Chapter 721 (1/2)

Tian Yuqiao's melon field is now green. Since she came back, Honghong has rained on her melon fields every night. For small-scale rainfall, only the mountainous area where melons are planted has such treatment.

The huge watermelons and fragrant melons in the field are full of vitality. Xiaoyu jumped into the melon field and picked two large cantaloupes of more than one kilogram.

After wiping it with a handkerchief, he handed it to Tian Yuqiao like a treasure and said, ”Miss, look how well our melons grow. If they were in the Imperial City, these two melons could sell for one or two silver.”

One by one, they sat on the ridge with a big cantaloupe and ate. The melon farmers nearby knew Tian Yuqiao and greeted her warmly.

These people are all from the mother's family of Zhuzhu's daughter-in-law. They are all women of great responsibility. Looking at Tian chrysanthemum's face, Tian Yuqiao promised to let these villagers make money from home.

In fact, the people here are very regional aware. Usually, a village has a good thing of making money. They will not give it to outsiders cheaply. They can all take the people in their own village first.

Tian Yuqiao still remembers the helplessness when his uncle wrote to him. Just because these villagers came to help, the Wang brothers really withstood a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, Tian Yuqiao was finally moved out, saying that it was because Zhu's daughter-in-law was kind to Wang's family, so it would be treated like this. Although people are not angry, they are helpless.

”Miss, this melon is so sweet.” Xiaoyu said happily.

”Well, you can eat more. After this time, we may go to the northwest. It's estimated that the cantaloupe can't be transported so far, eh ~” Tian Yuqiao sighed.

At night, Nanshan Temple is brightly lit. Fang Wenhao was the only one guarding the room temporarily used to store the coffin of the great prince.

He did it on purpose, because he was going to have a good chat with his big brother.

After closing the door, Fang Wenhao first offered three incense to the Tibetan king Bodhisattva in the hall. After worshipping, he sat in front of the coffin.

The coffin had been nailed to death. He couldn't see the dead body inside. But it still didn't prevent him from saying his heart to his big brother's body.

He turned his back to the door and burned some of the yellow paper money he had bought with Xiaoyu. Then he said, ”Hey, why bother? It's just a cold position. Why bother brothers to hurt each other?”

The room was silent, with only the occasional crackling of candles.

Fang Wenhao then said, ”Hey, we're really suffering. You're lying in a cold coffin, and my body ~ probably only has some white bones left now?”

While he threw paper money into the copper basin, he talked endlessly. He also took out a pot of wine from the basket, sprinkled a cup and drank another cup himself.

”Come on, brother, I'll have a few drinks with you. People die like a lamp goes out. Even if our previous grievances are written off. Don't blame my brother. After all, you killed me first.”

He was talking here when he suddenly felt a cool wind behind him. He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his vigilance has been very high. However, the other party can appear behind him unconsciously.

Without much thought, his secret must not be known, so Fang Wenhao directly took out his soft sword and threw it back.

”Amitabha, your mind is not very stable. If you continue to develop like this, you will easily take the edge of the sword.”

Fang Wenhao looked back warily and suddenly saw that the visitor was master huikong.

Quickly apologized and said, ”master, just now the boy is unreasonable. Please don't be surprised.”