the whole process from a corner, and when he ran back, seeing the silent scene, he looked at them with sympathy.

Probably no one thought that Fang Yan's hobbies would be so down-to-earth, right?

When he found out about it, he was shocked, but he and Fang Yan have known each other since childhood, and children's ability to accept is much better than adults. When he knew that Fang Yan likes to farm, he was stunned for a while. At Yan's invitation, he went to farm with him.

Not to mention, the ones grown in the small field in the yard of Fang Yan's house are even more delicious. He helped water the water and carried a basket when he returned.

While thinking about it, Du Hang sat down next to Fang Yan, seeing his concentrated face while holding the phone, he knew without thinking that he was chatting with Gu Rong.Du Hang sighed, propped his chin in boredom, and looked at the silent crowd in front of him in a daze.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt a line of sight, and Du Hang keenly looked in the direction of that line of sight, and saw Xu Wenjing who hastily lowered his head.

Xu Wenjing?

Du Hang stared at him for a long time before looking away.

During the day, Fang Yan slapped her face so mercilessly and humiliated her in front of everyone. Would she be interested in Fang Yan?

Du Hang frowned slightly.

Everyone knows Xu Wenjing's admiration.But it's a bit strange that someone who is liked by someone who has lost face like this can still continue to like him?

Xu Wenjing usually has such a strong self-esteem, Fang Yan made her lose face, she hated him too late, she is not a masochist, she can continue to like him after being hurt.

Thinking so, Du Hang looked at Xu Wenjing again.

I saw Xu Wenjing staring at Fang Yan without blinking, the distance was far away, the light was not very strong, and Du Hang couldn't see her expression, but he could feel it, it wasn't a look of resentment.

Not resentment, not love.

Thinking of the background behind his friend, Du Hang's eyes suddenly revealed a bit of sarcasm.