Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 298 Return to the Capital

Although Fang Siyi said that he would let the children go with the flow, he was still secretly asking people. He was thinking that of his two brothers, he should at least keep one by his side. In that case, he might as well just find a man to marry into the family. He was the only brother in his Fang family, so it was just right for their two children to inherit the Fang family's incense.

Fang Chen and Fang Yi had no idea what their little daddy was planning. They just felt that he went out more often than before. However, they were both busy, so they didn't ask too much. Anyway, the little daddy didn't go out for too long every day, so they just thought that Fang Siyi was visiting.

In addition to supervising the work, Song Chunlin also took some time out to visit Wanshan to see the fruit trees he had planted.

Before they reached the foot of the hill, Song Chunlin and Dabao could see the lush greenery on the hill from afar.

"She looks pretty good." Dabao exclaimed.

Song Chunlin also looked satisfied: "It's really good. It can be seen that they have taken good care of it."

"Master, are you really not going to expand it a little this time?"

Song Chunlin shook his head: "I don't have that idea. It was originally intended to benefit the people here, but now, forget it. I don't think the person in charge is very interested in this kind of achievement that comes to him."

As soon as Dabao heard it, he knew who he was talking about. Wasn't it the general who was parachuted from Wanshan, and the troublemaker who squeezed Cheng Qiao away?

"If such a large area of fruit trees can really become a success, it will be a great bargain for him."

Song Chunlin smiled without comment. He had originally planned to give it to Cheng Qiao as a favor, but he didn't expect that a paratrooper would suddenly come from the capital, disrupting his plans. Now he wanted to dig them up and plant them in Bai Ta City. If all else fails, he could plant them directly in Yuexi. The general defending Yuexi was not a paratrooper, but a person promoted by Dou Duhu. His character must be much better than Wanshan's.

The villagers saw Song Chunlin and Dabao from afar and thought at first that they were here to buy fruit. But when they got closer, they realized, hey, wasn't this Young Master Song? Everyone became excited and those who knew them came out, saying they wanted to see the country's sharpshooter.

Song Chunlin was stunned by the enthusiasm of the villagers, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. Dabao beside him was also lifted up by a burly man and let him sit on his shoulders.

It was the first time for Dabao to walk from this perspective, and he was very excited for a moment.

"Wow, that's so high!"

Song Chunlin wanted to roll his eyes at him, but he held back. This brat used his spiritual power to fly around when he was in space, and now he actually said that riding on someone else's shoulders was higher? Was it as high as he usually flew in space?

The village chief smiled and welcomed the people into the small house at the foot of the hill. This house was built for their convenience of rest. Although the house was simple, it had everything it needed.

Song Chunlin said that he just came to take a look, sit for a while and then go back. The village chief was quite regretful when he learned that they would not stay overnight.

"Ah, why are you in such a hurry? Young Master, are you really not going to stay here for one more day?"

Song Chunlin smiled and said, "My family members are urging me to go back to the capital as soon as possible. They are afraid that if I stay here for another year or two, they will come and take me back personally."

The village chief nodded in understanding: "Since it is the will of the elders in the family, then I can't keep you here any longer. It's getting late, so why don't you have a quick meal before leaving?"

It was hard to refuse the other party's kindness, so Song Chunlin thought about it and agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, the village chief immediately asked the villagers to go back and prepare meals. Song Chunlin repeatedly told them not to make it too complicated, as they were in a hurry and a few pancakes would be enough.

When the villagers heard this, they thought this would not work, so they simply slaughtered their own chickens and quickly cooked a pot of chicken soup and brought it over.

The free-range chickens from farmers' farms taste delicious. Song Chunlin and Dabao ate two large bowls of chicken soup. Their stomachs were so full that they burped while touching their stomachs.

After eating and drinking, the two immediately set out to return to the White Pagoda. When leaving, Song Chunlin did not forget to command the mutated vines to replenish the spiritual spring water for the fruit trees. With this supply, these fruit trees will be able to have a good harvest within the next two years.

