After the failure of ascension, he traveled to the ancient farmhouse to be a group pet

As soon as the voices of the people on the ginger tea table in the hall fell, I appeared.

The more Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan listened to Jiang Chacha and Xie Shuiqing's plan, the more excited they became.

Of course they know that today's Tiansheng Dynasty has the so-called news transmission medium - newspapers, but if they listen carefully, they can clearly hear the difference between Tianji Pavilion and newspapers.

As long as the accuracy of the information is ensured, once Tianji Pavilion becomes famous, its most direct customers will be aristocratic families and powerful people.

Of course, the most direct opponents will also be aristocratic families and powerful officials.

Therefore, the initial construction and planning of Tianji Pavilion must include everything.

As for the source and accuracy of the news, relying on Xie Shuiqing's special ability, there is no need to doubt this.

As for the safety of Tianji Pavilion, they were just about to discuss it again. Pei Wunian had already brought the little monk Ignorance back to the hall and informed them of the arrangements he and the two had made for the building last night.

Jiang Sanlei, Jiang Sishan, Xie Shuiqing: ...What a great review!

There are two formations surrounding the Tianji Pavilion that are interlocking but do not affect each other. They include the entire Tianji Pavilion floor and a radius of ten miles. No one can enter easily. If a fire attack is carried out around it, Once you reach the door, you will be cut off by the formation, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

And with the invisible cave entrance and amplified dialogue stone, as well as the bell formation set up by the little monk later to assist Xie Shuiqing's bird sound attack, it was enough to frighten all directions.

Xie Shuiqing held the main bell and a Buddhist bead tied with a red string handed over by an unknown young monk in her hand, and felt calm.

The main bell is used to arouse the small bells around the building and react to each other as a warning. The prayer beads are the entrance and exit switches on the backyard fence.

There are golden locks on the front and rear doors, and there are dense formations all around. Only that one is the entrance and exit.

Safety has been maintained.

Everyone began to discuss the issue of shares.

According to Xie Shuiqing, Tianji Pavilion can be built like a large sect.

The shares are proportional to the importance.

The Jiang family occupies the majority, while Xie Shuiqing occupies a smaller proportion. I wonder if the young monk also occupies a small part.

Dividing it into three parts is enough.

Jiang Chacha is the master of Tianji Pavilion, Pei Wunian and Little Monk Shizhi are the two guardians, the Jiang family brothers are the elders, and Xie Shuiqing is the head.

Leng Yi led several girls around eleven or twelve years old in with a bunch of vegetables, and everyone began to eat.

Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian decided to let Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan stay in Fucheng for a few days to calm down, and then directly finalized all the matters.

The two Jiangs stayed here to train and train these children of different ages. Leng Yi sent them back and came back to help.

Unexpectedly, the young monk wanted to follow Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian back to Jiang's house.

After having lunch and chatting for a while, Jiang Chacha and the other two started to return to Baiyang Village.

……

When we arrived at Baiyang Village, the sky was completely dark.

Looking out the window, Jiang Chacha clearly saw that there were obviously more people in her small yard, the lights were bright, and the voices of people could be heard from the front yard to the back yard.

Getting closer, the carriage stopped when it was still some distance from home.

Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian got out of the car, only to find that there were carriages lined up in front of the door, and the lingering fragrance of tea wafted through the air.

This is Wei Feng bringing people to collect the tea.

In mid-April, the family had organized manpower to start picking tea. Several daughters-in-law of Jiang Daoning's family were appointed as chiefs to help keep an eye on the tea. The quality of the tea was very good, and no one dared to secretly hide the tea.

As early as May, the two rooms in the backyard of her home were filled with tea leaves. Only then did Lin Xiufen notify Wei Feng that she could come and collect the tea.

Jiang Chacha and the other three walked directly back to Jiang's house. When they entered through the gate, they found that in addition to the uniformly dressed tea movers, there were also a few familiar faces in the yard.

Fuzzy memories become clear.

These faces were changing in Jiang Chacha's head.

The muscular man would either use his big, generous palms to hold her little butt, which was still speechless, and laugh heartily, or he would hold her little voluptuous hand tightly in his hand and let her ride on his neck. Playing with Feifei and riding a big horse, or digging and digging in Grandma's vegetable garden with her hair that is still able to walk and whose hair can be balled up into two thumb-sized pieces.

This man, with an excited face and shining eyes, strode towards her. He opened his hands and hugged her. The man who was her father in this life, Jiang Wenting, was Jiang Chacha.

He felt his cheek flesh being squeezed hard, and there was even a slight pain from being pricked by small soft thorns, followed by a feeling of wetness.

Jiang Chacha stared blankly at Jiang Wenting with her baby teeth exposed and her eyes shining brightly.

"Daughter? What's wrong? Are you stupid? Don't you know daddy? Do you miss daddy? Why are you crying? Do you miss daddy like this?"

Jiang Wenting looked at the little tea baby with tears in his eyes, and smiled even more happily. After speaking, he put on his untrimmed beard and gave the little tea baby another sip on his face.

Automatically ignoring Pei Wunian and the little monk Zhizi who were still standing at the door, Jiang Wenting directly carried Jiang Chacha into the courtyard.

"Oh, my dear, are you back? Why are you back so late? Why don't you stay in Fucheng for another day? We don't have enough money? Didn't I give your third brother money? Is he spending too much money? Where are the people?"

Lin Xiufen came out of the hall and saw Jiang Wenting coming towards her with Jiang Chacha in her arms. She immediately smiled and took Jiang Chacha from Jiang Wenting's hand into her arms. She turned sideways and looked into the yard and saw Pei Wu. I don’t know the little monk.

"Hey! Nian boy, come into the house quickly. You must be exhausted these days. Who is this?"

As he said that, he looked at the little monk I don’t know, wondering in his heart, little monk?Is Wu Nian's friend?

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, whose name I don't know, is a friend of the benefactor Xiao Pei. This time I traveled to Guangyue Mansion and met the benefactor Xiao Pei. I followed him back and came without telling me. I also asked the female benefactor to forgive me."

Unexpectedly, the young monk returned to his reserved appearance, and introduced himself in a serious manner.

"Haha, what's the big deal? Since you are Wu Nian's friend, you are also a distinguished guest of my Jiang family. Little master, don't worry. There is enough food in this humble house to entertain little master."

Lin Xiufen's mother is a true believer in Buddhism, and Lin Xiufen also respects Buddhism. Seeing that the young monk who was the same age as Pei Wunian looked upright, and thought of Pei Wunian's magical powers, she also felt sorry for the little monk. The monk paid more attention to it.

I just don’t know which master this little monk sat down to practice under. If it was the master back then...

"Milk~ Chacha is hungry!" Jiang Chacha looked at Lin Xiufen deep in thought. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became silent, and she spoke directly, holding her stomach with a pitiful look on her face.

"Is little Chabao hungry? Let's start dinner now. My aunt has brought back a lot of delicious food for little Chabao!"

A high-pitched but not harsh female voice, which sounded cheerful, came from the kitchen. The female voice came from far away and became closer.

Jiang Chacha watched the woman come to him in a few steps, looking at him with a gentle smile, and her eyes suddenly narrowed with joy: "Auntie! Chacha misses you so much~"

The sound of “dig, dig, dig” has already occupied my mind╮(╯▽╰)╭

“Digging and digging and digging in the small garden~ Digging and digging and digging in the big garden~ Digging and digging and digging in the very big garden~~~~”