Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

When the sun is all set, after watching the sunset, everyone has dinner.

The dishes made by Fang Yan were very popular. They were just halfway through the meal, and they were eaten up by others. There were still many people who were still in the mood, shouting for Fang Yan to fry more dishes.

"What's the worth of our Fang Yan? Is it possible for you to ask for it?" Du Hang hummed: "We Fang Yan's worth is very high, he is in a good mood to do it for you, in a bad mood, but no matter how high it is The price won’t change.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

"You're not Fang Yan, how do you know he won't move?" Someone said, "Maybe he likes cooking because of these few practices today. This cooking can also become a hobby."

Du Hang waved his hand in disgust: "Our Fang Yan's hobby is not so grounded."

"Then you say, what is Fang Yan's hobby? How tall is it?"

Du Hang got stuck for a while. He didn't know what to say. He was afraid that it would destroy Fang Yan's image of a male god in the eyes of everyone.

But he didn't say anything, but he just hoisted everyone's curiosity. Seeing Du Hang's hesitation, everyone began to urge in unison.

"This...this..." Du Hang whispered, not knowing how to speak.He looked left and right, and suddenly wanted to see something, before everyone could react, he quickly got up and fled.

Everyone was contemptuous.

It's just that this unanswered question lingers in my heart, making everyone feel itchy, and curiosity has not diminished, on the contrary, it has become more than before.

Everyone looked around and saw Fang Yan sitting in the corner, holding his mobile phone and playing with his fingers quickly on the screen. He seemed to be chatting with someone, with a smile on his face, and he looked very kind and close. Looks like.

Everyone looked at each other, and soon someone stood up boldly and walked towards Fang Yan.

"Hey, hello..." The voice of the person was trembling: "Fang Yan."

"Huh?" Fang Yan raised his head questioningly.

"We are very curious, what hobbies do you have." The man took a deep breath and cautiously said: "Can you tell us?"

The others who were waiting couldn't help holding their breath, as if they were waiting for something terrific. They were all very nervous, wishing they were the questioner.Obviously it was an ordinary problem, but it was placed on Fang Yan's body as if it were a taboo that could not be touched.

In a few seconds, some people couldn’t help but open their minds. The Fang family are so good. I heard that the Fang family’s boss liked to play stocks since he was young, and the Fang family’s second child, let alone play music. After playing in the entertainment circle, as the same excellent Fang family, Fang Yan's hobby should be very lofty, right...?

Before they could come up with a possibility, they heard a voice coming from there: "Farming."

Just two words, like a heavy hammer, shattered everyone's fantasy.

For a while, everyone who was waiting for this answer and hearing it was shocked.

"What did you say?!" The questioner looked at him incredulously, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "You say it again?!"

Others also looked at the people next to them in horror. When they saw the same horror on their faces, they only felt that they were frightened twice.

How could it be!!!Farm!!!!

Everyone's expressions were distorted, and their hearts became shouting faces.

Fang Yan was not clear, so he repeated: "I usually like to farm."

It turned out to be farming!!!!

Everyone roared in their hearts, wishing to rush to the cliff and shout a few words to express their shock.

"Plant, farm?!" The person who asked the question was stiff: "Isn't I misheard? Do you like farming? The farming I know? That..." He subconsciously did it. An action of swinging a hoe: "This farming?"

Fang Yan nodded happily: "Yes, this is the farming field. I opened a small plot of land in the yard of my home, which I planted myself. The vegetables I eat at home are grown in this plot."

Everyone was overwhelmed with surprise, and their faces became expressionless.

The questioner thanked him softly and sat back in the crowd with a daze.

The crowd seemed to have lost all their speech ability, sitting together in silence, silently sharing their shock.

Du Hang watched the whole process in the corner, and when he ran back, he saw the silent scene and his eyes were full of sympathy.

No one expected that Fang Yan's hobby would be so grounded, right?

He was shocked when he knew it at first, but he and Fang Yan had known each other since they were young, and the children’s receptive ability was much better than that of adults. When he knew that Fang Yan liked to farm, he froze for a while and was right there. At Yan's invitation, he followed him to plant the land.

Not to mention, the small piece of land in Fang Yan's yard is so delicious. He helped water the water and brought a basket when he returned.

As Du Hang thought, he sat down next to Fang Yan, watching him holding his mobile phone with a concentrated expression, without thinking he knew that he was chatting with Gu Rong.Du Hang sighed and held his chin boredly, looking at the silent crowd ahead in a daze.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt a line of sight, and Du Hang keenly looked in the direction of that line of sight, and saw Xu Wenjing hurriedly lowering his head.

Xu Wenjing?

Du Hang stared at him for a long time before taking back his gaze.

During the day, Fang Yan was so ruthless to lose face, and was embarrassed in front of everyone. Wouldn't it be interesting for her to return the other party's inkstone?

Du Hang frowned slightly.

Everyone knows Xu Wenjing's love.But it’s a little weird that people who have been liked are so shameless and can continue to like them?

Xu Wenjing usually has such a strong self-esteem, Fang Yan made her ashamed. She hated him before it was too late. She was not being masochistic, and she could still like it if she was hurt.

Du Hang thought so, then looked at Xu Wenjing.

I saw Xu Wenjing staring at Fang Yan unblinkingly. It was far away and the light was not very strong. Du Hang couldn't see her expression, but she could feel it. It was not a look of resentment.

Not resentment, not admiration.

Thinking of the background behind his friend, Du Hang's eyes suddenly showed a bit of mockery.