Even before Zhuangzi, Jia Huan no longer had the desire to deal with Timur's desire.

It hurts so much.

It was so miserable, so determined and bold, and it was still the same in the end.

Raise horses, feed horses, drive horses and incite horses...

Even if you don’t say that the oil pan is under the sea of ​​fire, you have to say hello if you have something to do.

If you incite the horse, you will know the dick who cuts the horse. Damn! I will make the horse bite your dick and take revenge!

Without further ado, the sun has reached the sky. It seems that it is about twelve o'clock, and Jia Huan feels hungry.

After getting off the car, he first glanced at the manor in front of him, grinned, and then walked towards the carriage in front.

"Oh, Huan'er, we were really sent to this wilderness."

Aunt Zhao ignored a large banker in front of him who kowtowed to pay homage and looked at Jia Huan with tears in his eyes.

Jia Huan could see that Aunt Zhao was really sad.

Not to mention anything else, these embroidered shoes can't be worn casually in the future.

Looking at the yellow earth under my feet, the embroidered shoes were probably going to turn yellow after walking around on them.

There are also poodles everywhere, and the barking of dogs, pigs, and donkeys are heard not far away...

In short, the environment that Jia Huan thought was very friendly was like hell to Aunt Zhao.

Fortunately, Zhuangzi Courtyard is a three-bedroom house with blue bricks and red tiles, not adobe thatched house, otherwise Aunt Zhao might have even had the desire to hang herself.

Jia Huan smiled and comforted, "Mom, this is not a wilderness, this is a treasure land. If your son doesn't coax you, it won't take much time to change here. It may not look as luxurious as the Jia family, but they think it's incomparable to the comfort level."

Aunt Zhao looked at Jia Huan worriedly and said, "Huan'er, don't do anything wrong. We don't have much money. You spend all of it, how can we live?"

Jia Huan said confidently: "Don't worry, mom, not only can I not spend much money, but I may also make a big profit."

Aunt Zhao looked at Jia Huan with suspicion, and suddenly her eyes lit up, saying, "Do you want to add the rent for the tenants?"

"thump!"

Before Jia Huan could answer, he heard the old man kneeling all over the ground in front of him falling to the ground.

Jia Huan really didn't notice that there was an old man among the people. He just went there to look at the environment.

Seeing that the old man was frightened by Aunt Zhao's words, Jia Huan stepped forward with a hilarious look and wanted to help him up.

But the old man was old and he couldn't help him, so he said to a young man beside the old man: "Do you have any winks? Why don't you help the old man up?"

The young man was silly, big, black and thick, and very strong. He helped the old man up with one hand.

Jia Huan smiled and praised: "No, good guy."

After saying that, I looked roughly at the group of people in front of me, there were about twenty or thirty people, both men, women, and young and old.

This farm only has one hundred acres of land in total. After this division, one person will probably have more than three acres of land.

Not too much, not too little.

In addition to the elderly and young, a young man must take care of five or six acres.

Logically speaking, it would be fine if you don’t live such a life, even if you add some rent, it would be nothing.

Why did this old man react so much?

Jia Huan looked suspiciously at the old man who had just been helped up. After seeing Jia Huan's eyes, the old man was sophisticated that he immediately smiled and said, "Third Master, the little old man has no other intentions. He just had his arms sore and he didn't support him."

Jia Huan nodded and smiled, "Old man, are you your surname? You live a long life this year?"

The old man may not have expected that Jia Huan would not know him. After being stunned, he immediately said: "I am not allowed to be a king of noble surnames, and I am very noble this year."

The surname is Wang?

Jia Huan's eyes changed when he heard this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little playful, and he said, "It's good to be the surname Wang, Wang is a good surname. The wife in our mansion has the surname Wang, and the wife's people are very good! The old man's surname is Wang, and he is in our mansion. I want to have any relatives with his wife?"

The old man shook his head repeatedly and said, "The little old man has no blessing. The surname Wang is a big surname. Although the little old man also has a surname Wang, it has nothing to do with the wife in the house."

Jia Huan's eyes relaxed and he smiled and said, "Then you are really unlucky... Alas, it's a pity, otherwise I could have someone who knows the truth to help."

Old Man Wang was dissatisfied when he heard this and said loudly: "Third Master's words are nothing. Why is my old Wang not a person who knows the truth? Back then, my grandfather, my father, my uncle, and brother were all family soldiers who fought bloody battles with the old master and the old master! If not, the great master wouldn't have let me be the head of this village back then! Third Master, do you think I am not my own person?"

The old man said, so he calmed Jia Huan down.

However, the young man next to the old man pulled the excited old man and said in a silence: "Dad, stop talking, it's different now than before..."

The old man was stunned when he heard this, then looked at his son, then looked at Jia Huan, his whole body was full of energy and he was dejected and said nothing.

Yes, it has been different for a long time. Who are you still holding these old calendars to show?

He sighed secretly, and the old man's eyes became dimmer.

