Once you become a boy, marry a good man, and become rich together

Chapter 185 Spring Rain, Silly Dog Fuzai

Jiang Ci wrote a letter to Wen Yu once a month, which was sent with the escort convoy bound for the capital.

Wen Yuting wrote to Jiang Ci about once a month, and he would directly ask someone to deliver it to Yong'an Town.

Before, it was placed in the escort agency. When Jiang Ci and Lin Jingsheng went to the town, they would give it to the people from the escort agency. If they didn’t meet them for two days, they would send someone to deliver it to them.

Now, for the sake of convenience, Jiang Ci just asked the messenger to deliver the letter directly to the compound.

When Wen Yuting was asked why he didn't have someone deliver the package directly to his doorstep, he still tried his best to avoid the trouble he would bring to Jiang Ci.

Don't disrupt the original peace of his life.

Jiang Ci took the letter that Wen Yu dictated to him, sat at the desk, lit a candle and read it carefully.

Lin Jingsheng entered the room without disturbing Jiang Ci.

"Ah Sheng, here is a letter from General Ji for you."

"For me." Lin Jingsheng was a little surprised.

Lin Jingsheng took it and sat at the square table to read the letter.

This was a folded piece of letter paper, placed in the same envelope as the letter Wen Yuting wrote to Jiang Ci, looking a little casual.

The content of the letter was nothing more than some reminiscing about the past, and at the end he boasted to Lin Jingsheng that the date for his and Wen Yuting's wedding had been set and asked them to go and attend.

Wen Yuting naturally also wrote to Jiang Ci that he was going to get married.

"Ah Sheng, they are getting married."

"It's a good time to go to the capital for some sightseeing."

"Then we have to wait until we come back to build the house."

"Yes, otherwise the time is too tight, but the building of the essential oil factory will be built in a few days."

Now we are looking for someone to turn the soil and prepare to plant flowers. The early sprouts of grass on the hilltop have begun to sprout, and the hillside is faintly green, making people feel the arrival of spring and the vibrant atmosphere.

They had nothing to do in the winter, so they bought a few books about flowers and plants to read about the planting requirements and habits of the flower seeds they wanted to plant, and gained a thorough understanding of the planting requirements.

But it was all just theory without practical experience. It just so happened that the old man who lived alone in the northeast corner of their village was quite knowledgeable about planting flowers and trees.

Jiang Ci invited him to come over and give some advice.

Jiang Ci looked up and saw that the clouds in the sky had darkened again, and it would soon rain.

The spring rain gently falls on the earth. It seems to be a gift from nature. It silently nourishes every inch of the land and brings the source of life to the seeds sleeping in the ground.

The spring rain nourishes the seeds, providing the best nutrients for them to germinate.

Jiang Ci stood in front of the door, watching the drizzle and smelling the unique scent of spring in the air.

Put aside all the complicated things in your mind today, relax and watch the rain hitting the puddle on the ground, stirring up a small bubble, and listen to the sound of rain hitting the tiles, which is sometimes crisp and sometimes dull.

Lin Jingsheng also returned home. He did not disturb Jiang Ci. He stood beside Jiang Ci and watched and listened with him.

Fuzai, that silly dog, didn't know to go home when it was raining. Only when the rain was getting heavier did he run home in the rain.

Fuzai has grown into a big dog.

When it runs, its well-maintained, shiny and smooth fur looks like black satin.

But now the surface of its fur was wet by the rain, and it looked like a real drowned dog.

Looking at Fuzai who wanted to rub against his legs.

Jiang Ci stopped it in time, "Fuzi, I don't think you dare to rub against me."

Fuzai looked up at Jiang Ci and didn't dare to act rashly.

Fuzai walked happily to the eaves of the gate and shook off his rain-soaked fur.

"When we go to the mountains later, we'll take Fuzai with us and let him have fun in the mountains."

"Teach it to hunt. A dog that big should learn to find its own food."

This is funny.

After a spring rain, mushrooms and bamboo shoots on the mountains popped up overnight, and wild vegetables also sprouted green shoots.

The wasteland was also busy in full swing. The men all wore thin clothes and wielded hoes vigorously.

I don’t know where Lin Jingxuan brought back a piece of grass from, with some soil underneath. She went home, walked around the yard, and finally stopped at the corner of the wall.

Jiang Ci went over curiously, "Xuanxuan, what is this?"

Lin Jingxuan took a shovel and dug a hole. "I dug the sunflowers from Xinxin's house. When they grow up, they will bloom when they see the sun."

“Wait for it to bloom.”

"It looks like they are easy to grow. There were only a few clusters of them by Xinxin's wall last spring, but this year there are already a lot. But I want to see the flowers blooming in Huatian's house more."

That is a hundred acres of flower fields. I can’t imagine how spectacular it will be when it blooms.

Jiang Ci gave Lin Jingxuan a heads-up, "We pick the flowers in our flower fields as soon as they bloom. We won't see large fields of flowers."

"Oh, yes." Lin Jingxuan finally reacted.

"But it doesn't matter. There are so many flowers blooming."

The seeds in the flower fields are not planted all at once, but in batches.

Just like the seeds of marigold, the area divided for this flower is divided into three parts. The first batch of seeds has been planted, and the second batch will be planted seven or eight days after the first batch, and the same goes for the third batch.

This is to avoid them blooming at the same time and being unable to pick them all. The essential oil factory also won't be able to use so many petals and they would be wasted.

The bricks for building the house have been transported to the vacant land behind the soap factory.

The wasteland that we should start buying for the house-building factory is rectangular.

The open space in front of the soap factory is used by the soap factory and staff rooms, taking up more than half of the space. The remaining half is now used to build the essential oil factory.

Jiang Ci didn't want to process essential oils in large quantities at the beginning. Before the Chinese New Year, Jiang Ci wrote a letter to Wen Yu wishing her a Happy New Year and gave her a small gift, which was a few bottles of essential oils.

Wen Yuting wrote back to Jiang Ci and suggested that he could open a factory to produce it, as the scent and convenience of essential oils would definitely have a market.

Jiang Ci listened to Wen Yuting's suggestion and decided that essential oils could only be produced in summer and autumn, and production had to be stopped in spring and winter because there were no flowers.

However, the essential oils they want to make are not limited to the flowers they grow. For example, when the peach, pear and osmanthus blossoms bloom, they will definitely purchase them in large quantities in these villages.

The people working at the essential oil factory also have to recruit people from several nearby villages. Although there is not work all year round like at the soap factory, these six months of work are something many people would have loved to have.

"Ah Sheng, you're back. It's so hot."

Jiang Ci saw Lin Jingsheng coming in from the door with sweat all over his face, so she went over to wipe his sweat.

Although he wiped with his hands and it was just a futile effort as he couldn't wipe anything off, his concern for Lin Jingsheng and his actions were little pleasures between the two of them.

Jiang Ci filled a basin of water for Lin Jingsheng and watched him wash his face.

Jiang Ci swallowed her saliva. Lin Jingsheng had washed his face, so his hair, temples and collar were all wet. His hormones were overflowing, and Jiang Ci's legs went weak when she saw him.

"Should I carry a handkerchief with me from now on?"

Bring a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Lin Jingsheng was moved by the image of Jiang Ci holding a handkerchief and wiping his sweat with her head tilted back.

But he said, "If Ah Ci doesn't think it's troublesome, you can bring one."

"Okay, I'll bring one... just to wipe your sweat."

She looked at Lin Jingsheng with curved eyebrows and her eyes seemed to have thousands of little hooks.