Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 182
"It's midnight, what are you doing here?" Wen Heng rolled his eyes at him, got up and closed the door.

"That..." Zhou Zhe smiled embarrassedly.

"Fubao, Brother Heng, can my brother-in-law copy the article you wrote about the whole process of sweet potatoes from planting to harvest?"

"What?" Fu Bao stopped what he was doing. "Why did your brother-in-law copy that?"

Wen Heng on the side rolled his dark eyeballs, and he had a clue in his heart.

"I don't know, he wants to buy your sweet potatoes, but I told him not to sell them, but to keep them for cultivation of seedlings."

"Copy it if you want." Fu Bao glanced at Wen Heng, "Brother Heng, do you want him to copy it?"

"Copy it." Wen Heng nodded.

"That's fine, I'll go back and talk about it." After Zhou Zhe finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

Wen Heng calculated the time, and it was almost there. When this batch of seedlings was cultivated and there was a harvest, and then the harvested batch was cultivated into seedlings, it should be almost the same.

"I don't know what his brother-in-law is doing with that article. With the article, is he planning to grow sweet potatoes?" Fu Bao muttered.

"I don't know, do you still drink Yancha? Shall I boil another pot?" Wen Heng looked at the small teapot on the charcoal stove, there was not much water in it.

"Don't drink, don't drink anymore, I drank several bowls in one night." Fu Bao waved his hand, leaned on the sofa and rubbed his stomach to promote digestion.

at this time.

When Zhou Zhe came home, Master had already taken out the articles written by Fu Bao and Wen Heng.

"Master, how do you know that Fubao will agree? Your ink, paper and inkstone are all ready." Zhou Zhe said with a smile.

"I'm also your wife anyway, how could I not know." While speaking, he flicked Zhou Zhe's head lightly.

"Okay, you two can sleep in the same room at night, exactly two small beds, one for each person, and your wife and I will rest first."

Master Wang closed the door and left.

Shen Juncheng took the article and read it again.

"It's written in vernacular. It's easy to understand. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was written by a child."

"It was not written by one person, it was written by Fubao and Brother Heng together."

"Have I met these two people before?" Shen Juncheng said while starting to copy.

"Well, when you came to see me last year, the two of them were there." Zhou Zhe sat and watched his brother-in-law copy.

The words written are sonorous and powerful, much more powerful than his writing.

"Well, are you still used to living here?"

"Ah...it's okay." Zhou Zhe scratched his head, "I didn't get used to it at first, but now I feel pretty good, but it's too boring and I don't play too much."

"Then do you want to go back to the capital? If you want to go back, I'll go back and ask your sister, and we can discuss it."

"Back to the capital? Why go back to the capital?" Zhou Zhe looked suspicious, "I'm fine here, I study and study every day, and there are people playing and writing scripts."

"Writing a script?" Shen Juncheng paused his pen and looked up at Zhou Zhe.

Zhou Zhe quickly shut up.In an instant, he wished to give himself two mouths, why did he let this matter out.

"What storybook did you write?" Shen Juncheng asked, but the pen in his hand didn't stop and continued to copy.

"I, I was just writing for fun, and I didn't delay my studies." Zhou Zhe explained quickly, shaking his head like a rattle.

"I didn't ask you to write the script, I'm just curious, if you progress so fast in your study, you will write the script yourself." Shen Juncheng explained.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wrote it with Fu Bao. She told the story, and I polished it up and then wrote it out. But I recently wrote my own storybook, but I haven't written much yet." Zhou Zhe said in a low voice with his head down.

"Well, it's okay to write a Chinese story, but you can't delay your study. Take the exam next year, get a child student, and then take the township exam, general exam, and palace exam."

"Brother-in-law..." Zhou Zhe lowered his head.

"What's the matter? You said."

"I'm sorry, I was too ignorant before, and I made you and my sister angry." Zhou Zhe's nose was a little sour.

Hearing this, his hands froze.

Sucking his nose, he looked up, his eye circles were a little red.

"It seems that you have really grown up." Shen Juncheng stretched out his hand and touched Zhou Zhe's head, "You have grown up, so tall."

"That's right, man, and I eat a lot now, so of course I'm growing fast." Zhou Zhe showed off proudly.

"Don't you write a letter to your sister? Write it to me and bring it back to you tomorrow." Shen Juncheng said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and copied by himself.

"I'll write it right away." Zhou Zhe quickly took out a charcoal pencil from the drawer and started writing.

That night, the two of them stayed up until midnight.

Shen Juncheng copied the article, while Zhou Zhe wrote it by letter.

Wrote a full twenty pages.

It's like a short story.

The next day, at dawn, Shen Juncheng left first.

Because I was in a hurry.

When Zhou Zhe woke up, it was already high in the sun.

"Master, where is my sister's wife?" Zhou Zhe didn't see Shen Juncheng when he went to the kitchen.

"I was on my way, so I left early. I let him take away the twenty catties of sweet potatoes at home." Master Wang pointed to the dining table. "There are dishes for you on the table, eat quickly."

"Ah, the letter I wrote..." Zhou Zhe scratched his head.

"He took it too, that's all, don't worry about it, eat quickly." Mrs. Wang urged. "Next time if you sleep in late, I won't leave any food for you. You should go to bed early and get up early, you know?"

"Hey, I see." Zhou Zhe smiled, sat on the small bench, and ate happily.

This shredded pickled radish is served with egg batter and a vegetarian bun, which is hearty.

at this time.

Fucheng.

The mansion of Jingzhao Shaoyin.

Shen Yuanqing and Shen Chen had just finished talking.

"Father, don't worry about getting angry. The younger sister's affairs are up to her. She is not a child anymore."

Shen Chen glanced at Shen Yuanqing, because of his little sister, he has been very angry these two days.

"I see, you should look for her quickly, it's the Chinese New Year, and you won't be home!" Shen Yuanqing waved his hand.

Shen Chen nodded, walked half way and then turned back, "My eldest brother won't come back this year?"

"Well, if you don't come back, it's an important matter on the frontier, so you can't come back." Shen Yuanqing rubbed his forehead, he was really old.

Now the body is anxious to get angry.

at the same time.

Qingshan Village.

Widow Horse House.

"Brother Jun, come here with a basket, and send the rice cake I steamed to Lao Zhang's family soon." Widow Ma said as she lifted the pot to look, and the aroma of rice spread in the yard instantly.

"Grandma, Brother Qi said, don't let me deliver things to their house." Brother Jun still did as he spoke, and brought the basket.

"They said they won't let you give it away, so you won't give it away?" Widow Ma said with a smile, "That's being polite, look at you learning to recognize herbs from Brother Qi, earning so much money, and giving them away Shouldn't there be something?"

(End of this chapter)