After finishing Wanshan's matter, the cellar of the vineyard was almost dug. The next step was to reinforce it. The house on the ground was easier to build than the cellar, so Song Chunlin asked the Fang brothers to be supervisors. As for the people on Cheng Qiao's side, Song Chunlin left it to Fang Chen and others to arrange.

"In addition to the work in the vineyard, there are also crops in my fields. This time I asked the Ministry of Agriculture for another ten acres of land. I will plant cotton on all of it. When the harvest comes, you can arrange for them to pick the crops. As for those who can't do heavy work, you can let them stay at home and look after the vineyards."

As the departure was imminent, Fang Chen and Fang Yi could not help but feel sad as they looked at Song Chunlin's earnest instructions.

"Master is going back so soon. It's only been a few days."

"Yes, it's too fast. Master, are you really not going to stay a few more days?"

Song Chunlin spread his hands and said, "I would like to stay longer, but my family won't allow me to. Last time, I decided to stay without asking for permission, and my father almost broke my legs when I went back. If it happens again, he will come and take me back himself."

The other party has already said so, and it would be impolite to force him to stay. Although he felt uncomfortable, Fang Siyi was an adult after all. As the day of departure was just two days away, he got up early and went to bed late every day, staying at home to prepare dry food for Song Chunlin and Dabao.

Song Chunlin actually wanted to say that there was a lot of food in his space, but these were all the other party's kindness after all. He just asked him to make less, but Fang Siyi shook his head.

"You are a poor family but a rich traveler. You should bring some food with you. What if you don't encounter any towns along the way? Take them with you. These things can be kept for a long time. If you can't finish them, you can bring them to the master and the mistress to taste together."

Okay, since that's what people said, Song Chunlin could only accept it. At worst, he could just put all these things into the space as soon as he left Bai Ta City.

Everything was ready. Fang Chen even rented a carriage for Song Chunlin. Fang Siyi seemed to want to empty the warehouse. Several baskets of raisins and cotton filled the carriage so full that it was hard for him to squeeze out space to put in another basket of dry food.

Song Chunlin and Dabao were amazed at the sight. Fang Chen and Fang Yi were even more busy helping their little father carry the things. If they hadn't been unable to put down the things, Fang Siyi would have wanted to pick a few bunches of early-ripening grapes for them.

Seeing that the carriage was almost full and had no room for anyone, Fang Siyi stopped and put her hands on her hips and blamed her two sons for renting too small a carriage.

The two brothers didn't dare to say a word and silently harnessed the carriage. It was only morning now, and if they walked quickly, they could reach the next town before dark.

Song Chunlin first carried Dabao onto the carriage, and then he jumped on himself. He raised his hand to call Fang Chen and told him to be more careful when cleaning the house. Fang Chen immediately understood.

Song Chunlin waved to everyone while sitting in the carriage. The carriage slowly drove away from the vineyard and headed towards the capital city in the rising sun.

Everyone stood at the gate of the vineyard and watched the two men's carriage go away. Only when the carriage was only a small black dot remained did they slowly walk back to the yard.

Fang Chen took his brother to clean up Song Chunlin and their room. With Song Chunlin's instructions, he easily found several small boxes left by Song Chunlin in the quilt. One of the boxes contained ginseng and purple fungus. They were not as old as the ones given to Princess Baohua, but they were also about three hundred years old. They were kept for them in case of emergency.

There was also a larger box containing spiritual spring water in a porcelain bottle. The amount was not much, so Song Chunlin asked them to drop a drop of water into the tea every day, and then the family shared it. The spiritual spring water could last the family for a year.

In the smallest box was a stack of silver notes, one note for one hundred taels, a total of thirty notes. Song Chunlin had already taken out the money from the winery and the cellar and gave it to Fang Siyi to keep. These were the money for hiring workers later, and the rest were for their family's daily expenses.

The two brothers put away the boxes, cleaned the house, and then returned to their own room with the things.

Looking at the things Song Chunlin left for them, Fang Siyi couldn't help but tear up.

"Your master is so kind to our family. These ginseng and purple fungus are valuable things that cannot be bought with money. Why doesn't he keep them for himself?"

Fang Chen comforted him, "Little Daddy, the master is not the kind of person who would put himself in a difficult position. He must have guessed that you would not accept it, so he left it in the house for us to find. Please don't let him down. These things may not mean anything to you, young master."

