Chapter 559

"Girl, take a step?"

Song QingHan is staring at Song Xijiao as she leaves with Meng Xinghe. Suddenly, a strange man's voice rings out beside her. She turned around and saw a man with a moustache standing beside her.

The man was about thirty years old, but he bent his waist. His eyes were so small that he could hardly see them, but the light in those eyes could not be concealed.

Song QingHan doesn't know why. She doesn't know this man, but when she sees him, she still has an unhappy look: "I don't seem to know you?"

"Ha ha."

The man didn't say anything. He just untied the money bag from his waist and put it in front of her eyes.

Song QingHan then drooped her eyes and laughed, reaching out to the man: "where to go?"

The man did not go to hold her hand, just a trace of disdain in his shining eyes, and his voice also took a trace of coldness: "follow me."

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"Master!"

Song Xijiao was in a bad mood. She followed Meng Xinghe all the way to his residence. She thought he had gone out hunting again and brought back some rabbits and pheasants.

Who knows a door, unexpectedly saw a familiar figure, is sitting in front of the table.

She opened her eyes in disbelief. She rushed forward with surprise and joy. She grabbed Mr. Xiong's hand. Then she turned around and looked at Ling Ziqing with bright eyes. Her face was incredible.

"Elder martial brother! Why are you here? "

Mr. Xiong took her to look at it. He felt that her cheek was plump, and she didn't look like she had suffered from the wind and the sun. So he set his heart on her and pointed to her to clear the way to Lingzi.

"What did I say? The girl can't afford to lose anywhere, can she? What's the habit of living in Xianming? "

Song Xijiao excitedly said: "habits, except the weather is a little cold, nothing is not used to. Master, why did you come here without saying a word? And you, Meng Xinghe, you didn't even reveal a word all the way. Really Elder martial brother, how did you come here, chestnut? "

In a word, but let the warm atmosphere in the room instantly fell to the freezing point.

Ling Ziqing still kept smiling and explained in a low voice: "chestnut is very good, but I didn't come with me. Later, I will explain to you alone."

"Good!"

Hearing that chestnuts are very good, song Xijiao was relieved.

Ling Ziqing is not a liar or an excuse. If he says that he is good, he is very good. As for why we can't say now, maybe there is some special reason?

Song Xijiao had great trust in Ling Ziqing, so she immediately regained her former happy look. She put her arms around Mr. Xiong, as if she were coqueting her father: "master, I really miss you!"

Mr. Xiong didn't get married in his whole life. When he got old, he was naturally happy to have such a little apprentice. He took song Xijiao as half a daughter and said with a smile: "forget it, I don't know you. I know you're busy every day. How can I have time to miss master.

It's said that what kind of windmill are you making now? Tell the master quickly. What is this? "

"Master, you are so well informed!"

Song Xijiao is smiling. She is not happy with song QingHan before a sweep. She holds Mr. Xiong to sit down at the table. She pours tea for him and explains at the same time.

"This windmill can also be called a water wheel. It can be used for both geomantic and geomantic purposes. This is an irrigation system. With this device, the water from the river can be easily led to the fields without the need for the tenants to pick them in buckets. The water truck I built is enough to cover the 700 Mu field of xianmingguan

Although Meng Xinghe had known that song Xijiao was making this water wheel, it was the first time that Meng Xinghe listened to her explanation.

A water wheel can irrigate seven or eight hundred mu of land. Isn't that to say that the fields around xianmingguan don't have to worry about water any more?

It is not a trivial matter that such a thing is beneficial to the country and the people.

Even if it is written in the memorial and presented to the emperor, it can be praised.

When Meng Xinghe thought of this place, he kept it in his mind. When the water wheel was completed and irrigation began, he must write a memorial to ask the emperor for a reward, so as to carry song Xijiao's identity.

When the marriage comes down, the Mencius will not object too much.

"Elder martial brother, how thin you are."

Song Xijiao and Xiong old Mr. intimate enough, began to care about Ling Ziqing.

Each of these old friends from Jinzhou City made her feel kind and happy, especially Ling Ziqing, who helped her so much. With him, she felt that she had a backer. When she went out in the future, she would not be afraid of being bullied or in trouble.

Because Ling Ziqing's ideas are no less than her.

Moreover, with him in, you can also consider launching the bamboo paper farm project in xianmingguan!

"I'll make a tonic for you later. You can take it for a month to nourish your body. Your body can't be tired, or you'll have your old problems again. By the way, Qingfeng didn't come with you? "Ling Ziqing said with a smile: "Qingfeng is going out to sweep my residence. You can see him later."

"Did you bring a boy with you when you went out this time?"

Ling Zi checked the head and said, "he is the only one. You can find the lady here now. You don't have to ask them to follow me to work hard and come here so far."

"You know it's hard work and coming back."

Song Xijiao said a word with heartache in her heart. After that, she regretted that she had a quick mouth.

Because Ling Ziqing is so tired, or not for her!

The sincerity of this feeling was the last thing she wanted to let down.

Ling Ziqing looked at Song Xijiao, obviously regretting her blurt out. She couldn't help but smile and help her shift the topic: "come to see you, and see the scenery of the desert by the way."

"What's so beautiful about the desert? It's all sand, it's all wind..."

Song Xijiao took a word and said it, embarrassed again. Yes, what's so beautiful about the desert? With Ling Ziqing's romantic personality, he certainly won't like this kind of place.

Why are you here? It's self-evident.

Ling Ziqing saw that she always led himself to a dead end, but with a smile, he had to move his eyes. He was afraid that if he took another look, he could not help but want to hold her.

Along the way, he didn't know how much he missed and how much he worried.

Miss her, want to eat, worry about her, worry about her, can't sleep.

This embarrassment was seen in the eyes of Mr. Xiong. I don't know how many times he has ridiculed him openly and secretly.

It is said that he was the closest to song Xijiao, but as time went by, he became more and more far away from her.

Fortunately, this time he took the courage to come to her side.

From then on, no matter what choice she made, no matter where she went, he would follow her side and never leave.

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