Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 698 Unwavering Love (4)
After closing the account book, Han Chulan frowned. She didn't want to touch the money in the countryside. The hundreds of taels of silver were not worth a dime to Ye Qianze's training expenses for his soldiers.When I came back this time, the only thing I could take with me was food.

Although he hadn't visited the field yet, Huaiyun told him that the rice this season was growing very well due to the good weather, and it would definitely be a bumper harvest. One mu of field should be able to produce about four or five stones of rice.Last autumn's paddy fields, Yejia's several acres of rice fields, only produced about three stones of rice per mu, which was only managed by Han Chulan. Since this season can produce four or five stones of rice per mu, it is indeed a bumper harvest.Hundreds of acres of paddy fields can also produce thousands of shi of rice, but for the army, it is only enough for one day's army rations.

Fortunately, she ordered the shopkeepers of the rice shop to buy as much grain as possible, and now Shangguan Zi has grain stockpiled in the granaries of the rice shop all over the place.

It can't just be rice, but also beans, sweet potatoes, corn, etc. Anyway, she has to stock up what can be eaten and hoarded first.Sweet potatoes can’t be stored for a long time, worms will grow if they are stored for a long time, she told Huaiyun to wash the sweet potatoes after digging them, then cut them into slices, or grind them into sweet potato flour, and then dry them in the sun, so that they can be stored for a long time Some.In ancient times, there was no machine for making sweet potato flour. If it is done manually, it must be rough and more manpower will be wasted. Cutting sweet potato chips is much simpler.However, there will be a shortage of Jizi for drying sweet potatoes.

Thinking of this, Han Chulan decided to weave some skips before the rice harvest, just in case.

I yawned. I don't know if it was because of her pregnancy or other reasons. Han Chulan felt that she was more sleepy than usual. In the past, she still didn't feel sleepy at this time.

After blowing out the oil lamp, Han Chulan returned to the bed in the dark, and while crawling on the bed, she habitually copied the pillow that Ye Qianze had slept on, and hugged the pillow that Ye Qianze had slept on, so that she could fall asleep peacefully.

No more words for one night.

the next day.

Han Chulan no longer followed Huaiyun to deliver food to Jinyutang Restaurant, but asked Su Yan to follow.

Yang Tingxuan waited in the restaurant early in the morning and prepared exquisite tea and snacks.Han Chulan was pregnant, so he didn't drink tea, so he ordered someone to make sour plum soup for Han Chulan. He heard that pregnant women like sour taste very much.

"Son."

Muzi ran in from the backyard door, Yang Tingxuan thought that Han Chulan was coming, and stood up to greet him, Muzi hurriedly said: "Master, Miss Han didn't come, only Miss Huaiyun, and a tall one followed."

Han Chulan didn't come?
Did she avoid him after all?
Yang Tingxuan felt bitterness in his heart.

Hearing that there was a tall man accompanying Huaiyun, Yang Tingxuan couldn't help but walked out of the backyard, and looked at the carriage that Huaiyun usually drove from a distance. Now there was a young man sitting in the driver's seat. That man He had seen it before, it was Ouyang Yi's follower.

Huaiyun sat with the man.

For some reason, when Yang Tingxuan saw other men sitting beside Huai Yun, his heart was filled with sourness instead of astringency, and he felt that the man was particularly an eyesore.

The carriage arrived at the gate of the backyard of Jinyutang Restaurant and stopped.

Su Yan jumped off the horse first, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately turned around and thoughtfully helped Huai Yun get off the car. Huai Yun smiled and wanted to refuse, but he still insisted on helping her down.

Yang Tingxuan's eyes were full of needles, and he began to stab Su Yan and Huaiyun one by one.

"Mr. Yang." Huai Yun greeted with a smile as usual.Yang Tingxuan responded indifferently, Huaiyun felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood, thought it was because Han Chulan didn't come, and didn't care too much.Su Yan only lightly hugged Yang Tingxuan, as if he had seen him.

Yang Tingxuan ignored Su Yan's clasped fists.

Su Yan didn't care about his indifferent attitude.

While Huai Yun was calling for the guys to help move the baskets, Su Yan silently began to move the baskets.

Huaiyun kept saying that he didn't need his help, but he just gave Huaiyun a deep look, and continued to do what he thought he should do.

That deep look fell into Yang Tingxuan's eyes, and Yang Tingxuan's face turned colder, his eyes piercing, piercing Su Yan non-stop.Every time Su Yan moved a basket of vegetables, he took a deep look at Huai Yun.

Turning around, Yang Tingxuan went back to the backyard, sat down at the table, and poured himself a bowl of sour plum soup, while Muzi kindly reminded him: "My lord, it's sour plum soup, it's for Miss Han."

After glaring at Muzi, Yang Tingxuan responded angrily: "Why, can I not drink your son? Didn't Chu Lan come? Who else can drink this soup?" He drank the sour plum soup viciously. Come.

Muzi muttered in a low voice: "My lord never likes the taste of sour plum soup."

As if he didn't hear Muzi's muttering, Yang Tingxuan drank up a bowl of sour plum soup, the sour plum soup was sour, and his heart was also sour.

Seeing Su Yan following Huaiyun all the time, not even saying a word, but caring for Huaiyun, Yang Tingxuan couldn't sit down anymore, shook his sleeves, and left with a cold face.

Huaiyun called him, but he ignored him.

Looking at the back of him leaving coldly, Huai Yun secretly wondered in her heart, when did she offend him?
Could it be that his sister is back, and he doesn't even want to say a word to her?
After leaving the restaurant, Yang Tingxuan ordered Muzi to bring the horse, he got on the horse, and ran towards the gate of the city.While chasing after Muzi, he asked: "Young master, young master, wait a minute, where are you going, young master?"

Yang Tingxuan didn't answer.

He went to Zhangjiacun.

He saw Han Chulan.

As long as he saw Han Chulan, his mood would improve.

As he rode the horse and galloped all the way, Yang Tingxuan's mind would always flash Su Yan's thoughtfulness and deep gaze towards Huai Yun, and Huai Yun was also polite and polite to Su Yan.He knew that Huaiyun was also a pretty girl, and he couldn't see her beauty before. In the past six months, her body has grown rapidly, and her beauty has also grown. Huaiyun's beauty is placed in a small place like Qingshui County. , can be regarded as the first class.

When a man sees a beautiful woman, he will always like it.

It's just that Ouyang Yi has only been here for two days, and his entourage actually fell in love with Huai Yun, this action is too fast!

Huaiyun, Huaiyun...

Yang Tingxuan, who thought that seeing Han Chulan, would ignore the portrait of Huaiyun and Su Yan together, and that his mood would improve, after seeing Han Chulan, he found that his mood was only superficially good, but inside he was anxious.

Sitting under the newly built thatched hut, Yang Tingxuan, who was held by the bored Ouyang Yi to play chess, lost three games in a row in just one cup of tea, while they only played three games.

"Mr. Yang's chess skills... Forget it, I won't play anymore. I might as well play with a three-year-old kid." Send it to him and let him kill it.

(End of this chapter)