Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Zeng Yan has a sinister and cunning temperament, but he is also suspicious. When he thought about it, he realized that there was such a possibility.

He couldn't bear being played around like a fool, the Zeng family had to make a comeback, the whole Daqi, the great rivers and mountains, should belong to their Zeng family!

"Are you sleepwalking and still awake?"

Xiao Lingchuan raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and said with a venomous tongue, "You're not humane, assuming Daqi belongs to the Zeng family, there will be no successors!"

That being the case, why bother to plan everything, at most it can be fun for decades, and then make wedding dresses for others.

Inhumane? This is simply the greatest insult to Zeng Yan. Xiao Lingchuan directly stepped on his sore foot. Is he inhumane? It's just that he has no interest in stupid women who only know how to cry!

Not liking women and being inhumane are two different concepts.

"Manzi has a kind of golden snake wine. I don't know if you can use it well. Anyway, Lonicera is still thinking about giving you wine."

Speaking of honeysuckle, it was a little out of place, Xiao Lingchuan didn't care about it, he just bought more time.

Sure enough, Zeng Yan was provoked again, that idiot actually gave Qilin's eyes, such a precious ruby, to an outsider to take away! Thinking of this, he vomited three liters of blood again.

Here, Xiao Lingchuan was dealing with Zeng Yan, and Li Haitang had already entered Heishui Village in a carriage.

She was restless, her hands and feet were cold, and her hands were constantly sweating. Originally, she thought that she had to walk with her legs and get wet in the rain, but now, she was very satisfied with having a carriage to shelter her from the wind and rain.

I don't know how the savage husband is, but with his skills, he can't beat him, but he can always escape!

"Ma'am, you can warm your hands with this soup lady."

Mammy Yu's eyelids twitched, thinking in her heart that going to Shuiheishui Village might be a good choice.

Wu Fu was driving the carriage, her eyes looked like mosquito coils, it was dark and raining, she couldn't see the direction at all, she could only walk when she had the way, going around, and she was confused.

But she didn't dare to stop, in case that group of people caught up, they had almost no ability to resist.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward. When the sky was faintly bright, I finally saw a dilapidated small village.

Every household in the village has a thatched roof house, perhaps because of the rain, no one got up.

"Let's stop here, and we have to borrow a family's stove to cook something."

Fortunately, the carriage followed, and there was some food in the carriage, which was enough to get through the past few days, but the steamed buns it brought were cold and hard to swallow.

"Ma'am, you haven't closed your eyes all night, why don't you close your eyes for a while?"

Seeing Li Haitang's haggard face, Nanny Yu helped her take off her shoes, and added fur to the car seat to make it soft.

Li Haitang originally wanted to make a decision after inquiring about the news, but he fell asleep quickly with his head on the pillow.

When Li Haitang woke up, there was no one on the carriage. She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and vaguely remembered that she had left the savage husband and entered Heishui Village.

Under the carriage, there were voices of talking. Wu Fu was standing at the gate of the courtyard with a woman. She was carrying a small basket and sending him out.

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

Wu Fu smiled, she was lucky, she went around and went to a small village, some of the people living here were the people of the small town, including Father Yu's family.

The woman who came to the door just now is a servant of Father Yu's family.

In Heishui Village, there are many houses, some of which are vacant. There were people who lived there before, but after the person died, the house became vacant.

After Wufu inquired, she drove the carriage into a courtyard, and she only needed to use the stove.

I heard that there was an old man in his sixties who lived here before. He didn't suffer from any illness, and he was imprisoned and arrested back then.

The old man disappeared years ago, the body was thrown out, and the house was left vacant.

In Heishui Village, there are dozens of such people, large and small, gathered together. Father Yu's servants have only been here for a few days, so they don't know much about them.

"She just said that when the officials arrested people, they were relatively lenient, at least let them bring silver taels and edible things."

In Heishui Village, most of them are self-sufficient, and the land can grow crops, sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc., and all of them will be sent to the entrance at that time, and someone will come to buy them. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, there will be people who come to sell things shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper is also in Heishui Village, but it has something to do with the guards and soldiers. They spend money to advance goods, and then sell them to make money.

What Wufu doesn't understand is that freedom is gone, so what do you need money for?

"For life."

Silver is a good thing, even if you can't go out, but with silver, you can exchange medicine with the soldiers at the gate, you won't break the soup when you get sick, you can eat meat, and wear nice clothes.

There is a river in Heishui Village. Wu Fu ran errands and fetched water a few times, and happened to meet that woman.

"She thought we were thrown in too!"

Wu Fu took the opportunity to ask the woman about Father Yu, who would have matched up with someone in the small town just by asking casually.

"The woman has an impression of the Lord's family."

The woman said that Xiao Lingchuan looked more like a bandit than a bandit, he didn't like to talk, and was cold, Wu Fu didn't mention these trivial thoughts.

With the help of the woman, she found an empty yard and settled down temporarily.

The first few days caught up with the Chinese New Year, and it was rare to find peace in Heishui Village. They hadn't been here for a few days, and they were still newcomers, and they were still groping for everything.

Li Haitang rubbed his forehead, and wanted to inquire about the old blacksmith, but he definitely couldn't find Father Yu.

The three master and servant had a hasty meal, and Wu Fu even reduced the amount of food, and only ate two steamed buns. Although Li Haitang persuaded her to eat more, she refused no matter what.

After the meal, the three of them went out for a walk, and were pointed and pointed at by the people around them. Some people whispered that it was hard to say whether Li Haitang would give birth smoothly after being thrown in with such a big belly.

"Ma'am, those people are all looking at us, but no one comes up to speak."

Wufu observed that some people did have rashes on their faces, which was terrible. They covered half of their faces with cloth towels and sat in the yard to wash clothes.

The small village is very quiet, everyone is busy with their own business, quietly. After staying for a long time, it is estimated that the speech function will be lost.

"Ma'am, let Nanny Yu accompany you for a walk, I'll go back and look at things first."

Wu Fu didn't dare to take his eyes off the yard. There was food, silver, and some medicinal materials on the carriage, all of which were very valuable.

The woman warned her just now that she should be more careful here. Being trapped for a long time, these people don't care about other people's life or death at all. They live day by day, and robbery often happens.

The three masters and servants only have a few things, and the five blessings are hanging in the air, but they have to be careful about things, she can't trust anyone!

"That's right, you need to be more careful." Li Haitang agrees that when you enter Heishui Village, you can't think of people's good. She remembers what the village head of Qin Village said, that Heishui Village can turn people into ghosts.