Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 568: The villagers of Gossip

"My home is three acres. Who can blame me for having such a small family?"

"My family has ten acres. Haha, you don't have as much as I do."

"Yes, Aunt Qing, you have more than ten sons and grandchildren combined. Who can catch up with you?"

"My family only has two acres of land. I don't know if I can take good care of it. I can only work harder."

"My family only has one acre, and we can only open this much for our family of three."

"..."

The families living in the area with much wasteland all had smiles on their faces.

The families with less wasteland are looking worried.

"Okay, okay, line up and distribute the medicinal seeds. After you get the medicinal seeds, I will tell you how to plant and how to take care of them." After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, the villagers lined up one after another.

At first they were pushing and shoving each other, but after Jiang Shoujia yelled at them, they became quiet.

Sent to Jiang Kang’s home.

Jiang Zhuzi and Zhou Changgu carried bamboo baskets, Jiang Yadan and Liu Xiang'er, mother and daughter, carried bamboo baskets, and even Jiang Kang, Jiang Ning and Jiaojiao held a small bamboo basket.

"Uncle Zhuzi, how many acres has your family reclaimed? How do you get so many things to store medicinal seeds?" Jiang Fubao was a little shocked, and she asked immediately.

"Of the six acres of land, only three acres were reclaimed originally. After my parents came back, they reclaimed another three acres."

Jiang Zhuzi answered her truthfully.

"It's a bit too much. You still have crops to take care of. Can you handle it? Otherwise, plant two acres less. Otherwise, it will be very tiring." Jiang Fubao advised them to plant less.

"It's okay. Uncle is very strong. Don't worry, Fubao. I promise to grow the herbs for you and it won't cause any trouble for you." Jiang Zhuzi patted his chest and said firmly.

"Okay, Shitou, give them six acres of seeds. Uncle, go to the left." Jiang Fubao had no choice but to compromise, and she stopped persuading him.

Extend your hand and point to the left.

He was still distracted and blinked at Jiang Kang.

The whole family went to the left side to load the medicine seeds.

After distributing the seeds, it was almost noon. After lunch, Jiang Fubao followed them to the wasteland and taught them how to plant.

She has been staying in Jiangjia Village for three days and has not returned to town.

Fortunately, there are disciples in the clinic, otherwise Jiang Fubao would not be able to feel at ease.

It was not until the morning of the fourth day that Meng Bujiu came to the wasteland to find her.

"After I finished my work, I went to the clinic to look for you, but I found that you were not there. Ohmae said that you had not returned. How are you? Have you planted all the medicine seeds?"

Meng Bujiu was wearing a moon-white brocade robe with a silver-grey silk sash around his waist. His figure was as straight and upright as a pine or bamboo. His hair was tied up high with a jade crown. His temperament was as gentle as jade. Even if he was just standing there, people couldn't take their eyes off him.

It forms a sharp contrast with the villagers who are working and are covered in dust.

"Well, the planting is done. I'm just about to go back after lunch." A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Fubao's eyes.

She didn't expect that Brother Bujiu would come to see her.

After spending a whole morning in the field, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Meng Bujiu casually took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, asking her to wipe the sweat off her face.

"Do you need my help?" There was a lot of mud on Meng Bujiu's shoes, but he didn't dislike the dirty field at all. He even rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help with the work.

"Yes, go to my house and get the bucket of manure, and then fetch two buckets of manure water." Jiang Fubao wanted to tease him.

She looked at Meng Bujiu playfully.

"Okay." However, Meng Bujiu didn't react at all and turned to leave.

"Don't go. I'm just teasing you. Brother Bujiu, these medicinal herbs don't need to be watered with manure. Okay, let's go. I should go back too. I won't eat. It's the same if we go to town to eat." Jiang Fubao quickly grabbed him.

I was afraid that he would really go to pick up manure.

It's such a shame to have such a handsome face and such expensive clothes being stained with manure.

"You little rascal, you've even learned to lie." Meng Bujiu deliberately put on a stern face, but his eyes were really gentle and not scary at all.

"Hey, let's go." Jiang Fubao grinned and walked forward.

The villagers who were working nearby all turned their eyes to them.

"Hey, who is this young man?"

"From his temperament, it's obvious that he's a scholar. Look at the jade pendant on him, it's as white as goat milk, it must be expensive. I guess he's the son of a wealthy family in town."

"Don't guess, this is the magistrate's son! I saw him once before in Fubao's clinic. My son Tao caught a cold and went to Fubao for treatment. This man happened to go to Fubao, so I asked the maid in the clinic and she told me."

"What? He is the magistrate's son? Oh my God, he is so handsome. I heard that the magistrate's son just won the third place in the imperial examination. Although I don't know what a third place is, I heard that it is better than a juren, even better than the magistrate. I don't know which girl got the chance. It would be great if my granddaughter could marry him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could someone like your granddaughter? Don't make me laugh. Who knows, maybe she will marry our Fubao in the future. They are brother and sister, and they are a perfect match."

"How old is Fubao? The Jiang family can't possibly let her get married so early. She might have to wait until she's 17 or 18. By then, the young master will be so old. So it's absolutely impossible. I guess she should marry someone of equal status. Maybe the girl's father is also a county magistrate."

"..."

People always gossip.

The villagers chatted around the two of them for a long time until Jiang Shoujia came over, then they shut their mouths tightly and stopped talking.

Jiang Fubao returned home, washed his hands and face, packed his clothes, and prepared to return to the city with Meng Bujiu.

Meng Bujiu came in his own carriage.

Jiang Fubao simply took his carriage back.

When the two of them walked out of the house, they were seen by Jiang Sanniu who was passing by.

In fact, Jiang Fubao had met her countless times in the village, but Jiang Fubao always treated her as an invisible person.

Didn't even look at anyone.

However, Meng Bujiu noticed that Jiang Sanniu walked in a strange way, so he glanced at her but quickly looked away.

The carriage sped away.

Jiang Sanniu stood there for a long time without moving.

It was not until the villagers came back that she limped towards the river with the bucket.

"Oh, the carriage is gone. It seems that they have gone back. I was thinking about talking to the third place winner. What a pity."

"What do you mean by a third place winner? He will be an official in the future. I heard that the third place winner will go to the imperial city to be an official, which is more powerful than our county magistrate. Our Fubao is so lucky. Any brother she recognizes will be a high-ranking official. She will have someone to protect her all her life. When she gets married in the future, her husband's family will not dare to bully her. I'm afraid they will hold her in the palm of their hands and pamper her."

"Fubao is worth it! What girl is as capable as her? She can read and write, and has good medical skills. If my son can marry a girl like her, I would be willing to do so even if her family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat."

"Shh, stop talking, the village chief is here, go back and cook."

The ones chatting were the same ones from before.

Seeing Jiang Shoujia approaching, they dispersed and went back to their homes.

Jiang Sanniu filled the bucket with water and carried it home with great effort. As a result, as soon as she entered the house, a kitchen knife was thrown at her.