Seeing this, Jia Huan laughed happily, greeted the others, and then said to the old man Wang Gui: "Old Wang, you have a strong qualification and the Jia family is not over. You will have endless blessings. Why, obedient and life is not going well now?"

The young man beside Old Man Wang was about to speak, but was slapped in the back of his head and shut up. Old Man Wang Gui shook his head and sighed: "I hope you can't have the master. After all, it was indeed the ancestor of the family and his father who failed to protect the old man and the master and broke through the siege and died in battle..."

Although Jia Huan wanted to listen carefully, he knew that now was not a good time to talk about these things. He said, "Old Wang, let's talk more carefully later. Now this farm is mine, and everything has not changed for the time being. You should make your own decisions on how to manage it. Of course, the rent is the same. It is still as much as before. Now let's enter the house first, don't let a large group of people stand here."

...

"Oh, what a broken ground, Huan'er, look, can you walk this way? And this... look, this is so gray, so dirty!"

"Huan'er, look at this table. My mother said she wanted to bring the table of Huanghuali. You must say no. Now this broken table is made of elm and looks ugly..."

After entering the house, Aunt Zhao started to complain nonstop, but fortunately, she just complained, whether to do what she should do.

"Oh, I said I would bring two more old mothers here to clean and clean. Now, I have to take Xiaoque and Xiao Jixiang two yellow-haired girls with her! "

"You are a maggot-hearted evil, the seeds of no luck..."

Aunt Zhao often did such trivial matters. Even when she had not married Jia Zheng as a concubine, and when she was a maid in front of Jia Mu, she did not drag the floor and wipe the table with her own hands.

The more I did, the more annoyed she became, so Aunt Zhao started scolding Jia Huan again.

Jia Huanhun didn't care, but he didn't do anything. He looked around with his hands on his back, comforting Aunt Zhao, saying, "Mom, it's better to do more work, exercise and exercise so that he can live longer. Look, which of the wealthy old ladies in the city is as strong as the old ladies in the village? So, labor is the most glorious."

"Take your mother's shame, labor is the most glorious. Why don't you do it yourself?"

Aunt Zhao was so angry that she saw Jia Huan's leisurely look that she was even more angry and cursed.

Jia Huan was depressed and said, "Mom, I just said I wanted to help, but you didn't let me do it myself. Now I'm scolding me. If I hadn't practiced martial arts yet, I wouldn't be able to beat you, I..."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she threw a rag on Jia Huan's face and cursed: "You are so slutty seeds, do you still want to hit your mother?"

Jia Huan grabbed the rag and smiled bitterly: "Mom, look at what you said, at most I just thought about it..."

Aunt Zhao was angry and laughed, saying, "I don't know how many lifetimes of sin I have committed. I've given birth to such a thing as you. Go away, get out! By the way, go outside to recruit two old mothers for me and find another cook. Can you really let me be an old mother for you? Don't forget, lower the monthly money a little, just give me two or three hundred yuan, and it's worthless in the countryside..."

After snatching the rag from Jia Huan's hand, Aunt Zhao glared at him and coaxed him out.

No matter how much she scolded, she still couldn't bear to let Jia Huan do such a rough job.

In this era, women can clean up their houses, it doesn’t matter, it’s natural.

But if a man does it, he will become a lowly servant and will be ridiculed.

...

After Jia Huan left the house, he decided to walk around and take a look and get familiar with the living environment.

No wonder Aunt Zhao was exiled when she came to Zhuangzi. Compared with Rongguo Mansion, this farm is definitely a straw chicken.

There are only three tiled houses that can be seen. In other places, there are chickens, dogs, pigs, sheep, dung, cows, and autumn is coming, and green-headed flies are still flying everywhere.

In addition, the withered weeds and leaves all over the yard are so desolate and desolate.

Jiao Da, Timur and others had already shouted carriages to their own territory - the haystack horse circle.

Looking around, there is no acquaintance.

Fortunately, as the head of the village, the old man Wang Gui has been waiting outside.

Jia Huan walked over with a smile and said, "Old Wang, why are you still standing here? It's not warm this day."

Wang Gui bowed and smiled and said, "Third Master, I really can't bear the word "Wang Lao Er". If you like your face, just call the little old man "Old Wang". The rules cannot be broken."

Jia Huan didn't care and said, "That's fine, Lao Wang, this yard was not in the past, so it's been empty?"

Wang Gui said: "Of course no one dares to live in the yard of the master. However, there have been people who have been cleaning it recently, but the country people are clumsy and must have been cleaned."

Jia Huan nodded and said, "How many families are there in the village now?"

Wang Gui said: "We are a small village, and there are only about 100 acres of land in total. Now there are five families, including men, women, young and old, and a total of 36 people."

Jia Huan said: "I heard from my father that the rent in the farm is not high, so your life is OK, right?"

Wang Gui smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "The Third Master may not know that the rent in the mansion is indeed not high, only 40%. However, the land of this farm is not fat, and it happens to be next to the Gray Stone Mountain with Killing Thousand Killings. The harvest is really limited and tight..."

PS: Thank you book friend Yu Guang for scanning the world for rewards~
Chapter completed!