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A few people rode horses, walking slowly on the country road.

Nie Xiaofan's eyes were filled with endless yearning.

She said that if you want to do something meaningful, start by doing your own thing.

She is the owner of this village, and she has the responsibility to make everyone here live a good life.

"Xanadu?" Zhou Jiulang thought thoughtfully. "Sounds good, what do you need my help with?" said his horse, walking behind Xiaobai, looking very interested.

Xiaobai walked slowly, carrying the swaying Nie Xiaofan slowly.

Zhou Qiaoqiao walked in the front, she sat upright on the horse, her back straight. Like a general who leads a team to fight.

Hearing the conversation between Zhou Jiulang and Nie Xiaofan, Zhou Qiaoqiao said coldly: "Xanadu only exists in imagination, as long as there are people in the world." There will be strife. Where are there so many paradise worlds?"

Her original intention in saying this was to persuade Nie Xiaofan not to have so many illusions, and Zhou Qiaoqiao has been talking like this recently. Sometimes it's normal, sometimes it's full of gunpowder.

But Zhou Jiulang didn't understand what she meant. So he said loudly: "As long as the heart is pure, everywhere is a paradise." Of course a female devil like you who bullies men and women doesn't understand!"

Zhou Qiaoqiao stopped hearing this: "Who do you say bullies men and women? It's just that I taught bear children a few times when I was young." ”

Zhou Jiulang still wanted to fight back, but Nie Xiaofan hurriedly said: "It's just that, Qiaoqiao often acts chivalrous and righteous, but those villagers don't understand." The old fish head was injured, and Qiaoqiao often helped him go to the city to buy medicine. ”

"Oh... No wonder!" Zhou Jiulang said meaningfully. No wonder that Dr. Li often mentions the female devil.

Nie Xiaofan didn't understand Zhou Jiulang's meaning. But Zhou Qiaoqiao understood that when Nie Xiaofan was sick, she often went to ask for a doctor. Sometimes in the middle of the night, without any means, the doctor is really not easy to invite.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Nie Xiaofan said, "When it comes to the old fish head, how did you get along with him?"

Obviously, the old fish head hit Zhou Jiulang with a bamboo pole that day.

"Oh, that's what you said. Zhou Jiulang said indifferently: "The old fish head saved me once, and at that time I said I came to you." He thought I was a bad person. Later, when I stumbled upon him carving puppies, I mentioned that my grandmother also had such figurines, so he dragged me to learn woodcarving. I can't push it off, master!"

Zhou Jiulang said it so vigorously that even the self-proclaimed "little master" leaked out of his mouth. He suddenly felt a little rude.

I heard that his fiancée has been sick since she was a child, and she either takes medicine or reads books every day. So there's some talent, I don't know if she minds him like this. Zhou Jiulang was a little apprehensive again, but he promised his grandmother to take good care of Xiao Jiaoniang before he came.

Now that he dislikes her, not only does he can't bear it. I'm afraid even my grandmother will be upset ...

Nie Xiaofan didn't care about Zhou Jiulang's self-proclaimed "little master". She knew he was stubborn early on.

What she was thinking about was how Mrs. Zhou could have a puppy carved from an old fish head. Is there any relationship between the two of them?

This old fish head is really getting more and more mysterious...

"It's still early, why don't we go to the city to play?" Zhou Jiulang suggested carefully.

Nie Xiaofan said with a straight face: "I still have something." ”

Zhou Jiulang sighed in his heart.

Look, I'm really angry!

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so fierce.

It happened to be almost the old fish head's cabin, Zhou Jiulang said: "I'm going to learn carving with the old fish head, why don't I go up first?"

Nie Xiaofan snorted, and Zhou Jiulang waved his horsewhip and rode away.

As soon as Zhou Jiulang left, Zhou Qiaoqiao asked, "Do you like him?"

Nie Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

It stands to reason that she once said that she likes Zhou Jiulang, but Zhou Qiaoqiao asked again at this time, Nie Xiaofan couldn't see what she meant.

I don't understand, and it's hard to answer.

The topic was put on hold.

When they returned to the courtyard, they often saw people working in the fields. Walking to a high ground, Nie Xiaofan stopped and looked at these people working in the field.

These people, from a distance, are the scenery.

Now that you look closer, you can feel their sweaty hard work. She thought of a poem:

“......

What merit do I have now, I have not been a farmer.

There are 300 stones, and there is surplus grain in the year.

I am ashamed to remember this, and I will never forget it. ”

Zhou Qiaoqiao rode a horse alongside her, and said lightly: "Bai Juyi's "Guanjiamai" was made for the official time. You don't become an official, you don't receive money. Why do you sigh like this?"

Nie Xiaofan said: "I rarely came to the bottom of the mountain before, but today I see the hard work of farming. Therefore, I feel it. Although I am not an official, I eat their rents. ”

"Don't you want to be a saint and get free of rent, right? This Zhuangzi was also earned by your mother's hard work. Besides, there are more tenants in this world. How much can you manage?" Zhou Qiaoqiao was a little anxious.

Zhou Qiaoqiao thought that if Nie Xiaofan took the things left by the Jiang family to give favors, he would be a bastard.

What else are you talking about saints?

Nie Xiaofan twisted the horse's head, swayed up the mountain, walked all the way, and said firmly: "You think too much." I'm just trying to figure out how to make these farmers earn more money. ”

Of course, I know I'm not a saint, so I can't care anywhere else.

Just because I'm not a saint, I don't give away favors from my mother.

Just because I'm not a saint, I just want peace of mind.

"Then you... Is there a way?" Zhou Qiaoqiao asked.

"You once said that if I was born in a peasant family, how would I live with a sick body?

"I thought about it. If I live another life, I can't just wait to die. I can't think of the meaning of being realive. You can only do something meaningful on your own. I don't want to go down in history, but I want someone to remember me. At least somebody will benefit from my life...

"I really thought about it and came up with an idea.

"I want to build a mulberry fish pond here!"

What is this?

Sankey fish pond or something, Zhou Qiaoqiao doesn't understand.

However, I heard that this idea came up with because of his own words, and Zhou Qiaoqiao was a little looking forward to it.

She laughed again.

She really doesn't smile much lately.

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Sankey Fishpond?

Zhou Jiulang was a little puzzled when he heard the news.

The so-called mulberry fish pond is a kind of deep fish pond created to make full use of the land, raise the base field, and plant mulberry in the pond base, he has heard Mr. talk about it. But how can such a little girl as Nie Xiaofan understand this?

Without waiting for Zhou Jiulang to figure it out, Zhou Zhuangtou's side had already begun to deploy.

Nie Xiaofan's meaning is that the depression has been waterlogged for many years, and there is a rare water source in the north. Why not make good use of local conditions?

When I came back, I discussed it with Lian and Zhou Zhuangtou like this. Several of them felt that it was feasible.

The specific implementation matters are naturally handed over to Zhou Zhuangtou.

He went down the mountain to gather the people: "The girl is smart, and the depression has been waterlogged for many years, and the original land was reserved for everyone to irrigate the fields. Now, if it is opened into a pond to raise fish, there will be another way to make money. ”

(To be continued.) )