\ just beat the second ancestor, but no matter what, Wang Feiyuan didn't believe that his granddaughter had fallen in love with such a bastard.

"However, this cripple has always wanted to repay the grace of Miss Caijun, and his lame leg is actually similar to the one that Miss Caijun threw down to give him a bag of broken silver, in fact, the silver that Miss Caijun handed over to the Yuerong girl in your family was enough to heal his leg, and it was the Yuerong girl who deducted half of it." Without saying a word, he continued.

"That's ......" Wang Feiyuan was stunned for a moment, although he knew that Wang Yuerong had dug some traps for Wang Caijun behind his back, but he thought that those were all tricks for his little daughter to compete for favor, and it was basically over with a faint smile, but he didn't expect Wang Yuerong to do such a thing.

"So Mr. Wang, you really raised a white-eyed wolf." Buxian also said on the side.

"It turned out to be like this...... "Old man Wang's heart was cold all of a sudden, he never thought that he would be so wronged by his granddaughter, it is no wonder that his granddaughter's character is becoming more and more stubborn, and he is becoming more and more estranged from himself, no wonder the relationship with the royal couple is so close, I am afraid that as long as he is wronged, the royal wife will be softly comforted.

"Old man Wang, if you really want to accept a carving master, I think Gao Cripple is the most suitable, although Gao Cripple's temperament has changed greatly, and he always takes very little work, and always drinks heavily, but he is a man of temperament, and he has been thinking about repaying Miss Caijun's kindness." Wu Yan hurriedly said.

"That's fine, but I'm going to see this cripple with my own eyes." Wang Feiyuan stood up and said.

"Old Man Wang wants to go and see it in person?" Buxian hurriedly asked.

"Since it's to invite people to go and see it in person, if he is willing, I believe Caijun will not care if he is a cripple or not, but alcoholism is not good." Wang Feiyuan said seriously.

"Okay, I'll go with you too." Old Prime Minister Qin also stood up and said.

"This doesn't bother you old guy, you are a dignified prime minister, go to that kind of place......" Wang Feiyuan refused with a smile.

"Still the prime minister? The prime minister is now my son, and I am just an old man like you. Old Prime Minister Qin laughed and said unappetizingly.

"If it weren't for the old guys in the capital who have been reluctant to do so all these years, I would have taken my wife out to enjoy the mountains and rivers a long time ago." Old Prime Minister Qin continued.

"That's a good idea, when Caijun's affairs are on the right track, let's just go and play with a few old men." Wang Feiyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, in order to avoid suspicion, he has been kept in captivity in the capital all these years, although it is said that he is living a pampered life, but this old man is not happy at all, what he yearns for the most is between the mountains and rivers, running vertically and horizontally.

"So what are you waiting for? Just hurry up! Old Prime Minister Qin stood up and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go!" Wang Feiyuan said with a laugh.

"Miss, this thing is the cement that the old man said!" Xiyue walked in with a farmer carrying a burden and poured a load of dirt on the ground.

"Well, that's it!" Wang Caijun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly squatted down and kept rubbing the mud in his hands, and quickly kneaded it into a square, and said with a smile while hurriedly agreeing.

The farmer looked at the young lady in front of him with some surprise, only to see that she was wearing a gorgeous fabric that he had never worn before, the fabric was so soft, the clothes were eighty percent new, and a light green shirt was lined out Wang Caijun's goose egg-shaped face was fluorescent, a pair of red phoenix eyes, shining brightly, and there was no miscellaneous bun in her hair, but it was wrapped in a handkerchief, and a jade hairpin was inserted obliquely. Although the clothes and dresses are a little incompatible, but they don't give people any uncomfortable feeling, as if people feel that this should be Wang Caijun, this is Wang Caijun, only this woman can wear such incongruous clothes so coordinated, but a daughter girl actually played with you, which is also somewhat surprising, and this is also as for the farmer when he went back to talk about this matter, no one believed it, until many years later, movable type printing began to be promoted, When everyone talked about the founder of movable type printing, the farmer was shocked to realize that the woman he had seen that day was so coordinated and so uncoordinated.

"This uncle, let me ask, is there such a mastic?" Wang Caijun had enough of playing, and he didn't forget to pinch a piece of mud in his hand, and asked the farmer with a smile.

"This kind of cement is not much, because it is useless, say it sticky, but it is not good to use to wipe the wall, because it is not good to touch it is not sticky at all, say it is not sticky, but it is very easy to get hands, especially after roasting with fire, it is particularly hard, some people used to see that its color is good, red to make a small stove, but it can't make too fine things, plus the amount is also small, and this kiln is abandoned." Seeing Wang Caijun asking with a smile, the farmer hurriedly said in a panic.

"Uncle, I want to buy this kind of clay, if you send a load, I will give you forty yuan, and three loads is one hundred and fifty yuan, which is a string of money, do you think you are willing?" Wang Caijun asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, can I make money with this kind of soil?" When the farmer heard Wang Caijun say this, he hurriedly agreed, he had never encountered such a good thing, three loads of soil is a string of money, you must know that his annual income is two or three taels of silver, and the total is only more than three thousand dollars. That is, three times money. As soon as he heard Wang Caijun say that three loads of soil would be given 150 Wen, he was about to die of joy.

Although this capital is a little far away from where they live, it is not a problem to send three loads of soil a day, he gets one hundred and fifty yuan a day, and he can rest his work early, where can he find such a good thing? He wished he could send soil to Wang Caijun every day for 365 days a year.

"In this way, you will send three loads of soil tomorrow, and you will spend 200 yuan on this old man, and give today's load of soil and tomorrow's land money to the old man first." Wang Caijun turned his head and said to Xihua with a smile.

"Well, it's for you!" Xihua hurriedly handed over a string of one hundred and fifty dollars and a string of fifty wen to the farmer.

"This, this, what's so embarrassing?" The old man's face turned red all of a sudden, although he relied on his strength to eat, but he had never received money before he worked.

"Uncle, you can take it, I'm afraid that we will have something tomorrow and forget about it, so I regret that you can take the old man to the kitchen to find some food, pad your stomach, and let the old man go back." Wang Caijun smiled and said to the old man, for these grassroots workers, Wang Caijun admires from the heart, it is with these grassroots workers that the development of society has been brought about, not to mention that Wang Caijun in the previous life is also a grassroots people, she knows that the life of the grassroots people is not easy, so she doesn't mind helping them, although she can't help all the people, but if she meets, she will give some very good treatment.

"Don't work this girl, don't work this girl!" The farmer hurriedly waved his hand and said, but there was an embarrassed smile on his face, "I still have to go back to work, if I go back late, I'm afraid that the child will be worried about it." "It's vulgar, but it's very simple.

"How old are Uncle's children?" Wang Caijun asked with a grin.

"Miss Hui, the big one is already working outside, and the little one is still breastfeeding." The farmer said with a grin.

"So small!" Wang Caijun frowned slightly.

"No, the big fat boy, just three days after birth." The farmer's face was happy. "I used to have only one son and a daughter, and my daughter was married a long time ago, and I couldn't come back a few times a year. I didn't expect the child to have a child again, I'm an old man. "The farmer's face is full of joy." I said Miss, you don't know, my family was poor before, and my son was a son-in-law who was inverted, hey! There's no way, now that life can get better, I thought my old Xu family was broken, this is good, it's good! The farmer couldn't hide his joy.