Yongzheng and I refreshed the tablet together

Chapter 59 Potatoes
At this time, Honghui was already in his early one year old. He might not have seen his mother very much, so he didn't even know how to find her. When he saw the fourth master, he ran over to hug her and shouted, "Ama."

The coldness that unconsciously appeared on Fourth Master's face melted away in an instant. He knelt down, picked up his son and said in agreement: "Hey."

The nanny stepped forward and replied to the eldest brother's meal for the day. She explained clearly how many times he had eaten milk and what he had eaten.

When the fourth master heard that there was no problem, he signaled the nanny to step back. He got up and hugged Honghui and walked in front. Jiang Ying stood there for a while, and when he heard the fourth master said, "Why don't you follow?" he immediately trotted after him.

When he arrived at the house, Fourth Master checked the little guy's homework.

Although it was just the uncomplicated things in human life, Jiang Ying still sympathized with the little Honghui. He was forced by his father to start studying at such a young age.

It can only be said that when people nowadays roll up, there is nothing wrong with modern people.

During the interval between asking questions, Fourth Master glanced at Jiang Ying.

Honghui was a good talker, but what Jiang Ying didn't expect was that this little guy could answer the questions [-]% or less, and followed his Ama's questions with perfect accuracy.

Xiao Honghui was very happy to receive Ama's praise after reciting it. Only then did he look at Jiang Ying, and then took a piece of rice dumpling candy from his pocket and gave it to Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying knelt down and took it, saying, "Thank you, little brother."

Thinking that Si Fujin traveled through time, we don’t know whether it was the original Si Fujin who carried him or the person who traveled through the time. If the person who traveled through time didn’t regard him as his own, the little guy gradually realized that he longed for maternal love, and he didn’t know what would happen.

Fourth Master: Don’t worry, that time traveler is a person who knows how to make advances and retreats. She will definitely give Honghui the purest motherly love.

It's just that he doesn't want his eldest son to be better than a woman with only petty calculations.

The other party's calculation was so sophisticated that if he hadn't been able to hear her inner voice, he might not have been able to see through it in a short time.

Honghui pursed his lips and smiled, hiding next to Fourth Master's legs, but his little eyes would always fall on Jiang Ying from time to time. Jiang Ying thought maybe it was because he usually got along with either a nanny or a maid, and he was very fond of people like him. Just novelty.

With this in mind, Jiang Ying played with him for a long time. At first, she thought that Fourth Master would soon stop her from approaching Xiao Honghui, but she didn't expect that she later forgot about Fourth Master's existence.

Jiang Ying and Xiao Honghui were solving the nine-link puzzle together. Jiang Ying could not solve it faster than other children who should be wearing diapers. He turned his head inadvertently and saw Fourth Master still sitting at the table.

Disgraceful and thrown home.

Xiao Honghui also had small arms and legs, but he still stood up unsteadily after defeating Jiang Ying and put a note on her forehead.

The note was from Jiang Yingjiao's family.

Xiao Honghui squatted down, clapped his hands and giggled.

Jiang Ying quickly looked away when he met Fourth Master.

Fourth Master put down a post that Su Peisheng had just sent, walked over and sat down next to Jiang Ying on the bedside, and asked, "What are you playing at?"

Xiao Honghui: "Amma, stick a note."

It's hard for him to pronounce these three words so clearly.

The fourth master glanced at Jiang Ying and couldn't help laughing. He nudged Jiang Ying to sit inside. Then he took off his boots and sat across from Jiang Ying. He said to his son, "Honghui, I'll let you play together, Ama."

Xiao Honghui's limp body was next to Jiang Ying and said, "Amma, I'll help Jiang E's mother."

After finishing, he added: "She can't."

Xiao Honghui was very worried that Jiang Eniang would not want to play with him because of too many notes.

The Fourth Master pinched his son's chubby cheeks and agreed to the little guy's request.

After all, the little guy was not as good as his Ama, and he quickly lost the battle on a relatively difficult nine-link puzzle. Jiang Ying and he each mentioned a small note.

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If Jiang Ying hadn't escaped quickly, a small note would have been stuck on his face. He held on to the door frame and entered his room. Keqi, who was placing vases on the table, hurried over to greet him: "Master, what are you doing? Already?"

Jiang Ying: The Fourth Master is not a good person. It is not enough to bully a weak girl and a little Douding who is just over one year old. The baby-level nine-ring chain that Xiao Honghui played is no longer available. He actually asked someone to bring four more Played by five-year-olds.

