Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

"Oh, by the way, Grandpa asked someone to cut up the watermelons for everyone to taste." Jiang Xue suddenly thought of the watermelons that were delivered, and turned to the villagers around her. She quickly organized a group of people to help cut the watermelons, while she led another group of people to the place where the lanterns were stored.

"Everyone come with me. I have prepared some lanterns for you in advance. Now is a good time to light them up." Jiang Xue said as she led everyone to the place where the lanterns were stored.

Under the bright lights, the lanterns prepared by Jiang Xue in advance looked particularly beautiful. They were of various shapes and colors, some depicting landscapes, and some with auspicious patterns. Jiang Xue introduced the meanings and production processes of these lanterns to everyone, which aroused everyone's strong interest in them.

"I made these lanterns with the children in the village. I hope you will like them." Jiang Xue said with a smile, "Now, let's light them up!"

As the lanterns were lit up, the sky above the threshing ground was covered with colorful lights. The villagers gathered together to admire these beautiful lanterns and feel the joy and warmth of the festival. The children ran and played in the open space holding lanterns, and laughter filled the whole night.

"It's so beautiful!" a villager exclaimed. "These lanterns are not only beautiful, but also symbolize good luck and happiness. Sanniu, you are really a thoughtful person."

Jiang Xue felt warm at heart after hearing this. She knew that these lanterns were not only for festival decoration, but also for delivering happiness and warmth.

"When you go home later, everyone should pick a lantern to take home." After saying this, Jiang Xue turned to face the heads of more than a dozen other villages and said with a smile.

Her eyes were warm and sincere, as if they could illuminate everyone's heart.

"I did a rough count based on your village, and the watermelons should have been delivered by now."

Jiang Xue pointed to the neatly arranged lanterns on the side and continued, "Please take some of these lanterns back with you. This is a small gift from our Jiangjia Village. We hope that every village can feel the joy and warmth of this festival."

As she spoke, she pointed to another pile of lanterns that had not yet been lit. Although these lanterns had not yet been lit, they were already eye-catching enough. They lay there quietly, waiting to be taken home by the villagers to light up their nights.

"Thank you so much!" A village head came forward and shook Jiang Xue's hand excitedly. "You not only prepared so many delicious watermelons for us, but also prepared such beautiful lanterns. We will definitely cherish this gift and pass on this joy to everyone in the village."

Other village heads also expressed their gratitude. They knew that these lanterns and watermelons were not just material gifts, but also a kind of friendship and care from Jiangjia Village to its neighboring villages. This friendship will always be remembered in their hearts and will become a precious memory of their future interactions.

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Xuan Yuchen was half lying on the tiles of the roof, holding a pot of wine in his hand, facing the bright moon in the night sky alone, with a melancholy expression on his face. The moonlight sprinkled on his handsome face, reflecting the loneliness and longing in his heart.

It has been several months since he left her, and during these months, he missed her all the time. Her smile, her voice, her every frown and smile were deeply engraved in his heart and could not be forgotten.

"Prince!" Guard Wang's voice broke the silence. He stood under the house, looked up at the prince on the roof, his eyes full of worry and heartache.

His prince is a very good person, who became famous at a young age. His position as prince was established by the emperor himself when he was still alive. However, because his talent and prestige are too outstanding, he has not been loved by the current emperor since he was a child. In addition, the evil concubine participated in politics and disrupted the government. The prince's mother was also imprisoned in the Buddhist temple, which made the prince's situation even more difficult.

"What's the matter?" Xuan Yuchen did not lower his head, his voice was light, as if he was talking to Mingyue.

"Prince, today is the Ghost Festival. Would you like to go into the city to enjoy the lanterns?" Guard Wang asked cautiously. Whenever there was an event in the city, no matter how big or small, he would come to ask the prince if he was willing to participate.

"Zhongyuan Festival? Ha!" Xuan Yuchen sneered. Zhongyuan Festival is also called Ghost Festival, which is a day to worship lonely ghosts. What did he want to see? To see those lonely ghosts who could not be saved? His heart was already heavy enough, and he didn't need to add more sadness.

He sighed softly, raised the wine pot in his hand, toasted to the bright moon, and drank it all in one gulp. The wine went down his throat with a hint of bitterness, as if it also took away a trace of sadness in his heart. However, the endless longing came like a tide, making him unable to resist.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the pain and longing in his heart.

Even the lonely ghosts had people visiting them, but he didn't. The sadness and loneliness in Xuan Yuchen's heart at the moment might be even deeper than that of the lonely ghosts. He looked up at the starry sky, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to pour all his emotions into them.

"Guard Zhang, give the order that no sacrifices or lanterns are allowed in the palace during the Ghost Festival. If anyone dares to disobey the order, they will be expelled!" He ordered coldly, his voice full of determination. He wanted to let the lonely ghosts nearby feel his desolation, as if only in this way could he slightly alleviate the pain in his heart.

"Yes!" Although Guard Zhang didn't understand why, he quickly conveyed the prince's order. He also felt a little sad for the prince, this child of destiny, now ended up in such a situation.

"Guard Zhang, go get me another jug ​​of wine!" Xuan Yuchen threw the jug in his hand hard on the ground, and the pieces flew everywhere. He looked up at the night sky and shouted, his voice full of anger and helplessness.

In the night sky, a figure flashed by quickly, as silent as a ghost. After a while, the figure appeared beside Xuan Yuchen, holding a pot of new wine and a plate of sliced ​​watermelon. But Xuan Yuchen only had eyes for the pot of wine, and he seemed not to see the plate of watermelon at all.

He took the wine jug and drank it all in one gulp, as if he wanted to drown all his pain in the strong wine. However, the wine made him even sadder, and the longing and loneliness in his heart surged like a tide, making him unable to resist.

He closed his eyes and let the night wind blow on his face. At this moment, he seemed to be isolated from the world, leaving only himself and the endless loneliness and longing.

"Master, try some watermelon! We specially arranged for someone to buy it from Chuanzhou." Guard Zhang respectfully handed over the plate in his hand, which contained the cut watermelon.

When Xuan Yuchen heard the word "watermelon", he was suddenly stunned, and the wine jug in his hand slipped and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He suddenly looked up at Guard Zhang, with indescribable emotions flashing in his eyes.

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