MTL - Assassin Farmer-~ 148 Miyake in the middle
Charge section (12 points)
148 Miyake in one (middle)
Along the only spacious official road, reach the entrance that was expanded two years ago, an arched stone bridge. After crossing the dry bridge, it was the boundary of the original three towns. Nowadays it is unified as "Guanyuan". The meaning of "combining three towns into one, repairing the natural garden".
At the bottom of the stone bridge, there is a big wooden sign of half a person high, and the letter "tourist stops" four characters.
The carriage drove past the Shiyue Bridge, and it was a peach blossom forest. In the east, south and west, there are three directions, each with a bluestone trail that can be driven by a horse-drawn carriage, pointing to three other homes belonging to different owners.
Luoshui Town is located in the southeast, so the carriage is the easternmost bluestone trail.
Along the stone path, there are rows of well-knitted kapok trees on both sides. Nowadays, the spring and summer are handed over, and the big cotton kapok is open to the public. Welcome the owner to return home.
It took him a whole year to create a beautiful home that is comparable to the Four Seasons Garden. He also repaired the houses of all the villagers and paved the courtyards of the blue-brick trails free of charge. He provided precious flowers and saplings for the villagers to plant in them. Around the house, the Luoshui is transformed into a beautiful garden with bright spring days. And all this, he just wants to share with her.
His main house is located in the most northwest corner of Luoshui Town. Behind the house is a pure natural lake. It is the small river at the foot of Xiufeng Peak. It passes through the town of Huanhua, bypasses Qingtian Town, and finally The northwest corner of Luoshui is a large lake with natural beauty, Luohu.
Liang Enzha’s house was built by the lake. Surrounded by mountains on both sides, one faces the water, and the remaining side is a tree-lined path planted with trees and flowers, and leads directly to the official road of Fanluo City.
The exquisite paintings on the lake can go up the river and go all the way through the scenic Qingtian Bieyuan, along the south side of the Fanhua Courtyard, to the Linjia Hetang, which is very popular among adults and children.
In the summer when the lotus blooms, sitting in the painting, drinking wine and peeling the lotus seeds is one of the most romantic events he has ever done.
"First take a break, wait for the painting to go to the Lin family. This is the Dragon Boat Festival. Everyone said that they should gather together at night." Take her into her special room, just next to his bedroom, and caress her eyes. The black shadow was entangled in him last night. I got up early this morning and went to the medical center for a consultation. If she didn't bring her back to rest, maybe she would have to wait until the evening to rest.
"You... take me here... just to let me rest?" She stared at him. Suddenly, my heart suddenly felt inexplicably moved.
For the rest of my life, I have never been so forced to rest. Even her parents, when she studied seven-year medical majors, never cared about her body. She only urged her to study hard, graduated brilliantly, and found a good job that everyone praised so that they could have light on their faces.
In fact, she is also like this.
Over time, she has long forgotten that she is just a woman. The woman who needs family care and pity, even with the face of Liang Enzhao’s confession and analysis more than once in the past three years, only knows how to back down and does not know how to fight.
She should be glad that she has not missed him.
"Otherwise?" He smiled and smiled at her beautiful face, pressed down the **** that was about to break out, and sent her into the room. "When I sleep well, I woke up and went to Linjia to eat." A meal."
Yang Jingzhi suddenly laughed at him. There is such a big scorpion. I always want to go to my sister's house to eat and drink. At the end, I have to pack their own wine.
Liang Enzai stared at the closed door of the room, silent for a long while, only then sighed and returned to the study.
Staring at the news of the imperial capital that was sent to the "Guangxi Building" from the front of the building, it has not been able to calm down for a long time.
The emperor was in critical condition and the palace was in trouble.
Of course, he knows what the so-called chaos means. There are so many great emperors, but they can go to the table, almost... no...
No matter who it is, it will affect the stability and stability. There are several neighboring countries around the world waiting to eat the fat meat. Therefore, as one of the helm of the military, he has to start at this time. .
As for the city of Fanluo, he has already looked for the agent of the city. In the days when he was absent, he was fully responsible for the safety and stability of the city.
However, he could not bear her to go, and the fate of the two was interrupted. She can blame him. When she finally opened her heart to him, she left her alone and left... This is the result he least wants to see, but he can't let him choose...
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A simple Qingpeng carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of Qingtian Courtyard in the "call" of the driver's whip.
"The big treasurer, really do not need to send you in?" After the driver came down, he lowered the horse stool, opened the carriage curtain, and worriedly looked at the woman who stepped on the horse stool and carefully got off.
"No need. I want to go slowly. You have to run two places later, and go back quickly." Xinlan smiled and waved, indicating that the driver had returned to the city. I walked home slowly with my pregnant belly.
After the renovation, Qingtian Town was originally a private hospital. When she was married to Jianheng, she gave a gift to the couple in one of the exquisite courtyards of the other hospital.
