March 29th, the last day of March, the last day of March, the last day is closed.

Xu Ping was sitting at the door wearing boots, Panpan stood aside, pouting and said, "Dad, everyone said that you are going to have a break today, where are you going? Why don't you play with me at home?"

Xu Ping put on his boots, stepped on the ground, and said, "Today, your Uncle Wang Su's farm rice field transplanting rice fields, this is the first time he has done this kind of thing. He invited a few colleagues and friends to watch the ceremony, and my father must not go."

Panpan shook his head: "Uncle Wang Su is really troublesome. Why didn't he choose to plant rice on another day? By the way, he didn't let him plant rice in our farm, and he didn't even come to plant watermelons. Why did my father go?"

Xu Ping stood up and patted Panpan's little head: "It's a good thing that Uncle Wang Su brought you a lot of toys last time. The kite I flew yesterday afternoon, there was a yellow fat man outside your door. It was all brought by your Uncle Wang. Why are you talking bad things about him behind your back now?"

Panpan tilted his head for a while, and felt that he couldn't think of anything to arrange Wang Su, so he simply came up and hugged Xu Ping's legs and said pitifully: "Dad, don't go, can you accompany me out to fly kites?"

Xu Ping patted his daughter and said, "Don't make trouble, wait for my dad to come back and play with you. What we have to do now is a serious business."

Seeing that his father would not change his mind, Panpan immediately changed his face, let go of Xu Ping, and pouted with a cold face and sat on the side.

Xu Ping shook his head helplessly. The family had a small population and no one played with his daughter, so it was really difficult for him. Xu Chang and his wife returned to Zhongmu with their children these two days. Panpan was even more lonely, and it was no wonder that he acted spoiled and angry.

He was about to leave, but he felt uneasy. Xu Ping thought about it and said to Panpan: "The weather is sunny today. Please ask your mother to take you to Uncle Li's house. Follow Heihu and the others for an outing, and take a walk in Jinmingchi."

Panpan snorted, turned his head and ignored Xu Ping.

Xu Ping sighed, there was no way, so he raised his legs and left the house.

Lin Suniang was pregnant with her second child, and her belly began to gradually look bigger these days. Her mother, Zhang Sanniang, was eager to hold her grandson and looked at her daughter-in-law tightly, not even letting her walk more.

In this way, Panpan Pingkong has less care and he pesters Xu Ping whenever he has time.

Xu Ping is so big that he can support such a big family alone, so how can he have too much time to spend with his daughter in public affairs? He can only take time to come back early when the yamen is not busy and accompany her. On the holiday, he will have no time.

After leaving the door, Liu Xiaoyi had already been waiting outside the door, waiting for Xu Ping to get on the horse, and took a few village tourists to follow him.

The village bought by Wang Suxin is located in the west of Kaifeng City, between Xindianpu Post and Bajiaopu Post, and is under the jurisdiction of Xiangfu County. Because Bajiaopu is the main focus, the Bianhe River Water Road and the Liangjing Post Road pass here. It is extremely prosperous and has been promoted to a town, similar to Baisha Town.

Wang Su bought everything in this village compared to the village in Zhongmu, Xu Ping. He took a lot of effort. The village was much closer to the city lockdown, and the land price was naturally much more expensive, only more than 300 hectares, which was naturally incomparable to Xu Ping's ten thousand hectares of farmland. However, Xu Ping bought the abandoned wasteland in Chunzejian, and the cost of reclamation was much higher, so Wang Su's farm was not that troublesome.

It was the tail of spring, with flowers blooming in the wild and lush grass and trees. Once you left the two Beijing Post Road by the Bian River and turned to the small road to Wangsuzhuangzi, the bright spring light came to you.

Xu Ping took a deep breath and looked at the pictures-like fields around him, a feeling of joy surged in his heart. Whenever he was in this boundless wilderness, he could always have a kind of spiritual tranquility. Perhaps, this is his destination. However, for life, destination is often beyond reach.

The horse's hooves briskly stepped on the grass on the road. From time to time, a few pheasants flew up blankly. There were egrets flying from afar in the sky, and there were vaguely deer looking at themselves in the distance.

Since returning to the capital, how long has it been since I was so free and immersed in the scenery of the wilderness? Xu Ping himself is about to forget that feeling. The capital is prosperous, but blind prosperity is sometimes boring. Sometimes, I can relax in this vast place to truly appreciate the beauty of this world.

I rode my horse and walked straight for more than an hour before I arrived in front of Wang Su's house.

Looking at the huge manor built with blue bricks and gray tiles in front of him, just like his manor in Zhongmu, and even the water for building a house was not dry, Xu Ping couldn't help but smile.

The color of the building at this time was different from the Ming and Qing dynasties in later generations. The palace was not yellow-topped and red walls, but green tiles and white walls. It lacked some bright red and purple beauty, and had a bit more elegant and dignified. The houses in the folk were also influenced by this style, and generally paid more attention to elegance, clean and restrained. This style, coupled with Xu Ping's ambition when he built the village, there was a strange roughness and boldness. Wang Su's Zhuangzi inherited this style.

Before arriving at the village, a farmer came to greet him, led the horse to the manger, and asked Xu Ping and others to wait in the flower hall. He took the post and ran in to report.

Not long after, Wang Su quickly walked out from behind, arrived at the flower hall, and bowed to Xu Ping: "Yunxing is coming so early, I am preparing for manpower here. Let's have a cup of tea and help me with the advice."

Xu Ping stood up and returned the greeting: "Zhongyi doesn't need to be polite to me, just be busy with her own. By the way, have the others come?"

"You are the first one, where are the others so fast?"

Xu Ping said: "Yes, I live closest to here, and their journey is farther."

After a few words of politeness, Xu Ping took a few sips of tea and followed Wang Su to the manor.

At this time, dozens of shopkeepers had gathered in the yard, all dressed in short clothes, with their legs tied up high, and were ready to go down the field.

Seeing that these people were skillful in movements and didn’t look like nonsense, Xu Ping asked Wang Su curiously: “Zhongyi, where did you recruit customers from? They all seem to be skilled and experienced, but it’s not easy.”

"I came from Suizhou. There were also field operations there a few years ago, but the management was not properly managed and I couldn't handle it last year. These people were originally passers-by in Kuizhou. Because their family was hit by disaster, they went down the Yangtze River to make a living and were recruited to Suizhou. After the field operations in Suizhou were closed, they were wandering for a while, and the transfer office of Jingxi Road asked them to transfer to Kaifeng Prefecture."

Xu Ping nodded, knowing that Wang Su used his family's connections to recruit these veteran rice-growing farmers. The current Jingxi Road Transportation Engineer is Wang Su's brother Wang Yong. With his help, the Transportation Office will help find people. If it were someone else, how could he think of such a good thing? When it was started to plant rice in Xuping's village, I don't know how much effort it took to find a few who could grow them. How could he recruit in groups like this? That was something that he didn't even dare to think about. To be continued.
Chapter completed!