Chapter 344 Bad News

Xie Mingan thought he had misheard.

He frowned coldly: "Father, why can't we continue to investigate? 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 sharp eyes like frost.

His eyes were cold: "Now I am in a high position, and everyone I say and do is secretly watching."

"As my son, you'd better be careful in what you say and do. Ningning's affairs are not allowed to be investigated. I will not harm you, let alone her."

Xie Mingan frowned: "But this is her wish."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but I saw a trace of sadness in Xie Suzhi's eyes, which flashed away.

Xie Suzhi pressed his eyebrows: "Don't talk nonsense, call your people back and put an end to this matter."

Xie Mingan's eyes flickered, reflecting the shaking candlelight, which seemed even more scorching.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xie Suzhi asked coldly: "What? You don't even listen to me?"

Xie Mingan pursed his lips: "Son dare not, just listen to father."

After that, he said goodbye and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, the severity between Xie Suzhi's eyebrows was relieved a lot.

"Rebellious son." 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 investigate?"

After wasting so much effort and a month, there is finally some clues. Is it really going to end?

After Xie Mingan sat back at the table, his eyes were cold and paranoid.

"Investigate, not only investigate, I will investigate him thoroughly."

As a son, he knew Xie Suzhi too well.

I'm afraid there is really something fishy about this matter, otherwise, why did his father react so strongly?

But if he contradicted in class, it would inevitably arouse Xie Suzhi's vigilance.

So, he had to investigate secretly.

Xie Mingan waved his hand, signaling two confidants to come closer.

He whispered a few words to the left and right, then waved his hand and watched them go out to do it.

…

The planting task entrusted by Shen Ningning to Dong Sanhua has begun to show results.

In the past month, Dong Sanhua ate and slept with those sweet potato vines.

She always controlled the temperature of the firewood, not letting the house be too cold, but not too hot.

Finally, the sweet potato vines quickly bore fruit, and thirteen thick, long and plump red sweet potatoes were harvested!

Dong Sanhua presented them to Shen Ningning like a treasure.

The little guy was overjoyed: "Great, it's really great!"

As a result, Shen Ningning took the initiative to take Dong Sanhua to find the old village chief.

The little guy wanted to rent the other two uninhabited village houses at the west end of the village.

All of them were given to Dong Sanhua to plant sweet potatoes.

As long as she succeeded again, it would mean that her method was feasible.

The old village chief listened to Shen Ningning's request, but chewed tea stalks and remained silent for a while.

The little guy blinked his big eyes: "Grandpa Village Chief, do you have any requests? You might as well say it."

The old village chief came back to his senses and smiled: "Ningning, I don't have anything."

"I just happened to be thinking that my son, your uncle Deng, has nothing to do at home all day."

"If you are willing, can you let him learn to grow sweet potatoes with Sanhua?"

Uncle Deng on the side was wiping cups and pouring water for Dong Sanhua to drink.

Hearing this, he was a little surprised: "Dad, I can grow it."

"Shut up!" The old village chief roared, as if he was disgusted with him.

Shen Ningning and Dong Sanhua were both stunned.

The old village chief hurriedly smiled and said to the little guy: "I just want him to learn well, so that such a big man will not be annoying at home all day."

Shen Ningning smiled brightly, her white and tender little teeth were very cute, and her eyes were watery.

"No problem, Aunt Sanhua, what do you think?"

As they spent some time together, Shen Ningning had already acknowledged that Dong Sanhua was a relative of Grandma Qin.

In daily interactions, she was willing to call her aunt.

Dong Sanhua's eyes also brightened with confidence.

Hearing this, she nodded happily: "Okay, Brother Deng is hardworking and quick at work. With his help, we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

The old village chief finally laughed happily.

He even gave the keys to the two old village houses to Dong Sanhua.

He was still unwilling to charge Shen Ningning any rent.

"Growing sweet potatoes can fill our stomachs, which is a good thing for us. How can we ask for money? Ningning, don't be so formal with me." The old village chief smiled.

Dong Sanhua smiled and said, "Then I'll go over and clean up first."

Shen Ningning also said goodbye and went with her.

After the two of them left, the old village chief closed the door and kicked Uncle Deng in the ass.

"Idiot!" The old village chief's gray beard was curled up in anger.

"Dad, what's wrong with me? Why do you always dislike me recently?" Uncle Deng felt innocent.

The old village chief stared: "Without me, you can't even find a wife!"

"I've fought for the opportunity for you. If you don't seize it, get out of here."

Uncle Deng was shocked: "Find a wife? Dad, do you mean... Sanhua?"

His dark face turned red: "How can I be so embarrassed."

The old village chief looked at his secret joy and felt ashamed: "You useless thing."

His tone calmed down a little: "Wang Qiaoer has left with Fugui, and she probably won't come back."

"In this cold weather, he might have frozen to death somewhere."

When talking about his son, Uncle Deng's expression was gloomy.

The old village chief continued to say calmly: "You, just let go of your thoughts and find another wife to continue the incense for our old Deng family."

"I think Dong Sanhua is really good. She is also a relative of Grandma Qin. If we marry her, we will not suffer any loss, let alone take advantage of her."

After the old village chief finished speaking, he went to lie on the kang and closed his eyes to rest.

Uncle Deng sat there and scratched his head thoughtfully.

For the next whole month.

Shen Ningning cut the spiritual herbs in the fairyland one after another, starting with 300 roots each time, directly supporting the border.

The Changliu Kingdom began to retreat step by step. Xie Mingxu liked to play a safe battle and forced the enemy back to 50 miles away from the Black River.

Good news frequently came to the capital, and Zhang Liuye, a businessman in Nanzhou, also kept sending letters to Shen Ningning with good news.

The sweet potato vines he raised have been effective and the first wave of fruits are being harvested!

Although the fruits are small and short due to the cold weather, it does not affect the taste and quantity.

In the letter, Master Zhang Liu promised Shen Ningning that if he was given another month, he would definitely make the miracle of the sweet potato vine appear!

The golden beads in Shen Ningning's fairyland also grew very fast.

Perhaps because she ate the jade she liked, the mature golden beads automatically fell off, and new ones would grow immediately.

The little guy was very happy to collect them, and he felt happy when he thought of the sunshine that would soon be brought.

When Mo Lingwei had no government affairs, he took the initiative to come to Xiangyun Village to find Shen Ningning.

The little guy took him to inspect his sweet potato vine territory.

With the joint efforts of her and Dong Sanhua, they now have more than 20 mature sweet potato vines.

Dong Sanhua also found the trick of planting, and found that as long as a warm environment is maintained, 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 imitated and promoted in Cangyun.

The emperor praised: "This is really good news. However, Ningning earlier guaranteed that the merchant named Zhang would return to Nanzhou and bring back a hundred kinds of sweet potato vines. I am still waiting for their good news."

"No matter how well the sweet potato vines in Xiangyun Village grow, the number is too small. It's just a play."

However, a month later, bad news came from Nanzhou.