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Chapter 528: Orchard Harvest(3)
Chapter 528: Orchard Harvest(3)
Chapter 528: Orchard Harvest(3)
Chapter 528: Harvest in the Orchard (3)
The villagers working in the fields saw this formation for the first time and started talking about it. Finally, they simply dropped their hoes and followed the carriages to watch the excitement.
Fortunately, more than 20 guards brought by Yan Junyu surrounded the carriage on alert. The villagers intuitively felt that the people in the carriage were not easy to mess with, and they did not dare to get too close, otherwise it would be really difficult to move forward.
When the carriage stopped in the open space in front of Mo's house, it was already surrounded by more and more villagers. When Mo Yan came out after hearing the news, he saw the villagers were He tutted and estimated the price of the horse and carriage.
Mo Yan looked at the glittering golden carriage with black lines on his head, only to see nine bright characters written on it: I am a rich man, come and rob me!
The carriage door opened from the inside, and the first person to get out was Yan Junyu's attendant Guan Yu.
The villagers saw that Guanyu's unusual clothes and gestures were very different from ordinary people, so they thought he was the noble man. When they were talking eagerly, they saw another hand stretched out from the carriage.
Just by seeing that slender, beautiful and incredible hand, the villagers instantly guessed that the owner of this hand was the real nobleman.
When Yan Junyu appeared in front of everyone, dressed in purple gold embroidered with peonies and wearing a purple jade gold crown, Mo Yan felt like her eyes were going blind!
This man's taste is indeed the same as always...special (sao) and special (bao)!
However, Mo Yan had to admit one thing. People who are handsome, have a good figure, and have good temperament will look good in whatever they wear. If this outfit were on someone else, it would only be described as vulgar, but on Yan Junyu, it was he who raised the look of this outfit several notches.
Yan Junyu slowly got out of the carriage, turning a deaf ear to the exclamations that sounded around him. After looking at the house in front of him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he restrained himself and walked straight in front of Mo Yan. His gentle voice sounded like the sky. Clouds drifting leisurely: "Miss Mo, you are a guest. Why don't you invite me to come in and sit down?"
Mo Yan's eyes twitched, then she stepped aside and said with a slight smile: "Young Master Yan is here to visit me. I am honored to welcome you!"
Yan Junyu glanced at Mo Yan, who said something wrong, and a light smile appeared on Zanli's face. He opened the jade bone fan leisurely and walked in without ceremony.
It was this gentle smile, so stunning that it captured everyone's attention in an instant. By the time the onlookers came to their senses, the door to the Mo family's courtyard had been closed, and even more than twenty guards and carriages were missing.
Everyone was extremely disappointed, but then became excited again. They gathered together in twos and threes, speculating on the identity of this richly dressed nobleman and the relationship between Mo Yan and him.
In short, in the next ten days and a half, under the ancient poplar tree, there was another topic to gossip about.
However, in this topic, the relationship between Mo Yan and Yan Junyu is covered with a layer of ambiguity.
Mo Yan brought Yan Junyu to the hall. She originally wanted to tell him about the fruit directly and tell him to get lost, but this man didn't follow common sense and acted like he was in his own back garden. He didn't need anyone to guide him. I looked through the entire Mo family, even the chickens in the backyard.
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect to see such a unique house in this remote place! Little girl, you have good taste!" Yan Junyu sat lazily on the stone chair, looking at the lush vines above his head, and praised it without hesitation. One sentence.
This is the backyard of the Mo family. Mo Yan transplanted several vines from the mountain last year and planted them here. Nourished by the spiritual spring water, the vines grew extremely lush, surrounding the stone table and chairs airtightly, even at noon. Sitting here, I can't feel the heat outside at all.