Nongmen shrew: Farming with cubs is spoiled by rough men

As soon as the voice fell, a figure had already walked in.

When she looked at the visitor, the visitor had strode forward and embraced her in his arms.

"You all go down."

Fei Chengcheng said in a low voice, the maids who were originally in the bedroom retreated one by one, even Yingchun also walked out at this time.

It wasn't until there were only the two of them in the whole bedroom that Fei Chengcheng said softly: "My lady, until now, you are the only one who understands me best."

After saying this, he explained to Qin Zhiyi: "There are a lot of flying people left behind by the deposed emperor. Although some of them have left the palace, there are still too many people staying in the palace."

"If the American is easily forgiven, then other people will continue to test, which will delay my time and give others a bad lead."

It was exactly as she had guessed.

Qin Zhiyi nodded slightly, and nodded at him: "I know all about it."

After speaking, she gently placed her hand in his palm.

"My heart is always with you."

It was the hot midsummer at this time, and it was especially hot here in the capital. Qin Zhiyi wished he could drop all the ice cubes to cool himself down.

But she also knew that last summer and winter, the ice cubes stored were limited, and there were a lot of people in the palace, and ice cubes were consumables, so most of the clean ice cubes stored were used to make drinks.

However, because she is pregnant, although she can eat a little drink, she can't have too much.

Even fruit juice made with ice cubes should not be kept cold for too long, for fear of harming the fetus.

So after she ate a little bit, others made desserts and distributed them to the masters of other palaces, even ministers' wives, and some reliable court ladies and eunuchs.

This place is in full swing, and Bian City is also very lively.

This summer, Biancheng's cotton blooms are especially good.

The sun was shining in the sky, and the burst cotton was as white as snowflakes.

Almost the entire population of women is busy picking cotton.

They carried baskets on their backs and had towels wrapped around their heads. Although their faces were flushed red from the sun, their faces were still full of joy.

It has been more than two years since the empress left Biancheng.

When the empress left, she told them that the cotton should be planted well, and it will be of great use in the future.

Last year they ushered in a bumper harvest of cotton, and the empress sent a convoy to buy it, and also sent grain and other rare things.

This made the common people in Biancheng feel that even in Biancheng, they could still eat rare things from all over the world, and they could also enjoy things that everyone from all over the world played.

Especially in Biancheng, with the encouragement of the imperial court, many people have become businessmen and have taken the initiative to contract farmland to grow cotton.

Becoming a merchant who grows cotton requires people when planting cotton, and hires people when picking cotton.

This also brings an income to the people who have become.

After the cotton is picked, it must be placed outside to dry.

The sun-dried cotton has to be deseed. Besides cotton, raisins are also one of the specialties of Biancheng.

Yingying and Yin'er who stayed here sold all their belongings and contracted some cotton.

At this moment, the two of them also carried the baskets on their backs, and went to pick cotton in the cotton field by themselves.

Yin'er wiped the sweat from her forehead, looking at Yingying who was also stepping on the cotton, she was full of joy in her heart.

After she finished picking a load of cotton, she immediately took off the water bottle on her waist, walked to Yingying, and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve.

The sudden scene startled Yingying, she took a step back subconsciously, and when she saw that it was Yin'er, she forced herself to calm down.

Yin'er handed her the water bottle and said, "I'm sorry, I should have said hello to you just now, that's why I scared you. Sister Yingying, drink some water."

Yingying's skin is rosy and fair, and she looks even better.

She didn't say anything, but took the water naan and nodded silently, and when she was about to put the water to her lips, she asked again: "Why do you still have so much water?"

It was obvious that her water was already empty, but Yin'er's water seemed to be full.

Yin'er wiped her sweat with her sleeve and said with a smile: "It's not because I'm not too thirsty, you also know that I usually drink less water, so I don't drink much today, just drink it, it's fine."

Yingying pondered for a while, then took a small sip, her gaze fell on Yin'er's lips.

Yin'er's lips were already dry and cracked, and blood even flowed out.

This made her couldn't help approaching, and then raised her hand to gently caress her lips.

Yin'er looked down at her fingers, but frowned slightly because her hand touched her wound.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?"

"It's okay, it hurts a little."

After she finished speaking, she licked her lips and moistened her lips with saliva.

Yingying handed her the water bag again: "Drink the water quickly, your mouth is dry and bleeding. If you don't drink any more, you will really be thirsty."

"Well, then I'll drink it now."

She also picked up the water naan and looked at the spout of the water energy. She remembered that Yingying also used her water naan to drink water just now, and she felt a little sweet in her heart.

After taking a sip of cool water, Yin'er felt much better, so she waved her hand and said, "Sister Yingying, go there to rest first, you are weak, I can pick the rest, anyway, there are not many gone."

After finishing speaking, she will bring her pannier to her.

Yingying hurriedly refused: "No need, I can do it by myself, and the two of us did these tasks together, how can I be lazy just because I am weak."

She smiled, knowing that Yin'er was doing it for her own good, but the more Yin'er treated her so well, the more guilty she felt.

She understood Yin'er's thoughts, but she never responded to her.

Just as the two were at a stalemate, they saw a figure getting closer.

The man waved his hands at the two of them, and then shouted loudly: "Yingying, Yin'er!"

The two of them looked at the visitor together, the corners of Yingying's mouth raised slightly, and she was about to step forward, but Ying'er grabbed her wrist.

"Sister Yingying, have you forgotten the mean men in the past? Men are not good things, don't they hurt you enough? Don't trust them."

Hearing this, Yingying's originally raised lips also dropped slightly at this moment.

At this time, the man had already come in front of the two of them.

"You haven't finished picking your cotton yet? Let me pick it for you."

After the man finished speaking, he walked directly to Yingying, put the basket behind her on his back, and started picking cotton without saying a word.

Both Yingying and Yin'er watched the man pick cotton.

Yingying whispered: "Yin'er, I actually didn't think about anything else, I just thought it would be nice to have someone to help with the work, what do you think?"

"What's so good about it? We can work with our own hands and feet. Why do we have to rely on others?"

After she finished speaking, she picked up the cotton in the basket next to her, then walked aside, and poured all the cotton into a big sack.

Finally, with an empty pannier on his back, he continued to pick cotton.