Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Sui Sui still felt unsatisfied after drinking the juice, so he stretched out his fleshy little hand.

He went to touch the juice glass on the tray next to him, and when he picked it up with his little hand, he realized that the glass was already empty.

Jiang Xinyan was overjoyed to see her son's small appearance, and couldn't help smiling to tease him.

"Hehe... Does Sui Sui feel that he is so good that he can afford a glass of juice?"

Sui Sui rolled her eyes: I really felt that I was old and powerful just now, but it was nothing but joy.

Chu Lixuan was able to read minds, but now he was amused by Suisui and laughed, looking at the mother and child, his eyes were full of doting.

"Kangkang, Suisui, An'an, do you still want to drink juice, mother, can you squeeze it again?"

Kangkang blinked his big eyes and shook his head.

Chu Lixuan hugged his son and kissed him, and asked, "Does Suisui like to drink fruit juice?"

Sui Sui touched the cup with his small hand, and shook his head, if there was, he would drink it, if not, he would be full.

Chu Lixuan smiled: "What kind of fruit does An An like?"

"Yeah..." An An said immediately.

Jiang Xinyan covered her mouth and laughed so hard that these kids were so funny.

Chu Lixuan put them on the mat, and he went to get a towel to help them wipe their hands and mouth.

Then wipe their faces with a warm towel, and finally wipe their calves and feet with a warm towel.

He is meticulous in doing things and never sloppy. After he wiped the three babies, he hugged them and went back to sleep.

Sui Sui fell asleep shortly after laying down. Kangkang and Sui Sui lay on the bed, neither of them fell asleep.

The couple played with them for a while, and when the two children fell asleep, Chu Lixuan carried his wife back to the next room.

The end of the year is getting closer and closer, and the king of Beiyue brought a large crowd to Xuanyan Castle to congratulate him.

The prime minister stayed in charge of the government in North Vietnam, and they are now growing a large number of potatoes on the barren land.

It is still possible to solve the food and clothing of their North Vietnamese people. Even in the cold winter, they will not starve to death.

What's more, there are earth kangs that Jiang Xinyan taught them to make, as well as braziers and so on, which are extremely warm no matter it is day or night.

This year, the new king of North Vietnam did not engage in large-scale wars, but only subdued some other small ethnic groups on the grasslands.

The people of North Vietnam cheered happily, and they also admired a nation with strong military force, so they were very harmonious after being subdued.

When the people of North Vietnam learned that their king was going to Xuanyan Castle, they all raised their hands in agreement and sent each other off along the way.

The North Vietnam Dynasty also added several little princesses in the past two months, but the weather was cold, so the North Vietnam King didn't bring them out to show off.

"Wang, should we stop and rest for a day? Even if we don't hurry, we still have time."

"Don't stop, the widow wants to eat the hot food in the castle, and there is nothing wrong with hurrying."

"However, we have been rushing for a month! If we continue walking, I'm afraid you will be tired, and then there may be danger."

"It's okay, it's okay! The widow will treat it as a vacation. Besides, the widow brought thousands of elite soldiers to escort him this time, so nothing will happen."

"Well then, you have to take care of your dragon body."

It was getting late, and the earth was plunged into darkness.

In a valley, several horses galloped towards them, and immediately sat four men, all dressed in strong clothes, full of awe-inspiring aura.

Their speed is very fast, and they flicker like ghosts in the dark night.

Soon, they arrived in front of a small village.

The leading man got off his horse, walked into the small village, and said to the old man guarding the gate.

"Old man, my master is going to rest today, you arrange a room for my master, and prepare some food and water."

"Okay, no problem! Little brother, wait a moment." The old man agreed.

"Thanks."

The man clasped his fists in thanks, then turned his head to look behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Follow closely."

Immediately, he stepped up and walked inside.

These people are the king of North Vietnam, and with a few followers, they have crossed the border.

The big troops were still far behind, and he wanted to go to Xuanyan Castle to see his son-in-law early.

Three days later, Jiang Xinyan was rehearsing the program with the people in the castle, when she heard the report from the gate guard: "Mrs. Chu, a distinguished guest has arrived."

"Please come in and arrange for them to drink tea first, and we will rehearse the show before we go."

Song Daida got the order, turned around and left without asking any more questions. Jiang Xinyan liked his temperament.

The king of Beiyue learned that Jiang Xinyan was rehearsing the show, and he also wanted to watch it, but he hadn't had breakfast yet.

He drank two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, ate a small cage of steamed dumplings with shrimps, and ate eight-treasure pickles and rouge goose breast. He felt alive.

Song Daida took them to freshen up again, and then arranged for them to wait in the flower hall.

Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei were in charge of receiving the King of Beiyue, but they didn't know each other well so there was nothing to say.

Jiang Xinyan arrived at the front yard, walked through the long veranda, and walked through the hanging flower gate, and saw the king of Beiyue sitting on a gooseneck chair next to the fish pond and reading a book.

The long sleeves are winding on the ground, and the posture is stretched at will, not like being a guest at someone else's house, but as comfortable as being at home.

"I don't know that the King of Beiyue is here. I'm rude, I'm rude." Jiang Xinyan raised her foot into the pavilion and said with a slight salute.

The king of Beiyue put the book in his hand on the stone table in the pavilion at random, and saw Jiang Xinyan standing in front of him in a bright red brocade dress.

Her face is like snow, and her lips are as bright as vermilion, which makes her look beautiful and charming.

"Is someone disturbing Mrs. Chu, Master Chu is not in the castle?" the King of Beiyue asked casually.

"I'll be back in a few days, and there are still some things outside that he needs to deal with personally."

Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei also accompanied Jiang Xinyan. When meeting the king of another country, Prime Minister Jiang naturally asked sharp questions.

There was obviously no sharp dialogue between the two of them, but this round of probing confrontation has come to an end.

"This king is here mainly to congratulate Mrs. Chu on her precious son and daughter, so-and-so, are you lucky enough to meet them?"

While speaking, the North Vietnamese king had already walked out.

Jiang Xinyan stood at the same place and looked at the Beiyue King, with a soft light in her eyes: "Why don't you ask the children's names?"

"This king has known for a long time. This is my gift to the child. Madam Chu, please take it well."

"Thank you, but"

The Beiyue king didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he turned around and left with Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei.

Jiang Xinyan looked at the precious gift in her hand, so she could only accept it for the children, and the gift was given so forcefully.

The king of Beiyue saw three babies, and he, who had never held a baby before, wanted to hug them very much.

But when he saw the pink, tender and soft little meat ball in the old owner's hand, he was a little afraid to touch it.

Because this baby was so beautiful, he couldn't describe her beauty accurately for a while.