Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 60 Autumn Harvest
Although it was said that it was the autumn harvest season, the sun was still hot. Feng Yong walked around with a torch under the sun for a long time. He felt that his clothes were getting soaked, and his throat was smoking.As soon as the ceremony is completed, people are about to collapse, rush to their own exclusive fishing treasure, and then lie down and pretend to be dead.

Yaomei is a good girl. Although she is not very good at reading and writing, her hands and feet are very quick.Early in the morning, he prepared tea under the shade of a tree, and when he saw Feng Yong coming, he graciously handed him a bowl of tea.

Yes, the water temperature is just right.

After pouring down two big bowls of tea, he returned to his soul.

"Go, send a bowl of tea to the housekeeper and the grandfather."

Seeing the housekeeper standing on the ground talking to an old man, the old man seemed to be a little familiar. After thinking about it, he might have met him, but he didn't say hello. It should be from the Li family, so Feng Yong said to Yaomei. .

"Huh? How come Erlang is free to come here today?" Huang Yueying was thinking hard with a piece of paper in the prime minister's residence in Jincheng. When he saw Zhao Guang walking in, he couldn't help asking strangely.Under her feet, various parts were scattered all over the floor, some of which were made of wood and some of cast iron.

Zhang Xing, who is not far away, was dancing wildly with a small wooden stick, and shouted: "All soldiers, there are many enemy troops, so it is not suitable to fight! Don't panic, and fight with Yu!"

Zhao Guang hurriedly saluted: "Did my aunt forgot that today is the day when Feng Zhuang opened the sickle. My aunt said that I want to see it."

"Hey! I almost forgot!" Huang Yueying patted her forehead, "I was thinking about the method of making the eight ox plow, but I can't remember going to Fengzhuang today." She turned to Zhang Xing next to her. Said, "Siniang come here, I'll ask someone to escort you back to the house. I'll go out when my aunt has something to do."

Zhang Xing listened to it early, heard the words and threw away the small wooden stick, ran over and hugged Huang Yueying's leg, raised his head and begged: "Auntie, I also want to go to Fengzhuang. Some time ago I also told my mother that I want to play in Fengzhuang!"

Huang Yueying patted her head and said softly, "I'm here for business, not for fun. I'll take you there later."

Zhang Xing pursed his lips: "Auntie don't want to coax Siniang. I heard it clearly just now. Auntie is going to Fengzhuang to see people cutting millet. What else can Fengzhuang do besides farming?"

Huang Yueying frowned: "Who told you that farming is not a business?"

Zhang Xing was most afraid of seeing Huang Yueying's expression, so he shrank his neck and whispered: "When I went to the palace to play a few days ago, I heard what the emperor's brother-in-law said. He said that it was a big business for him to handle the affairs of the state. Lang Jun is much stronger."

Hearing this, Huang Yueying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was just a joke between the emperor and Zhang Xing, and thought to himself: "Although this A Dou is still young, he is still an emperor, the world is based on farming, how can he Do you have such thoughts? Even if you are joking, you can’t talk nonsense. You have to ask Arondo to remind the emperor.”

It's not easy to take Zhang Xing's words at the moment, but when she heard the words "Feng Langjun", her heart moved and she said with a smile, "Since you really want to go, then you can go together, just be obedient."

"Be obedient, Siniang listens to her aunt's words the most." Zhang Xing nodded again and again.

In the evening, I went back to my rented house after get off work, opened the refrigerator, took out the watermelon that I put in in the morning, digged deeply into the flesh of the melon in the middle with a spoon, and stuffed it into my mouth without chewing at all. The icy and sweet watermelon juice overflowed into my mouth, and I swallowed it again and again, making my whole body shiver. Then I rolled over and lay down on the sofa. The stock price, the fatigue of the day is all gone.Before I could finish eating, my stomach swelled up, and then I wanted to sleep... Suddenly I smelled a familiar scent of perfume, and at the same time my ears hurt, only to hear the voice of the female boss: "Give me such sloppy again... "

"It hurts..." Feng Yong cried out, "Don't screw it!"

"You know the pain doesn't come back?"

Only a squeak could be heard.

I'm here, traveled back again?

Feng Yong woke up from his sleep, and before he could see his surroundings clearly, such a thought flashed in his heart.Feeling an itchy nose, I couldn't help sneezing.

After a sneeze, I was much more awake. It was still the same place, the familiar fishing exclusive treasure place under the willow tree.

When he looked up, he saw a face full of anger looking down at him, while a little loli hid her hands behind her so that Feng Yong couldn't see what she was holding.Next to him was a female knight who looked like a thousand-year-old iceberg, her eyes were indifferent and she looked at him quietly.

"It turned out that it was the lady who came, and the boy failed to greet him, which is really rude." Feng Yong was so frightened that he quickly got up and saluted.

"Feng Mingwen, you are so at ease!" Huang Yueying didn't bother Feng Yong at all, staring at a pair of phoenix eyes, "Everyone is busy, you are still in the mood to lie down here?"

I don't sleep, what can I do?Feng Yong was at a loss.

"Come with me." Huang Yueying was inexplicably angry when she saw his innocent face, turned and walked towards the harvesting field.

Feng Yong followed behind for no apparent reason and touched his ears. He didn't know if it was an illusion or it was a little painful. Look at Huang Yueying who was walking in front of him, and look at Huang Yueying who was walking in front of him, and who was jumping and shaking with a dog's tail grass in his hand. Little Lolita, look at Guan Ji, who is emitting a chill even under the sun, and finally look at Yaomei, who has been driven far away. I wonder if this is someone screwing me in a dream or is it really someone screwing me?
When several people passed the official road, Feng Yong saw Huang Yueying's bullock cart parked beside him, and the driver who was prettier than a woman gave Feng Yong a bright smile.

Feng Yong pronounced "go" at him with his mouth, traitor!fraud!Mingming had already told Zhao Guang and Wang Xun yesterday that the government would collect millet in the past few days and give them a holiday.Now that I see this guy working as a driver here again, how could Feng Yong never imagine that this must be related to him?
That night, I even confessed to Lao Tzu affectionately, saying that I would not spy on intelligence in the future, but I didn't expect to turn around and go to Huang Yueying to report it again today.

Zhao Guang made a gesture to Feng Yong, and then drove the bullock cart to the road in Zhuangshang. On the official road, vehicles are not allowed to stop for a long time.

Several people walked to the edge of the rice field that was being harvested. Huang Yueying pointed to the front and asked, "How big is this valley?"

How would I know?At that time, I spread as much farmyard manure as there was. Who would go to measure it when I was so idle?

"About ten acres, right?" Feng Yong looked at it and said uncertainly.

"Hey!" Huang Yueying glared at him dissatisfied, "Eleven or two acres are considered ten or so acres, and eight or nine acres can also be called ten or so acres. How many acres are there?"

I don't know wow!
Feng Yong looked at Huang Yueying innocently again.

(End of this chapter)