Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 127 Light Strategy (2)

After dinner, Xiaoqi rubbed her eyes and went back to her room. Several adults moved stools to sit by the bonfire in the yard, chatting while warming themselves by the fire. There was not much scenery to see at night, but everyone was able to chat and the atmosphere was harmonious. For a moment, no one wanted to go back to the room to rest.

"Xiao Xu, are you alone at home?" Hu Xingzhi suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Xu Yuan was stunned, "Um...what's wrong?"

Hu Xingzhi smiled and waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous, and chatted casually: "It's okay, I just think it's hard for you to take care of so many acres of fertile land by yourself. Did you work outside before?"

"It's OK, I'm used to it." Xu Yuan shrugged indifferently, glanced at the men around the campfire, and sighed, "I was not used to it when I first returned home, but there was no other way. If I don't do anything, there will be no one else at home... I can't just watch the good farmland at home go to waste and do nothing. It was left by my ancestors. I can't give it up... After weighing the pros and cons, I made the current choice. Fortunately, I have gradually adapted to it and it has become much easier to do things. However... looking at the lush and green land at home, I suddenly found that this is a more pleasant career than going to Liyue Port to do business and earn Moradu."

"This is my hometown, my home, the place where I grew up, the place that gave me wings to yearn for distant places, and the place where I set sail. Now I am back, taking over my father's burden and continuing to stay here. I hope that this place will get better and better, and more vibrant. I hope that young people who work outside can come back more often, make more contributions here, and don't forget where they come from."

"This is my dream now." Xu Yuan smiled softly, with a gleam in his eyes.

On the other side, Rong Zhao noticed that Lin Huan was leaning against the wall, looking up at the unclear night in the distance, with a relaxed brow and a smile in her eyes, and she seemed to agree with Xiao Xu's point of view. He couldn't help but smile secretly, holding back his voice, and pretended to look into the dark distance with her.

"But we still need Mora, and we need more attention, not only from young people, but also from more people." Lin Huan turned and looked at Hu Xingzhi with a firm gaze, "Sir once told me that what goes up should be seen by the people. But some things are really not so real when you sit at the top. You still have to step out and experience them yourself."

Hu Xingzhi didn't say anything, but just looked at the two people with bright eyes with gentle eyes and nodded heavily.

"I know how to write a reply to Uncle Yun." Lin Huan said to Rong Zhao with a smile.

"Really? That's great." Rong Zhao nodded, "I'm looking forward to it too."

"Yeah." Rong Zhao and Lin Huan exchanged glances and smiled slightly.

Everything was peaceful and quiet. As the night deepened, the bonfire burned out and the ashes scattered all over the ground. Everyone said goodbye and went into their houses to rest.

Inside the room, Lin Huan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the quiet profile of the little girl Ye Qi, with a soft expression on his face.

"A-choo!" At this time, Ye Qi rubbed her red nose and opened her eyes dazedly, "Um...Aunt Huan, you're back?"

"Well, I still have something to do, you can continue to sleep for a while. Don't worry, I won't go anywhere, I will be by your side." Lin Huan touched her furry little head.

Ye Qi shook her head, turned over, and lay on her legs, rubbing her little head gently, and said seriously.

"I can't sleep. Aunt Huan, whatever you want to do, I'll accompany you."

"Okay." Lin Huan agreed with a smile. He bent down and took her into his arms. He wrapped her in a thin blanket, picked her up and walked to the window. He looked out the window. The night sky was clear and the stars were twinkling. Occasionally, a bird flew by, passing over his head, startling a few leaves.

"It's so beautiful~" Ye Qi lay on her shoulder, tilted her little face up, and admired this quiet beauty with a smile.

"Yes, this is Qingce Village, one of the few grain producing areas in Liyue. The food for the entire country is supplied from here. It is a beautiful village, and it is also an area that the country needs to pay great attention to. When I came here for the first time, I was received by Mr. Xu's parents. They guarded the land that belonged to them, worked hard and lived a simple life... They lived this ordinary, even rough life all their lives, and they never changed a bit. The thing they were most proud of in their lives was that they raised their only child to be a talented person, walked out of the village, and came to Liyue Port... The old couple was really admirable."

Lin Huan lowered his head, looking at the little person in his arms, with a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

"I want old people like them to live a better life. Liyue was founded by merchants and values ​​businessmen, but many ordinary people do not live a wealthy life. We need to pay more attention to farmers and the lives of those who are not so wealthy..." Lin Huan paused and spoke gently, "Besides, Xiaoqi, you can raise fish here. When you grow up, if you want to fish, you can find a place nearby."

"Yeah!" Ye Qi nodded obediently, then smiled and hugged her neck and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, Xiaoqi, it's time to go to bed after listening to the story," Lin Huan patted her back, and slowly she felt sleepy. "Be good~ Tomorrow we will take a bamboo raft to cross the river, and you can see many small fish in the clear water..."

Imagine that there will be lots of little fish tomorrow... Ye Qi looked forward to it and slowly fell asleep.

After coaxing the little girl to sleep and putting her on the pillow, Lin Huan tucked in the quilt for her, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed beside, sat under the lamp, picked up the pen, pondered for a long time, and slowly began to write a reply letter to Uncle Yun Qing.

The next morning, the sky was turning pale, and the group got up early, packed up, and after breakfast, they were ready to leave Qingce Manor and head to the small pier to take a boat across the Bishui River to Chenyu Valley. The destination was Qiaoying Manor, where tea trees covered the mountains.

Xiaoqi was looking forward to the big and small fish in the clear river.