Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 130: Interrogating the Hot Pot (6)
"Brother Luo, Happy New Year," said Feng Tiemu as he saw Village Chief Luo coming to wish Feng Xuxu a happy new year, stepping forward to greet him first.
"Feng brother, Happy New Year," Luo Jiabao, who was talking with people from the village, heard someone greeting him and turned his head to see it was the village chief from the Feng Family village, and he quickly returned the greeting.
"I’m telling you, big brother, our village had a bumper harvest this year," patted his stomach, Feng Tiemu said. In the past six months, every household’s life had improved. Every few days they could eat meat, and there was no shortage of eggs at home anymore. Compared to last year, it was much better.
"It really is so, it’s all thanks to following Feng Xuxu’s lead," Luo Jiabao too was feeling sentimental.
With a creak, the main gate opened, and Feng Xi and his sister Feng Xuxu appeared before everyone.
"Happy New Year to everyone, Feng Xi here, with my sister, to wish all of you a happy new year," Feng Xi stepped forward and shouted to the villagers outside the gate.
"Young Master Feng, we came to give you and the young miss our New Year’s greetings. How could you be the one to give us New Year’s wishes? That’s really embarrassing!" Feng Jiashi, Feng Si’s wife, said.
"Young Master Feng, Miss Feng, Happy New Year, get rich," one person finished speaking, and the rest followed, saying all sorts of auspicious phrases. Although they were all in plain language without any fancy words, it gave one a sense of sincerity.
"Okay, okay, we’ve exchanged New Year greetings, let’s all get back to what we were doing," seeing so many people crowding here was not good, some needed to go back to cooking, others to continue their New Year visits. The village chief of the Feng Family led his villagers away.
"Alright, let’s go back too, the New Year’s greetings are done," seeing the Feng village chief and his villagers leaving, the chief of Luo’s village also led his villagers back.
And just like that, another year quickly passed by.
Early the next morning, Feng Xuxu, as usual, went to Uncle Ma’s room: "Uncle Ma, you’ve started drinking again. Haven’t I told you to wait until you’re better before drinking?" She went up to him, snatched the wine cup from his hand, and placed it aside.
"Hehe, but I’m fine now, aren’t I? It’s been such a long time since I’ve had a drink, I’ve been longing for it," he leaned back on the bed, grinning foolishly at Feng Xuxu.
"Even so, you should drink less once you’re better," Feng Xuxu sat on the bed, gazing mournfully at Uncle Ma. Dealing with him was like dealing with a petulant child.
"Alright, what’s with that look? I’ll stop drinking, okay?" He grumbled, his beard bristling, fearing the girl would start lecturing him again about the evils of alcohol.
"You’re such a big kid," she chided softly.
"Miss, I received a letter from our master yesterday. This one’s for you," Uncle Ma fished out two letters from beneath his bedding and handed one of them to Feng Xuxu.
Feng Xuxu took the letter and recognized the familiar handwriting. The contents roughly outlined the instructions for her to purchase Zuiyun Pavilion, while Uncle Ma should feign a return to the Capital City to deceive Prince Mo’s spies. From now on, Zuiyun Pavilion would be under Feng Xuxu’s management. Furthermore, it revealed her own identity to her, fearing that early knowledge might harm her, but it seemed trouble had found her regardless.
"Miss, understand this, the Prince had no choice. Now the Capital City is tumultuous, with envoys from the other two nations entering the city to celebrate the Emperor’s longevity. The Prince had no choice but to return to the Capital City," he explained.
"Uncle Ma, I’m fine. Actually, I’ve known for a long time that Xiao Chen was no ordinary man. At first, I thought he was just a rich young master, but I never expected he was a prince." She hadn’t expected to get involved with someone so important.
"And what about the tavern matter?"
"Uncle Ma, we’ll do as the letter says. After you’re better, you have to find me some reliable people. I want to pass on the knowledge of seedling cultivation and other agricultural expertise. I don’t want anyone knowing this before I’ve secured my foothold," she said, knowing she shouldn’t always rely on farming alone and needed to find trustworthy people to share the burden.
