Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

When a mighty group of people arrived at the entrance of Hujia Village, there was another turmoil. Several young people who were specially patrolling saw someone coming from a distance, and they were so frightened that they rushed to call Village Chief Hu.

When Village Chief Hu and the others arrived at the entrance of the village, they also just went up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

The trail built in the village can meander up the river, instead of having to go around a long way as before.

It can save half an hour.

Aunt Hu happened to be ramming the earth outside, so she followed to see it, and without thinking about it, she said, "What are you making a fuss about, isn't that Zhang Lushi's family?"

"I did see the mule cart. It looks a bit like Uncle Wang's house, but I didn't see Aunt Wang. Third Aunt, do you miss Aunt Wang so much that you said she was inside?" Someone said with a deliberate smile.

Aunt Hu rolled her eyes: "If it's a good word, you have to say it so disgustingly, I don't think anyone can think of a donkey!"

"I don't think that the aunt of the Wang family is necessarily in it. Their children are all studying in the town."

In their eyes, reading is the most important thing, even if they sometimes delay a little farm work, they must not delay reading.

After all, that bundle is precious.

Even if they save some money, they dare not let all the children in the family go to school.

I don't have the money, and I don't have the guts.

As they were talking, Mrs. Wang said to Xiao Ayu, "Just those few uncles who are hiding, go ahead and tell the village chief and the others. A group of people are around there, are they treating us as bandits?"

Xiao Ayu lifted the curtain of the car, stuck her little head out, and looked up.

"Uncle Red Snake, please go to the front and tell the village chief grandpa, don't be afraid, it's Xiao Ayu who is back!"

Ouyang Changjing's dark guard smirked in his heart when he saw the red snake being discovered.

It seems that their Zhang Guo's ability to guard the dark is not as good as their West Wind Country.

With this little hidden ability, how dare you learn to be a secret guard?

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard the crisp voice of the little girl.

Xiao Ayu said sincerely, "Two uncles, aren't you tired? Come down and rest."

West Wind Nation's Dark Guard: "..."

No, they not only hide their bodies, but also their breath.

Under their disguise, it is easy to ignore their existence even if people have walked up to them.

How come this little girl seems to have discovered them.

No, this little girl must be being naughty on purpose.

However, Xiao Ayu saw that they would not come out for a long time, so she simply got out of the car while the mule car was parked in front.

Pulling out the little skirt, poking out the little butt, and looking down the little head.

And the two dark guards under the carriage came eye to eye.

"Are you exercising?"

Two dark guards: "..."

Ouyang Pei's voice came from the carriage: "For being so negligent, I will take the punishment myself."

"..."

Where does this make sense?

Village Chief Hu learned that Mrs. Wang had brought a few officials to inspect the school.

Originally, they were still a little nervous, but after thinking about it, they understood that it was probably Master Zhang who came to cheer them on.

As long as Master Zhang's official said that their school passed the inspection, people from other villages would feel more at ease sending students over in the future.

Several clan elders discussed in private whether to give some gifts to those officials.

Everyone said that this is necessary for human relations.

Only Mr. Ma was particularly unhappy: "We are opening a school, and what we do is to teach and educate people. As a result, before the school officially opened, you started to do some shameful things, and let other students know in the future, what else is there? Prestige at all?"

A few clan elders were told, their faces were blue and white for a while.

"Old Ma, what you said is too biased. We just want the school to open smoothly, all for the benefit of the children. If those officials want to wear small shoes for us and insist that our school is not doing well, then How about it?"

"Yeah, there are two mouths under the official word. Even if Mr. Zhang is good, who can know whether these officials are good or not. It is not uncommon for people who have always been positive and negative."

"Anyway, I don't agree." The old Ma clan said strictly, "If you have to send it, then go, it's just a matter of the school in the future, don't come to me again, I feel bad!"

Everyone: "..."

Hey, this stubborn temper.

In the end, it was Mr. Hu's decision to take a look at the situation first.

So as not to be self-defeating, it is not beautiful.

Ouyang Changjing claimed to be attracted by the reputation of the General Temple, so he took the liberty to come here.

Village Chief Hu was naturally overjoyed, but he did not expect that their former General Temple had gained some fame.

This is also due to the fact that the Wang family in Nanhe Town will talk to everyone on weekdays after Village Chief Hu asks.

For example, the children in the family usually do well in exams, and they say that the generals in their village are blessing them.

Or they are strong, and it is said that the atmosphere left by the general has affected them.

After a long time, there will be one or two curious people who will go to Hujia Village to take a look.

Mrs. Wang did not go to expose them, but only took people to see the sugarcane field.

Hujia Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, so there are many mountains, and sugarcane is basically built on the mountains where it is not easy to grow food.

Winter to spring is the ripening period of sugar cane, and now it is the last season of sugar cane, and they must return all the sugar cane on the mountain.

Then proceed to the production of sucrose.

In the open space not far from Aunt Hu's house, a large house has been built, where is their sugar cane workshop.

It's just that the house has just been built and has not been officially put into use.

Zhang Zhan distributed grains provided by Hujia Village to various towns and villages, which were also mixed with some grains sent by the imperial court.

The autumn grains planted by the imperial court last year had a good harvest and are being planted vigorously.

Every household has already sown the grain seeds, and good seedlings have grown, and now everyone is busy transplanting those seedlings into the fields.

The busy farming season is also coming. For the sugarcane workshop, the farmers in Hujia Village are not very anxious. Instead, several landlords who have signed the paperwork will invite people to ask questions from time to time.

"Aunt Wang, we have asked the woodworking master to slowly make everything needed in the workshop according to the drawings you gave earlier, and it will be delivered in two days." The third son of Aunt Hu's family introduced.

Hu Daliu, the eldest son of the village chief, also said: "Aunt Wang, during this time, we have also tried to make sucrose at home, but the amount of sugar produced is not too high and there are too many impurities, which is different from what you have done before."

"Of course it's different. The method of sucrose is simple, but there are many twists and turns in it, and it's no different from being a human being." Mrs. Wang said, "If it's so easy for people to master, how can our village stand on this? Now, don't stand still here, go to the school first. It's okay to leave the workshop for a few days, don't delay the school, and let the children go to school as soon as possible."

Hu Daliu wrote all his emotions on his face: "Aunt Wang, you really care about the children."

It seems that the villagers' usual evaluation of the Wang family's aunt is still inaccurate.

Mrs. Wang: "The chattering of each and every one of them makes my brain hurt. Hurry up and get things done in the school, drive all the cowboys and chickens in, and stop and stop."

Hu Daliu: "..."