"Owner, there are two young people from Changping Village, Wanghai County, who said they want to visit you, the owner!"

The old man stood on the shore and shouted to the owner of the left village in the river.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang looked at the old man, and really saw that the old man was surrounded by two people, a man and a woman.

He said to Luo Fengtang: "Please wait for a while, let me finish the work at hand." ”

Luo Fengtang smiled: "Don't get in the way, please get busy first." ”

The owner nodded, then withdrew his gaze, and then observed the windmill absorbing water.

From beginning to end, his eyes did not glance at Yang Ruoqing, and he completely ignored it.

The corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched slightly.

My sister is such a big living person, but she is ignored?

Hehe, maybe the owner of Zuo Zhuang just thought she was Luo Fengtang's follower, come and see the novelty!

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

On the side, Yang Ruoqing heard the old man chatting with the father and son.

The old man asked: "I heard from the villagers that the owner of Zuozhuang is thinking about a thing that can take water to irrigate the farmland, is it this big spinning wheel that can turn?" ”

Another old man said: "This is not called a spinning wheel, the owner of the left village said, this is called a cylinder car!" ”

"What, the cart?"

"Yes, if you look at it, there are bamboo tubes tied to them, and they use bamboo tubes to draw water and then bring them to our field."

"This is a good idea, in the future, we will save a bucket of picks, and put the cylinder car in this river at night, so that we can all go home and sleep in peace!"

"Yes, yes, the owner of Zuo Zhuang is really ingenious and has come up with such a good method.

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"Thanks to the blessing of the owner, we don't have to be afraid of drought in the future!"

“……”

The praise on the shore is endless.

It continued to pass into Yang Ruoqing's ears.

What is sincere admiration and what is false compliment, she is good at judging.

At this time, these villagers praised the owner of Zuo Zhuang from the bottom of their hearts.

Her gaze returned to the river.

was praised so much by the villagers, but he turned a deaf ear.

Still engrossed in his world.

From one side of the barrel car, go around to the other.

The tool in his hand tapped lightly on the carriage from time to time.

Unlike the jubilation of the villagers, his eyebrows furrowed slightly from time to time, announcing that he seemed a little dissatisfied with his work.

Haha, this left owner is conscientious and conscientious, and he is still a person who pursues perfection.

She thought to herself.

After waiting on the shore for a while, under the repeated urging of the villagers, the owner of Zuo Zhuang finally came ashore.

The middle-aged man hurriedly pulled off the handkerchief he put on his shoulder to wipe his sweat.

"Owner, wipe your feet and put on your shoes again!" The middle-aged man said respectfully.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang shook his head with a smile, "It's not as particular as that." ”

He rubbed his wet feet into the grass on the shore a few times.

His eyes were still staring at the slowly rotating cart over there, but his feet were neatly tucked into his shoes.

Kicking, too lazy to pull out the heel, toe with a patch.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing had an illusion.

Is this Zuo Zhuang really the other tyrant in the bald man's mouth that makes Li Caizhu jealous?

How do you look like an old peasant!

The owner of the left village explained some things to the father and son on the side.

It's like asking them to go back to the village and talk to people, and clean up the ditch that day.

When the water flows more, it will flow down the ditch and then to other farmland.

The father and son were ordered to run back to the village with excitement and convey the matter to the other villagers.

Here, the eyes of the owner of the left village finally fell on Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing at this time.

"I just heard from Uncle Geng that the two distant guests came from Wanghai County?"

The owner of the left village asked Luo Fengtang with a smile.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "My name is Luo Fengtang, her name is Yang Ruoqing, we made a special trip to visit you, the owner of Zuozhuang!" ”

When Luo Fengtang spoke, his waist was straight, and there was a kind of respect on his face.

Luo Fengtang is willing to respect this kind of good owner who is approachable, does good things for the villagers, and seeks welfare.

Although, the owner of the left village seems to be only three or four years older than him.

When the owner heard Luo Fengtang's words, he smiled and nodded.

"Don't dare to visit, you come to our Zuojiazhuang as a guest, I welcome it."

Zuo Zhuang main road.

"You two, please come with me to the Humble House and sit down for a while!"

The owner of Zuo Zhuang was about to invite Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing back to the village, when a villager hurriedly ran over from Tian's side.

Tell the owner of the village about digging the river behind the village.

The owner of the village sent the villager back first, then turned around and looked at Luo Fengtang a little apologetically.

"Brother Luo, I'm really sorry, I have something to deal with here."

"You're still staying at Uncle Geng's house tonight, right? Come to my house for dinner at night, and let me do my landlord's friendship. ”

Luo Fengtang turned his head to look at Yang Ruoqing, and when he got her hint, he smiled and said, "Okay, Master Zuo, please go and get busy first." ”

The owner of the left village nodded at Yang Ruoqing again, turned around and hurriedly chased after the previous villager.

On the shore, there are only Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang and old Uncle Geng.

"You Zuo Zhuang Master, what a busy man!"

She couldn't help but sigh.

Old Uncle Geng looked at the back of the owner of the left village, and said proudly: "Yes, our owner is good, and everyone in our village likes him." ”

Yang Ruoqing asked again: "He's so busy, isn't there anyone to take care of his wife and children at home?" ”

Old Uncle Geng was stunned, and the smile on his face immediately dispersed a little.

He sighed and said, "Speaking of this, it makes people anxious." ”

"What?"

"Our owner, three generations of single inheritance, their family is good at carpentry work, when they made a fortune, they also relied on the last two owners to do carpentry work."

Old Geng Bodao.

"The owner's family is different from other landlords."

"Other landlords and old money, with a little money, bully the people in our village, run rampant and look down on people."

"The owner of Zuo Zhuang has three generations, all of them are down-to-earth, and their families have a big industry, so they have what they want."

"But it's good for us, especially this owner, it's no different from our villagers."

"You have also seen it just now, he is enthusiastic, and when he is busy with farming, he is busy in the fields with us."

"If you have time, you will study and produce farm tools at home, and the farm tools given to our poor families will not cost a penny to benefit one party!"

"But because of this, his marriage was delayed."

"It's twenty-one this year, and there are two or three babies in the village of his age, and he hasn't even said anything about his family!"

"The old owner is dead, and there is an old lady left in the family, and the old lady is about to turn white for this matter!"

After listening to Uncle Geng's words, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

Both men saw the same consternation in each other's eyes.

This left owner is a workaholic.

The three of them looked around the cart for a while, and then returned home with Uncle Geng.