The door of farming is wrong

[[-] Book Bar-WWW. [-] SHU. COM] Ever since Widow Zhang heard what the stove said, she was always very emotional.

"Otherwise, go to the stove now, as I'm going to feed it too," she suggested.

Tang Chi nodded, still immersed in a wave of sadness.

Xi Wen nodded and agreed: "It happens that sister Zhang's food is also messed up, so let's go over and make it again!"

"Hey!" Widow Zhang agreed.

Soon, Widow Zhang tidied up, locked the door, and walked towards the west of the village with Tangchi Xiwen.

It was getting dark gradually.

After hearing that Nuan Lu was unwilling to leave her home, Tangchi felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He just wanted to go back and hug Nuan Lu, but was afraid that when he opened the door, he would see Nuan Lu looking up with his little head raised.

"Tang Chi, why did you suddenly come back from the capital?" Widow Zhang asked on the way.

"You can only come back with the permission of the prince, and you have to go back years ago." Tang Chi's mind was not on this at all.

After hearing Tang Chi's casual answer, Widow Zhang was so surprised that she was speechless again. "My lord? What lord?"

Seeing Widow Zhang's surprised look, Tang Chi realized that he had accidentally mentioned Ji Yin. "Uh..." She didn't intend to say it.

"Didn't Tangchi go to open a shop for Li Yuanwai? How did you get involved with the prince?" Widow Zhang asked.

Tang Chi explained as lightly as possible: "Because the vegetables I grow are delicious, Mr. Wen recommended me."

"Master Wen...Master Zhixian?"

"Ah."

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly. Mr. Wen's family background must be extraordinary." Widow Zhang was still a little shocked.

Tang Chi asked casually: "Sister Zhang, after Mr. Wen left, how is the county magistrate now?"

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the bumpy roads in the countryside are somewhat unclear.

While paying attention to her feet, Widow Zhang replied: "The new county magistrate is okay, he is an old man."

Tang Chi nodded.

She still misses the days when she planted vegetables with the stove in her arms and Wen Lou was the county magistrate.But now it is impossible.Wen Lou is the only son of the great general, and now she is the Minister of Dali Temple, and she has to go back to the capital.

After such a long time, the haunting of the mountains behind the west of the village has become much calmer, and the west of the village has become more popular.

Tang Chi saw the lonely house in front of the mountain from a long distance away. There was nothing around it. The black mountain made it very quiet, which made her feel lonely.

Although rabbits may be different from humans, Tangchi thinks that Nuanlu is spiritual and understands everything. Living alone in this house for so long, will Nuanlu be lonely?

Widow Zhang took out the key and opened the door. Tang Chi stood at the door and looked into the yard.

Although the sky was already dark, it wasn't completely dark yet. Tang Chi saw a group of furry things squatting in the yard at a glance.

With its small head held high and its front hooves raised, a pair of ruby-like eyes stared at the door, waiting all the time.

"The stove..." Seeing the stove, Tang Chi finally shed tears.

She walked into the yard and said, "Stove, I'm back."

After walking in front of the stove, Yuchi squatted down, stretched his hand towards it, and touched its soft down.

The heater rubbed against her hand, then jumped into her hand.

Tang Chi picked up the stove and walked into the room with a slight smile.

Xi Wen entered the room ahead of time and lit the lamp.

Seeing Tangchi holding the stove, Widow Zhang was also very excited. After entering the house to restrain her emotions, she said, "I come to feed the stove every day, so this house is also cleaned frequently. You can live directly tonight."

Holding the soft stove, Tang Chi looked at the still empty room without any extra things, but his heart was full.

Afterwards, Tangchi, Xiwen, and Widow Zhang started preparing dinner again. Widow Zhang started and Xiwen helped, while Tangchi stood by the side holding the stove and watching, chatting by the way.

"By the way, Tang Chi, when you came back, did you see San Xia and the others on the way?" Widow Zhang asked, "They were so surprised when they saw you coming back."

Tang Chi couldn't help smiling, touched the stove's ear and said, "I didn't meet, but I met Hong Kang's daughter-in-law, Xiaofang."

"She should be giving birth soon." Widow Zhang said.

Tang Chi nodded.

"After the new year, you should be sixteen, right?"

Unexpectedly, Widow Zhang would suddenly involve herself, Tang Chi was taken aback.

The play interjected: "That's right, girls should be sixteen after the new year. At sixteen, you can be a mother."

Tang Chi: "..."

At 16, being a kid myself, and having another kid...it's scary.

Widow Zhang glanced at Tang Chi, then at the stove by the way, and then changed the subject. "Have you been in town yet?"

Unexpectedly, Widow Zhang would let her go like this. Tang Chi was a little surprised, but he also wished for it.

"Well, when I came back, I went to the city and went to the store to have a look before I came back. Otherwise, I couldn't bring so many things back." There are also some things brought back from the capital and put them in the Zhenxiulou semicolon.

"Has there been any changes in the village during the half a year I've been away?" Tang Chi asked.

Widow Zhang replied while cooking: "Except whose child married a wife, whose family had a grandson, and which two families quarreled again, what else can there be? Isn't that how life is for rural people?"

Compared with his frightening and wonderful life in the capital, Tang Chi thought it was better here.

"It's good to be able to live a normal life like this." Widow Zhang curled the corners of her mouth, looking very yearning.

"Yeah..." Tang Chi lowered his head and stroked the stove, agreeing.

After finishing dinner and tidying up the house, Xiwen had to take care of Tangchi due to the bumpy journey, so he was so tired that he went to bed early. Instead, he was shouting tired all the way, and Tangchi was not so tired in a daze.

She left Widow Zhang behind, and then sat with her on the steps of the yard holding the heater and chatting.

Tang Chi told Widow Zhang everything that happened in the capital, including the fact that he couldn't grow delicious vegetables.

Listening to Tang Chi's story about her experience in the capital, Widow Zhang was shocked.

"So you came back like this, but what about the future? What if you can't plant it?"

Tang Chi shook his head.She didn't know what to do, she really wanted to just not go back.

Widow Zhang wondered: "It's the same as before, how come the taste is different?"

Tang Chi shook his head melancholy.She told Widow Zhang that she wanted Widow Zhang to help her think about what went wrong.

"Maybe it's a land problem?" Widow Zhang asked slowly.

Tang Chi nodded and said, "It's possible." The soil quality in the capital is probably different from here.

But the quality of the soil in a village should be the same, so why is it that the vegetables grown by her are delicious?

"Or maybe..." Widow Zhang guessed, looked at the stove in Tangchi's hand, and fell silent.

"Or what?" Tang Chi asked.

Widow Zhang shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Alas..." Tang Chi sighed, and then yawned.

"You have worked hard all the way, go to sleep." Widow Zhang suggested.

Tang Chi nodded, and went back to the house with the stove in his arms.