Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 747, the sky has changed
It's the Chinese New Year, and the whole Jianzhou is cold and cold. The weather finally changed, but it still doesn't rain.

This year, most of the people depended on the relief from the government, and no one thought about how to live a good year.

And this year, the least affected people are probably only the members of the Feng clan.

After harvesting a season of rice, and a season of various dryland crops, medicinal materials also made a small profit, plus the income from the pond and hunting, as well as road construction, selling dried seafood, etc., this year, the pockets of the Feng clan have been exhausted. puffed up.

At the end of the year, the priest Feng Qingluo talked for a quarter of an hour longer than usual when summing up.

In such a cold day, she wanted to make a quick decision, but when she enumerated several major events that the clansman had done this year, she felt that she couldn't count them in detail.

In previous years, we would have dinner together on the altar, light a bonfire and chat with everyone while eating.

This year it was as low-key as possible.

Surrounded by hungry people, Feng's family is already eye-catching, but at this time, the high-profile is probably not because of the New Year's Eve, and they don't want to have a peaceful life!

However, the New Year's Eve dinner is still rich, and it can be delicious behind closed doors.

Among them, the patriarch's family is the most lively.

This year, most of Qin Zhi's gang members are celebrating the New Year in Luoxia Village, even Wang Momo, Yixin and Huaxin are here.

If there is no accident, Feng Qingluo is planning to give birth in Luoxia Village, fearing that there will be insufficient manpower, so the three of them will also be transferred here.

At this time, the kitchen is bustling.

The chef of Eryun is dedicated to helping.

Yan Yi was chopping firewood in the yard.

He didn't expect that the number of people in the family would increase so much during the Chinese New Year, and he was in a hurry to chop more firewood on the last day.

At this time, although there is no saying that people cannot work from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the Lantern Festival, basically everyone does not work from the first day to the fifth and sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Although Yan Yi and the others were servants, Feng Qingluo also ordered them to rest, and they were only responsible for three meals a day.

At this time, Wang Momo was waiting beside Feng Qingluo, an important person.

After following her master to Jianzhou for so many years, this was the first time she felt the strong flavor of the New Year, and she couldn't help sighing, "It's still the princess who knows how to live!"

Feng Qingluo sounded amused, "Nurse, are you talking about how I'm going to live?"

"Princess, this is a firework! Although this old slave has only been in our Luoxia Village for three days, I can see that the people in this village are all honest and responsible, and they listen to your patriarch the most. Here Chinese New Year has a taste of the new year, unlike the previous years in the Wangfu, where every New Year is deserted!" Wang Momo shook her head as she recalled her days in Nan'an Wangfu. "That is, after the prince married the concubine, the palace changed! The palace used to be lifeless! The key point is that you don't know if there are spies around you poisoning you! We live in fear every day!"

Knowing that what she said was true, Feng Qingluo sighed.

"It wasn't easy for you before! But this is not my credit. It is your master who strives for himself! Without me, I believe he can change everything!"

Wang Momo is 40 years old, unmarried, and has no children. In her heart, Qin Zhi is both the master and her child.

She was very happy to hear that the child was praised, and she smiled from ear to ear.

"My lord is really up to date! I can feel the changes in Jianzhou in the past two years. Especially along the road from Nan'an City to Luoxia Village, the feeling is the most obvious. The straight roads have been built, and pieces of newly opened land have been opened up one after another. , even the river channel has been widened! It is foreseeable that when this drought passes, our Jianzhou will only be better!"

Feng Qingluo witnessed these changes with her own eyes, and also participated in the discussion and design, how could she not know?

At this time, Qin Zhi and the old Taoist came in from outside, followed by Han Yan and others.

"Daozhang, can you see it? Can it rain this time?" Feng Qingluo asked urgently.

The old Taoist priest replied, "Well, there must be a next rain. After all, the winter solstice does not fall, and New Year's Eve must be interesting. This is the usual practice. I just can't tell the size of the rain."

This day has changed for several days, and it is not so difficult to have a baby!
Everyone glanced at the dark clouds outside, afraid that they would disperse again!

The old Taoist continued: "There is a three-year drought, and I'm afraid it won't be much better next year! But it shouldn't be worse than this year. A drought like this year may only happen once in hundreds of years. Even if it happens No, it’s not on such a large scale.”

(End of this chapter)