Fang Siyi thought for a moment, "That's true. Your master is a capable man. He can move freely among the barbarians. It should be easy for him to find these natural treasures. But, Chen'er, no matter how powerful your master is, we can only take what he gives us. If he doesn't give it to us, we can't ask. This is the duty of a servant. Your master is kind and didn't ask you to sign a contract to sell your body, but this doesn't mean that everything he gives us is a matter of course. Do you understand?"

Fang Chen and Fang Yi looked stern and said in unison: "Understood."

"Don't worry, little daddy. I will definitely help the master manage the vineyard well."

"And me, the master also left behind a winery. He wrote down the drawings of the winery and the things that should be paid attention to in detail. I will definitely help the master manage the winery."

Fang Siyi looked at his two sons and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, it's getting late, you should put your things away and go to work. I also need to go outside to prepare, otherwise it will be too late for lunch."

The Fang family was busy preparing lunch here. Seeing that they were already far away from the vineyard, Song Chunlin immediately put all the things in the carriage into the space. As the carriage was emptied and the weight in the carriage disappeared, the horse's pace became lighter and the speed increased immediately.

Song Chunlin looked at Dabao who was sitting in the front of the carriage eating a bun. After thinking for a while, he asked Dabao to go back to the space to eat.

"You go into the space first. I'll put the carriage away. It will be faster if we ride a horse and get to the next town earlier. I'll return the carriage. This carriage is making me dizzy."

Dabao knew that Song Chunlin would get carriage sick. If he hadn't drunk some spiritual spring water, he would have vomited by now. So Dabao obediently entered the space. As soon as he entered, Song Chunlin immediately stopped the horse, unloaded the carriage and put it into the space, and then he rode the horse and galloped all the way.

Riding a horse is much faster than taking a carriage. Not long after noon, Song Chunlin arrived at the next town. It was a typical border town with a small area, few people, and a large floating population.

Song Chunlin got the carriage out not far from the town, and after loading it, he slowly drove the carriage into the town. He first drove the carriage to the carriage shop and returned the carriage. Then he felt relaxed and found a roadside stall, planning to have a late lunch.

After a simple lunch, Song Chunlin slowly walked out of the town.

As soon as he left the town, Song Chunlin's pace quickened. When he reached a sparsely populated area, he couldn't wait to take out his motorcycle and raced across the endless Gobi Desert. He covered the distance that used to take three days in just one day.

As the sun sets in the evening, Song Chunlin relies on his mental strength to "drive blindly" across the Gobi Desert.

Dabao was wondering in the space what the master was doing. Was he planning to travel all night?

Dabao's guess was correct. Song Chunlin just wanted to travel all night. Anyway, the road here was very easy to travel on. Halfway through the journey, the mountain bike ran out of gas, so Song Chunlin refueled and continued on his way.

They drove until dawn, and Song Chunlin had already gone almost half the distance. Dabao was shocked when he came out.

"Damn it, Master, are you crazy? Is it necessary to rush back in such a hurry?"

Song Chunlin gulped down half a bottle of water. After finishing it, he looked at Dabao meaningfully and said to him, "It feels like a long time since we last met. You are still young and don't understand."

Dabao was confused, and Song Chunlin did not explain to him. Instead, he sat on a big rock, took out a pancake and a new bottle of mineral water from the space, took a bite of the pancake and a sip of water to replenish his strength.

After traveling all night, Song Chunlin felt a little sleepy after eating a pancake. He told Dabao to be careful, then he sat on the ground, leaned against a big rock and closed his eyes to rest.

Dabao was a little bored and walked around a few times, but he still remembered Song Chunlin's instructions and didn't dare to run too far. He just walked around and came back with a few mushrooms in his arms. They were all colorful and each one looked different. Song Chunlin was awakened by his voice and when he opened his eyes, he saw the colorful mushrooms all over the ground and Dabao squatting on the ground playing with mushrooms.

"..." I felt so tired. Fortunately, this kid still remembered that these mushrooms cannot be eaten, otherwise what he would see when he opened his eyes would probably be the other person's corpse.