Hearing the sound, Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu were both shocked, and loosened their hands and flew back.

However, after seeing the person clearly, Aunt Yu left her body, Lin Jingzhi was secretly annoyed, "Shimo, why are you wandering around if you don't follow the big manager to help?"

Seeing that the master looked bad, Shi Mo complained secretly, he was not blind. He just saw his master holding hands with Aunt Yu, talking about love. But, he didn't mean to come over and disturb his master's good things.

With a bitter face, Shi Mo raised his right hand and pointed it behind him, and replied: "Second Master, I dare not take a break from my busy schedule. Just now, the big manager asked the slave to direct the refugees to carry wood. Look, this is the first batch.

The wood shipped back."

Looking in the direction of Shimo's finger, Lin Jingzhi realized that he was only concerned with feeling the softness of Aunt Yu's hand, and did not pay attention to the front. He happened to meet Shimo, and this nearby was just this official road, so

Shimo will come forward to pay tribute.

However, although he knew that he could not blame Shi Mo, he still glared at him in anger. Is Aunt Yu's little hand so easy to pull?

It may take until next time, how long will it take.

Shi Mo looked bitter and laughed aggrievedly, dodged two steps to give Lin Jingzhi a way out.

Lin Jingzhi also knew that in this era, it was insulting for men and women to hold hands outside their homes to go shopping, so it was difficult to blame Shi Mo openly, raise his legs, and walk towards the refugees.

Although Aunt Yu is a woman in the green forest and is very generous, she is extremely shy about love affairs between men and women. She dared not look at Shi Mo and hurriedly followed.

There were forty or fifty people standing about ten feet behind Shimo. It was thought that Shimo saw that Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu were too brave. In order to avoid embarrassment between them, he asked them to stop there, but he was

When they came over to pay their respects, more than a dozen of these people were holding trolleys in their hands. The carriage was filled with leaves and leaves, and the bark was peeled off.

These woods are one foot thick in diameter and can be used as beams. The thin ones are three inches, and can be used as purlins.

The refugees basically knew Lin Jingzhi. When they saw him coming, they all looked restrained, lowered their heads, and stood there honestly without daring to move.

"Shimo, are the trees harvesting over there smoothly?" Lin Jingzhi looked at the wood in the carriage and saw that it was straight and bright. He touched it casually. Because the bark had just been peeled off, his fingertips came from his fingertips.

A hint of coldness.

Knowing that the master was feeling uncomfortable, Shi Mo did not dare to neglect, so he quickly stepped forward and bent over and replied, "It's smooth, it's very smooth. I heard from the refugees who picked wood that the trees here in Luocheng are not tall, and they are towering than the towering sky in the north.

The big tree is much easier to cut down.”

"Oh, then do you think how many trees can be harvested in a day?" Lin Jingzhi asked deliberately and harshly.

There were nearly a thousand refugees who were collecting and transporting wood, and there were also distances and nearer places for logging. Shi Mo had never done this job before, so he could estimate it. After thinking hard for a long time, he stammered and replied:

"This is not clear to this slave."

"Bang!"

As soon as Shi Mo finished speaking, a huge pain came from his head. His eyes were red in pain, and he almost fell from tears.

Immediately afterwards, reprimanding words followed one after another, "I am so adult, I can't even handle this little thing, so I really deserve to fight!"

After saying that, he withdrew his right hand, and Lin Jingzhi, who was angry, lifted up the hem of his clothes, and continued to walk forward with a swaying sway. Aunt Yu lowered her head and walked behind his left side, biting her lips tightly, but she didn't laugh.

After making a sound, Shimo Ze covered his head and rubbed it for a long time before he took back the tears and muttered softly, "Hmph, I obviously think I have ruined your good deeds, but I just found a high-sounding reason to beat me and take my private revenge.

.”

He glanced at the master's back in dissatisfaction, and Shimo shouted, asking the refugees to pull the vehicles and continue to transport the wood.

After walking forward dozens of steps, Lin Jingzhi deliberately slowed down and wanted to wait for Aunt Yu to come forward and take advantage of the iron while it was hot. However, Aunt Yu was not fooled and kept a certain distance from him.

Also full of vigilance.

Lin Jingzhi felt depressed when he saw this. At this moment, a sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the front, and then five or six men riding horses were printed into his eyelids.

He knew that man first, and he felt that he was good-famous and worthy of making friends with Jia Lin.

Today, Jia Lin wore a light green brocade robe and stepped on a tall maroon horse. Although he could not look as strong as Aunt Yu's black horse from a distance, he could be considered a good horse. As he walked, he looked like a cheek.

The silk hanging from both sides flutters in the wind, giving a bit of the temperament of a good young man.

Behind him were five strong servants, all holding a whistle stick about one and a half inches thick and two meters long.

In this era, weapons control was still quite strict. Only soldiers, tolerances in the yamen, and servants in the official house could equip weapons. Rich businessmen like the Jia family, even if they had relatives in the court, they would be the ones who were in charge.

The servants can only use wooden sticks to defend themselves.

The Lin family was given the title of Old Lady Lin, so they could equip their own guards with steel knives.

"Jingzhi, haha, I'm here to see you for my brother." Along the way, Jia Lin rode on the horse and waved his right hand, laughing and greeting him.

Lin Jingzhi also waved his hand and waited for Jia Lin to come nearby before replying: "Brother Jia, why are you here?"

Pull the reins hard, and wait until the horse is stopped, Jia Lin turned over and jumped down. Although Jia Lin is obsessed with wine and sex on weekdays, his ability to control horses is still good. "It's not because of you, respect you, you

It’s really amazing. I can actually think of using refugees to open up land for my own home. I admire you, my brother!”

"Go to you, how capable I am? Don't you understand? What's there to admire?" Lin Jingzhi stretched out his fist and gently punched Jia Lin's chest.

"It was hard to say before, but now I really can't see through you, brother!" Jia Lin put away his smile, looked Lin Jingzhi back and forth several times, and finally stretched out a thumb and praised:

"Brother, this is not a joke. I really admire you. You can do big projects like digging wastelands and digging canals. Now, Luocheng is almost in trouble because of this news."

"Not!" Lin Jingzhi smiled modestly.

"As for, of course, as for, let me tell you, even my father made an exception today to praise you. I didn't hear that I wanted to see you, but I agreed without saying a word." Jia Lin was not afraid that Lin Jingzhi was too concerned.

, to be honest, and he also knew that Lin Jingzhi had long seen that his father didn't want him to make friends with Lin Jingzhi.

"Oh? I really didn't expect to get the praise of Uncle Jia." Lin Jingzhi was quite surprised. However, after a little thought, he guessed that the reason why Jia Nanshan agreed to Jia Lin come to find him should be the same as Jia Lin last time

It has a lot to do when I visited Lin Mansion but invited Zheng Jianqiu to the Jia Mansion as a guest.
Chapter completed!