Traveled into the chronicle and was pampered by a reckless man

Chapter 95
Fu Xiaoan's home is in Fenglin Village, which is not far from the county seat, just beside the morning market. When Jiang Lu and Zhou Chunhe arrived there, people in Fenglin Village were harvesting late rice, which was later than Wangjiaba Village.

It's already a little cold for harvesting late rice at this time, but fortunately, the workers don't feel the cold, so they suffer a little in the morning.

Zhou Chunhe walked to the ridge of the field and asked an old man where Fu Xiaoan's house was.

"Xiao An, Xiao An's house is at the other end, go straight along this road, and the hut at the end is his house."

"Thatched hut?" Zhou Chunhe thought he heard it wrong.

"Isn't it just a hut? This child's life is miserable. He has no father and no mother. During the Dragon Boat Festival, his grandfather who was with him also left. In our village, it is very pitiful." The old man said.

Listening to the old man's narration, Jiang Lu sighed, feeling that the plot written in the novel appeared before his eyes, and there really was such a poor person.

But he is still so spineless that he does not accept windfall money.

"Let's go and have a look." Jiang Lu said.

The two kept walking for about ten minutes, and finally saw the hut that the old man mentioned.

To be precise, it is a thatched cottage.

With adobe walls, thatched roofs, and paper-pasted windows, there is a solitary house at the foot of the mountain, existing independently from the world, and even 200 years ago, such a house would not violate harmony.

"It's really a thatched cottage!" Zhou Chunhe said, pointing.

There is a hazelnut tree behind the hut, which is tall and strong, so much higher than the hut, making the hut even smaller and thinner, as if a gust of wind blows, and the dead leaves falling from the hut will overwhelm the hut.

"Who are you looking for?" A voice interrupted Jiang Lu's thoughts.

Jiang Lu and Zhou Chunhe turned their heads at the same time and saw Fu Xiaoan.He was walking here with a load of millet.

However, with seventeen or eighteen-year-old shoulders, he is still a little staggering when carrying the rice. He is too thin, and it seems that he has not had enough to eat for a long time.

"It's us, here to return your notebook." Jiang Lu smiled, greeted him kindly, and raised the notebook in his hand.

Fu Xiaoan had obviously recognized them, he was very surprised, and said embarrassingly, "I have something to do at home, and I came back without telling you." It seemed that it was his fault.

Zhou Chunhe walked over directly, Fu Xiaoan stood still, not knowing what Zhou Chunhe was going to do.

Zhou Chunhe didn't say anything, but easily took the pole from Fu Xiaoan's shoulder, and put it on his shoulder, "Lead the way."

"No, I'll do it myself." Fu Xiaoan became more nervous and wanted to come over to get back the pole.

No one can stop what Zhou Chunhe is going to do, and Fu Xiaoan can't get it back at all.

"He's strong, so let him come, where do you want to put it?" Jiang Lu said.

"Just put it there." Fu Xiaoan said as he walked, pointing to a dilapidated grain mat (a kind of mat made of thick bamboo strips, mostly used for drying rice) in front of him.

Zhou Chunhe went there, unloaded the burden, and poured the rice on the pad again.

Fu Xiaoan took the grain rake and raked the grain that had just fallen to dry the water.

"With so much water, is your field wet?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"Well, my field is relatively waterlogged." Fu Xiaoan replied.

Because someone was waiting, Fu Xiaoan didn't rake it carefully, but roughly pushed it away, and didn't push it evenly.

"It's okay, we'll talk after you're done," Jiang Lu said.

But Fu Xiaoan was very sorry, he was ashamed to make people wait, so he stopped and brought stools for the two of them.

"Why, don't you let us go in and sit?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

Fu Xiaoan was embarrassed, "The house is simple, dark and dark, so you won't be allowed to sit in it, I'm sorry, big brother and big sister."

Jiang Lu was very down-to-earth when he heard the voice of big brother and big sister, so he smiled and said, "Aren't you selling vegetables at the farmer's market?"

"My boss said that I'm a nosy person and a dangerous person, so I dare not let me do it anymore." When Fu Xiaoan said this, he scratched his head and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"This kind of boss is so cowardly, it doesn't matter if you don't follow." Zhou Chunhe said in a slapstick.

