The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 205 Love yourself or love each other
I can earn a lot of things and take care of the backyard. Isn't this a credit?

An Xu picked up the sweet potato seedlings in the basket and said, "You might as well think about it, do those capable women have particularly incompetent husbands? And the men who don't lack money and power are surrounded by beautiful women who can't do anything. What kind of woman?"

"That's true, but I think it's because of those shameless women." Partridge said, "When some women see such a man, they always feel that it should be hers."

"Those women also have merits. Good looks come second. What's more important is that they can accompany men who have no worldly troubles to have fun. If it were you, you would like a man who always saves money for your own good." A man who thinks about the overall situation, or a man who will enjoy it with you, and who you don't know will pester you to enjoy it?"

We are not so superficial.Partridge blushed and said, "I don't think you treat your lord like this."

An Xu smiled and said, "I'm not the same as him."

"Why is it different?" Partridge wondered.

"In the beginning, I didn't care if he would change his mind in the future." At that time, I just enjoyed his masculinity. "Later, I realized that his heart is all about me, so I don't need those means of managing the relationship between husband and wife."

As long as it is a business, it is related to profit. If Zong Che treats her well, if she doesn't treat her with her true self, she will belittle him.

The partridge saw that the young lady stopped talking, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Outside the tent, Zong Che, who just came back, shook hands to cover the smile on his lips, then coughed and strode into the tent.

Hearing the sound, the partridge put down the sweet potato seedlings and stood up to salute.

Zong Che waved his hand, and the partridge bowed his head and retreated to the side, then quietly retreated out.

An Xu looked up, saw Zong Che smiling at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

You seem to be in a very good mood.

Zong Che pulled up a stool and sat next to An Xu, "The list of conscripts has been posted. When the spring breeze blows in March, we can start work."

An Xu: Is it still an infrastructure madman, so happy to be able to build a river?
After the arrival of the warm spring breeze, the servants recruited from all over the country also arrived at the nearest river repair site. In a cloudless weather, the servants from several places threw out a bunch of firecrackers in unison.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, someone shouted: "Start work."

The first shovel to start work was done by the little steward in charge of this section.

This stunned the civilian husbands who were used to the haughty attitude of the officers and servants during the imperial conscripts, and they almost couldn't recover from their senses.

An Xu and Zong Che were riding on horseback, saw this scene, and asked, "Are the servants also working?"

"It wasn't used before," Zong Che said, "it's just that they can set an example now."

Xu'er definitely doesn't like to see officials oppressing civilian husbands. Before the river repair project started, Zong Che had already told Xia Yunfeng the rules of this river repair.

If anyone does not abide by the new rules, hard labor is their best end.

Zong Che clamped the horse's belly, and said to An Xu: "Go, I'm taking you to the front to have a look."

Next, at each point of the river, the guards did not sit in the shade to rest and yell. They all took the lead and dug in front of the peasants.

An Xu laughed: "Why are these people so obedient?"

Zong Che pointed to the distance, "On the high platform over there, there are sergeants patrolling all the time."

Then he asked again: "How is it? I'm not wasting people's money by building public affairs like this."

An Xu smiled and said, "No."

Just as they were talking, a sergeant came over with a cart full of radishes and cabbage. On top of the vegetables, there was a sheep, and behind them was a cart with two sacks of flour.

"This is their meal arrangement during the construction of the fortification."

An Xu was a little speechless. She only mentioned the Great Wall when he said he was going to build a canal. In the eyes of later generations, the Great Wall was indeed a great fortification, but it did a lot of harm to the people at that time.

The folk Meng Jiangnu crying the Great Wall has been spread among the people, which is the best embodiment of the hard labor of the people at that time.

Then she told Zong Che these words. He didn't say that he would stop building the river, but he didn't expect to do so much behind his back.

"Then do you still have enough money?" An Xu asked with his head turned.

The main reason is that he gave her all his profitable properties, and she also kept the books and profits of the past few months.

The small treasury in Zong Che's hands probably doesn't even have ten taels of gold.

No, he smiled and said, "You forgot, I took people to visit Jiping City in the first lunar month?"

Jiping City has been a dead city since the epidemic a few years ago. Even if a cure for the epidemic was found later, no one dared to go to that city in a short time.

Then the city is now under the administration of Zongche by the imperial court. He was not free a year ago, so he went there after the Chinese New Year. An Xu was busier after the new year than before. All I know is that he brought a hundred or two hundred cavalry to rush to the city. I left Jiping City and didn't come back until midnight that night.

An Xu thought for a while and said, "Have you collected all the money in Jiping City?"

Zong Che nodded, "Many rich families didn't have time to transport away the warehouses. Some of the gold and silver herbal teas have tens of thousands of catties of grain hidden in them. There is more than enough for these people to repair the canal."

"Then there are no people in Jiping City going back?"

