Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 233 Redesign
At this time, many villagers from Linglong Village came to the door.

They are mostly old and young.

Looking at a group of old, weak, sick and disabled outside, Song Yaomei never felt that her head was so big.

Under Alai's leadership, they all knelt down, "Meet the patriarch."

The voices one after another spread to Song Yaomei's ears, and under Huaniang's surprised eyes.

Song Yaomei raised both hands, "You all get up!"

"Thank you patriarch!"

"Let the patriarch speak!"

Song Yaomei said with a straight face, "Go back first, what did you do before, now you just need to follow the steps. If there are any plans, I will let everyone know."

I saw those villagers knelt down again, "But follow the orders of the patriarch!"

Then they backed off a little bit.

Alai did not leave, but still stood there.

Song Yaomei looked at her, "Take me to Xiugu's boudoir!"

Alai smiled happily, led Song Yaomei, and led the way in front of him bouncing around.

Sure enough, it was a child.

Don't tell her those things for the rest of your life!
When she arrived at Xiugu's room, Song Yaomei was startled.

It is not so much a boudoir as a study.

Because there are books in the whole room, and the rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged.

And very planned.

The classification is clear.

Medical books belong to medical skills, technical ones belong to technical ones, there are some notes and miscellaneous talks, and there are a few books on a bookshelf, which turned out to be Fengshui Xuanshu and the like.

Song Yaomei went over and opened it to have a look. Although the book was very old, it was written in the characters of their dynasty.

So Song Yaomei couldn't understand.

She put down the book, looked at the tortoise shells of copper coins on her desk, and turned to Alai, "Does Aunt Xiu usually like to use this for counting things?"

Alai nodded, "Xiu Gu used this to calculate things very well. She said that I will be a happy flower in my life, so I will be happy every day."

After speaking, he also picked up a camellia in a bottle.

This camellia is white with full blooms.

"Is this the camellia in your garden?"

Alai nodded, "The former patriarch likes tea, but Xiugu likes camellia, so the tea they grow are not in the same place."

"Take me to see!"

Alai put down the flowers and took Song Yaomei to go.

Just turning a corner, I saw Xiugu's tea garden.

This season, the camellias in the garden are blooming beautifully.

Various colors and varieties of camellias compete for splendor.

Song Yaomei walked up to a three-color camellia.

"This is the Seventh Fairy, the favorite of our sister-in-law Xiu!"

Song Yaomei lowered her waist and sniffed.

The fragrance is strong and the color is very authentic.

It is said that if a plant can produce pure red and white flowers, it is the best variety.

Song Yaomei also liked camellias in modern times.

Maybe it's better to shut up with her grandfather again!
But at that time, she just liked to watch it, and didn't care much about it. It was her grandfather who took care of it.

But some basic common sense is still known.

"Who usually takes care of the flowers in these gardens?"

"Me!" Alai raised his thumbs proudly.

It looks like you see how awesome I am.

Song Yaomei wanted to scrape her nose very much.

Song Yaomei just smiled, thinking that you will be busy in the future.

She is going to make this camellia bigger and stronger.

Qingyun County has a vast land and abundant resources, and she wants to develop brands, brand development, and product continuation.

The tea oil used by Xiugu's mother is probably also made from the flower seeds here.

So tea is actually the best crop.

Tea, tea oil, camellia.

These can be an industrial chain.

Thinking of her, she wanted to see how big Linglong Village was.

Of course, Alai led the way.

Because of what happened, except for Wang Putao and Yang Ye, the young general had already brought the officers and soldiers back here, and the village seemed much more peaceful.

As Song Yaomei walked, Alai introduced her.

Along the way, you can still see some villagers working in the fields, and they will salute Song Yaomei when they see her.

Song Yaomei was very embarrassed, but they all nodded in greeting.

Fortunately, it was only the first time when Alai led them, they knelt down to her, and the rest of the time they just expressed verbally, which saved a lot of embarrassment.

After a lap, Song Yaomei realized that the place here is not too big.

The village was built around water, but there is a very important feature, that is, the river is a bit weird.

The front is very shallow and not too wide, but as you go to the back, you find that the river is getting wider and wider, and it seems to be very deep.

Thinking of the lake, Song Yaomei suddenly thought of Heishui Lake.

When there were only Alai, Song Yaomei and Li Sanlang, Song Yaomei finally asked the question in her heart.

"What kinds of fish do you have here?"

Alai laughed, "It's easy," she yelled into the river, "Fish girl, come here!"

The fish lady, who was still fishing in the river, rowed over.

"Patriarch!"

Song Yaomei saw that she really looked like a fisherman, "Are you in charge of the fish on this lake?"

Yu Niang is only about ten years old.

Seeing it really made Song Yaomei feel distressed.

She showed a mouthful of white teeth, which formed a great contrast with her dark skin.

"As far as Patriarch Hui is concerned, my mother-in-law was originally doing this, but she is not in good health now, so I will do all these in the future."

Seeing her heartless smile, Song Yaomei wiped the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief.

"Yu Niang, don't you feel tired just doing this at such a young age?"

Yu Niang smiled even more happily, and said with a smile: "I'm not tired!"

Then she ran to the boat and showed Song Yaomei and the others the fish she had just caught.

"Patriarch, look, how big the fish I catch!"

Looking at her standing on the rickety boat, her small body seemed to be photographed in the lake by the big fish tail at any moment.

Tears flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Come down quickly, don't fall."

She put the fish in the fishing boat again, and got off with a heartless smile.

He tilted his head and looked at Song Yaomei, "Patriarch, can I ask you? Why, you are not from our village but you can be the patriarch of our village? And where are the original patriarch and the saint? "

"Yu Niang, don't talk to the patriarch like that."

Song Yaomei said: "They all went outside to see the world. The outside world is very big, and Yuniang can go and see it when she grows up."

Yu Niang looked at her understandingly, "Are you going out and bringing back a doll like Sister Sister and the others?"

Song Yaomei stroked her head.

Song Yaomei is also very troubled by this bad habit in Linglong Village.

Only when a person has seen the world and broadened his horizons can he know what life is and what he wants.

Even if you can't see the world, you should go out for a walk.

Going out, if you meet the right one, you should live your own life.

If you don't want to come back, you don't have to come back.

But if you are tired and want to come back, there is still a home here.

(End of this chapter)