Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

“And you’ve gotten weaker.”

“Ah.” Fang Yiming sighed. “It’s hard being an official. I wanted to be an official in the past, but now that I’m here, I don’t like how hard it is. I just try to do my best and do something for the people. All right, I need to go back-”

Suddenly, he saw a tall, strong, and determined-looking man who looked like a general walking towards them with a small wooden box in one hand and a wicker basket in the other. Yiming immediately became silent as if someone had strangled his throat.

Could this be the great general of the South, Shao Shuting?

He clearly hadn’t even entered the village yet he still ran into the general. How unlucky did he have to be?

Fang Yiming’s scalp tightened.

Xue Yan saw Fang Yiming suddenly go silent and look behind him. He looked back subconsciously and saw Sanfu walking over with something in his hand.

He looked at Fang Yiming and thought he had misunderstood. “That’s General Shao. He’s my brother.”

After explaining, Xue Yan walked over to Xue Sanfu.

Fang Yiming let out a long breath. Fortunately, he was not the southern general. He mistook the domineering aura Sanfu had as the general.

Xue Yan knew that the things in his brother’s hands were for Fang Yiming. The basket was full of watermelons, rice noodles, tomatoes, and strawberries. It was too heavy for him to carry, so he didn’t help. Instead, he took the small wooden box from his brother’s other hand and let him carry it.

He didn’t need to open it to know that it was a popsicle.

Xue Yan and Sanfu walked to Fang Yiming and said that it was for him. Fang Yiming quickly shook his hands and said, “I’ll definitely pay you a visit in the future.’

“Please don’t tell your family that I’m the County Magistrate, or I won’t be able to come here anymore,” he whispered to Xue Yan.

“I won’t say a word.”

“That’s good.” Fang Yiming laughed, then politely bowed to the two of them. “I still have matters to attend to today. I’m actually in a hurry to return, so I’ll have to take my leave first.”

Xue Yan waved to his friend.

Xue Sanfu didn’t say a word. He was still stoic as he quietly placed the things in Fang Yiming’s carriage so that even if the road was bumpy, the things wouldn’t be damaged.

The bricks and tiles were all delivered, and they could move the soil to build the house. The next day, the hired workers had breakfast early in the morning and waited in the open space as they studied the foundation.

There was a custom in building houses here. When moving the soil to build a house, the head of the house had to be the first to dig the plot of land.

Xue Dafu took the time to come. Liu Guixia, Xue Yifu, and the others naturally took the time to come and watch such a joyous event. Xue Dafu picked up the shovel and moved it first, indicating that the others could start. Xue Dafu and the others then went back to make ice after that.

Xue Erfu came over to take a look from time to time.

At the same time, he also asked Li Qingshu and Lu Zhuangniu to help him keep an eye on the situation and make sure everything was going at a steady pace.

When Chief Lu had nothing to do, he would come over to help keep an eye on things. It was because he had hired so many people with different personalities that they were prone to cause trouble.

Moreover, after building the house for them, if they needed to hire people in the future to build more houses, they would hire these people.

If he didn’t build a good house for them, they might not hire people from the surrounding villages in the future..