Chapter 95 You can work hard, but you can’t be cowardly

Fu Xiaoan's home is in Fenglin Village, which is not far from the county seat and right next to the morning market. When Jiang Lu and Zhou Chunhe arrived there, people in Fenglin Village were harvesting late rice, which was later than Wangjiaba Village.

It's already a bit cold to harvest late rice at this time of year, but fortunately the workers don't feel the cold, so they only suffer a little in the morning.

Zhou Chunhe walked to the ridge of the field and asked an old man where Fu Xiaoan's home was.

"Xiao An, Xiao An's house is over there. Go straight along this road. The hut at the end is his house."

"Thatched hut?" Zhou Chunhe thought he heard wrongly.

"Isn't it just a hut? This child has a hard life. He has no father and no mother. During the Dragon Boat Festival, his grandfather who depended on him also left. In our village, he is very pitiful." The old man said.

Jiang Lu sighed as she listened to the old man's narration. It felt like the plot written in the novel appeared before her eyes. There really are such pitiful people.

But he is still so strong-willed that he does not accept unexpected wealth.

"Let's go and take a look." Jiang Lu said.

The two of them kept walking for about ten minutes, and finally saw the hut the old man was talking about.

"Uh, you took the exam for a long time, and you took notes?" Jiang Lu wanted to curse.

"I want Xiao An to grow vegetables for us, what do you think?"

"Just put it there." Fu Xiaoan said as he walked, pointing to a worn-out Gu Da (a mat made of thick bamboo strips, often used to dry rice) in front of him.

"That's it." Fu Xiaoan lowered his head with no apparent expression.

"Has your greenhouse been built?"

Fu Xiaoan felt sorry for himself and was embarrassed to be asked to wait, so he stopped and brought stools to them both.

Jiang Lu turned over it, but couldn't find it.

Fu Xiaoan had obviously recognized them. He was very surprised and said awkwardly, "I had something to do at home, so I came back without telling you." It seemed like it was his fault.

"No, I'm testing memory." Zhou Chunhe said seriously. After all, Fu Xiaoan hadn't seen his notes for so long.

"It's really a thatched house!" Zhou Chunhe pointed and said.

Jiang Lu and Zhou Chunhe turned around at the same time and saw Fu Xiaoan. He was walking this way carrying a load of millet.

"I?!"

"Well, my field is relatively waterlogged," Fu Xiaoan replied.

Sure enough, this guy never plays by the rules.

To be precise, it is a thatched house.

"Sister, can eldest brother really grow vegetables?" Fu Xiaoan whispered.

He was obviously very worried about Zhou Chunhe, but he could act calm and calm. Jiang Lu felt that this child was a person with a strong sense of faith.

"Why, you won't let us go in and sit down?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

No one can stop what Zhou Chunhe wants to do, and Fu Xiaoan can't get it back at all.

"Sister, this is your pen." Fu Xiaoan thought Jiang Lu had made a mistake.

"Although they are all round, cabbage is firmer, and cabbage is relatively loose, and the leaves are thinner. The texture of cabbage is softer, and can be eaten by the elderly and children. Cabbage is crispy, and it is suitable for cold dishes.

very nice."

"What's the matter?"

Fu Xiaoan was very excited, he knew this was a rare opportunity.

Jiang Lu glanced at it, it was all right!

"Give it to me? Why?" Fu Xiaoan's first reaction was to refuse.

"Just do it if you want to, and it won't be difficult." Jiang Lu said while watching Zhou Chunhe strolling in front of the hut. He couldn't sit still and had long stood up to stretch his muscles.

"No, I can do it myself." Fu Xiaoan became even more nervous and wanted to come over and get the pole back.

Jiang Lu handed over the notebook, and after a while, Fu Xiaoan flipped it there accurately and handed it back to Jiang Lu.

"The reason I've delayed you for so long is because I missed my appointment and didn't return it to you on time. Besides, your notes have been a great help to us." Jiang Lu explained.

"He didn't grow it. We hired someone to grow it for us. No, the second greenhouse has been erected and we need manpower again." When Jiang Lu said this, he deliberately looked at Fu Xiaoan.

They both shouted at the same time.

"He is very strong, let him do it. Where do you think he should put it?" Jiang Lu said.

