Chapter 50: Guarding
The father and son talked about some trivial things, such as the things that Fu Xiaoguan did in the Xishan Courtyard, and some things that Fu Daguan discussed with the grain merchants.
In the end, Fu Xiaoguan said that he wanted to see the agreement that Fu Daguan had signed with the people in the wine shop, Fu Daguan smiled and said that there was no agreement, but it just turned them all into domestic slaves - only domestic slaves can make people feel at ease.
Fu Xiaoguan looked at his father and watched for a few breaths, before laughing, Fu Daguan didn't know why, Fu Xiaoguan said that Jiang was still old and spicy.
"The matter in Linjiang is temporarily complete, and I will leave for Xishan Villa tomorrow."
"Leaving again so soon?" Fu Daguan is very reluctant, his son has not had a meal together when he comes back,
"There are a lot of things that need to be arranged over there, and there are too few people who can use them, especially relatives who are worthy of trust...... Dad, while you're young, marry a few more. β
"Nonsense!"
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Early the next morning, the sky was overcast, the clouds were low, the swallows were low, there was an oppressive sultry heat in the air, and a heavy rain was expected.
Fu Xiaoguan and his entourage set off on the morning of the heavy rain and headed for the West Mountain.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Su Mo turned around and asked.
"I'm afraid that the loser who was finally found will be ruined by this heavy rain."
"That thing...... Is it really that important? β
When Wang Er found out about the defeat, Su Mo and Chunxiu were present, and they saw Fu Xiaoguan running out and pulling up his pants and going to the field.
"The main thing is that it's hard to find, and I don't know if they have found it again in the past two or three days, this flowering period is almost over, if only such a plant is still dead, it will have to wait until this time next year."
Su Mo didn't ask again, with a wave of the whip, there was a pop, and the "......" carriage galloped away.
The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and it was obviously noon, but the light was getting darker and darker, Fu Xiaoguan looked at the low ink-stained clouds outside the car window and frowned, becoming more and more worried.
When the carriage passed through the valley and was about to reach Yangjiaping, the raindrops of beans crackled and fell.
Su Mo put on a hat and put on a coat, and turned around again and asked, "Stop or go?" β
"Let's go!"
In the midst of this torrential rain, this lonely carriage broke through the wind and rain and moved forward quickly in the vast rain curtain.
The sky grew darker and darker, and the lightning of a dragon and snake tore through the sky in anger, and then there was a rumbling thunder rolling overhead.
Chunxiu pinched her clothes and was very nervous, Fu Xiaoguan raised his eyes to look at her and asked with a smile: "Do you know why we always see lightning first and then hear thunder?" β
Chunxiu thinks this question is a little strange, hasn't it always been like this? Is there any way to say it?
She shook her head, and Fu Xiaoguan said again: "There are two theories, one is that lightning originally occurred at the same time as thunder, but the speed of lightning travels faster than thunder, so we see lightning first and then hear thunder." The second is that because people's eyes are in front and their ears are behind, they see lightning first and then hear thunder, which statement do you think is correct? β
Chunxiu thought for a moment and replied, "The eyes are in front and the ears are behind, right?" β
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said two words: "Smart!" β
Chunxiu is secretly happy, the young master can be regarded as complimenting me.
This is just a small episode, and Fu Xiaoguan doesn't have the heart to explain such a boring thing as the transmission of light and sound.
He looked out the window, and the visual distance was very short, if a carriage came from the side......
Su Mo pulled the reins in his hand, the horse was in pain, and the person stood up, but because of inertia, he still rushed forward, and he was about to fall to the ground, Fu Xiaoguan grabbed Chunxiu, and saw Su Mo rush out with a flash, holding up the horse with both hands, rushing forward with inertia, and turning to the right, the carriage was thrown out and was about to roll, Su Mo had put down the horse, and then rushed back and kicked the carriage right, and a carriage on their right whistled past.
Su Mofei got on the horse, did not sit in the driving position, and rode directly on the horse, the carriage accelerated, and galloped away.
At that moment, Chunxiu's face turned pale with fright, and Fu Xiaoguan was also shocked into a cold sweat.
On the contrary, it was Su Mo, who didn't seem to have any.
I have a crow's mouthβFu Xiaoguan thought.
After that, there was no more danger, but the rain did not abate in the slightest.
When the carriage came to the outside of the lower village, Fu Xiaoguan did not go directly to the Xishan Courtyard, but put on a hat and got off the car at the edge of the field.
He walked towards the field where the lost son was found, followed by Su Mo and Chunxiu.
When he got closer, Fu Xiaoguan saw a person squatting in the field, also wearing a hat, and holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
Fu Xiaoguan took off his shoes and socks and went down to the field again, the man turned his head to look at him, and a strange emotion suddenly rose in his heart, that was the young master!
With such a torrential rain, the young master actually came to see me!
He is Wang Qiang, the son of Wang Er, he was ordered by his father to take care of this lost son, and on this rainy day, he came to hold an umbrella for this lost son.
Fu Xiaoguan came to Wang Qiang's side and squatted down, looked at Wang Qiang and laughed stupidly, Wang Qiang also cracked his mouth and laughed, Chunxiu looked at it but wanted to cry, and then tears rained down.
"Young master, it's fine, it's growing well."
"Well, let me tell you, this rotten plant will produce many, many grains in the future. At present, the yield of this rice mu is only more than 200 catties, but with this loser, this mu will be able to produce 5 or 600 catties or even 1,000 catties in the future. β
"Really?" Wang Qiang is unimaginable.
"Remember, young master, I never lie. So if you keep it, you keep a hope. β
"I believe in the young master, the young master is a person who has read books, my father says that whatever the young master says, we just do what we do."
"Listen to your father, what about your father?"
"Over there, the rain is too heavy to see, and there is my daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door, my mother, my father-in-law's mother-in-law...... Also, we found ten such losers, and we also pollinated them according to the method you taught, young master. Young Master, you once said that even if all the other rice in this field dies, we can't let it die, and we won't let it die. β
Fu Xiaoguan looked into the distance, he really couldn't see the figure, he let out a long sigh of relief, ten plants, it's too rare!
"Young master, don't worry, every plant is guarded, this rain is too big, you go back quickly, you have a precious body, unlike us rough people, don't get cold, my father will definitely beat me."
Fu Xiaoguan didn't say anything more, patted Wang Qiang's shoulder, went ashore, twisted his shoes and socks and got into the carriage barefoot, and drove towards the Xishan Courtyard.
He didn't expect that these simple peasants really took what he had said to heart and carried it out so firmly.
Wang Er actually found ten male infertile plants, you can imagine how much hardship and sweat Wang Er paid in such a hot weather.
And in order to protect them, the whole family held an umbrella for this plant in this rainstorm!
Fu Xiaoguan was very moved and decided to do something for them.