"Stop for a moment." Yang Hao called out to the temporary coachman, Li Er. When the carriage stopped steadily, he lifted the curtain and looked out curiously.
On the right side of the carriage.
An old woman in her forties, who was dressed in cotton clothes, sat on the ground and cried until her voice was hoarse. She kept raising her old hands and wiping her tears with her head lowered.
Beside her, a bald burly man with a scar on his head was also wearing cotton clothes. He was squatting beside the old woman with an anxious expression and comforting her.
"What's going on?" Yang Jingming immediately recognized them at a glance. He jumped off the carriage and asked curiously. He turned around and saw the three people staring at him. He quickly pointed at the mother and son and said,
"This is Madam Liu, the wife of Yang Su from Yang Xing Village. This is her son, Yang Wen.”
As he spoke, Yang Jingming paused and stared at Yang Hao with a serious face."Yang Hao, do you still remember the autumn when you were six years old? You were chased by a few dogs in the village, crying and running. It was Yang Wen who saved you!”
With a swoosh.
Li Yuan and Li Er looked at Yang Hao.
Yang Hao was speechless.
" What can you do if you keep this kind of embarrassing matter to yourself?" Yang Hao glared at his father in annoyance. Then, he looked at Yang Wen with a strange gaze. His name clearly did not match his figure.
Yang Wen's name sounded refined, but he was tall and strong. He was more than two meters tall, and standing in front of others was enough to give them a sense of oppression.
Especially his strong arms with a few knife wounds, Yang Hao felt that he could pick up people and use them as weapons. Coupled with the knife scar on his big bald head, he looked very much like the ancient evil described in the future Romance of the Three Kingdoms!
"So it's Uncle Yang." Yang Wen recognized them and squatted on the ground with a bitter smile. He pointed at a field not far away and said,
"Isn't it about the wheat harvest? When I was sowing before the New Year, my mother bought some wheat seeds from others. She said that they could be harvested several times more than ordinary wheat seeds, so my mother believed it easily. Who would have thought that those weren't wheat seeds, but wood cotton seeds!”
Yang Jingming was speechless.
Li Yuan was speechless.
Li Er was speechless.
Yang Hao was also stunned. He hesitated and said," Yang Wen, I'm not well-educated. Don't lie to me. How can wheat seeds and wood cotton seeds be the same?" You can tell at a glance, right?"
Yang Wen frowned and said bitterly,
"I've been fighting outside for the past three years and only recently returned to the village. Sigh, my mother is too…too kind, and too gullible. When she heard the words of the wheat seed seller, she believed them. Even my mother didn't believe that the seedling was about to grow into a tree. She even said that it was a symbol of being different from other wheat seeds. Now that the cotton wood has bloomed, my mother has become like this.”
Yang Hao was also speechless. He looked at Yang Wen's mother, Liu Shi, with sympathy. This matter really couldn't be blamed on anyone else. She could only blame herself for being too stupid and naive to actually believe this kind of nonsense.
"It's not like that. It's not like that at all!”Liu-shi's tears flowed like a dam opening. She sat on the ground and sobbed while wiping her tears. She cried,
"That's not cotton wood at all. How could this old woman not recognize it? Who knew that it would grow like this in the end? This old woman borrowed a lot of money and borrowed dozens of acres of land from the villagers to plant it.”
It wasn't cotton wood?
Yang Hao's heart skipped a beat.
"If it isn't cotton wood, then what is it?" Yang Wen was also a little helpless. He looked at his mother who did not want to recognize reality and sighed."That would be a flower."
Yang Jingming also comforted her," Madam Liu, there's nothing we can do now. Although the wood cotton isn't worth much at this time, we can still sell it. Crying won't solve the problem. Let's think of a way to earn back some money for the time being."”
The old man pursed his lips as he looked at the mother and son. He felt compassion in his heart. As the emperor, all the people in the world were his own people. Moreover, his son was covered in scars from joining the army. It was obvious that he had helped the Li family a lot. He said,
"Madam Liu, don't worry about the wood wool in your fields. My family is quite rich, so I'll take all of them…"
Without waiting for him to finish, Yang Hao suddenly interrupted,
"Old man, there must be a first come, first serve rule for everything. After all, you're not from Yang Xing Village.”
Immediately, under the stunned gazes of the old man and the others, Yang Hao turned around and walked to the carriage. He raised his hand and took out a gold cake. He walked back and handed it to Yang Wen and his mother. Under the dull gazes of the mother and son, he said in a serious manner,
"Take this gold cake. I, Yang Hao, want all the wood wool in your field!”
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