If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

It was winter, and it was cold and windy.

The Meng family has single clothes made of cotton wool sent by Xia Chen, so naturally they don't need to wrap them too bloatedly like others, just wear such a warm clothes inside and a cotton robe outside.

Wang Chen wore a hat, made of light gray cotton cloth, with thick cotton wool inside, covering his head, face and ears, revealing a pair of peach blossom pupils that shone brightly.

He just stood there quietly, and he attracted all of Fu Zhan's attention.

In a daze, Fu Zhan seemed to see the little Ah Qing when he was young, delicate and beautiful like a girl, following behind him as a young boy, calling him in a childish voice: "Little brother, slow down, Ah Qing!" Qing can't keep up!"

The boy would always stop, hold the child's chubby hand, or carry him on his back, walking step by step, the figures of the boy and the child gradually elongated.

They have grown up.

He lost him.

The scorching eyes startled the group of people in front of the city gate. Xia Chen turned his head and saw a tall man standing not far away, staring at them in a daze, or rather, it was Wang Chen beside him. .

Haven't seen each other for many years, when we saw each other again, things were different, Wangchen's eyes were in a trance for a while, and then he regained his composure after a while, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled indifferently.

Xia Chen patted Xue Guangzong's head, and told the kid who was turning his eyes to go back first. Mr. Meng also held Mrs. Meng who looked angry, and watched Wang Chen step forward. They stood not far away.

The two walked to a distance of one meter, stopped in tacit understanding, and Wang Chen clasped his hands together and proclaimed a Buddha's name.

Fu Zhan's expression darkened, his eyes glanced at the Buddhist beads in Wangchen's hand, he opened his mouth, and after a while he made a sound: "How are you... how are you?"

Wangchen's eyes were bent, and he had a very gentle and satisfied smile on his face: "Thank you, Master Fu, for your concern. Everything is going smoothly here, little monk."

He really feels that his current life is very good, and he lives extremely happy and fulfilling every day.

Fu Zhan looked at Wangchen steadfastly, his expression was not fake at all, his smile was sincere and warm, just like the young Aqing who had never been hurt by him.

After a long time, Fu Zhan suddenly broke into a smile, his hearty appearance seemed to be without any haze: "That's good."

I'm relieved to see you doing well.

Wangchen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He said firmly, but he was afraid that Fu Zhan would still not let it go. He shaved off three thousand threads of worry, but the previous feelings cannot be dissipated by shaving his head.

To this day, no matter how much he said, it would be nothing but lies. I only hope that Fu Zhan can forget about him and live a good life with that girl in the future.

Now that we have met, I always have to ask the elders in the family. The elders in the General's Mansion loved him very much.

After Wangchen finished asking, Fu Zhan answered one by one with a gentle smile: "Everyone is fine, everyone misses you very much, and I will come to look for you after the house is settled."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to be afraid that Wang Chen would misunderstand, and quickly added: "Grandma knew about this, and she agreed, let me find you—"

take you home.

"Let me find you and see if you are doing well."

Fu Zhan looks handsome and handsome, but when he smiles, he has a burst of youthful air. When he talks to Wangchen, he always smiles, as if he is still the proud son of Fu Zhan who rides the horse and raises the whip.

"Then you..." Wangchen didn't intend to drive Fu Zhan away, but under the current circumstances, it is impossible for Fu Zhan to leave his family behind and stay in Wangxiang City, even if there are General Fu and Fu Yu in the mansion. look after.

"I... I need to go back after I make some adjustments." Fu Zhan still smiled, but the meaning of the smile was bitter. He wanted to stay, and it would be good if he could see Ah Qing more. .

But he still has responsibilities that he can't let go of. The family is not as good as he told Ah Qing. His father was seriously injured in the frontier and almost never recovered. Although he is alive now, he has lost his leg and is unable to walk.

When he came back from the frontier, he found out that Aqing had left the imperial capital to find his sister's family. The mountains and rivers were poor and evil. He knew more about the hardships in this chaotic world along the way. He was afraid that Aqing would die in an unknown place. Somewhere, we will never see each other again.

Grandma is getting old, and her health is getting worse day by day, and the internal affairs can still be handled by the aunt and sister-in-law, but the lack of food and rice is not something they can solve.

He made up his mind to look for Ah Qing, and threw the whole family to his second brother. He said to himself, just this time, as long as he saw Ah Qing, as long as he was still alive.

Wang Chen remembered what Xia Chen told him about Fu Zhan's situation, and seeing him in a mess, he couldn't bear it.

The conditions in the outer city were poor, and he wanted to let Fu Zhan live in the inner city, but he couldn't speak up. He was worried that breaking the rules would make things difficult for Xia Chen, and he was also afraid that his sister would misunderstand and further prejudice against Fu Zhan.

He simply stopped thinking about it and led Fu Zhan to meet his family and Xia Chen.

The former did not need his introduction, as he recognized Fu Zhan as soon as he met him. When Mr. Meng's family left Beijing, he was already quite old, so naturally he still remembered their appearance, and immediately bowed and saluted: "I have seen Mrs. Fu's sister." , brother-in-law."

Mrs. Meng has always been courteous and courteous, but she has no good face towards Fu Zhan. Mr. Meng gave him a hand, said a few casual words to smooth things over, and pulled Meng Mingjun over to introduce them.

Meng Mingjun and his mother share the same hatred, Fu Zhan is not angry, but is very happy that Ah Qing's family cares about him so much.

