Transmigrated Leftover Woman in Rural Style

Chapter 307 Paradise

During the spring planting season, Zhoucun is busier than ever. Aside from the regular spring planting activities of each household, the "Shangri-La" project is also proceeding at full speed.

Of course, the Li family's large manor is still under construction, and it won't be complete in four or five years.

Furthermore, the Chu family's house, as well as the house of Sang Moyun and her daughter, are also under urgent construction.

Sang Moyun borrowed Li Xiaonuan's new design for the sewer system and combined it with the courtyard layout of those aristocratic families, managing to carve out nearly twenty acres of land for his house behind the Li family's house, near the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the extravagant gesture from Sang Moyun and her daughter, Li Xiaonuan felt a jolt in her heart.

They're another wealthy couple; the suitors must be wearing out the threshold of the Sang family mansion.

The Chu family's house was quite conventional; they built it on a plot of land of just over five acres near Zhou Liufeng's house. Of course, there were still some considerations when it came to the construction of the house.

In this way, it was as if two grand gates had arrived in the village, making the villagers feel very proud.

As for the Zhao family's house, it is also under construction in full swing.

Although the Zhao family mother and son will never return to Zhoucun, their former residence is not something that others can touch.

Furthermore, the people Zhao Wangchuan left behind to help build the new village are also currently constructing the Zhao Family Manor.

Springtime, with its frequent rain, is not a suitable time to build a house. After all, the southern climate is mild and humid, and spring is the most humid season, with frequent days of drizzle.

Besides, spring plowing can't be delayed. So, the houses under construction in the village are all built by professional construction teams.

Among those people were some famous craftsmen. Sure enough, as soon as they arrived in Zhoucun, they went straight to the Li family's house, wanting to first understand the construction and layout of the sewer system.

Indeed, after the third day of the Lunar New Year, the Li family's convenient and worry-free toilet had already become a well-known name in the city.

Some impatient people have already ordered improvements to their own sanitation systems.

That's why the craftsmen who were invited from other places were so curious about the Li family's set of construction plans.

The Li family made no attempt to hide any of this. As a result, the front yard toilet of the Li family was frequently visited by curious people, to the point that the septic tank always needed to be emptied.

In the end, the Li family harvested a lot of farmyard manure, which they all fermented on the wasteland.

"This year's fertilizer is plentiful, so our wheat harvest should be better," Uncle Li always said with a smile.

When the wasteland was mentioned, Li Xiaonuan thought of the projects that Xiaoyang had built before, and wondered if they had been completed.

"Xiaoyang, are the small pond and lotus field over there in the wasteland all done?" Li Xiaonuan asked.

"Sister, I was just about to tell you this. I cleared all the thirty-odd acres of wasteland you left behind. Except for ten acres used to build pavilions and corridors, the rest were turned into lotus fields." Xiao Yang smiled brightly, which made Li Xiaonuan happy as well.

“I have to go take a look. I haven’t been to that pond in a long time, and I really miss it,” Li Xiaonuan said with a smile.

“Go ahead, go ahead. I passed by there a few days ago and saw that there were many more fish in the pond,” Father Li chuckled.

"Sister, I want to go too, and Yilou wants to go too. I haven't let him sleep these past few days, and he's been getting irritable. I'll take him to see some scenery," Xiaogang said, clinging to Li Xiaonuan's arm.

"Xiaogang, you're twelve years old already. How can you still act like an immature child? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Although Madam Su was lecturing Xiaogang, she couldn't hide the doting affection in her eyes.

"Mom, it's only the New Year. I'm still more than eight months away from turning twelve." Xiao Gang pouted, but still obediently let go of Li Xiaonuan's arm.

Yi Lou, who was dozing off in a chair, suddenly perked up and said, "You're just useless and always acting like a spoiled brat."

Yi Lou's voice was clear and crisp, with a touch of languor that made people feel relaxed all over.

Xiao Gang grinned as he looked at Yi Lou, who was nestled in a chair, and pulled him out, saying, "Yi Lou, I remember we made plans with Zhou Dandan yesterday to go play at the foot of Dongshan Mountain together."

Yi Lou was passively led by Xiao Gang, but upon hearing this, she grabbed the back of the chair and said repeatedly, "Brother Xiao Gang, I won't go. I want to stay home with Sister Xiao Nuan."

As she spoke, Yi Lou looked at Li Xiaonuan with a pleading gaze.

Looking into Yi Lou's deep eyes, Li Xiaonuan felt a pang of pity and advised Xiao Gang, "Xiao Gang, just let Yi Lou stay at home."

Yi Lou nodded quickly, casting a grateful glance at Li Xiaonuan with her shimmering eyes.

That one glance struck Li Xiaonuan as incredibly charming.

Well, using the word "charm" to describe a boy is indeed not quite appropriate.

But Li Xiaonuan just felt that it was charming, and no other words could adequately describe the allure of that glance.

"Sister, you don't understand. This is a matter between men, so you should all stay out of it. I have to teach this good-for-nothing a lesson." Xiao Gang didn't back down at all and insisted on pulling Yi Lou and the chair forward a few steps.

Left with no other choice, Yi Lou reluctantly let Xiao Gang pull her out of the chair.

Madam Su shook her head as she watched them from behind, saying, "I think Yi Lou is indeed different from other boys. I always feel that he is a bit spoiled and doesn't want to play with other boys."

Looking at Yi Lou, who was following Xiao Gang toward the door with a bitter and resentful expression, Li Xiaonuan replied, "Mother, Yi Lou has only ever met his parents before, and he has only ever spent time with them. It's normal for him to be a little reserved in this unfamiliar place."

In the afternoon, Xiao Gang and Yi Lou took Li Xiaonuan to the wasteland.

Now that Li Xiaonuan's status is different, she always needs to bring some people with her when she goes out. In Jin Mama's words, this is the pomp and circumstance of a princess.

So, Li Xiaonuan, along with five or six guards, an old woman, and two maids, walked to the wasteland.

Actually, everyone feels awkward when people keep saying "wasteland, wasteland".

Li Xiaonuan thought to herself, "Let's just give that area a name."

And so, Juleyuan was born. "Le" in Juleyuan means joy and pleasure.

Coming from the village road, the first thing you see is that small pond. Although it's called a small pond, it's actually more than an acre wide.

However, compared to the large pond in the village, it seems insignificant.

The large pond in the village is over twenty acres in size. Because it is a completely natural lake, located between the old and new Zhou villages, it was named Shuangzhou Lake.

As for the small pond belonging to the Li family, because of its small size and somewhat long and narrow shape, it was named Lin Yuan Pond by Xiao Yang, who had studied for a few days.

For this, Li Xiaonuan laughed for several days. Because she thought of the idiom "to stand by the water and envy the fish."

Indeed, the pond near the pool is teeming with small fish swimming freely, a sight to behold.

Several weeping willows stand by the pond, already beginning to sprout new life. A spring breeze blows, and their branches sway gently.

"It must be very cool and comfortable here in the summer. The lush greenery is also very captivating." It was rare for Chief Tian to say something so poetic.

Granny Jin covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Guard Tian hasn't forgotten his studies yet. It's clear you still enjoy reading."

"Yes, being a scholar means appreciating the scenery and composing poems every day, lamenting the passing of spring and autumn, and expressing one's feelings with a few witty remarks. Unlike now, we are always on edge, afraid that a moment of carelessness will lead to our deaths at the hands of others," said Guard Tian.

"Alas, it's all the fault of that Wang family," sighed Granny Jin.