Xia Qianqian has walked this road from Jiangcheng to Fu'an Village many times in the past few months.

At first, when she got up every morning, Uncle Wang drove the ox cart, and she took everything to eat and hurried to set up a stall in front of Zhuxian College to do business.

Tofu curd, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, pancakes and fruits...

She started a small business bit by bit. In less than half a year, she bought a house in Jiangcheng and opened two shops.

Such a rocket-like speed of getting rich was something I never imagined at first.

At this time, she was sitting on the horse, with Li Yunniang holding Yuan Bao in her arms on the ox cart next to her, facing the refreshing wind in the morning, looking into the distance with a happy expression, and humming a popular tune.

Aunt Gui and Hua Zhuer were sitting at the back of the car, watching the mother and son having fun while chatting quietly.

Uncle Wang flicked his whip, and there was a crisp sound in the air. With a smile on his wrinkled face, he said, "Daughter-in-law of the Xia family, when you go back later, you must take a closer look. That cotton field, the cotton there

, colorful and surprisingly beautiful."

Li Yunniang turned her head and looked at Xia Qianqian on the horse, "Qianqian, where did those colorful seeds come from?"

Xia Qianqian chuckled, "Mom, have you lost your memory? Mr. Mo found the seeds for us."

"But I heard that there is only white cotton in the world, and no one has seen colorful cotton." Li Yunniang answered.

"Mom, you know best who he is and what you can't get."

She didn't dare to let Li Yunniang know that she was the one who cultivated the colorful cotton.

"That's right!" Li Yunniang thought thoughtfully and said with a smile: "Let's go back and clean up."

In the morning of late June, there are few pedestrians on the country roads. In the crop fields beside the road, the wind blows, the golden waves of wheat roll, and the air is filled with the smell of ripe wheat ears.

The group of people walked chatting and laughing, and arrived at the entrance of Fu'an Village unknowingly.

As soon as the carriage arrived on the road at the head of the village, a figure jumped out from the side, holding a shovel, stopping everyone in front of them, and yelled: "Stop, who are you?"

Uncle Wang laughed and shouted: "Liu Erniu, look who that is?"

When Liu Erniu saw the man on horseback, he trembled with fright. Then he put away his shovel and said cautiously: "Daughter-in-law, you are finally back. They... they all said you abandoned me?"

Wife?

Xia Qianqian has black lines on her head.

"Who is whose daughter-in-law?"

"You are mine...I am yours...No, no, they say you are mine. I think you are mine, but you are not mine..."

He originally spoke incoherently, but when he saw Xia Qianqian, he became nervous and even more incoherent.

"Get out of the way, I want to go home."

Liu Erniu obediently stepped aside.

Xia Qianqian rode forward and when she passed him, she heard him muttering in a low voice: "I have been guarding the entrance to the village. The milk you gave me is so delicious."

Uncle Wang moved to Fanshan to raise cattle, but he still gave Liu Erniu a bowl of milk every day.

Liu Erniu waited for him on the shore every day. When the boat docked, he got his own milk and ran home happily.

I boiled milk, drank milk, and made steamed buns. After breakfast, I went to the field with a shovel to watch.

This is the task assigned to him by his wife.

Every day, he works hard to complete it.

Every day, he hopes that his wife will come back and let him take a look.

Today, she finally came back.

He is so happy.

"Over there..." Liu Erniu pointed to the world on the other side of the Qingshan Mountains and hesitated: "There are so many... so many colorful cottons that can make beautiful clothes. Let's go and have a look."

Xia Qianqian returned to Fu'an Village just to see the cotton, so naturally she would not refuse, "Go and have a look."

"Qianqian, you go first, we will go later."

Li Yunniang greeted her, "Pay attention to safety."

"Hmm!"

She clamped her legs together and galloped towards the foot of the green mountain.

Liu Erniu ran after her, shouting, "Wait for me...wait for me."

In her previous life, she liked the feeling of driving.

When the vehicle is speeding, a stream of wind pours in from the window and blows on people's faces, as if all the worries around them are blown away.

The land at the foot of Qingshan becomes increasingly clear.

The paths around the field were crowded with people, and guards in black uniforms were guarding the surrounding areas.

Looking from a distance on horseback, there is a cotton-picking girl in the field, carrying a basket on her back, bending down to carefully pick cotton buds.

As soon as her horse reached the end of the field, two figures stepped out from the shade of a big tree nearby.

One of them caught sight of her and came forward with a smile on his face, "This cotton harvest is very good. I must give me 30% of the colorful cotton threads spun."

This sentence is not a discussion, but an order.

"Do you have a big face?" Xia Qianqian turned over and dismounted, teasing.

"You can't say that." Hu Tang stepped forward and said in a rogue manner: "You have grown such good cotton, how can you take advantage of that kid Mo Yu in vain? Why does he have it?"

"He gave me the seeds." Xia Qianqian answered truthfully.

"I... almost lost my life trying to find a good piece of land for you to grow cotton."

"But..." Xia Qianqian spread her hands, "This land is leased by Mr. Mo."

"When your new store opens, I'll give you a big golden bowl as a gift."

Xia Qianqian was stunned, "This matter has nothing to do with the Golden Bowl."

"You just admire him, so you help him in everything. You help him farm, help him spin and make clothes. You deliberately want to squeeze out my business."

"There is nothing wrong with me admiring him!"

"Is it your fault that you don't admire me?"

He was forced to panic, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong with me? I look good, I have a good family background, and I still... I still have my whole heart for you?"

Xia Qianqian suppressed a laugh and said, "That money girl of yours, hasn't she followed you recently?"

Hu Tang waved his hand angrily, "My rouge shop has opened and is now self-sufficient. My father saw my strength and promised to let me make the decision on my own when I am married. He will never interfere."

"That's a good thing." Yu Xiang, who was not far away, glanced here from time to time, anxiously circling around.

Xia Qianqian came back to the village this time just for cotton.

"Let's get together and have a drink someday. If you find a girl you like, let me know."

She didn't have time to listen to Hu Tang's other words, so she stretched out her hand, and the two brothers patted his shoulders kindly, "I'm going to open a business, so you give me a big gold bowl. Don't worry, if you get married, I will definitely give you a set of gold bowls."

The statue of a virgin will ensure that you will have a son soon."

Passing him, she hurried towards Yu Xiang. As she ran, she greeted: "Uncle Yu, how are you? The cotton harvest is better?"

Hu Tang was annoyed and looked back.

The woman on the ground pointed at the endless cotton fields and chatted enthusiastically with Yu Xiang.

Under the morning light, her eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of light spots, shining with a smart luster.

Hu Tang sighed, shook his head, and calmed down his careless temper.

He muttered and complained: "I can't compare to a cotton field."
Chapter completed!