Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 220 Recruiting Servants

Song Chunlin felt very strange. The strangeness came from the pair of brothers. They always looked at him when others were not paying attention, and then quickly looked away when he turned his head. Song Chunlin was not a fool. After a few times, he realized that they seemed to be observing him.

What do these two people want to do?

Although Song Chunlin thought their behavior was very strange, he ignored it because the two of them had no ill will towards him. Anyway, if they really had something to do, they would come to him on their own.

Everyone was busy planting the remaining grape seedlings. Today's are the last batch. After planting these, they will have to build the racks tomorrow. Song Chunlin sprinkled spiritual spring water on each grape seedling. The spiritual spring water is more powerful than chemical fertilizers. If you don't pay attention, they will grow taller. So the racks have to be built as soon as possible.

Because there was not much left, they finished planting before noon. Song Chunlin drove the ox cart back with a smile on his face. The staple food today was roujiamo and cold noodles, and the fruit was a large chilled watermelon.

"Wow, what kind of melon is this? It's so big?" Uncle Ding looked at the stone melons on the cart. The characteristic of this kind of melon is that it is big. One melon weighs dozens of kilograms. Only five of them are put in the huge wooden barrel to fill it up.

There were ice cubes prepared in advance at the bottom of the big wooden barrel, which kept the watermelon cool to the core. Song Chunlin took out a watermelon knife, handed it to Gu Fengyue, and asked him to cut the watermelon.

The young master of the Gu family cut the watermelons without complaint. The red flesh was still steaming with cool air. One bite and all the heat disappeared.

Everyone was shocked by how sweet and juicy the melon was, and they looked at Song Chunlin with awe in their eyes.

Such a good thing, if placed in the capital, would probably be worth a lot of money. This young master actually took it out and gave it to them so easily. It was too extravagant.

The Luo brothers were chewing watermelons, and their originally wavering thoughts became firm at this moment.

After the meal, there was nothing left to do, but everyone felt that it was not fair for them to only do such a small job since the host had treated them so well, so they took the initiative to offer to help the soldiers build a section of wall.

Song Chunlin was of course happy that someone volunteered to work, but he only asked them to work for another hour and return to the city before the sun set.

Everyone said goodbye at the city gate. Song Chunlin was not in a hurry to leave, and neither were the Luo brothers. They held half a melon in their arms and stood aside timidly. As they watched everyone leave and Song Chunlin was about to leave, the two men walked up to Song Chunlin and stopped him.

"Young Master, please stay."

Song Chunlin stopped obediently, tilted his head and looked at the two brothers, his eyes full of confusion.

Luo Chen looked at the innocent look of the child and thought about what he was going to say later. He felt embarrassed and stammered, unable to say anything.

Luo Yi couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward and whispered, "Young Master, if you don't mind, why don't you take us in? My brother and I are both very strong, so if you need any dirty or tiring work, just let us do it."

Song Chunlin widened his eyes slightly. So, these two brothers came to surrender to him?

Looking at the blushes on their faces and their tightly bitten lips, Song Chunlin shook his head: "You misunderstood. My family is just farmers. I am not a young master from an aristocratic family. If you want wealth and glory, I'm sorry I can't give it to you."

Now it was the Luo brothers' turn to be surprised: "Young Master, your family is engaged in farming?"

Song Chunlin nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, isn't it obvious?"

The Luo brothers thought, is it obvious?

What kind of farmer can ask the army to help him build a wall?

Some families may have dozens of acres of land, which is so vast that you can't see the end of it. But no one knows what they are planting.

Moreover, how could ordinary farmers afford so many unprecedented foods, and only feed them as temporary workers?

Take today's watermelon for example. He dared to guarantee that such a delicious watermelon, let alone being sent to the capital, even if it was placed in Baita City, only dignitaries could afford it. And they were just a group of odd-job workers. Who would be willing to spend so much on a group of temporary workers?

The Luo brothers were very conflicted now, but they didn't hesitate for long. The two brothers looked at each other and knelt down towards Song Chunlin together.

Song Chunlin was startled by them, and when he came to his senses he tried to pull them away.

