Just when the people's emotions were like riding a roller coaster, the terraced fields at the foot of Jiangzhou Xueling Mountain were full of people, some were busy, and some were watching.

There was a rectangular soil sprinkled with black soil in the center of the paddy field, Jiang Qing stood next to it and sprinkled a handful of seeds that broke the shell and sprouted, and explained to the group of people around him while busy, explaining the precautions after the millet was put into the soil.

After the millet was sprinkled with soil, Jiang Qing asked people to insert the prepared bamboo strips into the paddy field, and the two ends of the soil were in an oval shape, and one was inserted at a short distance until the black soil sprinkled with seeds was completely covered, and finally put on a special waterproof tissue paper to seal the surroundings.

Jiang Qing washed off the sludge on the water with the water stored in the field, looked at the paddy field that was about to be completed, and then said: "After the seedlings emerge, we must pay attention to ventilation, we must prevent the water flow when it rains, and we must observe the water storage in the paddy field at any time, so much for the time being." ”

"Girl, can you really grow dense seedlings without seeing the sun?" Some people are worried that, after all, this cultivation method has not yet been seen.

"Yes! Yes! ”

Jiang Qing replied firmly, and then explained: "The seeds that break the shell are not easy to be exposed to the sun, the reason why this shed is made, one is to block part of the light and heat, the second is to maintain the growth temperature of the seeds, and the third is to prevent the invasion of birds. ”

The man was no longer talking, and everyone began to talk about it again, Jiang Qing strode up the ridge of the field, and heard a sigh of relief behind him, these are the representatives of each village and household, and they will learn first, and let more people learn in the disperse.

After a few days, the people put the seeds into the ground.

Twenty days later, the paddy fields of every household revealed the long and dense seedlings, at this time there is no need for greenhouses, but direct photosynthesis, at a glance a green patch, exuding vitality.

Nearly a month before the seeds were put into the ground, people began to plant seedlings, busy figures could be seen everywhere, the fields were full of laughter, Jiang Qing sat on the top of the mountain and watched quietly, she was happy in her heart, because in a few days, she could leave and go to the north.

The war on the frontier ended, the Celestial Empire recovered Beiyi, the northern city opened, the plague also stabilized, the spring ploughing ended and the apricot blossoms bloomed, and the world was in a good season.

The sunset was about to end, Jiang Qing stretched her waist and got up to go home.

In front of the Yishui Pavilion, Eleven, Nanxing, Chongqi, and Chen Dengdeng stood in a row, and several people looked sad.

Jiang Qing saw Chongqi's red eyes, saw Nanxing want to speak and stopped, and saw Chen Dengdeng crying and calling her sister to have no follow-up, only eleven, and knelt on the ground with a plop, choked and cried out in pain: "Girl, the master is dead!" ”

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and Jiang Qing, who was splitting, was stunned on the spot, and her ears were buzzing.

Chen Dengdeng hugged Jiang Qing, and couldn't help crying loudly anymore, "Sister, big brother, ......"

Jiang Qing pushed away Chen Dengdeng, stepped forward and grabbed Eleven's collar, stared at him deadly, and said word by word: "You say it again!" Who died? ”

"Sister, it's the big brother, it's the big brother who is light, it's the big brother who died...... Chen Dengdeng's tears fell big, and he couldn't help biting his lip and letting out a dull whimper.

Jiang Qing's body trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she trembled and muttered: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, how can he die if he does it lightly?" How could it be ......"

Take good care of your health......

She suddenly thought of the letter from the light line: It's a pity that I can't say Happy New Year to Qing in person, and in the cold winter, take good care of yourself.

Take good care of your health......

Take good care of yourself......

It turned out that those two letters were really goodbye to her?

No, she doesn't believe it!

Jiang Qing turned around and rushed into the study, turned out the envelope with peach blossoms, didn't care about slowly opening it and tore it directly and rudely, read the first letter with trembling hands and then opened the second one, and saw the words 'take care of yourself' through the back of the paper, and the water she was holding exploded instantly.

The memories of five years of getting along hit like a tide, and how could a person who was so elegant as a light line ever write so heavily?

It can be seen that only when he is in a heavy mood and seems to have a premonition, he will write such a few words, but it is a pity that she only realizes it now!

The tears could no longer be suppressed, the big ones fell, and Jiang Qing was about to collapse: "No!" Definitely not! Definitely not ......"

"Ahh

Chongqi walked into the house, looked at Jiang Qing with compassion, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, it's true, the body of the light boy has been sent back to Shennong Valley!" ”

"Shut up!" Jiang Qing scolded with red eyes, this was the first time in so long that she had said something heavy, and her heavy voice was broken, she wiped a handful of tears, staggered around the table and ran out of the house.

Chongqi chased out, and when he saw Jiang Qing turn over and get on the horse, beat the horse and leave, his face changed, and he hurriedly pulled up Eleven and chased after him.

At the three-way intersection of the official road, one horse after another rushed through like a raptor, one more urgent than the other.

In order to surprise Jiang Qing, Ye Ci rushed back with joy without sleep, but only saw a letter left by Nanxing.

The light son is dead, Shennong Valley!

At that moment, the joy on Ye Ci's face suddenly subsided, replaced by a tight pursing of the corners of his lips and an incomparably complicated gaze.

When the group rushed to Shennong Valley without sleep, Qingxing had already been buried, and Jiang Qing saw Qingxing's tomb with his own eyes, but he still didn't want to believe that he was dead.

I didn't eat for a few days, I didn't sleep for a few days, Jiang Qing's body couldn't support it, and she fell in front of the tomb of Qingxing, she was unconscious with a fever, and when Nanxing and Chen Dengdeng went back with the decoction, the room was empty, and Jiang Qing was nowhere to be found.

Nanxing and Chen Dengdeng were in a hurry, and they searched separately for a long time but did not find it, Chen Dengdeng was about to collapse, and said to Nanxing that Chongqi and Eleven might be in a group, because she heard the conversation between the two of them in the attic that day, and she was afraid that Jiang Qing would be in any danger.

Nanxing was anxious, but fortunately, Ye Ci arrived in time and found them.

…

In the simple and elegant room, the incense burner is burning with curling smoke, and under the brown brocade tent printed with fine dark lines, there is a lacquered wood carved bed, when Jiang Qing woke up, there was a person sitting in front of the bed, a flying eagle mask, and a dark gold flowing cloud pattern ink-colored brocade robe, which was the lord of Shennong.

An instinctive fear rose in vain, and Jiang Qing opened her eyes wide and said in astonishment: "It's you?" ”

Chongzhi didn't speak, just lowered his head, and his calm gaze beyond the years fell on the carpet with an alien style.

Jiang Qing realized that her poison had been cured, so she gradually calmed down and suppressed her fear, thinking of something, she stood up and grabbed his arm, and asked eagerly, "Who are you?" ”