Chapter 7

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 Yuanye took the last bag of pastries and gave it to the village chief's family. He was going to build a house soon and had a lot of contact with the villagers. It was necessary to have a good relationship with the village chief. Moreover, building houses in ancient times is not like modern planning. He plans not to demolish the old house, but to keep it in the future to raise some chickens and ducks. In addition, he will build a new yard. There will be open space around the Yuanye home, as long as it is not too excessive. , the village chief turned a blind eye and passed.

 Although the village chief favored Yuan Rong and Yuan Gui when they separated, the old village chief was actually relatively fair in dealing with things. He also wanted to mend the rift with Yuan Ye, so Yuan Ye mentioned it a little and he agreed.

 It was just a matter of favor, so why wouldn't he do it. What's more, there is such a big bag of pastries. Didn't you see his little grandson chewing the pastries and laughing so hard that he could hardly see his eyes?

 "By the way, uncle, I have one more thing to trouble you. I also want to buy a few acres of land in the village..."

 "This... now that the spring plowing fields have been planted, I'm afraid it won't be easy. "

 I'm not in a hurry. If someone sells it, you can just keep an eye on it."

 After

 Yuanye arranged everything, he started to miss Zhao Xiaoyu. Three days, I don't know what he thought he didn't...

 What Yuanye didn't know was that now was the busy time for farming. Zhao Xiaohu of the Zhao family doesn't like to work, and Mrs. Zhao can't do the work in the fields.

 In the past few days when he was away, Zhao Lao and Zhao Xiaoyu hurriedly planted five acres of land.

 Although the Zhao family borrowed a load of grain from Uncle Zhao's family for spring plowing, the grain needed to be harvested from the fields, so the Zhao family could only eat porridge. The Wang family also favored Father Zhao and Zhao Xiaohu, so basically Fish out all the grains of rice and feed them to them.

 All Zhao Xiaoyu can eat is porridge. Zhao Xiaoyu, who was eating poorly and doing heavy work, became darker and thinner. He even felt that his eyes were getting dark recently.

 When Yuanye found him in the field, Zhao Xiaoyu had just finished the work in the field. His head was feeling dizzy, and he just wanted to quickly put away the farm tools and go back to rest early.

 "Xiaoyu!"

 Zhao Xiaoyu looked back and saw that it was the person he had been thinking about for a few days. He smiled at Yuan Ye and said, "You're back..."

 Before he could finish his words, he suddenly tilted his body and fell to the ground. Yuanye stepped forward and hugged him, saying anxiously: "Xiaoyu! What's wrong with you?"

 As he asked, he raised his hand and touched Zhao Xiaoyu's forehead. There was no fever.

 Zhao Xiaoyu struggled to stand firm, looked around, and pushed Yuanye, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Stand aside and be careful to be seen."

 "When is it now that you still care ? Did you know that you almost fainted?" Yuan Ye said, turning around and squatting down, "Come up, I'll carry you back!"

 "Get up, I can walk by myself..."

 Yuan Ye didn't follow. He wasted no time in talking and just carried the person on his back to go home.

 "What are you doing? Let me down quickly!" Zhao Xiaoyu was extremely anxious. If others saw it, the rumors in the village would spread like wildfire!

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