"Fuck, stop kneeling all the time. I've already told you that I'm just an ordinary person. My family is farmers. I'm not a prince or noble. Hurry up and get up."

Luo Chen and Luo Yi did not stand up, but said firmly: "Young Master, we don't care who you are, we will follow you. Please accept us as your slaves and servants."

Song Chunlin didn't know why they were so insistent on having him take them in. Seeing that they were unwilling to get up, he scratched his head in annoyance and turned around a few circles on the spot.

Dabao in the space seemed to sense something, and he quietly called out to Song Chunlin in his mind.

"Master, master!"

Song Chunlin stopped and responded in his mind: "What's wrong?"

"Master, take them in!"

Although Song Chunlin was a little confused, since Dabao had spoken, he decided to accept it.

Hearing that Song Chunlin was willing to accept them, the two brothers were very happy. They quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Song Chunlin.

"Luo Chen, Luo Yi, meet the master."

Song Chunlin: “…” Oh my god, why do I feel a little embarrassed?

Since they have already recognized each other as their master, Song Chunlin felt that he needed to get to know the two of them, and this was also a big deal. The two brothers also wanted to sell themselves to Song Chunlin as slaves, but Song Chunlin felt that he could not accept the human trafficking, so he dropped the matter.

In order to avoid arguing with the two of them about this issue, Song Chunlin simply gave them mental hints.

"Okay, now take me to your house."

Luo Chen and Luo Yi felt a little embarrassed because their house was so dilapidated. It was the first time they had their master come to their house, and they didn't know if they would neglect him.

But Song Chunlin had already started walking. When he was about to enter the city gate, he turned around and asked the two to follow and lead the way.

Well, this guy was also impatient, and the two of them couldn’t refuse Song Chunlin’s request, so they actually took Song Chunlin back to their home.

The three of them walked around and entered a small alley. As soon as they walked in, Song Chunlin found that the houses here were a bit dilapidated. Song Chunlin had been here before, but he had almost forgotten it.

Luo Chen and Luo Yi took Song Chunlin to the most dilapidated house. They pushed open the broken door that was about to fall off, and what came into view was an even more dilapidated house.

The yard was small, and the house was not big either. The roof of the main house had several large holes, and only the side room next to it could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain. The Luo family of four all squeezed into this intact house.

Father Luo felt better today, so he cleaned the house inside and out. He was busy cooking in the kitchen now, thinking that it would be a good time to eat when his sons came back.

The little daughter sat obediently on a small stool nearby, eating a boiled egg in small bites.

As soon as Luo Chen and Luo Yi entered the house, they went to look for their little father. Luo's father had already heard the noise outside. He shouted towards the yard, "You're back. Wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear any response from outside and felt a little strange. Just as he was about to ask, a smart and handsome young boy walked in from the kitchen door.

The boy was wearing clothes made of unknown material. The emerald green color set off his delicate and fair skin. He had red lips and white teeth, and it was obvious that he was a child from a wealthy family.

Luo's father was so frightened that he even forgot to speak for a moment. It was Luo Chen and Luo Yi who came in and broke the silence.

"Little Daddy, we are back. This is Young Master Song. My brother and I have just acknowledged him as our master."

Song Chunlin cooperated and smiled faintly at Luo's father, but he had no idea of the turmoil in Luo's father's heart.

"Ah, yes, it's Young Master Song. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you by my humble abode."

Song Chunlin waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I am not a young master. My family is just an ordinary farmer. Uncle, you don't have to be polite. Just call me Chunlin."

"That won't work. Since these two little brats of mine have acknowledged you as their master, the master-servant relationship cannot be abolished."

Song Chunlin said embarrassedly: "Well, actually I have never thought of accepting them, but Uncle Luo, I promise you that if they follow me, they will definitely become rich and prosperous."

Luo's father was amused by his words: "Hahahaha, we are rough people and don't know what it means to be well-off. I let them follow you just because I want them to have enough food to eat. If there is any hard work, just order them to do it. Although they are all brothers, they are also strong."

Song Chunlin pondered: "Well, speaking of work, I do have a job here that needs local people to do it, but I don't know if they are willing to do it."

