I farmed and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 2 Feeling Life Is Full of Hope Again
There were only two bowls of rice left in the rice jar, Jiang Zhi sighed helplessly, turned around and stepped on the mud carefully, and went to the vegetable garden.

It had just rained, and the cabbage in the field was growing gratifyingly. After picking a handful, Jiang Zhi went back to the kitchen.I just grabbed three handfuls of rice from the rice tank, and saw that the water tank bottomed out.

damn it.

What kind of shitty place is this?

Jiang Zhi Rodent.

That's right, Jiang Zhi hasn't adapted to this primitive ancient rural life that requires manpower for three days.

Jiang Zhi grabbed the barrel fiercely and walked towards the only well in the village.

In the middle of the afternoon, most of the village was busy with spring plowing. Someone greeted her with a hoe, she replied awkwardly and politely, and then slowly swayed home with a heavy wooden bucket.

Washing the rice, washing the vegetables, and cooking the pot, it took a lot of effort to light the fire with a flint.

Finally, smoke rose from the roof of the thatched yard of the Ye family's big house.

After putting a few pieces of firewood to ensure that the stove would not turn off, Jiang Zhi got up and tried to find a way to hang white lanterns on the fence gate of the yard.

The walls are bare, and you still want lantern paper, so go dreaming.Just when she was at a loss, a familiar shadow walked on the ridge of the field and got closer and closer to Ye's house.

The small courtyard of the Ye family's big house is located in front of a small hill, next to the courtyard is a dense bamboo forest, outside are two dry fields, and below the dry fields are ponds and stretches of paddy fields.

Now it is spring plowing, and the ears of wheat are sprouting green from the wheat seedlings in the dry land, which is very pleasing to the eye.Occasionally in the paddy field, two bent farmers can be seen playing with the seedlings. In about twenty days, it will be the time for transplanting.

The man was carrying a few bags of things in his hands, and his walking posture was very upright, which reminded Jiang Zhi of the village cadres she had met when she was a child.

When the person approached, Jiang Zhi could see the person's appearance clearly.

The middle-aged man wearing a green bamboo crown, a light blue gown, and the bottom of his trousers tucked into his shoes was Yuan Jiang Zhi's father.

He had been here on the day of Ye Dalang's burial, but he didn't have much conversation with him, but recalling carefully, Jiang Zhi still caught the regret on his face.Ye Dalang is his most promising student, a solid potential stock, as long as he stays stable for a few more years, he may become a successful candidate.

But God is just kidding, Ye Dalang died so miserably, not only did he lose hope, but he also lost his life and wealth, and lost money after spending time with his daughter.

This would make everyone angry.

Jiang Zhi recalled the original owner's appearance when he saw Dad in his memory, and then went up to meet him regardless of the mud.

She couldn't look happy, and she couldn't look particularly sad.

"Father, why are you here?" Jiang Zhi's voice was still hoarse, showing signs of cold air entering her body.

"Why did you come out? Go back first." Jiang Ling'an's tone was beyond doubt.

The original owner was a gentle and honest child when he was in the boudoir. After being married to Ye Dalang for many years, he was inevitably forced by life and learned to suppress the rough life.

But every time he faced his father, the original owner would not show the vulgarity he learned in the countryside at all, but instead looked like the boudoir.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that his father would worry?
In front of her parents, however, Jiang Zhi had an unrestrained personality and a quick mind. She was generally stable in front of outsiders, and she was even more strict with her students. Therefore, with the blessing of the original owner's memory, it was more than enough to pretend to be virtuous in front of Jiang Ling'an.

Jiang Ling'an sat on the bench in the main room with his back straight, pointing to the large package on the dark wooden table.

"You take these to make up your body." He spoke with very even intervals between each word, and his tone was neither slow nor urgent.

Jiang Ling'an looked at his daughter Jiang Zhi carefully, and thought: "Not long ago, my daughter has lost a lot of weight.

Jiang Zhi leaned over, with tears in her eyes: "Father, my daughter is not filial. After leaving the cabinet, she can't manage the family, so that life is difficult. You have caused you to worry about me. Now it's even worse, because my daughter is incompetent."

Jiang Ling'an let out a big sigh. After remorse in his heart, he was more helpless and resigned to his fate.

"Get up quickly." Jiang Ling'an helped Jiang Zhi up, looked at her watery eyes, and choked up a bit: "It's not your fault, it's because of my father's misjudgment that made you poor now."

As Jiang Ling'an said, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Jiang Zhi.Hearing the noise inside, Jiang Zhi's heart trembled.

"Now your life is difficult and your ability to be a father is limited. The ten taels of silver can be used for half a year. The filial piety period in Da Ning is not like the previous dynasty, which takes three years. After this year's filial piety period is over, if you still want to marry someone else, Dad will come forward to discuss with the elders of the Ye family. You must not commit suicide again. Dad is getting old, your mother passed away early, and your grandfather is still alive. You must not let us two old people see white-haired people giving black hair Human matters." Jiang Ling'an was extremely serious.

Jiang Zhi nodded heavily.

At this moment, her heart is extremely complicated.

She was reborn here, which also means that her biological parents were sent by a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi felt mixed feelings.

"Brother is still in Chuzhou?" Jiang Zhi asked again, this time she didn't act, but really integrated the original owner's feelings for her family.

Jiang Ling'an said: "Yes, Chuzhou is far away, probably haven't heard the news of Dalang's death yet."

Jiang Ling'an got angry when he mentioned that unworthy son.

If it wasn't for that kid who was obsessed with abacus since he was a child, and went to the business as a child, would he have turned his attention to Ye Dalang, and even lost his daughter's lifelong happiness?

Also, marrying someone else's girl not only confiscated his heart, but left the girl at home and went to Chuzhou to do business, causing him to be angry at home every day!
The daughter-in-law is too powerful, but his own daughter is good.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling'an felt even more fond of Jiang Zhi.

"Where's Brother Heng? I haven't seen him for a while." Jiang Ling'an asked again.

"Asleep, Dad, I made rice soup, let's use a bowl." After Jiang Zhi said, she went to the kitchen to see the cabbage porridge she cooked.

Jiang Ling'an glanced at the furnishings in the room, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I came here after eating. I'm not hungry now. Brother Heng is three years old. He will be four years old after the filial piety next year. Send it to my private school." , it's time to enlighten."

ah?Jiang Zhi was taken aback for a moment.

Only a three-year-old baby, so early to start chicken baby?
"Are you still in a daze? Dalang's talent is gratifying. Where can his son be? Besides, my daughter is also talented and intelligent, so my father believes that Brother Heng must also be an excellent seedling." Jiang Ling'an said, feeling again My own life is full of hope, and even more and more exciting.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Ye Xiaoheng was forced to sit on the small bench in his mind, with a pile of ancient books (“Commentary to the Thirteen Classics”) in front of him, and he had to memorize all these books from the text to the annotations, so pitiful.

Then Jiang Ling'an private school still had something to deal with, so he left without taking a sip of water.

Jiang Zhi went to look at the rice porridge again, a few sparse grains of rice were floating and sinking in the green soup.

Back in the main room, Jiang Zhi unpacked a few bundles.One of the cloth bags contained rice and flour, and Jiang Zhi couldn't help shouting in her heart: "It's raining when the east wind blows!"
The remaining paper packets contained brown sugar and some pastries, as well as a small packet of rice noodles and tempeh.

(End of this chapter)