"Don't hide it from Young Master Chu, what you said just now is indeed not much different from what Shanzi said. However, the Qin family's mother died and the child was lost, and many people in Kyoto knew about such a big thing. If someone has bad intentions and comes to the door to pretend to be a relative of Shanzi, I can't tell the difference. Besides, Fang Cai Shanzi obviously didn't know Chu Gongzi, and I really didn't dare to hand him over easily. ”

"You..." Chu Fei had all the good things to say at this time, and he was already trying his best to persuade patiently. But Pu Cao's attitude of not believing him and refusing to return the mountain really made him angry.

Pu Cao ignored him at all, his face was dark, and he said slowly, "Besides, Shanzi is a brother and sister who knocked his head on the ground with me, and there are yellow heavens and thick soil and many villagers to testify. He is still young, and I, as a sister, naturally have the right to protect him from harm.

Fang Cai Shanzi said that his mother had told him when she was desperately protecting him from the thieves that he should not go home even if he grew up, presumably the Qin family was not a good place for Shanzi. Besides, if your Chu family has the ability to protect their mother and son from safety, you will not end up with the death of your mother and son now. Therefore, if Shanzi does not nod and agree, even if it is finally confirmed that you are his relatives, I will not let you take him away. ”

Chu Fei's face was so pale that he wanted to say that the Qin family was indeed not a good place to go, and wanted to say that their Hou Mansion was originally because he was studying abroad, his father and brother led the troops to suppress the bandits, and his stepmother found excuses and inaction to cause his sister to die. However, what is the use of saying this, his sister is dead after all. Any excuse is pale in the face of the facts, just like his face at this time...

Fang Jie sat on the side, listening to the exchange of words between Pu Cao and Chu Fei, originally he was ready to help Pu Cao when he was unable to do it. However, seeing that Chu Fei's face was getting worse and worse, he was left with only a dark share.

However, no matter how much he slanders in his heart, he still has to get by on his face. After all, this Chu Fei is here to be a helper, maybe he will be used again, if he tears his face for this matter, how will he get along for a year in the future?

Thinking of this, Fang Jie put down the teacup, and instead persuaded with a smile, "Pu Cao, you should say a few words." Brother Chu is dignified and the little marquis of the Taiping Marquis Mansion will not do the evil thing of abducting and deceiving children, presumably he is really Shanzi's dear uncle. ”

When Chu Fei heard this, his face suddenly improved a lot. He was just about to speak, but he didn't want Fang Jie to say again, "However, Shanzi is still young now, and he doesn't know Brother Chu very well, so I guess he won't agree to ask him to travel back to Kyoto for a while." If this kid makes a fuss and sneaks out halfway, Brother Chu will also be in trouble.

It's better to be like this, Brother Chu will at least live here until next autumn, so he will take advantage of this time to get along with the child. Kyoto also looks for someone to witness, preferably the former nurse of Shanzi, so that Pucao will naturally have no doubts, and Shanzi is also surrounded by many people to take care of it, isn't it? ”

What he said was to the point, Chu Fei thought about it and it really made sense, and there was no other way for the time being, so he nodded and agreed. Instead, Pu Cao glared at Fang Jie fiercely, sulking.

Fang Jie smiled bitterly, wanting to coax a few words, but because of Chu Fei's presence. Fortunately, Chu Fei also had a good eye, so he quickly got up to say goodbye, and went out to tell his personal servant to rush back to Kyoto overnight to report to the old marquis that he was looking for someone and sent it.

As soon as the room was clear, Fang Jie immediately closed the door and sat down beside Pu Cao, and said with a smile, "What, but my arrangement is not what you want?" ”

Pu Cao frowned angrily, and said angrily, "Shanzi's mother told him that he can't go home, then the Qin family must not be a good place, if he is sent back, there may be many people who will think about harming him." is this Chu family, Shanzi has no mother, and it is useless to expect his uncle and grandfather to protect him. How can I feel comfortable letting him go back? It's not that you've worked hard to raise him for more than a year, and I can't sleep when he loses his hair, but I treat him as my own brother..."

The more Pu Cao spoke, the more aggrieved he became, as if he had foreseen the pitiful appearance of Shanzi's return to the high-ranking family who was tortured to the point of being skinny. As soon as her heart hurt, tears crackled and fell.

Where did Fang Jie think that she would cry when she said to cry, so he hurriedly grabbed her and comforted her, "You are usually extremely shrewd, why are you becoming more and more stupid today?" This Chu Gongzi only returned to Kyoto a year later, who knows what it will be like a year later? At that time, if Shanzi doesn't go back, he can't tie it up. Besides, even if Shanzi wants to go back, we can find another way. ”

Pu Cao was also anxious for a while, and only after hearing this did he know that Fang Jie had made a delaying tactic. She wiped a handful of tears and said in annoyance, "Then if you didn't say it earlier, I was so scared that I thought even you had rebelled." ”

"What are these words, who doesn't protect you, I can't help it. Don't worry, as long as you say you won't let Shanzi go, I will always have a way to keep him. ”

Pu Cao pouted, pulled his sleeve and wiped his tears and snot to be angry, and finally said unhappily, "That's it, if Shanzi doesn't want to stay with me and wants to go home, I can't force me to stay." It's just that if he doesn't have a good life, I'm desperate to take him back. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

didn't mention how Pu Cao and Fang Jie discussed, nor how Chu Fei wrote to inform the old marquis, only that the lives of the people in Nangou Village continued day by day.