"I'm willing!" The brothers Luo Chen and Luo Yi answered first, fearing that Song Chunlin would give the job to someone else in the next second. After working with Song Chunlin for a few days, the Luo brothers have realized that Song Chunlin is not a master who treats his subordinates harshly. It is rare to find a master who is so kind to others in this world.

Song Chunlin pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't agree so quickly, now is not the right time. When the time comes, I will tell you what to do."

"Oh, okay, okay." Luo's father rubbed his hands awkwardly. For a moment he was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

The little girl who had been sitting obediently next to him finished her boiled eggs. Her eyes were fixed on the huge green-skinned watermelon in her brother's arms. Although she didn't know how to recognize watermelon, it did not prevent her from smelling the scent of watermelon in the air.

The little girl stood up curiously, walked unsteadily to her brother, hugged his calf, and kept staring at the watermelon.

Seeing his daughter's greedy look, Luo's father felt a little amused and helpless. He also carefully observed Song Chunlin's expression, and was relieved when he saw that there was no disgust or contempt on his face.

Just as he was about to go forward to pick up his daughter, Song Chunlin picked up the little girl first. His clothes were all rubbed with laundry detergent, which had a pleasant scent of gardenia. The little girl had a sensitive nose, and she didn't cry or make a fuss when she was held in such a fragrant embrace. She just tilted her head and observed the big brother in front of her.

"Are you hungry, little girl? Luo Chen, go cut the watermelon quickly. Once the watermelon is cut, it won't stay put. You have to eat it quickly."

Luo Chen nodded, put the melon on the stove, walked around for a while, and then found a broken kitchen knife. Song Chunlin couldn't bear to look at it, so he simply took out a folding fruit knife and handed it to him.

"Use this."

The fruit knife was sharper than a kitchen knife, and it cut the watermelon in just a few strokes. The watermelon was no longer cold at this time, but it still tasted good. The sweet juice slid into his throat, and Father Luo's eyes lit up. He had never eaten such a delicious watermelon.

The little girl also held a piece of watermelon and sat in Song Chunlin's arms, her face covered with watermelon juice.

"Little greedy cat, just like my sister."

"Does the young master have a younger sister?"

Song Chunlin was very proud when talking about this: "That's right, my sister is super cute and will be one year old during the Chinese New Year."

"Wow, she's so small." Luo Chen thought of his sister when she was one year old. Well, she was also very cute.

After teasing the human cub, Song Chunlin stood up and said goodbye.

After seeing the people off, the Luo family members sat together. Father Luo asked them in detail about the matter of recognizing their master. After listening to the brothers' description, Father Luo frowned.

"It seems that this young master didn't lie. He really didn't want you to sell yourself to him. When I saw him just now, he was a kind person. I feel relieved that you can follow such a master. You can't disrespect him just because you don't have the indenture. Do you hear me?"

"I heard you, little daddy."

After getting assurances from the two brothers, Luo's father finally felt relieved. He gave his sons a few more instructions, and then he felt a little tired.

Luo Chen noticed his discomfort immediately and quickly stood up to support him.

"Little Daddy, what's wrong with you? Is your old illness coming back again?"

Luo Yi also sat beside him and looked at him with some worry. Luo's father shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I've gotten much better in the past two days. I was just a little tired from cleaning the house during the day."

"Why are you still cleaning the house? We can leave these chores for us to do when we come back."

Luo's father smiled lightly and said, "Silly child, you work so hard outside during the day, and I lie at home doing nothing all day. I couldn't even cook a meal before. Now that I'm finally feeling better, it's no big deal to do some work."

At this point, Luo's father remembered that there was still rice in the pot, and hurriedly asked his two sons to serve it out.

It was called rice, but in fact it was just thin porridge, with the rice grains clearly visible. There was one purple rice ball left and four eggs left. The little girl had just eaten one and took a bite of a piece of watermelon, and now she couldn't eat anything else.

The two brothers also brought back two roujiamo. Today, roujiamo was more popular than cold noodles, so everyone took care of the two brothers and gave them the only two left. The others took some cold noodles home.

"Little Daddy, look, there's a lot of meat here."