When he returned to the cave, Ding fell asleep.

Before the locust plague broke out, he had already been stationed in the orange orchard, and had not closed his eyes for several days or nights.

After all, I am still a teenager and my body has not yet matured. In order to ensure that my vitality is not damaged, I still need to maintain the routine of day and night rest.

Ding just passed noon when he returned home and slept until the next morning before he woke up.

After washing up, he was about to climb the mountain and have morning class, but he saw Fang Liangu coming to worship.

He couldn't help but wonder, after finding him so early, did something major accident happen in the village?

After I welcomed the person into the door and asked about my intention, Ding Xing realized that he was worried too much.

Fang Liangu is for a private matter.

Because Widow Liu died of untimely death, her family's garden was taken back by the village, and Fang Liangu became a servant without an employer.

In order to continue living in Jinlu Winery, Fang Liangu needs to find a new applicant as soon as possible, and she likes Ding Xing.

Yesterday in the conference hall, Fang Liangu was the last one to leave. She first reported this thought to Ding Xing’s uncle Wu Shiqing. Only after obtaining Wu Shiqing’s consent did she dare to come to Ding Xing.

Meng Changjun and Yu Tai sneaked into the winery and worked with Ding Xing all day long, but they didn't dare to be unfavorable to Ding Xing on the farm. It was because they knew that Wu Shiqing was always paying attention to Ding Xing.

Fang Liangu also knew that Wu Shiqing was Ding Xing’s only elder. If you say hello to the elder in advance, there will be no trouble in the future.

Ding Xing has always wanted to recruit servants, and Fang Liangu is willing to take care of the orange orchard for him, which is just his wish.

But he has gradually become an adult and needs to pay attention to the reputation of the women, especially those related to the female reputation. He needs to be more cautious.

Although female cultivators in the immortal world are often not so conservative about reputation, Ding Xing must not ignore this aspect.

At this point, he asked Fang Liangu outright.

"I am a man, you are a woman, and you are all alone. If you apply to my house, you will attract gossip from outsiders.

I personally don’t care about outsiders’ opinions, but if you can’t stand it and you’ll run away after being a Tianmai for three or five months, then it’s better not to do it!”

Ding Xing's ideal servant is a person like Yu Tai. He has rich experience in managing gardens and will not cause any other trouble to Ding Xing.

Who knew that Yu Tai was a robber.

After hearing Ding Xing's words, Fang Liangu laughed and joked first: "I applied to your orange orchard, not your cave. What gossip can I have? Mr. Ding, you are thinking too much."

Ding Xing is a little embarrassed. Am I really thinking too much?

There are many troubles in front of the door of an lonely woman. No matter where Fang Liangu is recruiting, as long as she spends time with an lonely man, it will cause bad associations among the villagers.

Ding Xing felt that his consideration was not wrong: "Anyway, I am taking care of your reputation. If you are not worried, then I don't care!"

Seeing that he was not a frivolous person, Fang Liangu said seriously: "I will give up drinking Zi Luochun, who is still alive, and cast spells to make my hair white and my skin wrinkled. In this way, I am about the same age as Mr. Ding's grandmother, and rumors will not spread again at that time."

Ding Xing agreed with this method of making up for it.

After the two agreed on this matter, Ding Xing inquired about the content of yesterday's Dazhuang meeting: "Many of the robbers who sneaked into the house this time disguised as servants. Yesterday, the big merchant meeting was held. Did the new owner put any restrictions on your servants?"

Fang Liangu said: "There are restrictions, but not for servants, but for all monks in the winery! Those robbers who can sneak into the winery generally intercept and kill the merchants outside. After replacing the identity of the merchants, they sneak in without knowing it. The servants have always been low-key, but the few replaced them!"

Just like Ding Xing was targeted by a young man in Mai, it was precisely because Ding Xing was not rigorous enough at the time and his whereabouts were exposed.