When it was Xia Chen's turn, Mr. Meng had just introduced a name. Fu Zhan frowned and said, "It seems a little familiar...you, you are the son adopted by the father?!"

Xia Chen smiled and cupped his hands: "It's the next time, it's the first time we meet, Fourth Brother Fu, please give me your advice."

Mr. Meng did not expect that they had such a relationship. Xia Chen briefly introduced the relationship between the two families. Although Mrs. Meng hated Fu Zhan, she would not be angry with Xia Chen.

Even she didn't have much resentment towards the other people in the General's Mansion, she was just angry with them. Since Fu Zhan was going to marry a wife and have children, why did she delay her younger brother in the first place, let Ah Qing get deeper and deeper, and finally become a monk in love.

Now that he has recognized his relatives, he will naturally not let Fu Zhan live in the shack in the outer city. Xia Chen wants to lead him into the city. After Fu Zhan knows that he is the city lord here, he first praises him, and then says that it is not good to break it for him. rule.

Xia Chen brought out the rule that the family can give each other contribution value, saying that the brother-in-law is also a brother, and he just gave him his contribution.

Seeing his sincerity, Fu Zhan followed him into the city after hearing that he wanted to inquire about the Imperial Capital.

As soon as the group left, the residents of the outer city began to discuss, thinking that this seemingly down-and-out man was really lucky to have met the city lord.

Not long after entering the city, he bumped into Wen Shu, who was rushing this way. The boy who reported the letter was timid, so he lingered at the door of Xia's house for a while, only to meet the young mother coming back from the outside, and asked her to turn her hand to say something.

"Zi Jian." Xia Chen pulled Wen Shu over, introduced Fu Zhan's identity to him, and introduced Wen Shu to Fu Zhan, saying that he was his best friend.

Wen Shu's elegant demeanor was too captivating, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a son carefully cultivated by a family. The name sounded familiar, but Fu Zhan couldn't remember where he heard it.

It is true that Wen Shu has disappeared from the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital for too long. When people mention him, they are mostly "the eldest son who has avoided living and recuperating from illness". As time goes by, his name has been forgotten by everyone.

If Wen Shu didn't mention it, Xia Chen would naturally not reveal his identity, and the group walked back together with Wen Shu.

He had to arrange a place for Fu Zhan first. He didn't have a separate vacant room at home, and he didn't know that Fu Zhan was not used to living with other people. Otherwise, he could only squeeze Dong Geer and Nan Geer to make room .

As for borrowing, the Meng family must have a vacant house, but Mrs. Meng is definitely not willing to let him live there. Although Xia Chen is satisfied with Fu Zhan's attitude of not being too entangled, he is still worried about him getting along with Wangchen. .

He asked Fu Zhan for his opinion, and Fu Zhan said that he could live anywhere, but he had to find a place to store his horse.

Fu Zhan was leading a black horse, which was extremely handsome. It looked like a good horse, but its coat color was a bit dull, and it looked like it had suffered a lot.

"Maybe your horse is mixed with other horses?" Xia Chen asked.

"Of course." Fu Zhan patted the old man's head: "Although Wu Yun doesn't care about people, he won't lose his temper casually."

Xia Chen took him to the stables first, and Mrs. Meng took Wangchen away under the pretext of not being on the way. Fu Zhan glanced at him silently, smiled quietly, didn't say much, just watched Wangchen's back go far away. go.

The horse shed was built in a relatively remote place, halfway through the city, and after Wang Chen left, Fu Zhan finally thought about taking a look at this new city that had begun to take shape and was full of vitality.

Clean and tidy streets, strange square two-story buildings, workers busy with construction against the cold wind, pedestrians with smiles on their faces...

All of this before the end, at most, the style of the house was a bit strange, but now, it made Fu Zhan very curious about Xia Chen.

He still remembered the praise he heard for Xia Chen not long ago from the kid who introduced him, and from the conversations of other residents in the outer city.

He didn't take it too seriously at first, but now thinking about the improved rice seeds and two high-yielding crops donated by the Xia family, Fu Zhan couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that his righteous brother really worshiped an old fairy master?

Xia Chen saw that he was watching seriously, so he did not hesitate to introduce: "This is a residential area, and inside is a cafeteria, which serves various meals in the morning, noon and evening, and there is a bathhouse..."

Talking while walking, when we got to the stables, we could smell the mixed smell of animals and hay from a distance. This cannot be completely removed by frequent cleaning. Fu Zhan often stays in the barracks, but he is used to this smell .

Because there were so many horses, so many stables were built. Fu Zhan was a little surprised when he looked at it. He thought that there would not be too many horses in this newly built city, but just looking at the stables, horses are indispensable.

At this moment the stable was empty, only a few foals were left, the weather today was not bad, Mr. Xia took a few people out to graze the horses, the horses could not be locked in the shed all the time, they had to be let out for a run from time to time.

Seeing Xia Chen coming, the horseman who stayed behind immediately came up to meet him. Xia Chen asked him to find a good place for Fu Zhan's horse and feed it well.

The horseman stretched out his hand to lead the horse, but the black horse named Wu Yun shook his head and refused to cooperate. Fu Zhan comforted his old man, and tied the horse himself under the leadership of the horseman.

"This horse has been hungry for a long time." The horseman came out with a bundle of pasture, which was freshly harvested and dried. Fu Zhan was even more surprised. How could there be so much rich pasture in the Central Plains at the foot of the mountain? , there is not much pasture left at the moment.

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