Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   At eight or nine o'clock in the previous day, the sun had already risen high.

   A carriage slowly drove over and stopped beside a bluestone house. The house is in the style of a courtyard house, and it is still covered with tiles. It is one of the best houses in Changfeng Village.

  Zhao Ziwen got out of the carriage, dressed in a white long coat that was indescribably elegant.

The servants behind    took out some daily necessities from the carriage, all of which are rare good things in the countryside.

   "Ziwen, why do you have time to come to me today?"

   From a distance, I heard an old man in his fifties walk out with a smile on his face.

  The old man is really Zhao Ziwen's eldest uncle, Lizheng of Changfeng Village, Zhao Yunfei.

   "I came back from town today, bought some things, and sent them to my uncle by the way!" Zhao Ziwen said respectfully.

   Zhao Yunfei looked at his nephew with satisfaction. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Not only was he outstanding in talent, but his character was even better. There was nothing to say about him.

   "Hehe, come inside, the sun is shining outside!" Zhao Yunfei laughed.

"good!"

  The two entered the room one after the other and sat down.

   Zhao Yunfei's wife Kang Shi came over, brought a cup of herbal tea to Zhao Ziwen, and said with kindness: "I'm thirsty, drink tea, drink tea!"

   Zhao Ziwen politely took the teacup and thanked Mrs Kang, "Thank you for your hard work, auntie!"

   The smile on Mrs Kang's face was even deeper. How could he be satisfied with Zhao Ziwen?

   is personable, and has a dusty temperament. There are not many in the whole Qingshui Town with a scholarly and elegant atmosphere.

   Zhao Yunfei chatted with Zhao Ziwen.

   "Have you ever been tired of studying?"

   "Learning is boundless. You are tireless, how dare you say that you are tired!"

   "Yeah. Not bad!" Zhao Yunfei nodded with satisfaction, and said, "How are the preparations for the township exam?"

   "Ziwen doesn't dare to exaggerate himself, but he is still very confident, and he is also working hard to prepare for the exam these days. I hope that I will not disappoint you and myself!"

   "Just do your best." Zhao Yunfei laughed.

   Looking at Zhao Ziwen, who is now as tall as him, he realized that his nephew is now grown up.

   At the age of sixteen, if he hadn’t been studying, he would have gotten married.

   Zhao Ziwen lowered his head to drink tea, but Zhao Yunfei's eyes wandered on Zhao Ziwen's body.

   thought about something carefully.

  Kang has been following her husband for almost 30 years, and Zhao Yunfei knew what he was thinking with a single action.

Mrs. Kang sat down beside Zhao Ziwen, took Zhao Ziwen's hand, and asked with concern, "Ziwen, do you have a favorite girl? After the township test, I can arrange a marriage for you, look at you now. "

   Zhao Ziwen was stunned for a moment.

   He never thought about his marriage.

   was mentioned by Mr. Kang, the woman he liked. His mind went blank for a moment, and then Han Yingxue's face appeared.

  Zhao Ziwen shook his head, what's wrong with him, so vulgar, would he like her without a little ladylike and gentle woman?

   "Ziwen, what's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Ziwen's strange reaction, Kang asked curiously.

   "No...nothing..." Zhao Ziwen whispered, bowing his head. It seems to be hiding something.

  Kang's smile, thinking that Zhao Ziwen is shy, after all, he is still young, and he has never been in contact with any girls since childhood. It is normal to be shy when mentioning his marriage.

Mrs Kang continued: "Then you should study hard. If you don't have a favorite girl, Auntie will help you keep an eye on it. There are quite a few girls of the right age at Auntie's family. A good girl with general knowledge, virtuous and capable."