Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

In the third month of the lunar calendar, spring has just arrived in Beidi, the snow has melted, and the ground is full of water. Walking around outside, the ground is wet and muddy.

There was just a spring rain yesterday, and the grass sprouted on the ground in the morning, and the leaves sprouted new buds almost instantly, full of vitality.

When the weather was fine, Li Haitang hung all the quilts at home to dry under the eaves, beating them to make the cotton covers softer.

Next door, Ruan Pingzhi is teaching Xiaowazi.

He had long planned to open a private school, and it happened that many of the army's family members in the north of the city were in the north, and some of them were willing to let their sons study. Hearing that Ruan Pingzhi was from a famous family, he moved quickly and brought Shuxiu to the door.

Ruan Pingzhi is also idle when he is idle, sad all day long, so he simply finds something to do for himself, and opened a primary school next door, and now there are more than a dozen children.

From the morning to the end of the afternoon, the children go home to eat and take a nap, and then come back in the afternoon to continue the class.

"Pingzhi, come quickly!"

Xiao Lingchuan was in a state of desperation, when he saw some movement from Ruan Pingzhi, he hurriedly invited him in, he thought about it a few times before, but his own wife vetoed it.

Seeing Ruan Pingzhi now, he was as excited as seeing a savior.

"The lady is too picky, I haven't figured out the name of my bean bun yet."

Xiao Lingchuan unconsciously pushed the problem to Li Haitang, who was so angry that Li Haitang stared and jumped in the courtyard.

"Cousin, judge me."

Li Haitang really didn't expect that the couple, who never blush because of the bean buns, would fight because of this matter.

"What's the matter?"

Ruan Pingzhi was very strange, it was the first time he saw two people jumping around, especially Xiao Lingchuan, who was taciturn and asked him for help.

He followed the couple into the house, and sipped tea and snacks by the way. Those kids were really noisy, there were a hundred thousand reasons, especially him, who had no patience. In the past month, he had been tempered to the point of losing his temper.

In the past, he couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, but now when someone pointed at him and scolded him, he would move his eyelids, too lazy to say anything.

"It's because of the name of the bean bun."

Xiao Lingchuan told the truth, there was still business to be dealt with in Daying North of the city today, and he didn't even care about it. Two tables were set up at home, and the neighbors were invited to dinner.

"Cousin, my husband said I was picky, and I didn't even look at what name he gave!"

Li Haitang sat down, still feeling uneasy, and named the bean bag Batian, Xiao Batian.

Then when the son grows up, is he a bandit? Besides, it always reminds her of a traitor, treacherous and cunning.

"I said something else besides that."

Batian, what's wrong? Dominating the world, he wants his son to be invincible all over the world, is this too much?

Although the name is not very nice, but at least domineering, Xiao Lingchuan said so, his voice was still a little softer.

"Yes, there is also Wentian and Shitian."

Li Haitang didn't want to talk, she didn't time travel in fantasy novels, and she didn't hear that there were people cultivating immortals in this era.

In terms of pit boys, Xiao Lingchuan said that he is the second, and absolutely no one dares to say that he is the first. This name is worse than Goudan and Gouzi.

"It's... a little weird."

Ruan Pingzhi originally stood on the men's front and wanted to help Xiao Lingchuan with a few words, but when he heard the name, he twitched his face fiercely, he really couldn't lie against his conscience.

He was a little depressed about Doubao, thanks to Haitang who came to him, so far, it can still be saved.

"Don't be domineering, but be more peaceful."

Li Haitang feels that the name of the fifth son is very good, peaceful and has a good meaning.

As parents, they definitely have the desire to hope that their children will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes, but in the final analysis, what they hope for is peace and joy, nothing more.

However, these two characters are too common and obviously not suitable for use as a daimyo.

"The family tree of the Xiao family, the descendants carry a word for heaven."

You can also put the word Tian in the middle, but Xiao Lingchuan really couldn't think of it. I can't name it Xiao Tian, ​​I always feel that there is something missing.

"I'll show you the horoscope of your birthday."

Ruan Pingzhi himself dug out a booklet to record Dou Bao's birthday, then compared it with a dictionary, and finally chose a name with all five elements.

"Xiao Tianruo."

Big, which symbolizes a broad mind, just like a man's chest, not small, the name is simple and not complicated, but catchy and not vulgar.

"That's good. If there is a girl in the future, she must be called Mingyue. I have the sun and the moon in my heart."

Li Haitang felt that the name was not bad, so the problem that the couple had been struggling with for a year was solved so easily.

"Doubao, you will be called Tianruo from now on, and your first name is Xiao Tianruo."

Li Haitang wrote out his name and showed it to Doubao. As a result, Xiao Baozi didn't care about the name at all, so he yawned and fell asleep.

"Mr. Ruan, are you there?"

An old woman shouted at the door, she should be living nearby.

Although Ruan Pingzhi has a son, he is a plump, gentle-looking, polite-speaking monkey who was sent to study, but after a few days he has been taught to be more orderly, and his speech and actions are different from before.

Because he is good-looking, polite, and not as noble as a scholar, many aunts regard Ruan Pingzhi as the best husband-in-law for their daughters.

It doesn't matter if they were married before, anyway, they don't have a wife now.

have a son? This is even more unimportant, the baby's mother is no longer alive, and whoever is more friendly can get close to that person.

It's not easy to find a similar one these days, but after all things considered, Ruan Pingzhi has become a favorite.

"Oh my god, Mrs. Mo is here!"

Ruan Pingzhi looked for places to hide, but almost ran away, he was really afraid of Aunt Mo.

"Cousin, quickly let me hide."

As Ruan Pingzhi said, he wanted to find a place, but unfortunately he took a step too late and was caught by Mrs. Mo who came to the door.

Aunt Mo is not very old, just in her early forties, her husband is a general, and he is number one in the camp in the north of the city.

Because of fighting in the north all year round, Aunt Mo only had two children, and she was pregnant with a daughter only when she was in her twenties. Now that the girl has reached the age of getting married, it makes her anxious to get angry.

There are many young and promising generals in the camp in the north of the city, but they will die in the war. They are still here today, and their bones will not be there tomorrow.

Aunt Mo couldn't bear to let her daughter marry such a person. There would be no tomorrow. As a parent, she must have selfish intentions, so she wanted to find a scholar for her daughter.

"Hey, Mr. Ruan, you are here!"

Although Aunt Mo is illiterate, she respects scholars. She was holding a food box in her hand, and she was not polite, and greeted, "Our Xiaohe made some food for you." The people of Daqi have two meals a day, and there is no such thing as noon. One meal, but Ruan Pingzhi was tired from teaching, so he must eat something to replenish his strength at noon, and Mrs. Mo came to deliver food every three days.