Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 2035: The Little Fellow’s Memory Is Too Good

With the lessons learned from previous excursions, Qiao Xuan and her companions ensured they were accompanied by a sizable retinue of guards wherever they traveled.

This time, Ah-Ye and Wu Guan led a contingent of 40 guards to provide security.

Staying at the foot of Liuhe Manor for four days and two days atop the mountain, Qiao Xuan and her party meticulously explored every nook and cranny. They ventured into the nearby mountains, returning with a bountiful harvest.

Over the past few years, coupled with Qiao Xuan’s extraordinary abilities, Liuhe Manor had undergone significant transformation.

The trees lining the roads had flourished, forming a verdant canopy that provided shade and coolness, particularly welcome in the heat of summer. Peering through the carriage window, it felt as though they were traversing through a lush, green tunnel.

In a few years’ time, Qiao Xuan envisioned this canopy evolving into a proper tunnel.

Moreover, extensive areas of land surrounding Liuhe Manor had been cultivated, yielding flourishing crops of medicinal herbs.

The fruit trees planted throughout the estate, including jade orchids, camphor, Yinxing, willows, locusts, and elms, thrived with vitality, their branches heavy with promise.

The chicken and duck farms buzzed with activity, bustling with life.

Following two years of careful stewardship, the mountain streams boasted pristine water quality and a thriving ecosystem. As long as farming practices adhered to standards and hygiene protocols were diligently maintained, accidents were rare.

Year after year, the poultry farms yielded plentiful eggs and duck eggs.

The variety of fruit trees dotting the landscape flourished, their branches laden with the promise of harvest. In spring, the mountains burst forth with a riot of blossoms and burgeoning fruits.

By May and June, loquats, bayberries, green plums, apricots, regular plums, and several varieties of peaches ripened, while kiwis, mangos, passion fruits, oranges, persimmons, dates, grapes, pomegranates, dragon fruits, hawthorns, pears, and more thrived, dangling from branches in vigorous abundance.

The journey from the foot of Liuhe Manor was imbued with a sense of familiarity and joy, each step seeming to radiate contentment.

Every outing was a cause for celebration, with Anan, in particular, relishing the chance to venture beyond the estate’s borders.

Yet, with each departure, reluctance hung heavy in the air.

This year was no exception. As they settled into the carriage, Anan’s tears flowed freely, unwilling to bid farewell to their idyllic retreat.

Qiao Xuan gently comforted him, promising a treat of delicious desserts upon their arrival in the city. Only then did Anan’s tears subside.

In Anze Prefecture City, three dessert shops owned by Yuezheng Xiao delighted patrons with an array of delectable treats. Among Anan’s favorites were poplar dew, egg custard, milk pudding, and more.

Fortunately, Qiao Xuan’s farm boasted ample dairy production, ensuring a steady supply of ingredients for these indulgent delicacies.

Transporting milk from the ranches in Mili Town posed logistical challenges, prompting Qiao Xuan to establish a ranch in a mountain valley near the suburbs. Regular rotations between this outpost and Mili Town ensured a steady supply of milk to meet daily demands.

As the wagon rolled into Anze City, Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan prepared to escort Anan back home.

However, the young boy’s spirits suddenly soared, his eyes sparkling as he addressed Qiao Xuan, “Mom, I want pudding and mango dew!”

Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan exchanged helpless glances, unable to contain their amusement.

There was no fooling him; Anan’s memory was remarkably sharp.