Fang Liangu paused for a moment, and her tone turned helpless: "This time there was such a big accident, and restrictions were inevitable! From now on, no one can leave the house at will. The new owner of the house ordered the construction of the Soul Hall of Life. People from the village need to make soul cards. After they come back, they strictly checked the soul cards to prevent this person from being occupied by the magpie's nest. This rule will probably continue to be implemented!"

Checking the soul cards requires a large amount of spirit stones. In the past, the winery did not build a soul hall because it did not want to waste it for no reason.

But it won’t work now. Although this expense is huge, it cannot be saved. Otherwise, Wujiaoshan will be emptied by poison repairs in the future.

After hearing the news, Ding Xing said, "Well, this method is good, the village should have done this long ago."

This kind of soul card only detects the souls of a monk and cannot check his cultivation level.

So it doesn't affect Ding Xing.

He is still free to enter and exit the winery.

That day he reached a recruitment proposal with Fang Liangu.

A few days later, he took Fang Liangu to the orange orchard and gave a comprehensive explanation of everything in the garden. Then he handed over the cold iron cutters left by Ding Chenzhi and let Fang Liangu go to the field to work.

The harvest period of the orchard has just ended. Now it is October. All fruit trees have to be cut in this season in the past year, and the soil will be turned over after spring tomorrow.

Ding Xing was not going to spend it in the park anymore. He entrusted as many field workers as possible to Fang Liangu, and he would go to the field to solve the problem unless necessary.

He devoted all his time and energy to practice, and regularly exchanged spiritual fruits from the winery small restaurant. Sometimes he would go to Jiuzhuang to purchase and secretly cultivate "mutton fat pulp" to drink.

In this way, his practice life stabilized again.

The more you focus on something, the more time you feel.

Three years passed in a flash.

Before he knew it, Ding Xing had already stepped into the ranks of young men.

He was born in the morning of spring, and it was the time when spring was blooming.

This day was his birthday when he turned 18 years old.

But I saw the fragrance of his orange orchard.

He held the wine pot in one hand and pillowed under his neck with the other, lying on the top of an orange tree, closing his eyes to bask in the sun, and thinking about Li Zhuang in his mind.

Since the "wine stolen incident" three years ago, he has devoted himself to his practice and has improved his cultivation to the eighth level of the Qi training period during the Spring Festival.

The progress is fast.

But that's all.

The medicinal effect of Lingjiu ‘mutton fat pulp’ becomes minimal as his magic power increases.

Even if he drinks ten more jars, he will not help him to reach the ninth level of cultivation.

He didn't know where the reason was. Perhaps he drank too much "mutton fat juice", which led to his physical condition being resistant to this spiritual wine.

Now, if he wants to continue his diligent cultivation throughout the day, he must seek new alternatives.

There are only two types of spiritual wines that can improve their cultivation. "Mutton Fat Slurry" can no longer be used, and Ding Xing can only aim at "Jinlu Liquid".

However, all the eight kinds of spiritual fruits that have cultivated "Jinlu Liquid" are the private property of the owner. The harvests of the past years have to be sealed into the cellar and will never be exported.

Ding Xing could only exchange a batch of scattered spiritual fruits at the market, and the quantity was far from meeting the needs of wine refining.

Since the Spring Festival, Ding Xing has been considering this difficult issue.

He only had the treasure of orange leaves for wine refining, but lacked the wine for wine refining, so he decided to go out to the farm to find it.

He was thinking about his destination after leaving the village, and suddenly a sound of footsteps came from his ears.

Without closer inspection, Fang Liangu is already circulating: "Owner, the old man is here!"

Fang Liangu turned the flower basket and checked the flower stamens between the orange trees more than ten feet away. She saw Wu Changsui and Wu Changling brothers joining into the garden and shouted to the side first.

During the three years, the little brothers, they would do what they said. The fields from the orange orchard took turns to work. If Fang Liangu had not begged to tell them not to finish their work, they would have allowed Ding Xing to save all Fang Liangu's wages.

"Brother Xing, brother is here to celebrate your birthday!"
Chapter completed!