Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up, washed herself up, and looked at herself refreshed in the bronze mirror. The episode that happened last night was just a ridiculous dream she had when she was drunk, and she passed it off with a smile.

Already.

When she opened the door, she found Zuo Junmo, Wang Xiucai and Liu Laosan standing in the yard chatting, with their backs to this side.

Hearing the noise behind them, the three of them turned around. Wang Xiucai and Liu Laosan both smiled and greeted Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing responded with a smile, and the corner of her eye glanced at Zuo Junmo over there. There was a moment of embarrassment on his face, but then he quickly regained his composure, and then walked towards her.

"I saw you were so drunk last night that you couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. I originally thought you wouldn't be able to get up until three o'clock in the morning."

"We were discussing with Brother Wang and Brother Liu here, how about the three of us go to the back mountain for a walk first, and by chance you came out," he said.

"Ah? Was I drunk last night? I didn't know it at all. I drank so much that I fainted!"

Yang Ruoqing deliberately stuck out her tongue and smiled playfully.

Zuo Junmo also smiled, like a big brother, full of tolerance and doting.

Wang Xiucai and Liu Laosan beside them also laughed and said: "Master Zuo and Miss Yang really have a deep love for each other as brothers and sisters!"

Yang Ruoqing explained with a smile: "My eldest brother has always been kind to me, but you two should stop calling me Miss Yang from now on. I am already a mother of children. If you call me Miss, others will think that I am a woman."

Pretending to be young!"

These self-deprecating words once again made everyone feel her open-mindedness and cheerfulness.

Wang Xiucai and Liu Laosan looked at each other and thought that was right, maybe the leader of the village was really her son.

Then she is the wife of the village leader. She has a higher seniority and must not be called a girl.

"Then what should we call you?" Wang Xiucai asked politely.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My man, the biological father of your little village master, his surname is Luo..."

Liu Laosan said: "Then we can call you Mrs. Luo!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay."

Everyone chatted happily, and Wang Xiucai and Liu Laosan led Yang Ruoqing and Zuo Junmo to the back mountain.

Liu Laosan and Yang Ruoqing walked in the front, while Wang Xiucai and Zuo Junmo walked in the back.

Zuo Junmo was chatting with Wang Xiucai on his face, but his eyes never left Yang Ruoqing in front of him for a moment.

After taking a bath last night, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Of all the things in this world, love is the most tormenting.

Especially falling in love with someone you shouldn't love is a kind of torture.

Especially when he heard Liu Laosan's words "Mrs. Luo" from time to time, Zuo Junmo felt even more stuffy in his chest, and wanted to turn back and go back to the house to rest.

However, he was reluctant to give up.

This opportunity to accompany her was obtained because he squeezed out Mu Zichuan in the name of his brother.

When I go back tomorrow, I don’t know how long it will take to see her again.

Even if we meet again, we will never have such a unique opportunity to be alone as this time.

Thinking of this, Zuo Junmo took a deep breath, wiped away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and picked up his pace to follow.

Companionship is the longest confession of love.

Qing'er, I like you silently in my own way.

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"Mrs. Luo, look, this is an orchard opened by the owner of our little village. Most of the fruit wine you got drunk last night was brewed from the fruits picked in this orchard."

Liu Laosan stopped and pointed to the large forest ahead and said to Yang Ruoqing.

It was an orchard opened by her son, Yang Ruoqing must stop and appreciate it.

Even though this winter, the orchards were bare and there were not even a single leaf left.

However, Yang Ruoqing still watched it with gusto. After walking around the orchard, she nodded secretly.

What a good boy, he is probably a foodie. There are so many varieties of fruit trees here that even this old lady like her can’t catch them.

Then walking forward, Yang Ruoqing saw tea gardens and terraced fields.

After a while, when the two spring rains come down, the camellias will almost bloom.

The tea leaves around Guyu are getting better, and the air in this mountain is fresh.

Especially the top of the mountain, because of its high altitude, like the highest peaks in Mianniu Mountain, is almost touching the sky.

The middle-aged clouds and mist on the top of the mountain are steaming, and the tea trees are uniquely well nourished, and the tea leaves picked have the best taste.

Well, when the time comes, I will have to blackmail my son for the good tea.

"In the past, we had to go down the mountain to grab rice, or fight with bandits from other mountains to get some rice. The brothers always had enough to eat."

Liu Laosan looked at the terraced fields covering almost the entire sunny hillside and sighed with Yang Ruoqing.

"Since the owner of Xiaoyao Village took over our Xiaoyao Village, the first thing he did was to dig out the mountains and dig channels and level the land,"

"With these hundreds of acres of terraced fields, our village's granary is full to the brim in autumn."

"Mrs. Luo, look over there again,"

"It is used to grow rapeseed and wheat. The village owner said that when the rapeseed and wheat are ripe, they will be used to grow cotton and other agricultural and sideline products."

"Come on, take a few more steps this way, there are some good things here!"

Liu Laosanxing hurriedly led the way, and Yang Ruoqing followed behind, walking with her eyes closed.

"Well, Mrs. Luo, look over there. It turns out that there is a natural pool over there, and the waterfall comes from there."

"In the past, brothers used to bathe under this waterfall, and sometimes they would catch a few fish if they were lucky."

"The owner of the small village used the pool to raise fish. He didn't allow us to jump down to take a bath. He also planted several circles of mulberry trees beside the pool."

"The owner of the small village said, let's plant and raise all these. We will rely on the mountains to eat and the water to drink. In the future, brothers will not be afraid of starvation."

"There is no need to go down the mountain to steal and rob for a few loads of rice. It is not cost-effective to exchange one's life for food!"

Listening to Liu Laosan's words, Yang Ruoqing's heart was filled with shock as her eyes swept across the entire ecological farmland experimental base in front of her.

This new set of organic ecological recycling planting methods comes from modern technology and achievements.

Could it be that my son also traveled through time?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He is an authentic ancient person. Could it be that I, my mother, came from modern times and passed on some new knowledge carried in her genes to him?

That's even more nonsense. This thing can't be inherited.

Therefore, it can only be explained that the child Chen'er was born different.

A child under the age of seven has such a comprehensive view of the overall situation. To be honest, even she, a completely modern person, has only done one or two of these ecological planting and breeding methods.

Chen'er, on the other hand, has almost a complete set of skills, putting almost every part of the mountain to use, constantly recycling and utilizing it to obtain the maximum harvest.
Chapter completed!