With the news that winter had arrived, it was soon raining again in just three days, and the goose-feathered snow flakes lingered for a day and night before leaving, and the mountains and villages were wearing thick white cotton jackets.

In addition to taking care of their own greenhouse, they also have to go around from house to house, instructing the villagers how to put away the straw curtains, how to remove snow, and how to receive the sunshine to the greatest extent. Fang Jie also hurried back to the city to arrange sales because the vegetable seedlings of each family had grown to two inches tall.

However, Na Chu Fei was very unexpected by the two of them, except for sending people into the city from time to time to buy some food that children like to come back and come back to please Shanzi. He took a portable pen and paper and followed behind Pucao honestly, recording what he saw and heard from time to time.

Although the people in the village knew that it was impossible, they also wanted to pass on this winter vegetable planting method as a family heirloom to future generations. Suddenly seeing Chu Fei writing notes like this, he was naturally very dissatisfied. So, soon Li Zhenghe and the elders found Zhangjiamen.

Fortunately, Pu Cao and Fang Jie had already discussed countermeasures for this matter, and lied that Chu Fei was a nerd, and Pu Cao was afraid of missing many details because he was not very literate, so he asked him to help record it.

Li Zheng and the others naturally didn't want to believe this statement, but this kind of cooking method is Pucao, and they don't interfere too much. In the end, Pu Cao saw that they were sitting and talking and refusing to leave, and they were a little bored, but they had no choice but to reveal some of Chu Fei's life experience.

At this time, Li Zheng and the clan elders were shocked, and they no longer suspected that Chu Fei was suspected of stealing secrets. After all, they are nobles from Kyoto, and a vase thrown at home is worth thousands of taels. They only earn a hundred and eighty taels a year by growing vegetables like this, how could people take it in their eyes and deliberately steal their vegetables to go back?

Thinking like this, the big stone in everyone's hearts finally fell to the ground, and happily patted their butts and went home. Pu Cao shrugged his shoulders and was still busy, occasionally taking time to go into the city to check the account books of the pickle shop, visit the two boring scholars along the way, and point out the new layout of the Xiyangyang Restaurant.

Don't you know, she and Fang Jie were surprised by Chu Fei's seriousness, and Chu Fei was also surprised by the weirdness of the two. Let's not talk about Fang Jie, a rich son and the commander of the royal secret guard, why don't you let go of a lot of young ladies from the family, and just love an abandoned peasant woman? I don't live in a good city compound, I have to nest in a small mountain village, and everything comes first to the grass. This kind of posture that has already spoiled the sky before marrying a woman into the door really makes him despised.

Besides, Pu Cao is obviously a thin woman, and her appearance is not surprisingly gorgeous, but her actions are rare and decisive. When they met for the first time before, he was speechless with a few words. Walking behind her all these days gave him a glimpse of this woman's intelligence. No matter if the people in the village asked her about growing vegetables, or which woman pulled her to say something difficult at home, she could give the best solution one by one, and even the accusations were extremely tactful and not embarrassing in the slightest.

A little woman is simply the highest existence in this village. He didn't doubt that if he beat this woman at some point, the people in the custody village would come up to avenge her without asking the reason, and even if he revealed the identity of the little marquis, it would be useless...

The days passed like this, in the children's cheerful play in the snow, in Chu Fei's doubts, and in the ardent expectations of the villagers. The vegetables of each family can finally be harvested, and the restaurants in the city have long been prepared.

Chen He had the experience of promoting roast sheep last time, and this time he made full use of the power of public opinion. As early as half a month ago, everyone in the city was already happy to launch a new dish, and it is said that it is a unique delicacy in the snow country. Not to mention the gluttonous old customers who like food, even the guests of various restaurants and teahouses are also discussing.

Finally on the day of harvest, Pucao got up early in the morning and gathered the villagers to explain in detail the details that need to be paid attention to when cutting vegetables, and even pushed Aunt Chen and her two daughters-in-law out with Liu Housheng to give guidance, and instructed them to teach the villagers how to keep the vegetables fresh and warm.

The soldiers and horses of each family were in chaos for a while, and in the end, they were all born in farming, and they soon became proficient and busy.

After lunch, basically everyone has already put the vegetables neatly at the door. A group of children were instructed by the adults, each dressed like a cotton ball, holding a snack in their hands or freezing hard mountain red while gnawing and watching at the entrance of the village.

Soon after the sun was in the west, there were five or six small black dots running from afar on the snowfield outside the village, and slowly the black dots became larger, and the children saw that they were horses with jujube red horses and heavy snow climbing plows, and immediately scattered like a swarm of bees, and ran back to the village to report to their parents and elders.

(Yesterday the network was disconnected, haha, I was lazy, first post three chapters, and then continue to work hard.) It's been raining lately, and I'm speechless. Looking at the news of the drought in the south, why is Heilongjiang so waterlogged? God is really unfair, divide a few rains in the south. ）