After the crown princess was reborn, she was overwhelmed with farming!

Chapter 96 I Did a Good Deed (Third Watch)
Rong Xuan was still a little out of breath, unable to speak, he could only stare at her, his eyes were slightly red and cold.

Nalanjing saw the bloody tooth marks on his neck, and she was more than half awake in an instant. The oil lamp was lit in the room, and the blood marks were dazzling. She vaguely knew that she had done something good.

Nalanjing hurriedly leaned forward, blew on the blood-stained tooth marks, and explained: "Husband, does it hurt? I'm dreaming..."

Before she could finish speaking, Rong Xuan pulled her away again and pushed her inside, breathing even more fiercely.

Nalanjing looked at her ears that were flushed because of her blowing, and realized it belatedly, covered the quilt and didn't move.

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The end of the new year is getting closer, Nalanjing wants to stock up on some new year's goods, the college has been suspended, and Rong Yurongqian accompanies her to the market.

Rong Qian hesitated to speak several times.

Nalan Jing asked a little more, only to know that they would go back to Youzhou to worship their ancestors in November in previous years, and return to Beijing after the new year.

Occasionally, Rong Xuan couldn't leave because of his business, so he would return to Youzhou at another time, especially after their parents died in the line of duty, they would go back to Youzhou every year to worship them.

With a bag of rice on his back, Rong Qian sighed: "Brother had an accident this year, and our home in Shangjing was ransacked, so we have no face to go back..."

Rong Yu frowned silently, looking downcast.

"Sister-in-law, we are here, do you want to buy pork to make bacon?" Rong Qian looked at the pork stall in front of him and asked.

Nalanjing recovered from his thoughtful expression, and said, "Let's buy some food for the next two days first."

Although Rong Qian wondered why she didn't make bacon anymore, she didn't ask any further questions, and went to buy meat from the butcher.

Half a year ago, he was a son who didn't discriminate between grains, but now he can easily distinguish the meat of each part of the pig. The meat of the front legs is soft, the meat of the hind legs and the back are hard, the pork belly can be made into orange Dongpo meat, the ribs are the most delicious meat, and the bones The soup tastes rich and fragrant.

Rong Qian ordered six ribs, two large bones, ten catties of pork belly, and five catties of fat meat.

Rong Yu was surprised: "Why do you buy so much pork belly?"

Rong Qian chuckled: "I want my sister-in-law to cook orange Dongpo meat and make dumplings."

The three of them went around to buy some flour and vegetables, because it was winter, and the prices of vegetables and meat were high.

Back home, Nalanjing began to roll out the dough, and the whole family gathered together to make dumplings.

Although rolling the dough didn't require a lot of strength, it needed continuous kneading. A brazier was set up in the main room, and Nalanjing soon broke out in sweat.

Rong Xuan came back from practicing kung fu on the mountain, went in and changed into a new set of clothes, and came out, he naturally took the rolling pin from her hand and asked her to teach him how to roll it.

Nalanjing spoke briefly, and Rong Xuan took the rolling pin and rolled it to a good shape. When he was proficient, the dough flew up in his hands and was peeled into a thin piece of skin, which made several younger brothers dumbfounded.

Nalan Jing watched from the side, seeing that he really didn't intend to show off his skills, but did it instinctively, so he couldn't help being a little funny.

Rong Qian had an exaggerated expression on his face: "Brother, we won't be investigating cases anymore, we brothers can sell dumplings to support the whole family."

Rong Yu nodded approvingly: "Yes, big brother, firstly, investigating cases will not make you rich, secondly, it is very dangerous, and thirdly, it is easy to ransack your home, let's sell dumplings, big brother, with his skills and face, it will be difficult if he can't make money."

Rong Xuan's face darkened instantly.

Lin Xi was watching the play on the sidelines, with a bright smile on the corner of her lips.

The Eldest Princess was drinking tea at the side, and her usual cold expression was now tinged with a bit of uncontrollable laughter.

Nalanjing burst out laughing, worried that Rong Yu and Rong Qian would be beaten up, and hurriedly said: "Don't be silly, the dumpling wrappers are easy to dry, so wrap them up as soon as possible."

The whole family was dispatched, and the dumplings were made quickly. Nalanjing cooked some soup dumplings, fished some, made dipping sauce, and brought out a pot of bone soup, and lunch was ready.

Su Shiqin was picked up by the carriage sent by Su Shirong this morning.

Liu Yan also returned to the Liu family's ancestral house with Liu Landlord two days ago because of the close of the year.

Only the eldest princess and Lin Xi still lived at home. The two of them spent year after year in Qingyu Temple, and they didn't specially celebrate any New Year's Eve.

The whole family ate to their heart's content. After the meal, Rong Yu and Rong Qian consciously went to wash the dishes.

Narankin still wants to go to the field to have a look.

Dahu is an upright forest guard. Even in such a cold weather, he must go to the medicinal field every day to weed and check insects. He can go back with peace of mind only when he knows that all the medicinal seedlings are safe.

Nalanjing brought him two bottles of spirits, which were also brought back from Fucheng. He and Zhou Zhoulang each had a bottle, and Lizheng also brought a pack of tea leaves.

Dahu didn't dare to accept it, but when he heard that Zhou Zhoulang also had it, he couldn't refuse anymore, and took the wine to Zhou Zhoulang's family.

He took his own bottle of tea with his father back home.

When he came back, Nalanjing was inspecting the seedlings in the field. Seeing him coming back, he smiled and said, "Brother Big Tiger, our family is going back to our hometown to worship our ancestors. You need to take care of these seedlings."

Dahu is a rough guy, so he can't say too polite words, so he asked stupidly: "Where does Miss Rong want to go back to? Is it far? How long will it take to go back and forth?"

Nalanjing was really not sure, she smiled and shook her head: "I haven't been to my husband's hometown yet."

Dahu knew that she was the bride, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Nalan Jing gave him five liang of silver from his cuff.

Dug was so startled that he couldn't hold the hoe in his hand steadily.

Nalanjing felt that the simple-minded countryman was quite funny, so he restrained his laughter and said, "These five taels of silver are your wages for two months, one tael of silver is two hundred cash, and the remaining three taels of silver is eight hundred cash." Wen, this is your reward."

"In the past two months, you have helped me open up a lot of wasteland, weeding, catching insects and watering the fields every day. These are not the work of a forest guard, but you have done all of them. I should reward you with silver."

Dahu refused to accept the money, his face turned red and he said: "Weeding, catching insects and watering are not worth more than three taels of money, five taels of silver, and doing long-term work for Landlord Liu for a year is not so much."

Knowing that he was stubborn, Nalanjing simply threw the silver into the air, and seeing him catching it in a hurry, he curled his lips and said, "Work hard, and I will make you rich."

The silver in Dug's palm was a little hot, and then he grinned: "Okay!"

At night, Nalanjing's half-dried long hair was finally dry before climbing onto the bed.

Rong Xuan was reading by the bedside, and Zhao Fushun came back with a lot of books, he had almost finished flipping through them, and this one was the only one he borrowed from Rong Yu tonight.

Nalanjing climbed in from him and got close to him.

Rong Xuan pulled her away again, with a very calm expression on his face, and he clearly wrote a sentence: Don't get close.

Nalanjing muttered, hugged his neck, and leaned closer: "Husband, your ears are red again."

Rong Xuan endured so much that his veins throbbed violently, he put down the book in his hand, untied the person lightly, pushed him inside, and covered him with the quilt.

Nalanjing felt that he was a little naive and couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)