Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Lan Yi twitched the corners of her mouth and glanced at her young lady. Finally, she couldn't hold back and interrupted Li Haitang's muttering, "Ahem, our young lady doesn't know how to embroider, and she can't handle calligraphy and painting..."

None of them are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially in chess, it can definitely be seen that she is the master's own daughter, and her level is the same.

"Just pretend I didn't say it."

Li Haitang's face was dark, no wonder he couldn't get married, and it was not without reason. She rubbed the center of her eyebrows and said nothing.

"Haitang, there is a place that has the most authentic Yangchun noodles!"

Zhang Ruyi didn't care at all, and it wasn't Zeng Yan's fault for her, she was just figuring things out, and the Zeng family was the most suitable one.

But food is the most important thing for the people. What is more important than food? As for Mrs. Zeng's birthday gift, to hell!

The style of painting changed so fast that Li Haitang couldn't accept it, but who she is, as a doctor, she still has the most basic adaptability.

Yangchun noodles are delicious. Li Haitang's brain checked and caught the key words.

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense, it's really delicious."

When it comes to food, Zhang Ruyi talks more, regardless of the blue clothes covering her face, she is elated, "Yangchun noodles are clear soup with little water, it looks ordinary, but when it is cooked, it is comparable to delicacies from mountains and seas!"

There is only this one in Lucheng, and it is still at a small stall outside. The stall owner and his wife improved the Yangchun Noodles by adding bean sprouts and minced meat.

The noodles are firm and soft. Once the milky white soup comes out of the pot, the aroma can be smelled all over the street.

"That street was renamed Yangchun Street, and everyone in Lucheng knows it."

I heard that Li Haitang had just arrived, and Zhang Ruyi was busy popularizing science. The husband and wife are diligent, selling noodles for a few hours every day, and go home when they are sold out.

Usually, the two of them leave the stall after noon and close the stall before sunset. She couldn't move freely before, so she sent the little maid out to buy.

"After eating it in my mouth, the noodles have absorbed the thick soup, and they are not so strong."

If you want to eat, you still have to go to the stall in person. There are so many delicious foods in Lucheng, but Zhang Ruyi only likes Yangchun noodles.

"It's the corner up ahead."

Guessing that it was almost time, Lan Yi opened the window and took a look, then quickly took out a large package, which contained two jackets that had been washed white.

Zhang Ruyi didn't dislike her either, and quickly changed her clothes. Once she dressed up, she became the daughter of a small family without any extravagance.

The three of them got out of the carriage, Li Haitang rubbed his hands, moved faster than the master and servant, and sat down, grabbing a seat out of the wind.

The aunt next to her took a step back and glared at Li Haitang several times.

When it comes to grabbing a seat, whoever grabs it will get it. In the past, the subway and bus were a little slower and less embarrassing, and the seat was someone else's.

Facing the aunt's stare, Li Haitang remained indifferent and ignored it at all.

"Haitang, you're really good."

Zhang Ruyi gave her a thumbs up. Li Haitang was the first one to convince her so far.

"I'm afraid of getting wind in my stomach when I eat over there."

During the conversation, three bowls of steaming Yangchun noodles were served, and the blue clothes gave the coachman some silver coins, telling him to go to the carriage and horse dealer for a rest. Come pick me up in an hour.

Behind Yangchun Street is a well-known antique street in Lucheng, which sells everything, real and fake, making it difficult for people to tell the difference, it all depends on their eyesight.

Businessmen often go to the antique street to buy goods, and Zhang Ruyi plans to try her luck after dinner.

After taking a sip, Li Haitang lowered his chopsticks faster. There is no better time to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup when it is cold.

As expected of the magistrate's daughter, she really has knowledge. The Yangchun noodles she introduced tasted really good. She thought that she would bring the Chen family to eat in a few days.

"Haitang, why are you sighing?"

Zhang Ruyi often ate, and did not gobble it up. She kept observing Li Haitang, and when she saw that he started to sigh after taking a few mouthfuls, she was concerned.

"Yeah, next month there will be Laba Festival and Xiaonian, after that it will be Chinese New Year, and my husband hasn't come back yet."

She and the Chen family are the only ones in the family, and seeing people love each other, she is only lonely.

It's good to know Lixia and Zhang Ruyi, she has something to do, and there is someone who can talk with her.

However, even so, she always felt that she was incompatible with Daqi natives and had a different way of thinking.

Although Li Haitang has tried to change herself, she is a woman of the new era after all, and the three views have already been formed, and she is powerless to complain about the low status of women in Daqi.

"So this is ah."

Zhang Ruyi had never met Xiao Lingchuan before, so she thought that Li Haitang's husband must be a scholar, gentle and handsome, the kind of two people who are talented and beautiful, and who have the same eyebrows.

She wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't find an excuse. I have grown up for sixteen years, and I haven't gotten married yet. Zhang Ruyi doesn't have a deep understanding of the relationship between husband and wife.

Anyway, if a man has a little money, he will have a lot of money. The coachman in the mansion, with money, still wants to go to the flower house to have fun and stimulate it.

Living together to grow old together only exists in the Northern Land of Great Qi.

"Could it be that the people in Kyoto and the south are more..."

Li Haitang has never been to the south, the only travel notes, the author is a foodie, never mentioning girls and beauty.

"Men are the same."

Zhang Ruyi is not very old, but she has seen through the world of mortals. She teased, "Because only the north has snow, and when it snows heavily, the husband and wife go out together for a walk, and they will not grow old forever!"

The hair and eyebrows are all white, and in an instant, the world will never end.

"puff…"

Li Haitang laughed out loud, and found that Zhang Ruyi was a bit interesting, and with training, she could be a joker.

"It's insulting to the gentleman, I don't know what it means!"

There was a scholar sitting next to him. Looking at his clothes, he was a student of Lushan Academy. When he heard Zhang Ruyi's words, his face turned ashen.

What men are all playboys, what excuses? He concentrates on studying, there is a golden house in the book, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is no need for beauty at all.

Uneducated, it's terrible! I thought in my heart not to argue with the illiterate woman, but I couldn't get over this hurdle in my heart.

"Hey, it has something to do with you! Mind your own business!"

Zhang Ruyi was in high spirits, when someone interrupted her, she immediately turned cold. The eldest lady's temper came up, and she was about to quarrel with the scholar, "Eavesdropping on other people's conversation, acting like a villain!"

"Lu..."

The scholar was so anxious that he was about to argue, not because he wanted to hear it, but because the two of them were sitting back to back, the voice was not low, and he hadn't blamed her for dirtying his ears yet!

The scholar surnamed Lu was so angry that he waved his hands again and again, "It's hard to raise a woman and a villain!"

"You're not my husband, and I didn't let you raise her either!"

Zhang Ruyi stood up, condescending, looked sideways at Lu Shusheng, and opened his mouth to make him speechless, not knowing how to refute.

"That's right, this girl is right, men are not greedy for sex!" The aunt who had previously competed with Li Haitang for a seat joined in to support Zhang Ruyi. That dead old man in her family is almost dying, with a silver gun and a wax head, he's fine and always teases the little widow next door!