Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 242
After the meal was over, Jing Yuan arranged for an attendant to tidy up a room for Guan Sifeng.

Zhang Xiaolan was afraid that he would not be able to resist the cold due to his old age, so she asked someone to burn charcoal in his room in advance.

Guan Sifeng lifted his foot into the room and caught the heat in the room.

"It's really bold and careful."

"Old man, I've prepared a hot bath for you. If you need it, you can call the baby boy anytime." The attendant who came out of the back room saluted him, then left the room and closed the door behind him.

Not to mention, it's really warm, much better than what he's been eating and sleeping in the open these days.

He put down his burden, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub.

Finally, I feel refreshed.

……

"I didn't expect Master Sifeng to be so old!"

She is sincerely moved.

"Shui said he was old, he just looked old."

Jing Yuan couldn't help being funny, it seems that the old man lied to his wife again.

"Not over 60?"

"More than 40."

"Ah? Are you sure?" Zhang Xiaolan was shocked.

"Then what?"

"It's also exhausting, accumulated over the years, and there was a year of drought, which turned gray overnight. It never recovered." Speaking of this, he was still anxious about the drought that year, and many people died.

The common people have always longed for the imperial court to open granaries and provide good porridge, but the imperial court did not have this trick at the beginning of that year.

It was still the officials who were different from each other, and finally sold all their belongings, and gave out porridge at the gate of the city for half a month, which was considered a sensation.

Also counting that time, Guan Sifeng turned gray.

Even though the family went bankrupt, not many lives were saved.

It was also that time that he resigned from office and returned to his hometown, and has never been heard from since.

I don't know how Xiaoshu found him.

Seeing Guan Sifeng himself today, he was really taken aback.

He is still a middle-aged man, but his face is at least 20 years old, so it is embarrassing.

"Then why don't you remind me, I still call him the old man."

I don't know if he will be angry or not.

Jing Yuan was taken aback, he didn't expect his wife to care about this, he smiled and comforted him: "Okay, don't worry, he won't mind, probably even he himself has forgotten how old he is!"

But no, Guan Sifeng, who was soaking in the bathtub, hadn't been out of the mountains for many years, and he almost forgot how old he was.

If it wasn't for this trip, he would have almost forgotten his actual age.

With the degradation of the snow cover, Yuzhou is full of vitality.

The Zhuangzi in the suburbs had just laid the foundation recently, and the old man Qin's family told the craftsmen to be careful not to step on the soil in the field.

I don't know why the master above spread the bare bones of corn cobs to the field in a full layer, and even the straw was also spread on it to cover it with a thick layer.

Her family didn't dare to ask any more questions, and let his family do whatever their superiors told them to do.

"Mom, look."

Celery happily uncovered a corner of the straw, revealing a sharp white object.

"It's still true."

"It seems that my daughter is really using everything she has."

I didn't expect that if I tried it casually, I could really grow mushrooms.

Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help being happy too.

Today I came to Zhuangzi to see how the new foundation was doing. I didn't know that my daughter asked Uncle Qin's family to try her method to plant corn cobs on this acre of land a few days ago, and it turned out to be really effective.

It seems that the snow that has just receded, the ground is too wet, it is not suitable for growing melons, fruits and vegetables, and it is not suitable for growing millet. On the contrary, the corn and oranges attached to the corn cobs are indeed suitable.

"We have to take advantage of this gap to plant it from house to house."

(End of this chapter)