pungent peasant girl

Chapter 175 Little Joy

Luo Ziyan inspected a few shops before returning home.

The panic and anger on Luo Ziming's face had disappeared, and he and Luo Zhenxun were discussing about farming tomorrow in a lively manner.

Seeing Luo Ziyan's figure, Meng Qianyan smiled and jumped in front of him, "Ziyan, you are really good. Just now the leader worker came back to find Ziming and said that he was willing to continue working."

"That's good."

"I just don't know, Ziyan, how did you tell Luo Ziqing, why, he won't fight against us."

Mentioning this, Luo Ziyan paused, "Maybe it's because he's not as bad as we thought."

"Hmph." Hearing Luo Ziyan's words, Luo Zhenxun snorted softly, "Ziyan, you have always done things properly and didn't let us worry about it. Why are you softening your heart when it comes to Luo Ziqing's matter? How many times have I said that he and you were not born to the same mother, his mother was a woman in a brothel. Because after giving birth to him, she died of illness, so the elder brother brought him back to raise him. Back then, it was because the elder sister-in-law was kind , stayed by my side and became my own son, what about now? This good son is repaying his kindness with revenge."

"Forget it, master, Ziyan is also thinking about the old relationship." Xue hurriedly comforted him.

Then he pulled Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan aside, "You two, we have all seen your ability to do things. But many times, you can't be soft-hearted. Think about what was in your heart when your sister-in-law raised Luo Ziqing It's delicious, it was born by a woman outside. Today, this child is so ruthless, if you want to speak good things about him, you have experienced the pain of sister-in-law. "

Hearing these words, Meng Qianyan's heart twitched.

As a woman, how could she not understand Wu Shi's mood.So he nodded quickly, "Yes, Second Aunt, we know, we won't mention it any more."

"That's all right, you are tired too, go take a rest, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the food is ready."

Xue Shi hurried away, Meng Qianyan took Luo Ziyan's arm and went back to their own room.

"Come on, you've worked hard too, let's have a cup of tea."

"Thank you ma'am." Luo Ziyan took a sip of tea, with some complicated emotions on his face.

Meng Qianyan looked at him, "Ziyan, do you have something on your mind?"

"I'm just surprised. When I saw Luo Ziqing, I felt that Luo Ziqing seemed to be very confused. He didn't even seem to know about Luo's poaching our corner."

Meng Qianyan thought for a while after hearing the sound, "Well, that's nothing unusual, maybe it's what Xu Jiaqiao meant, right?"

"Hmm... there is a possibility. Luo Ziqing was obviously not like this before, it was only after he married Xu Jiaqiao that he changed."

"Is it possible that Luo Ziqing has always been Xu Jiaqiao..." Meng Qianyan didn't finish.

Luo Ziyan understood what she meant, "Let's go and see."

The next day, it was time for the cotton field to be officially planted.

Early in the morning, Luo Ziming brought the Bailaigong people to the edge of the cotton field with farm tools on their shoulders.

He first poured three glasses of wine, toasted the land, and then officially announced the start of farming.

After his meaning was conveyed, the workers took up the farm tools in their hands, led the mules beside them, and went down to dig the soil.

The soil was turned over, the land became soft, and the air was full of fresh earthy breath.

Meng Qianyan was wearing the bamboo hat that ordinary peasants wear, smiling.

"Ziyan, this kind of field is also very interesting to look at. It will be a sense of accomplishment to see thousands of acres of cotton fields turn green."

Luo Ziyan smiled slightly, and looked out, "Don't say it, you are really right."

"Shall we turn the fields today?"

"Well, it will take at least three days to turn over a thousand acres, and then open ditches to irrigate with river water. After the irrigation is completed, fertilize and plant seeds."

Meng Qianyan was surprised, "So it's so troublesome."

"Trouble?" Luo Ziyan seemed to have caught something. He looked at Meng Qianyan, "Qianyan, didn't you grow up farming? You don't understand me."

"This..." Meng Qianyan was stunned for a moment, and explained: "I, our family only had one-third of an acre of land at that time, so I didn't think it was too difficult."

"That's true." Luo Ziyan frowned, and suddenly said: "Actually, Qian Yan, I always thought you were not a peasant girl at all."

"Nonsense, I'm not a peasant girl, could it be that I'm still Miss Qianjin..." Meng Qianyan's heart was pounding, yes, before she traveled through time, she was a shooter, and she had never done farming before.

Fortunately, Luo Ziyan didn't hold on to this problem, but said: "But I thought again, no matter what you are, I like you, and you like me, isn't that enough?"

"No, I think so too." Meng Qianyan raised his hands in agreement.

The luckiest thing for her to come to this world is to meet her parents who love her and Luo Ziyan who dotes on her.In her heart, no one or anything is more important to her than these people.

"Ziyan, I suddenly thought, when we are old, we should stop doing business and leave the business to the children. Then the two of us will build a thatched or bamboo hut, plant fields, hunt, and live in the clouds and wild cranes. It's not a bad day, isn't it?"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. When we get old, we will live like this."

Luo Ziyan saw in Meng Qianyan's eyes the deep yearning for the future and a little joy.

He secretly decided that in the future, she must let her live the life she wanted.

After a morning of hard work, a large area of ​​the cotton field has been turned over, and the workers and mules that were already in front of us have almost disappeared into the distance.

Luo Ziming trotted back to the field, "Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law, it's getting late, I have to ask someone to bring the food."

"Okay, don't worry, we'll look at it."

Meng Qianyan responded with a smile, and Luo Ziming ran away without a trace.

She looked around, there are rivers and woods here, last time, she also caught a pheasant here.

Thinking of this, she got a little excited, and leaned into Luo Ziyan's ear, "Ziyan, I want to eat the roast chicken you roasted for me last time."

Luo Ziyan smiled indulgently, "Okay, you go and fight, and I'll bake it for you when you come back."

Meng Qianyan happily rushed into the woods, and after a while, he came out with seven or eight pheasants flapping around.

"Hee hee, Ziyan, these pheasants are all fattened up. Just in time, you asked someone to roast them all, and we will distribute them to the workers."

"Alright, come here, tell Ziming to prepare some mixed wine from the farm."

There is wine, meat and food, and the fragrance wafts in the air by the fields.

The people who did the work could smell it from a distance, and none of them had the mood to work.

"Boss, is it time for dinner?"

"Yes, dinner is ready, everyone come over to eat!" Luo Ziming greeted with a loud voice.

Hundreds of people put down their farm tools one after another, ran to the river to wash their faces, and came to receive food.

Seeing people eating meat and drinking big mouthfuls, with satisfied smiles on their faces, Meng Qianyan felt as if a flower was blooming from the bottom of his heart.

It's a little joy floating there.

(End of this chapter)