At the beginning of the mass grave, I took the villain to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 12

Han Mingyuan looked at her and said seriously: "Are you going to hide your name? Have you never thought about revenge?"

Chang Ning became vigilant: "Are you testing me? What, you want to kill me for your sweetheart?"

Han Mingyuan thought of Ye Qinran, and even recalled the sword that the other party cut directly at the heart with resolute coldness.

The infatuation seemed to be completely shattered with her sword, and there was no trace of affection left.

Now that he was reborn, Han Mingyuan actually felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

Whether it was the desire for Ye Qinran or the deep obsession with the imperial power, it seems that it has become unimportant.

He looked up at Chang Ning, and felt that he was quite comfortable in such rough clothes.

He said with a relieved smile: "You saved me, how could I kill you, I always have a clear sense of grievances and grievances."

"That's good, when you are well, go and pay back the favors owed to the villagers, and then leave!"

Han Mingyuan couldn't help twitching his lips when he thought of Chang Ning's promises of "becoming a cow and a horse" and "retirement for retirement".

"You really don't want revenge?" Han Mingyuan asked unwillingly.

Chang Ning rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "No, you can rest assured, as long as your sweetheart doesn't come to provoke me, I will definitely live in this remote village until the day I die."

Did the previous grievances have anything to do with Chang Ning?What kind of revenge did she take?

Han Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, but did not speak again.

Chang Ning didn't care what he was thinking, as long as he didn't harm himself, he picked up the bamboo basket that was drunk until there was only medicine residue left, and left the room.

Counting the time, it was time to make lunch. Chang Ning steamed the rice first, and then carried the ground vegetables picked up in the morning to the stream to wash off the mud and sand.

The ground vegetables are really difficult to wash. If you don't rub them one by one in the crevices of the folds, there will still be sand and gravel after washing them several times.

When she came back from washing, the rice steamed on the stove was almost ready.

She set fire to fry the ground vegetables, and extravagantly fried an extra green vegetable.

She brought the fried dishes into the house, then filled a bowl of rice, divided half of each dish into the bowl, and then served it to Han Mingyuan.

Chang Ning originally thought that a person as rich and precious as Han Mingyuan would not be able to eat such a simple meal, but he didn't expect that he didn't feel disgusted at all, and he ate cleanly after picking up the bowl.

Probably because he was worried about tearing his wound, Han Mingyuan ate very slowly, chewing mouthfuls, but it was not feminine, and it was a bit pleasing to watch.

Han Mingyuan saw her watching him secretly from time to time, and couldn't help asking: "Why, do you think I will lose my temper and clamor for delicacies?"

Chang Ning moved his eyes away, bit his chopsticks and didn't answer, but that expression said everything.

Han Mingyuan smiled and said: "In the early years in the military camp, I have suffered all kinds of hardships, so what is this?"

There are clean rice porridge and two kinds of side dishes. Compared with drinking horse blood and eating carrion, I don’t know how much happier I am.

Han Mingyuan squinted his eyes, playing with taste: "Speaking of which, your current behavior surprises me even more."

Ye Qingli used to be the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, and she was born with a golden branch and a jade leaf. Except for emotional frustration, she has never suffered in her life.

But looking at Chang Ning now, not only does he not have the slightest coquettish air, but he even enjoys the life of a farm family very much. This is the most unreasonable phenomenon.

Chang Ning buried his head in the conversation, and didn't answer Han Mingyuan's words.

She can't say that this world is actually a book, she is reborn from the real world!
Han Mingyuan suspected that she had hysteria.

Seeing that Chang Ning didn't speak, Han Mingyuan didn't ask any more questions. If a person undergoes earth-shaking changes, he must have experienced unimaginable suffering. This kind of behavior of exposing scars, he would not use it on a woman.

After finishing the meal, Chang Ning washed the dishes, rolled up his trousers and cuffs, and tied his hair neatly behind his head.

"You have a good rest first, I'm going out to open up wasteland."

Chang Ning said something to Han Mingyuan, then he took a hoe and a sickle and left the house.

Aristocratic ladies pay attention to appearance since childhood, and their behavior must be dignified and decent, but for rural farmers, there are no such rules and regulations.

It is very common for women to wear bare feet or pull up cuffs when doing farm work, and they will not be accused of being "shameless".

Therefore, all the rules are based on the premise of having enough food.

For ordinary people who have eaten their last meal but never finished their meal, who would care whether the girl of which family showed her ankles or her wrists.

Chang Ning is also well aware of this, so he has no scruples, so he can do it as easily as possible.

But she seemed to have overlooked a very serious problem, so when she had been cut by weeds on the wasteland with red marks all over her legs and her legs were full of mosquito bites before she officially started working, she immediately put it down. The trouser legs and sleeves wrap themselves tightly.

This is simply "death before leaving the teacher"!
After she adjusted her condition again and solemnly held a swearing-in ceremony in front of the wasteland, she regained her courage and began to challenge.

She first mowed the grass from the nearest place with a sickle. She needed to cut off the weeds all over the ground, and then used a hoe to dig out the grass roots buried in the soil, and then plowed the land.

Chang Ning didn't expect to be able to open up a large area in one day today. Farming also needs to be done step by step. She plans to plan a land of [-] square meters. Creating a neat grid is her ultimate goal.

It took Chang Ning an hour to clean up the weeds in a field, and then he waved his hoe to dig the grass roots without rest.

Thanks to the resurrection armor that improved her physique, if it was Ye Qingli's original body, she would have collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

It was not until all the grass roots were pulled out that Chang Ning sat down on the ridge of the field to drink water and rest.

She half-lyed on the haystack that she had cut, smelling the fresh breath of the grass under her body, and feeling the wind blowing from the fields. The refreshing feeling made people feel as if they were floating in the clouds.

It is indeed hard work to open up wasteland and farm, but compared to her healed heart, even this hard work becomes insignificant.

Chang Ning had had enough rest, and just wanted to get up and continue working when she subconsciously felt a sneaky look on her.

As a newcomer, it was not surprising that someone was curious about her. Chang Ning looked over calmly, but saw a small head sticking out from behind a tree not far away, staring at her fiercely.

"Little brother, are you looking for me?" Chang Ning asked with a smile, trying to look gentle and kind.

The child had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life, so he blushed subconsciously, and said timidly, "Sister, are you new to the village?"

"Yes, it's me. Do you have anything to do with me?"

The little brother clasped his fingers shyly, and his little face was almost wrinkled together, "Sister, do you want more grass?"

Chang Ning looked down at his haystack that was about to collapse, and at the two big oxen behind the child, and understood what the child was thinking.

(End of this chapter)