After the marriage, Su Shuiqi asked her if she would like to go to the pickle shop in Fanluo City to be the shopkeeper. She agreed. First, the pickles shop is the industry of “Huanyuan”. The main source of the pickles and sauces sold in the market is the fruits and vegetables, chickens, ducks and pigs of the villagers of the three villages under the “Heyuan”. By arranging fresh vegetable stalls, you can't sell much, and it's easy to get rid of it. Therefore, Sushui proposed that the villagers responded positively. Two years ago, the first pickle shop of “Heyuan” opened in Fanluo City and sold the self-produced sauces of “Heyuan”. She and Jiang Lin, a management shop account, a management of cargo deployment, and recruited three villagers who are willing to work in the city from three other hospitals to help, one year down, business is not good.
Therefore, before the end of last year, the “Guanyuan” pickles shop expanded and annexed the competition that rivaled their counterparts. The two pavements were expanded into four, and the types of pickles have also increased. Also hired two helpers, carrying goods, reception, cash register...
The “Huanyuan” pickles shop has become the largest sauce line in the city.
As for the production and processing of pickles, it is not in the pickles. It is a two-acre sauce processing workshop in the easternmost part of Qingtian Bianyuan. However, people who don’t know, from the outside of the courtyard wall, are still a private house. Because around the courtyard wall, it is a row of lush greenery, and the courtyard is divided into front and back. The first five rooms are different kinds of pickles brewing workshops. After entering the five rooms, they are all warehouses. According to the temperature of the storage of the pickles, they are separately stored.
The workers working in the workshops are the villagers of the three other hospitals. The long-term appointment of workers is basically the aborigines of Qingtian.
First, the original Qingtian Town has fewer Liangtians, and more than half of the township villagers depend on other industries for their livelihood. For example, hunters, such as stonemasons, carpenters, masons and other craftsmen, therefore, when the farm is busy, it will not be very busy, usually at home when the mother-in-law is too busy. Especially in the daytime, after the children of the family go to the flower school to go to school, the wife and daughter-in-law are more relaxed.
The processing workshop is located here, and it is convenient for them to work daily. Every five days, go to three other hospitals to collect fresh vegetables. As for livestock such as chicken, duck, cattle and pigs, it is purchased once a month. The purchase price was set by the masters of the three other houses. During the harvest season, the appropriate reduction, encountering natural disasters such as pests, when the harvest of vegetables is small, the purchase price rises to the price acceptable to the villagers.
After two years of operation, the pickles of the "Huanyuan" pickles shop have been passed on to the outer city. More foreign merchants from afar have negotiated with the pickles shop and drove directly to the "Heyuan" entrance. That is, the stone bridge is coming to pull the goods.
Qingtian Bianyuan, after having a ketchup processing workshop, has greatly improved the living standards of the original villagers.
At the beginning, there were not twenty-three indigenous people who insisted on the thirty-two disposable silver that they could get. Now they are all eyebrows.
The men of the Orion family were hired by the "Heyuan" patrol team, and they took a day off every five days. When they were on duty, they were two people and patrolled in the "Huanyuan" boundary. Defend the residents of "Huanyuan". Of course, "Guangxi Building" also dispatched one person each day to take charge of the general defense of "Heyuan".
In this way, the hidden worries caused by the “Huanyuan” villagers due to the prosperity are reduced.
"The big treasurer, come back so early this time?" Xiao Jia, who had just returned from the processing workshop and was ready to go home for lunch, saw Xinlan, who walked slowly along the Kapok Road, and smiled and said.
"Yeah." Xinlan smiled and nodded. From 丫鬟, jump to the treasurer, and then to the big treasurer, so three-hop change, so that she will be blasphemy from time to time. If there is no adaptation, there is still a heavy identity, that is, the wife of Jianheng. Although she has been married for two years, the child in her stomach will be three months old, and she will come. She still has a sigh of affection for him. Not falling because of the passage of time.
Xu is their combination, too sudden. Two years ago, when she finally put down her concern for Jianheng, he suddenly came back from the blood.
Not only came back, but also settled here, no longer leave. Very quickly, hosted by blood, she married Jian Heng. Became his wife.
Standing in front of the courtyard of the home confinement, through the green thorn fence, I saw the square courtyard in the square, the peach tree in the yard has been filled with mouth-watering fruit.
A few clusters of lush orchids swayed in the breeze.
"What do you want?" A low voice rang behind her, and turned back with joy, and sure enough, it was Jianheng. With a smile standing behind her, a simple bag was put on his shoulders.
"You are back," she whispered. Half a month to go out, let her almost missed madness.
"Well, come back." He reached out and held her. "Why don't you let them in?"
"I like to walk. Miss said, walk more, the production is smoother." She explained shamefully.
"Well, let's go to rest, and go to the Dragon Boat Festival later."
"Good," she said, her mouth smirked and he was sneaked into the house.
