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Chapter 62 Greenhouse Vegetables

"Dad, it's okay, brother, they will understand you." Su Qing saw that Su Changyun's expression was not good, so she comforted him.

Su Changyun wanted to recognize Wen Sheng and Wen Hai, but he hesitated because he didn't know how to face them.

Su Qing had long seen his thoughts, and then said: "Dad, Wen Hai also said that he wants to be a general. You can use this to get closer to him."

She looked at the light in Su Changyun's eyes and knew how much he wanted to stay with them. He might not be qualified as a father, nor was he qualified as a husband.

But if he hadn't fought on the battlefield, how could he have lived in peace now? If he hadn't abandoned his family, how could he have saved everyone?

When Luzi learned of Su Qing's plan, he took them to a wasteland on the outskirts of Beijing, which was also under the name of the Su family.

As for Lian'er and Xiangyun at the porridge shed, there won't be much trouble.

At first, Luzi thought that this piece of land was good, with few stones, spacious, and low price, so he bought it, hoping to sell it when the price increased.

"This land is spacious and the soil is good. Luzi, I really underestimate you."

Su Qing observed the surrounding environment. This land is close to the river, so there is no need to worry about water for planting.

She swept away the snow on the surface and found that the land was actually black soil, which was the best for growing crops.

She really felt that Luzi was a treasure and had managed the Su Mansion in an orderly manner. It was indeed the right decision to buy the four of them.

"Dad, please have someone drive wooden stakes at the place I marked and build a two-meter-high and ten-meter-long frame. Four of them will be made."

Su Qing and Lu Zi each took a shovel and shoveled the snow away where the stakes needed to be driven.

The black soil below was exposed, and a hole was dug in the soil. Wooden piles were required to be driven into these holes.

Su Changyun's army was camped at the north gate of the capital, while Su Qing and the others were not far from the north gate.

Su Changyun asked his personal guard Feng Ming to mobilize some people to help. The round trip took about twenty minutes.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated, and the shelf was quickly erected. Su Qing was still worried that the shelf would not bear the gravity, so he had someone tie it up again with ropes at the docking points.

"Girl, what are you..." Bailiyu had just finished his morning court today and met Bailiya who was rushing out of the palace and ordered someone to bring a large number of oilcloths.

When he asked, he realized that Su Qing had another idea in mind, so he just came to take a look.

"Guess it, I'll let you know if I guess it right." Su Qing said to the brother and sister, pretending to be a good person.

Although the relationship between them is very good, they still need to work hard to save face, otherwise it will be bad if they are caught.

Su Changyun bowed and saluted: "I have met the prince. Thank you for taking care of my daughter these days."

Bailiyu has been secretly taking care of Su Qing in recent years, and these personal guards have told him.

"My lord, you don't have to be like this." Baili Yu helped her. He didn't take care of her. Everything in the Su family was earned by the girl.

"Ah Qing, I have sent someone to deliver the oilcloth to Su's house. Do you want to go back with me and have a look?" Bailia asked Su Qing's opinion, but her body was already pulling her towards the city.

Bailiya looked back at Bailiyu and gave him an expression that said, "I can only help you so far."

Su Qing saw that Bai Liyu and Su Changyun were here, and went back with confidence.

After all, there is only some finishing work of shoveling snow, so it is most appropriate to leave it to grown men like them.

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