Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Thinking of the key point, Leng Yanqiu opened the door again and shouted to the outside: "Scum, you can't leave chicken shit everywhere, pay attention to hygiene and chickens are responsible!"

White-haired black chicken: Who am I? Where am I?

When Brother Wang arrived, he was obviously obsessed with the scented tea that Master Wu had mentioned yesterday. He even searched for it at home. The Internet clearly said that drinking jasmine tea might stimulate insomnia, so why did Master Wu say that he slept better?

"Xiao Qiu, the fragrance I smelled yesterday... is even stronger today!" Brother Wang squinted his eyes and sniffed his nose to follow his instincts. Suddenly he saw two rows of flower fields and exclaimed, "When was this planted?"

Doesn't he come here every day? I didn't notice it at all!

If you have a good nose, you will be naughty with your hands.

Brother Wang's action was completely subconscious. While speaking, he bent down and stretched out his hand, pinching a jasmine flower with his thumb and index finger.

Faster than the movement of pinching the flowers was his jumping up and backwards movement and his cry of pain.

A familiar-looking white-feathered black chicken had just pecked his ankle hard with its sharp beak.

"Hey Xiaoqiu, hurry up and chase them away. Why did your chicken get out?"

Leng Yanqiu: "Zha Zha, can we talk?"

"Click, click, click."

What are you talking about? The chicken was able to fly out mainly with the help of the high wooden frame. Now, asking a chicken to stand still and fly over a bamboo fence of more than one meter out of thin air, isn't this putting the chicken in a difficult position?

It’s easy to get out, but there’s no going back.

Leng Yanqiu suddenly laughed so hard that she bent over and squatted on the ground holding her stomach, and she was almost clapping her hands on the ground to keep rhythm.

Did I raise a laying hen? This is clearly a comedian!

Brother Wang: Who is Zha Zha? Where am I?

Zha Zha: Heartless master! Without my care, your flower fields will only be covered with green heads!

A man and a chicken confronted each other, and Brother Wang was defeated.

Even though, I can't help itching.

"Haha, these are newly planted flowers, ready to be used to make tea." Leng Yanqiu finally straightened up and explained, "Brother Wang, let me introduce you to this chicken. Its name is 'Zha Zha'. Yes, it belongs to the vegetable garden, the whole yard, and the housekeeper!"

"Cack-clack-clack-clack!"

Zha Zha is very satisfied with his new identity. This house, no, this yard, will be handed over to the Chicken Queen!

Three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two big roosters can be arranged!

Brother Wang continued to pick vegetables in a daze, occasionally stealing a glance at the white-feathered black chicken standing at the edge of the field staring at his movements: "You don't have to follow me, I won't pick your vegetables for free, I'll pay you!"

Leng Yanqiu is working on arranging a way out for the scum housekeeper. Employees must be treated well to stay in the company for a long time.

Place a few layers of bricks against the courtyard wall, build steps, and then insert a wooden stick into the fork of the bamboo fence and fix it at both ends. The VIP passage for the Queen Chicken is completed.

"Here, your way back." Leng Yanqiu gave Zha Zha a wicked smile and pointed out the direction. He didn't know whether the Chicken Queen's basic skills in tightrope walking were solid.

Only after Brother Wang walked out of Zha Zha’s sight could he communicate normally with Leng Yanqiu.

"Xiao Qiu, can you make tea?"

"No!" Leng Yanqiu argued, "I just picked the flowers, dried them, and soaked them in water."

Brother Wang seemed to have suddenly realized something. “I was worried that you were thinking about starting a tea business. I wanted to remind you that the temperature here is not suitable for growing tea trees. It’s fine if you just grow them for fun. It’s similar to growing mint or honeysuckle. If you like, you can pick them and soak them in water to drink. If you don’t like, they can grow everywhere. Just do it for fun.”

Leng Yanqiu's eyes lit up. Brother Wang's words were very inspiring. There were quite a few people in the village who planted mint and honeysuckle casually. They didn't take up much space and could be placed at the corners of the wall to create a bold effect.

Who doesn’t want a life filled with fragrance?

Secretary Ma was delighted when he received Leng Yanqiu's call. He knew that the child was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. After a night of reflection, he must have figured it out and decided to be a filial child that everyone would praise.

"Xiao Qiu, uncle is going to take your grandfather to the hospital soon. You should pack up and come with us. You can ask for leave from the teacher on the way. I can give you a ride."

Leng Yanqiu waited patiently for him to finish talking before explaining her request: "Secretary Ma, I remember you have mint and honeysuckle planted in your yard, and I want to transplant two of them here."

I am most afraid of the sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

The sound of the old man's dry cough seemed earth-shattering.

Secretary Ma's voice was weak: "Xiao Qiu, what can I say to you? Isn't the place you live in rented? You spent tens of thousands to build a greenhouse, and you want to grow this kind of crops. Sooner or later, you have to go home, right? You have to return the house to the owner sooner or later, right? You are paying such a high interest, what are you trying to do?"

"You have a point."

"Really? Then listen to uncle..."

"Then I'll buy it!"

Secretary Ma, whose rapid fire was just interrupted, widened his eyes. The old man next to him stopped coughing, and the panting sound on the other end of the phone intensified.

"What did you say? Explain clearly!"

"I say, let's buy this yard. Secretary Ma, please ask the other party how much they want. If the price is not outrageous, I will buy it."

Leng Yanqiu's voice was steady, more like that of an adult than the breathing sounds on the other side.

The secretary's wife's voice was weak, but Leng Yanqiu had good hearing.

"Didn't I tell you last time that it's best to sell it? But I need cash, not credit..."

Mr. Leng's voice suddenly exploded, probably because he snatched the phone.

"You have money, but why don't you use it to pay your father for surgery? What can you give back to me after raising you to this age? Your father is lying in the hospital, and your grandmother is taking care of him all the time, but you, a heartless person, don't care about anything. You are living a life of luxury and yet you still dream of buying a house? You can buy it, you can buy it, but even if you buy it, it will belong to my Leng family and my grandson's!"

"Hey uncle, don't worry, give me the phone and I'll talk to the kid."

Secretary Ma changed his tone, but heard Leng Yanqiu, who had just been scolded, saying, "Uncle Ma, please tell Auntie that I will take some time to go home and dig two mints and honeysuckle today. As for buying a house, tell me when you have decided on the price."

They all have the ability to swallow their pride.

The phone is hung up and there is no sound.

Secretary Ma had a look of doubt on his face and tried to convey Leng Yanqiu's opinions. But in fact, there was no need to convey them because he had already pressed the speakerphone button.

"Uncle, your granddaughter——"

There is no further text, because the few adjectives Secretary Ma has accumulated are not enough to support his vivid evaluation of Leng Yanqiu.

"The wings have hardened." Mr. Leng had a good idea and thought that the summary was very accurate.

However, in his inherent cognition, he really doesn't need to worry about the problem of "being too powerful". Can you buy a house if you are powerful? Well, since your last name is Leng and you are a girl, everything cannot be yours before marriage, so just buy it!

Could it be that when Leng Yanqiu gets married, the man will not be afraid of embarrassment and come to Ma Liu Village to marry into the family? Even if he accepts the marriage, he cannot give the house away. That is the Leng family, and the villagers will agree with this statement. This is called "convention".

"Nephew, you're right, right?"