Fu Xiaoan glanced at Zhou Chunhe with a deep meaning.

Jiang Lu guessed that Fu Xiaoan wanted to say that you are not much better than that boss, that is, half a catty.

Jiang Lu solemnly handed over the notebook.

"Sister, this is your pen." Fu Xiaoan thought Jiang Lu had made a mistake.

"It's yours." Jiang Lu said.

"Give it to me? Why?" Fu Xiaoan's first reaction was to refuse.

"I've delayed you for so long. I missed the appointment and didn't return it to you on time. Besides, your note helped us a lot." Jiang Lu explained.

"Has your greenhouse been built?"

"Not only was it built, but two were built."

"Two?!" Fu Xiaoan exclaimed, "It's too fast."

"Just do what you want, and things won't be difficult." Jiang Lu said while watching Zhou Chunhe strolling in front of the hut. He couldn't sit still, and he had already stood up and stretched his muscles.

"Sister, elder brother really knows how to grow vegetables?" Fu Xiaoan whispered.

"It wasn't him who planted it. We hired someone to plant it for us. No, the second shed is set up and we need manpower again." When Jiang Lu said this, she deliberately looked at Fu Xiaoan.

"That's it." Fu Xiaoan lowered his head, showing no expression.

"Zhou Chunhe, come here," Jiang Lu called.

Zhou Chunhe received his wife's call and strode over.

"What's the matter?"

"I want Xiao An to grow vegetables for us, what do you think?"

"I?!"

"he?!"

The two called out at the same time.

"Sister, I have never planted a greenhouse before."

"Someone will take you. We have already planted it, and we are asking you to help the master." Jiang Lu said.

Fu Xiaoan was very excited, he knew this was a rare opportunity.

"Have you ever grown vegetables?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"Planted."

"Then tell me the difference between cabbage and cabbage." Zhou Chunhe asked a test question on the spot.

Jiang Lu looked at Fu Xiaoan expectantly. To be honest, she couldn't answer this question even if it was left in the past.Even now, it is not quite clear.

"Although they are all round, the cabbage is firmer, the cabbage is relatively loose, and the leaves are thinner, the taste of the cabbage is softer, the elderly and children can eat it, the cabbage is fresh and crisp, and it is easy to make cold salad. not bad."

"What about the soil?" Zhou Chunhe asked again.

"It doesn't make any difference. Both clay loam and sandy loam are suitable for planting." Fu Xiaoan replied calmly.

He was obviously afraid of Zhou Chunhe, but he was able to act calmly, and Jiang Lu felt that this child was a person with a strong sense of faith.

"Are you right?" Jiang Lu asked.

"Aren't you right? Turn over the note, I remember it was written in it." Zhou Chunhe said.

"Uh, you took the exam for a long time, and the exam was about notes?" Jiang Lu wanted to curse.

"No, my test is memory." Zhou Chunhe said seriously, after all, Fu Xiaoan hadn't seen his notes for so long.

Sure enough, this guy never played his cards according to the routine.

Jiang Lu turned it over, but couldn't find it.

"Give me a try." Fu Xiaoan stretched out his hand.

Jiang Lu handed over the notebook, and after a while, Fu Xiaoan flipped to it without any mistakes, and handed it back to Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu glanced at it, she was right!

"That's right." Jiang Lu said.

"Then I've passed the test." Zhou Chunhe spread his hands, and the interview was over.

Jiang Lu was a little dumbfounded, she thought that Zhou Chunhe could ask some practical questions, which was too childish.

"Even if I don't look at the notes, I can still answer. I grow all the vegetables I usually eat, and sometimes I can give some left over to the villagers."

"I'm fine with that, so Fu Xiaoan, how about you, would you like to grow vegetables for us?" Jiang Lu closed her notebook and asked.

Fu Xiaoan already had the answer in his heart. When Jiang Lu threw out the olive branch to him, his heart was moved, so he nodded and replied, "I am willing!"

Until now, fate seems to have been playing tricks on him, not caring for him very much. Even the death of his grandfather made his situation worse. He had no money to bury his grandfather, so he borrowed almost half of the people in the village to give him the money. All together, now that fate has given him a chance, he intuitively feels that he has to seize it, he can live a hard life, but he can't live a useless life.

(End of this chapter)