Zhou Chunhe walked there, took off his burden, and poured the rice onto the grain hay.

There is a hazelnut tree behind the hut. It is tall and strong, so much higher than the hut. It makes the hut smaller and thinner. It seems as if a gust of wind blows and the dead leaves falling from the hazelnut tree will overwhelm the hut.

Zhou Chunhe received his wife's call and strode over.

"It's okay, you can talk about it after you finish it," Jiang Lu said.

"With so much water, is your field wet?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

Jiang Lu guessed that Fu Xiaoan wanted to say that you are only half as good as that boss, not much better.

"Sister, I've never grown anything in a greenhouse."

"Planted."

"Zhou Chunhe, come here." Jiang Lu called.

"There is no difference between this. Both clay loam and sandy loam are suitable for planting." Fu Xiaoan replied calmly.

"Then I've passed the test." Zhou Chunhe spread his hands and the interview was over.

"It's yours," Jiang Lu said.

Fu Xiaoan took a grain rake to rake up the grain that had just fallen so that it could dry out the moisture.

"Have you ever grown vegetables?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"It's us who are here to return your notebook." Jiang Lu smiled, greeted him kindly, and raised the notebook in his hand.

Zhou Chunhe walked over directly, while Fu Xiaoan stood still, wondering what Zhou Chunhe was going to do.

Jiang Lu solemnly handed over the notebook.

Fu Xiaoan showed embarrassment, "The house is simple and dark, so I won't let you go in and sit. I'm sorry, big brother and big sister."

Jiang Lu was a little dumbfounded. She thought Zhou Chunhe could ask some practical questions, but this was too childish.

Zhou Chunhe said nothing, but easily took the pole from Fu Xiaoan's shoulder, put it on his own shoulder, and said, "Lead the way."

"Is that right?" Jiang Lu asked.

"Such a boss is so cowardly that it's okay not to follow him," Zhou Chunhe said in defiance.

"Someone will take you. We have already planted it. We just want you to help the master." Jiang Lu said.

"Both are correct," Jiang Lu said.

Fu Xiaoan glanced at Zhou Chunhe with profound meaning.

"Two?!" Fu Xiaoan exclaimed, "It's too fast."

"Try it for me." Fu Xiaoan stretched out his hand.

Jiang Lu looked at Fu Xiaoan expectantly. To be honest, she couldn't answer this question before. Even now, she can't explain it clearly.

"he?!"

"If you're right, please turn over the notes, I remember it's written in it," Zhou Chunhe said.

With adobe walls, thatched roofs, and paper windows, a solitary house stood at the foot of the mountain, existing independently from the world. Even two hundred years ago, such a house would not be out of place.

"My boss said that I am nosy and a dangerous person, and they dare not let me continue to work." When Fu Xiaoan said this, he scratched his head and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Because someone was waiting, Fu Xiaoan didn't rake it carefully, he just pushed it roughly, but didn't push it evenly.

"Not only was it built, but two were built."

However, with the shoulders of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, his steps when carrying rice are still a bit unsteady. He is too thin, and it seems that he has been unable to eat enough for a long time.

"Where's the soil?" Zhou Chunhe asked again.

"Then tell me the difference between cabbage and cabbage." Zhou Chunhe asked a question on the spot.

Hearing the words "big brother and big sister", Jiang Lu felt very down-to-earth, so she smiled and said, "Aren't you selling vegetables at the farmer's market?"

"Who are you looking for?" A voice interrupted Jiang Lu's thoughts.

"Even without reading my notes, I can answer that I grow the vegetables I usually eat myself, and sometimes I can even have some left over to give to the people in the village."

"That's okay for me, so Fu Xiaoan, what about you, are you willing to grow vegetables for us?" Jiang Lu closed her notebook and asked.

Fu Xiaoan already had the answer in his heart. When Jiang Lu extended the olive branch to him, his heart was moved. He saw him nod his head and replied, "I do!"

Until now, fate seems to have been joking with him and not favoring him very much. Even the death of his grandfather made his situation even worse. He had no money to bury his grandfather, so he borrowed almost half of the people in the village to get the money.

Now that fate has given him a chance, he intuitively needs to seize it. He can live a hard life, but he cannot live a useless life.
Chapter completed!