Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 177: Visiting (3)_1

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Visiting (3)_1

"Hehe, as long as Yan girl is pleased, I’ll go right away to have them finish the items earlier," Grandfather Li said.

Upon hearing this, Lizhong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief; facing the resentful gazes of the draftsmen at Mu’s Shop every time he went there put quite a bit of pressure on him.

"Grandfather Li, you should go after lunch. It’s not urgent," suggested Mo Yan.

"Hehe, it won’t take long for me to make a trip there. If I wait until after lunch, the draftsmen won’t be able to eat their meals in peace," Grandfather Li joked as he picked up the blueprints and left.

Originally, Mo Yan wanted to ask Lin Mu from the village to help make furniture, but although Lin Mu was skilled, he wasn’t particularly good at crafting fine woodworks like tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets. Moreover, there was too much to make, and he couldn’t handle it alone, so Mo Yan had no choice but to ask the city’s Mu’s Shop for help.

The initial blueprints presented by Mu’s Shop were highly criticized by Mo Yan. Not only were the designs common, but the patterns were also vulgar, either featuring large peonies symbolizing wealth or characters like "Vast Wealth". These might conform to current aesthetic standards, but she couldn’t appreciate them at all.

In the end, Mo Yan stated her requirements and had the draftsman redraw them. The draftsman revised it multiple times, and Mo Yan was hardly ever satisfied, nearly driving the draftsman to the brink of collapse. If it wasn’t for the generous payment in silver that Mo Yan provided, the people at Mu’s Shop might have thought that Mo Yan was intentionally causing trouble.

Having spent several leisurely days, Mo Yan began to feel bored and planned to continue taking Little Flower into the mountains to search for medicinal herbs with Dabai.

It was already summer, and a variety of medicinal herbs had sprouted on the mountain. Mo Yan wanted to seize the time and gather more to store in Space, so by next year, the seeds from those herbs could be sowed on that mountain.

The seeds produced in Space were superior to those sold outside, and as for some precious herbs, there weren’t even seeds available in the shops.

However, before Mo Yan could leave, an uninvited guest arrived gracefully.

Looking at the expressionless Xiao Ruiyuan outside the door, radiating an aura of coldness, along with Xiao Eleven sporting an armful of gift boxes, Mo Yan’s eyes twitched. Were they here for a friendly visit or to seek vengeance?

"It turns out to be Sir Xiao, please come in!"

This thought was fleeting, as she immediately smiled and welcomed the guests. Noticing that Xiao Ruiyuan walked quite naturally, evidently recovering well from his injury, Mo Yan was genuinely happy for him. After all, the rapid upgrade of Space was largely thanks to this man’s significant contribution!

Xiao Ruiyuan was unaware of Mo Yan’s thoughts. As the door opened, and he saw the person who had unsettled his mind for quite some time, that strange emotion washed over him again. To prevent any unseemly display, he clenched his fists, tried his best to keep a straight face, intending to convince her that he was merely there to express his thanks.

If Mo Yan knew what he was thinking, she would definitely say, "You are really overthinking it. Even if you didn’t deliberately keep a straight face, I wouldn’t be able to tell any difference, because you’ve always had the same expression!"

Seeing his master enter yet not utter a single word, Xiao Eleven felt utterly speechless. He had no choice but to set the large pile of gift boxes he was carrying onto the table, indicating the intention of his master and himself, "Miss Mo, my master is grateful for your previous rescue, and these are a small token of his appreciation. We hope you will accept them."

Mo Yan quickly got up and said to Xiao Ruiyuan, "Sir Xiao, you are really too polite. Anyone in my place would have lent a hand, there’s no need for you to personally come to express your thanks!"

Although these were simply common courtesy words, to Xiao Ruiyuan, they meant something else entirely: She didn’t want him to come, she didn’t want to see him!

With this thought in mind, Xiao Ruiyuan’s sharp and cold eyes fixated on Mo Yan, as the chill around him intensified rapidly.