"When the spring is fully here, maybe someone will go back." Zong Che didn't feel guilty at all, "It's just that it's impossible to return the money."

An Xu: Is it really good to take such shameless words for granted?

Zong Che put his arms around her waist and looked at many people in front of him who were digging in full swing and had already dug a shallow canal, and said: "I don't want to waste the money of those who were displaced or died of floods and plagues." When there is free time, send troops to rebuild Jiping City and build a public monument for those who unfortunately died in Jiping.”

I didn't see it, did you really understand this bit of political tricks?
An Xu looked up at Zong Che's gracefully curved chin, and asked, "Then have you ever thought about engraving a monument to remember the soldiers who died defending the country at the border? It's called the Monument to Heroes."

For the soldiers who persevered through the border, this is the honor they deserve.

Zong Che's mind was moved, and then he smiled and said to An Xu: "It is indeed what it should be."

There was a loud commotion in front of me for some reason, and several people formed a circle in an instant.

A steward shouted and asked, "What's wrong?"

Some sergeants ran over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Someone fainted."

"My cousin fainted," a panicked voice was particularly prominent, "Is there a doctor, come and have a look."

An Xu followed Zong Che and squeezed into the center of the crowd, only to see a person lying on the ground, kneeling on that person's head and holding that person's head.

"What's going on here? It's not epilepsy."

There were endless murmurs on the side.

An Xu looked at it and stopped a sergeant: "Go and bring me a bowl of sugar water."

"Sugar water?" Although the sergeant didn't know these two young men and women, but seeing that they were well dressed and didn't look like simple people, he subconsciously asked, "Is it useful?"

An Xu said, "Try it."

The person who fainted on the ground was black and thin, and he was malnourished without question. He had been working early in the morning, so he probably had hypoglycemia.

It was the soldiers from the northern military camp who were in charge of cooking for these people, because the higher-ups required them to cook enough oily dishes, including sugar and salt.

Hearing what An Xu said, the sergeant hesitated and ran to the shed that was being built in front, and then came over with a bowl of sugar water.

Liu Mantang thanked the sergeant gratefully, knelt down and took a bowl of sugar water, only to realize that it was lukewarm water, and he directly fed it to his cousin's mouth.

Liu Er, who fainted, no longer consciously took the initiative to drink water.

An Xu said, "Pinch his mouth open."

After drinking half a bowl of water, the people on the ground have opened their eyes.

Liu Er was dizzy, as if he was still spinning in mid-air, and he found a fixed point only when he heard his cousin calling Er Zi.

"Thanks to this lady, are you better?" Liu Mantang said as he wanted to help his cousin up, "Thank you, lady."

An Xu hurriedly said: "No need, you'd better let him lie down for a while."

When the two brothers watched again, they had already walked out of the crowd.

Liu Er still knocked in that direction.

"Don't surround yourself, do your work." The steward's voice sounded outside, and all the servants dispersed in an instant.

Liu Mantang also helped Liu Er stand up, returned the bowl to the sergeant, and then helped Liu Er go to the place they just dug.

When they come to serve here, they need to bring a shovel. If they don’t have one, they have to find their own way, otherwise they won’t be able to finish the work they are assigned, and they don’t even think about taking a break to eat.

Therefore, as soon as the official document of the corvee came out, those of them who needed to be born began to try to find a shovel.

Those who have a shovel are okay, but those who don’t have to spend their money to raise enough money for the shovel.

Liu Er’s family only had one rusty shovel. He came out to serve, and the family’s fields had to be plowed in spring, so he had to spend all the money he had saved so hard to buy a shovel.

He brought the old one out, digging the soil was very strenuous, otherwise he wouldn't be sweating profusely after a while.

Seeing them come back, the fellow villagers returned the shovel.

They continued to walk forward and asked Liu Mantang to take Liu Er to rest for a while.

Liu Mantang thanked him, and sat down with Liu Er on a slope, and then took out a warm black sorghum pancake from his bosom.

"Eat."

Liu Er said, "I'm taking it with me too."

He took out a bundle from his bosom, and inside the bundle was also a sorghum pancake.

Liu Mantang said, "Why did you only bring one?"

Liu Er smiled and said, "The rest are stored in the tent where we live, so we can't bring them all."

"But you also have to bring enough food for the day."

Liu Er looked at the sorghum cake in his hand, "This one is enough."

The little nephew fell ill at the beginning of the year, and the family really didn't have any extra food to bring him out.

"You only eat one pancake a day, don't you want to live anymore?" Liu Mantang frowned and stood up instantly.

Liu Er hurriedly pulled his cousin to sit down, and said, "I'm in good health, I'm fine."

Liu Mantang said angrily: "Do you know how heavy the work here is?"

"Hey, what can I do?" Liu Er said, "It'll be over after a while."

(End of this chapter)