The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

290 Letter

Zhao Zhan was puzzled.

“Why not?”

“I really can’t,” Yang Lizheng sighed and sat up from the chair. “That piece of land is next to the fields in our village. There are so many people coming and going every day. If someone uproots the seedlings or something else, I won’t be able to explain it to everyone.”

Yue Jiaojiao tugged at Zhao Zhan’s hand.

She had indeed taken it for granted just now.

The real reason why Yang Lizheng rejected them was not because of this. Yue Jiaojiao had only just realized that he was probably worried that the wastewater discharged by the workshop would harm the crops.

Yue Jiaojiao understood his concerns and also sincerely acknowledged that he was indeed a righteous person who was considerate of the villagers.

“Lizheng, other than that piece of land, is there any other piece of land in the village that’s about the same size as that open space that you can sell us?”

“We’re truly sorry for the troubles.”

“There is, actually.” Yang Lizheng stroked his beard, a little worried, “But you might not like that piece of land. It’s a little close to the entrance of our village. Big guys come in and out all day long, so they can see what your workshop is doing at a glance.”

“The area at the village entrance?” Zhao Zhan thought for a moment. “Are you talking about the area where my aunt is living now?”

“Exactly,” Yang Lizheng said, feeling a little embarrassed.

“That land is full of tall weeds. If you want to build a workshop on that land, just clearing the land is not as easy as exploring it.

“But that piece of land is cheap. It’s even bigger than the two pieces of land you just asked me about. It’s sold for the same amount of silver, fifty silvers.

“The piece of barren land behind the field was about eight acres, but the piece at the village entrance was about sixteen acres.”

In that case, the place was definitely going to be spacious enough.

“Lizheng, I’ll buy both pieces of land.” Zhao Zhan had already made a decisive decision. “I’ll build a workshop at the entrance of the village, and I’ll open up the other piece of land to grow crops.”

“You want them both?” Yang Lizheng was so shocked that his voice changed. “The two pieces of land will cost a total of a hundred silver. Have you really thought it through?”

“I’ll even give you the money now. Please make a trip tomorrow and settle the contract.” Zhao Zhan already had a general idea. “As for what you said about being afraid of being seen, it won’t happen. I’ll build a high wall next to it to block the line of sight of passers-by.”

“Building so many workshops would more or less affect the village.” Zhao Zhan continued, “When the time comes, I’ll set up a boundary stone outside the courtyard wall and find an expert to engrave the words Willow Village on it.”

Yang Lizheng was instantly overjoyed.

“Really?!”

In the entire town, only Kouzi Village had a rather impressive boundary stele. This boundary stele was built by their ancestors, who had passed the test to become a scholar. The people of Kouzi Village had been cleaning it all day long, treating it like a treasure for many years.

Now that Willow Village was also about to be established, Lizheng would want to invite all the officers from the nearby villages, including Kouzi Village, over for a drink after the boundary stele was set up.

Just thinking about it made him feel proud!

“Really, if you have any thoughts about the boundary stone, you can tell me. I’ll set it up according to your thoughts.”

Willow Village was the foundation of his growth, so Zhao Zhan would naturally maintain the relationship.

Yang Lizheng’s son hurried in from outside. “This is the letter I got from the courier station today. Do you want to deliver it or do you want me to deliver it?”

“There’s a letter from our village today?” Yang Lizheng hurriedly stretched out his hand. “Give it to me. Let me see who it’s for.”

“It’s for Zhao Zhan’s father?” He tilted his head and saw Zhao Zhan. He handed the letter to him directly. “It’s for your father. At the time, I was at the relay station wondering if it was written to the wrong village. Your father has passed away for so many years. How could someone still not know about this and write to him?”

Yang Lizheng also went over to take a look.

“It really is for him.”

Zhao Zhan held the thick letter in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes lit up. She grabbed Zhao Zhan’s hand and looked at Yang Lizheng, saying softly, “It just so happens that we’re almost done with our business. Lizheng, when the contract is ready, you can get someone to let us know. Zhao Zhan and I will come and get it. We’ll be going back now.”

“Okay, I’ll see you then. Go back and see who wrote it.” Yang Lizheng was a little regretful, but he looked at it curiously again. “If you need anything, come to me.”

“We will, thank you.” Yue Jiaojiao replied with a smile.

After the two of them left Lizheng’s house, Yue Jiaojiao finally revealed her thoughts in a soft voice. “Zhao Zhan, do you still remember the letters that Zhao Kuazi sent you? The writing on it is similar to the one on the letter.”

Only after being reminded by his lover did Zhao Zhan remember.

Things had happened one after another during this period of time, and he had completely forgotten about the biological father he had no intention of looking for.

“Let’s go home and see what’s written in the letter.”

Zhao Zhan entered the study and opened the letter. Yue Jiaojiao took the opportunity to look for the old letter that Zhao Kuazi had given her. She then took it out and put it aside, comparing the handwriting.

The letter said that he would come to Wangshan Town at the beginning of next month. He wanted to meet my father there.

Along with the letter was a silver note.

Yue Jiaojiao leaned on Zhao Zhan’s shoulder, her arms wrapped around his waist as she asked in a gentle voice, “Will you go?”

Zhao Zhan passed the letter to her.

Yue Jiaojiao quickly scanned through the contents of the letter, and her eyes stopped for a moment when she saw the last sentence.

The letter said that this matter was still hidden from Zhao Zhan.

The signature was left with a single word, Shen.