Xie Mingan thought he heard wrongly.
He frowned coldly: "Father, why can't we continue the investigation? What are you afraid of?"
"Could it be that Shen Ningning's life experience is actually different from what you told her?"
Xie Suzhi suddenly raised a pair of frost-like sharp eyes. .
His eyes were deep and cold: "Now that I am in a high position, my words and deeds are secretly watched by someone."
"As my son, you'd better be careful in your words and deeds. If you don't investigate Ningning's affairs, you won't be allowed to investigate. I It won't hurt you, let alone her."
Xie Ming'an frowned: "But this is her wish."
I wonder if it was his misunderstanding, but he saw a flash of sadness in Xie Suzhi's eyes.
Xie Suzhi pressed his eyebrows: "Stop talking nonsense, call your manpower back and put an end to this matter."
Xie Mingan's eyes flickered, reflecting the swaying candlelight, making it look even brighter.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Suzhi asked coldly: "What? You don't even listen to me anymore?"
Xie Mingan pursed his thin lips: "My son doesn't dare, just listen to his father."
After that, he left and turned around to leave. .
Looking at his back, the severity in Xie Suzhi's brows eased a lot.
"The traitor." He sighed and shook his head.
Xie Mingan returned to his study.
Another confidant chased in: "Second Young Master, are you really not going to stop the investigation?"
After so much effort and a month of time, we finally got some clues. Is it really going to be terminated?
Xie Mingan sat back at the table, his eyes cold and paranoid.
"Check, not only do I have to check, I also want to check him to the bottom."
As a son, he knew Xie Suzhi very well.
I'm afraid there is something really fishy about this matter. Otherwise, why would my father react so strongly?
However, if he contradicts him in public, Xie Suzhi will definitely be wary of him.
Therefore, he had to investigate secretly.
Xie Mingan waved to his two confidants to approach.
He whispered a few instructions to the left and right, then waved his hands and watched them go out and follow the orders.
...
The planting task entrusted by Shen Ningning to Dong Sanhua has initially achieved results.
In the past month, Dong Sanhua ate and slept with those sweet potato vines.
She controlled the temperature of the firewood at all times to prevent the room from getting too cold, but not too hot either.
Finally, the sweet potato vines quickly bore fruit, and thirteen thick, plump red sweet potatoes were harvested!
Dong Sanhua held it in front of Shen Ningning like a treasure.
The little guy was overjoyed: "Okay, it's really great!"
At this point, Shen Ningning took the initiative and took Dong Sanhua to find the old village chief.
The little guy wants to rent the other two uninhabited village houses at the west end of the village.
Give them all to Dong Sanhua to grow sweet potatoes.
As long as she succeeds again, it means that her method is feasible.
The old village chief listened to Shen Ningning's request, but chewed the tea stems and remained silent for a while.
The little guy blinked his big eyes: "Grandpa, village chief, what do you want? You might as well say it."
The old village chief came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Ning Ning, I don't have anything to do."
"I just happened to be thinking, My son, your Uncle Deng, has nothing serious to do at home all day long. "
"If you are willing, can you let him learn to grow sweet potatoes with Sanhua?"
Uncle Deng was cleaning the cup and pouring water for Dong Sanhua. .
Hearing this, he was a little surprised: "Dad, I know how to plant."
"Shut up!" the old village chief roared, as if he thought he was useless.
Shen Ningning and Dong Sanhua were both stunned.
The old village chief quickly said to the little guy with a smile: "I just want him to learn a lesson, so that such a big man will not be annoying at home all day long."
Shen Ningning smiled brightly, her white and tender little teeth were very cute, and her eyes were watery. Spiritual. "No problem, Aunt Sanhua, what do you think?"
As they got along with each other for this period of time, Shen Ningning had already admitted that Dong Sanhua was a relative of Grandma Qin.
When we usually interact with each other, I am willing to call her aunt.
There was also a lot of confidence and brightness in Dong Sanhua's eyes.
Hearing this, she nodded happily: "Okay, Brother Deng is hardworking and quick at work. With his help, we will get twice the result with half the effort."
The old village chief finally laughed happily.
He even directly gave the keys to the two abandoned village houses to Dong Sanhua.
Still unwilling to charge Shen Ningning any rent.
"It's good for us to plant sweet potatoes and fill our stomachs. We can't ask for money. I would rather stay away from me." The old village chief smiled.
Dong Sanhua smiled and said, "Then I'll go and clean up first."
Shen Ningning also left and went with her.
After they left, the old village chief closed the door and kicked Uncle Deng in the butt.
"Idiot!" The old village chief's gray beard curled up angrily.
"Dad, what's wrong with me? Why do you always dislike me lately?" Uncle Deng felt innocent.
The old village chief stared: "Without me, you would still be asking for a wife!"
"I've won the opportunity for you. If you don't seize it, get out of here."
Uncle Deng was surprised: "Asking for a wife? Dad, are you talking about... Sanhua?"
His dark face turned red at first: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
The old village chief looked at his cheerfulness and felt ashamed: "You're worthless. Stuff."
His tone became calmer: "Wang Qiao'er has left with Fugui, and he probably won't come back."
"In this cold disaster, he might have frozen to death somewhere."
He mentioned his son. Uncle Deng looked gloomy.
The old village chief continued to say calmly: "You, just stop thinking and find a wife to continue the legacy of our old Deng family."
"I think Dong Sanhua is really good, and she is a relative of Grandma Qin. I married her. , we won't suffer, let alone take advantage of her."
After the old village chief finished speaking, he lay down on the kang and closed his eyes to rest.
Uncle Deng sat there and scratched his head thoughtfully.
The whole next month.
Shen Ningning cut the spiritual grass in the fairyland one crop after another, starting with 300 stalks each time, to directly support the frontier.
Changliu Kingdom began to retreat steadily. Xie Mingxu liked to fight a steady battle and forced the enemy troops to retreat fifty miles away from the Heihe River.
Good news frequently reached the capital, and Zhang Liuye, a businessman in Nanzhou, also kept sending letters to Shen Ningning with good news.
The sweet potato vines he cultivated are bearing fruit and are harvesting their first fruits!
Although the fruits grow small and short due to the cold weather, the taste and quantity are not affected.
In the letter, Zhang Liuye promised Shen Ningning that if he gave him another month, he would make the miracle of sweet potato vine appear!
The golden beads in Shen Ningning's fairyland also grew extremely fast.
Probably when you eat the jade you like, the mature golden beads will fall off automatically and new ones will grow immediately.
The little guy was very happy to receive it, and he felt happy thinking about the sunshine that would be brought soon.
When Mo Lingwei had no government affairs, he took the initiative to find Shen Ningning in Xiangyun Village.
The little guy took him to inspect his sweet potato vine territory.
With the joint efforts of her and Dong Sanhua, they now have about twenty mature sweet potato vines.
Dong Sanhua also found the secret to planting, and discovered that as long as the environment is kept mild, the sweet potato vines can grow faster.
After Mo Lingwei returned to the palace, he recommended this method to the emperor.
He felt that this method could be followed and implemented in Cangyun.
The emperor boasted: "What good news. However, Ning Ning had earlier guaranteed the businessman named Zhang to return to Nanzhou and brought back hundreds of kinds of sweet potato vines. I am still waiting for their good news."
"The sweet potatoes in Xiangyun Village No matter how good the vines grow, but the number is too small, it's just a matter of playing tricks."
However, a month later, bad news came from Nanzhou.