And then she looked up at the sky. It should rain today, and catch up with a good day. As long as there is a rain, she should be able to live.

It's time to speed up the planting. Shen Qingci doesn't farm land here. If it's going to rain according to Yuniang's words, it's really a good opportunity.

It's hard to grow sweet potato.

No, it's not hard to plant. It's hard to keep it. So she certainly won't let her sweet potato seedlings die.

After Wei Jiang and his wife finished their meal, they continued to walk on such a few acres of land. In order to speed up, Shen Qing asked a Sheng to find some people to help.

It took only half a day to plant the remaining several acres.

When they came to these villages, they said that the sweet potato seedlings raised by Shen Qingci were good. They were big and strong. They must be very lively. Shen Qingci didn't know whether they were flattering or flattering.

On the contrary, she has not seen what the sweet potato seedlings of other races look like?

In the early morning of the next day, it was really raining, as jade Niang said.

And the rain is not small.

The rain was very friendly to those sweet potato seedlings.

It can be said that those planted can certainly maintain a high survival rate.

Shen Qing can't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, when Yu Niang said it was going to rain, she decided to tighten the time. Otherwise, she would miss the rain.

And now I want to come, not only to miss the rain, but also to miss, a good time to plant sweet potatoes.

The rain lasted three days or so, and on the third day, the day was also shining. Everywhere, there was a fishy smell of mud. The village was cleaned by the rain, and even the air was much fresher.

Shen Qingci went to his own piece of sand land. The sweet potato seedlings planted in it were very green, and they were also overgrown. With these seedlings, they grew very well and seemed to have grown up.

She squatted on the ground, stretched out her hand and gently touched the young leaves of the ground melon seedlings.

"You must be born and grow up, and you will also grow big melons for me."

"I'll give you more to eat."

When she came back, she also met many villagers, who were friendly to her.

"Did ah duo go to the sweet potato field?"

"yes." Shen Qingci is also a rare smile.

"It's good for your sweet potato seedlings to grow. It's a good time to catch up. It's raining in time."

"Uncle, what are you going to do next?"

Shen Qingci asked the man who was talking that her sweet potato seedling was planted. What was left to do, what to eat, what to cover with, whether someone would steal her seedling, whether she wanted to tie the stupid dog to the ground and let it look at the ground.

"Look at it."

The farmer stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

"As long as the weather is right, it will rain once a month for you. You can grow those sweet potatoes and you will not be able to eat them for years."

"So..."

Shen Qingci felt very insecure and uncertain. Even if she made money again, she couldn't control the weather. However, people in the village said that this was a good year. I hope that's the case?

When the sweet potato harvest, you can collect a cellar of sweet potato, she is not greedy.

After she said goodbye to the uncle, she was going to return to the Lin family. As a result, she happened to pass by the school and was ready to see ah duo Niang and ah Qing. Ah duo Niang's month is even bigger. In a few months, her brother-in-law will be born.

When she just turned around, she smelled a slight familiar breath.

All kinds of silk and satin, as well as embroidery thread, as well as rouge powder stained on the miscellaneous fragrance.

It's not too heavy, but it's obvious.

And she knows, who's here?

"So you found me again?"

He Yang came over from one side. It seemed that he was a little skinny. His eyes were real, but his eyes were too empty. No one knew whether he had grown up or became some. However, he was different from Shen Qingci's first meeting.

It's a bit more correct, not so annoying.

It is also like a child who has grown up and has a responsibility. It is also like a prodigal son who has finally turned his head.

Shen Qingci's light stare at him, his eyes are also calm.

A stranger is not a friend.

Really, this woman was unintentional.

He Cong refused to love her for many years. Even if he didn't love her for the first time, he didn't even love her for the first time.And all of his self-confidence, is also here, was trampled to the ground.

"I'm leaving."

"Oh..."

If you want to leave, why do you want to say something to her?

She was really not interested in him. She was lazy even at the sound of Ying Fu. She didn't think about how long she still lived here. Why did she feel here?

Besides, she didn't like such people.

"We're moving."

"Where is the flower house?" This is what Shen Qingci guessed.

"I'm sorry about the flower family."

"It has nothing to do with you"

SHEN Qingci is not such a vague person. No matter whether there is a colorful building or not, the flower family will know about her one day.

And what happens now is better than what happens in the future.

At least, when she is still here, she can solve these problems, instead of leaving them to adoniang who doesn't know anything.

"You..."

He Yang really wanted to ask if she really didn't have a snack for him. Unfortunately, he didn't ask for it in the end.

Forget it, he grinned bitterly. It seems that there is no need to ask if a woman has a heart for you. Can't you see it or feel it?

"You..."

He said you again.

And then No words.

"Take care of yourself."

"You too."

Shen Qingci nodded his head to him, turned around and left without removing mud and water Merciless.

After standing here for a long time, he Ming finally got into his own carriage.

"Let's go."

He gave a command to the coachman.

The coachman swung his whip again.

And he Ming's heart, in this whip down the moment, actually has a very slight pain.

He knows, I'm going to leave.

Maybe there will be no day to meet again.

He had never had such a big heart in any woman, but in the end he did not stir up half of the water.

Is not willing, is not willing, or that kind of request but not?

Maybe he didn't like it that much.

Lin's daughter is just an ordinary peasant girl.

He told himself so.

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