Even if Jiang Ying was slapped with notes, he still had to be laughed at by the fourth master at the level of a baby.

"Quickly, pour me a glass of water." Jiang Ying sat down on the table and drank a full glass of water to regain his composure. Suddenly, he remembered the most important thing that happened today: the time traveler Fujin.

"Another little pudding," she said, "to calm my nerves."

Ke Qi was confused, but he still obediently took a small pudding from the mini refrigerator.

After eating the cold pudding, Jiang Ying finally calmed down. It was okay, okay. After she traveled through time, she had no "inventions" due to lack of conditions.

"Ke Qi, please remind me, if people outside this little pudding know about it, don't say that I did it."

After saying that, Jiang Ying found it boring again. Could it be that she could keep one eye open all the time to prevent the time traveler Fujin from recognizing her identity?

This matter is that to strike iron, you need to be strong yourself.

Jiang Ying decided to watch the science and technology column tonight. It would be best if he could learn one or two iron smelting or farming techniques that had not yet been discovered at this stage, and then meet his father in the future.

As long as Dad can do a good job as an official and he has registered with the emperor, the time traveler Fujin can't do anything if he finds out about her.

Moreover, even if the other party doesn't know that she is also a time traveler, it seems that he has no intention of letting her go.

"What to eat?"

Just as she was thinking, the fourth master who wanted to coax her son to slow down came in, bringing with him a gust of cold autumn wind. Jiang Ying only had two small bites of pudding left in her hand. She looked at what she had in her hand and said to Keqi: " Get one for me."

The Fourth Master was so funny that he looked at the little pudding from front to back and asked, "What kind of strange food is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Jiang Ying had been thinking about it for a long time. Hearing this, he said, "This is the way I figured out how to eat it when I was at home. I can't make it on the table, so I'll try it in private. Don't tell others and make people laugh."

Fourth Master: I’m impressed by you, you said it so well.

He smiled and said: "Naturally."

Then he took a bite, and when all the milky ice cubes melted on the tip of his tongue, he nodded and said, "It's good to eat like this."

"I like it, I will make two more flavors tomorrow." Jiang Ying said.

Fourth Master looked at her and said with a smile, "Okay."

The moon was thin at night, so Fourth Master went to his study in the front yard and worked for an hour. Jiang Ying, who had dozed off while watching the technology column, welcomed Fourth Master, who felt a chill all over him.

Just as she was about to stand up, Fourth Master gently pressed her shoulders. She could feel that although there was a cool air on his body, his palms were full of warmth. Jiang Ying saw the shape of his chin and felt a move in his heart.

The Fourth Master lowered his head and met the woman's eyes, pretending not to be afraid but still feeling a little uneasy.

Her arms were soft and wrapped around the back of his neck, so warm that one couldn't help but feel soft.

The fourth master knew the fear and worry in her heart, so he didn't want to take advantage of others at this time. He patted her hand and said with a tenderness that he could hardly detect: "Go in a little bit. I will sleep outside tonight."

Jiang Ying retracted his hand, the implication being so obvious, he didn't even want it, so he couldn't make a move.

In fact, now that we have reached this point, can we still avoid having children?A modern woman might face a miserable old age if she doesn't have children, let alone her now.

Jiang Ying moved inside and lay down on her back. She turned her head and looked at the fourth master. The fourth master was also looking at her and said, "I have to take care of my health these days. We can talk about the couple's affairs later."

The fourth master didn't mind having a child of their own with Jiang Ying, but she was like a little rabbit who had just arrived in a strange cave, and it was best to just let nature take its course.

Jiang Ying was relieved, but at the same time he was worried. After all, it was easy to just stick out his head and cut him with a knife.

The Fourth Master pinched his eyebrows, the little girl was really difficult to take care of.

"...The most suitable season for planting potatoes is in late autumn. The crop land after the autumn harvest needs to be intensively cultivated at least once. If you want the output to exceed [-] kilograms next year, it is best to plow in a wave of base fertilizer..."

In the leisurely and joyful background music, a rich and gentle voice talked about farming that can make potatoes more productive, and the fourth master only listened to two short sentences and was already immersed in it.

After watching it for more than ten minutes, he felt hot in his heart. If such high-yielding crops could be brought to the Qing Dynasty, would it mean that more people would be able to survive the difficult winter every year.

(End of this chapter)