Chapter 447 Believe it or not

"Sister-in-law, I think someone at home must have leaked your whereabouts, which led to the men in black ambush ahead of time. This is a premeditated assassination." Su Yongyuan said firmly.

Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows, but did not refute his words. She also felt that it was a bit strange that the man in black was in control at this time of the trip.

"Mr. Su, please drink tea, Wang Steward, please drink tea." Xiao Ruo put down the teacup, smiled at the two of them, and walked back.

Steward Wang took a sip of tea, thought it over, and saw that the two were not talking about the man in black, so he asked Yang Lan'er, "Ma'am, all the crops in the valley fields have been taken back now, are you planning to plant them again in the valley?" What do you want?"

"There is no need to sow seeds in the valley this year. Let's wait until next spring. It was originally a wasteland that was newly reclaimed this year, and its fertility is limited. Let's raise the fields this winter."

Steward Wang hesitated and said, "Then...then what is Madam's arrangement this winter, I mean the servants in the valley."

Yang Lan'er looked at this cunning old fox, she didn't need to arrange such a trivial matter, this guy must be afraid that she would be bored in this farm, so he came to find something for himself.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said: "If the people in the valley have nothing to do now, you can take them out and put them in Shanghe Village to reclaim wasteland. The land next to the yard will be reclaimed this year, and fruit trees will be planted next spring. "

Wang Steward smiled and replied: "Okay, Madam is considerate. The younger ones will be arranged according to Madam's instructions. There are three other Zhuangzi who are about to harvest in autumn. After the autumn harvest, Madam wants to plant something?"

Yang Lan'er took a sip of water and gave him a meaningful look: "The three Zhuangzi all grow potatoes."

"No..." Steward Wang smiled when he saw his wife's meaningful eyes.

He just wanted to annoy his wife with these trivial matters, so that she would not be idle in this farm.

Yang Lan'er saw that Butler Wang had nothing to report, so she looked at Su Yongyuan and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, how is your side going?"

As a major shareholder, she must care about the progress.

Su Yongyuan put down the teacup and said seriously: "The process is going well, the factory building is almost completed. Everything is going according to plan, so you don't have to worry."

"Ah That's good."

Yang Lan'er seemed to remember one more thing, which was supposed to be told to Su Yongyuan on the Double Ninth Festival of Jiujiu, but there was an assassination, so he forgot about it.

"Mr. Su, you should know that I have a Zhuangzi five miles away from the county seat. Let me tell you a little bit of information. You can consider buying the wasteland next to my Zhuangzi if you have spare money."

"Oh, is it?" Su Yongyuan was puzzled, he knew that the wasteland was very barren, what was the use of his sister-in-law asking him to buy it?

However, judging from the recent events, he knew that there must be some truth in what she said.

Yang Lan'er raised her head arrogantly in response to his doubts: "Humph, believe it or not, buy it or not."

He didn't buy it, but she bought it herself, so don't blame her for not notifying him.

Su Yongyuan saw the expression on his sister-in-law, and knew that she had misunderstood, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, you misunderstood, how could my younger brother not believe you, I don't believe my own father, and I absolutely believe every word you say , even if you say the sun rises from the west!"

He believed that the sun rose from the west.

Yang Lan'er felt weird when she heard it, and said angrily, "How can you be so careless when you're such a grown-up? What do you mean you don't believe in your own father but you also believe in me?"

"That's the literal meaning!" Su Yongyuan said with a smile.

His scumbag father hasn't treated him as well as these friends outside!

Yang Lan'er's sixth sense told her that it's not suitable for them to talk about this topic now.

PS: Lan'er: Who is the real culprit behind the scenes?

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(end of this chapter)