If Fang Hong was willing, he could give a large sum of money to the tenant farmers present, so that they would have no worries about food and clothing in the future, even if it was a big cake and steamed bun every day, it would not be a problem. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut then, what qualifications does he have to change the fate of others? Even if he stops these people from worrying about food and clothing, then other troubles will be born in the future. It doesn't make sense to throw someone from one circle to another.

Nor are the gods qualified to intervene in the lives of mortals. Everyone is free and should not be bound by other lives. At this moment, Fang Hong's heart suddenly had a hint of enlightenment. Perhaps, this is the truth of Shinto's destruction. The destiny of heaven hangs high, and everything that breaks the balance will gradually dissolve.

Everyone quickly drank the herbal tea in the tea bowl, only to feel refreshed, and a little more strength in their hands and feet. After putting down the bowl, I continued to work.

"Young Master Fang Hong, come up quickly, it's too dirty here. Several old servants saw that Fang Hong was still working, and rubbed their hands one by one. How can a young master of the dignified Lin family do such rough work, if it is spread, what will it look like.

"Don't make a noise, go back quickly, you're not too young, don't be tired. Fang Hong laughed, stretched out his hand and waved, then lowered his head and continued to dig the ditch.

Because the weather was too dry, the soil here had long been hard and solid, and it was fine at first, but as time went by, Fang Hong's palms became more and more painful, and his arms were numb.

He has never done farm work since he was a child, although he grew up in the village, his family is a small landlord, and his family also raised some tenant farmers, so he doesn't have to worry about these things.

"This young master, go and rest for a while, you are no rougher than us, don't hurt your body. Several men looked at Fang Hong's palms and said with some concern.

"It's okay, this bit of work will be done soon. Fang Hong shook his head and continued to sink his heart. When he was completely focused on farm work, he didn't feel the pain in the palm of his hand.

After about an hour, the sky had darkened, the sunset in the distance had disappeared, a layer of rich black had covered, and the stars had already shone in the distance, and it was also some people who were working, taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely dark to do some work.

Gradually, the ditch leading to the pond was dug and a not-so-neat channel connected the farmland to the pond. "Click. Fang Hong went down with a hoe, and a large piece of dirt was turned out. The soil that had been turned over became moist at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a layer of turbid water seeped out from the opposite side.

"There's water. The dozen or so men present couldn't help cheering, worked for a long time, and saw the results at this moment, and everyone had a feeling of letting go of a thousand burdens.

Fang Hong went up and shoveled a few more times, more soil was turned over, and a murky stream of water flowed out of the pond, and soon followed the bottom of the ditch, in the direction of the farmland in the distance.

The cool water flowed down the soles of his feet. The splashes of water soaked his trouser legs. But Fang Hong didn't care at all, and still stood in the water.

He is the god of water, and he has a special affection for water. He has always believed that water represents life and death. Life means being able to nourish all things, and death means being able to destroy everything. But at this time, he had a deeper understanding of water.

The power of life is not only nourishment, but also hope. These currents are the hope in the depths of the human heart, and the reassurance in times of disaster.

As this thought arose in his mind, the water under his feet suddenly became a little clearer, and when it flowed, it became a little more agile and lively. Every time it flows through a little place, it will make the earth a little more vibrant.

The injuries on Fang Hong's palms and arms, I don't know when, have also disappeared. He didn't deliberately repair his body, but his comprehension of the water flow was further deepened, which caused his palm to automatically return to normal.

The water flows along the ditch, all the way to the distance, and along the various large and small waterways, divided into countless forks, flows to farther places, and also brings hope to more distant places.

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Early the next morning, the Lin family sent more than a dozen bookkeepers over, and Lin Xianhai also followed. A thousand acres of fertile land and 20,000 taels of silver were bought for such a good thing, and they sounded like they were dreaming.

I don't know where the generous person came from, so if he doesn't bargain, he will take the initiative to raise the price. Although Lin Xianhai has deep concentration, at this time, he can't sit still.

"Second master, come and see, all the money is here. "Lao Fu couldn't sleep all night, in order not to lose the silver, he spent the night in the front hall on the floor. When Lin Xianhai came over in the morning, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, go and count the quantity and fineness of the silver, and if anything is wrong, come and tell me. Lin Xianhai saw so much silver, and his heart twitched slightly. Although the Lin family's assets must be more than 20,000 taels, with so much cash in front of him, he is not calm.

Even worse than him were the bookkeepers. These people are all working for people, where have they seen so much money, and they were stunned for a long time before they reacted.

After Lin Xianhai's urging, they hurriedly ran to the two baskets of silver, picked up the small scale, and began to weigh them carefully. The same silver ingot, the fineness is insufficient, and the weight is completely different. In order to steal and cheat, people in many places either dope other metals into the silver, or secretly cut a small piece from the silver, and there are all kinds of methods.

It took nearly two hours for the whole count to be counted. Far from being the same, the number is more than a few dozen taels. And every piece of silver is solid and absolutely strong.

"Okay, okay, with this money, the Lin family's food is also gone. After the accounts were cleared, Lin Xianhai breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile bloomed on his face. With 20,000 taels of silver, the Lin family's money that could be spent was immediately abundant, and the worries in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Money is the guts of people, even from big families like them. After having the money, his waist straightened.

"Second master, the big man came again yesterday, saying that he was coming to get the title deed. Just then, an old servant walked in and whispered.