Higher Level Wife

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"Isn't there so many? The flower pots are not used up, so I just dig a few more." Jin Fengju looked at the six or seven flower pots below. He never did any of these tasks, but suddenly he was a little addicted. Suddenly, the two brothers and sisters said anxiously: "No, no need to go, father, the rest... well, just keep the rest, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon."

Jin Fengju didn't understand this, and didn't know how the digging of flowers and plants had something to do with the Dragon Boat Festival. However, the movement in his hand stopped. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw that the two children had already planted the mint, soho, vanilla and other things that they dug out, and watered them skillfully. Obviously, he often does this kind of thing. , I couldn't help but feel sad.

Although the status of peasants in this era is higher than that of industry and commerce, it is still very low compared to the nobles. Jinfengju is a noble among the nobles. Can you bear his own children to do this? After all, his impression of these two children has completely changed now.

"You are proficient in doing it. \\; You can read the novel in August 1 Chinese~" He coughed slightly and said sadly, but he saw that the two children didn't hear the pity in his tone at all, and he said happily. "Yeah, daddy, we often make these. This yard is nothing. You didn’t go to the backyard. You planted soybeans, millet, rice, and sticky rice. By the way, there are corn and sweet potatoes. We planted them last year. I didn’t eat any of the sticky rice, so I saved it for some time to make rice dumplings. Those were the ones we helped my mother to plant and weed.” While talking, the two brothers and sisters straightened their chests, waiting for daddy to praise them. .

Jin Fengju looked at the proud expressions on the faces of the two children. He didn't know what to say. It took a long time before he coughed and said in a deep voice, "Well, Feng'er and sister are really capable, but you are not allowed to do this kind of thing in the future. As you grow up day by day, you should work **** books and female celebrities. Don’t worry, you have a dad in life. You don’t have to worry about it in the future." After he finished speaking, he wanted to have a good talk with Fu Qiuning. , Never let these two good boys do those sordid jobs.

Helping the two children to move the flower pots to the room and arrange them, I saw that Jin Ming had already walked out of the kitchen and said that all the things were left to grandma. Jin Fengju said indifferently: "You invite grandma to the backyard, I have something to tell her. "

Seeing the master's face indifferent, Jin Ming couldn't help but stunned and went out quickly. Here, Jin Fengju sent the two children into the study, and walked from the back door to the backyard. I saw several crops planted in the large open space in front of me, as well as apricot trees, pear trees and jujube trees interspersed with them. The breeze blew across the green leaves like waves passing by, and it was indeed full of vitality. \\\\;You can go to August 1 Chinese when you read novels~

With soft footsteps sounded behind him, Jin Feng raised his head and saw Fu Qiuning walking slowly. He couldn't help but add a touch of pity and compassion in his heart when he saw Fu Qiuning walking slowly. However, because of her father's political struggle needs, she was taken as a victim. What's more sad is that in her residence, she is destined to have no future.

"I have suffered for you these years." He said lightly, with a bit of sincerity in his tone, which is already very rare.

"The little Hou master can tolerate his concubine's life in the Hou Mansion. The concubine body is already grateful and doesn't feel any bitter." Fu Qiuning gently bowed his bow, his face was calm, but his heart was as fierce as a drum. Jumping up, secretly asked Jin Fengju, this **** is still going to divorce his wife?

Jin Fengju glanced at her, then suddenly smiled, turned his head to look at the greenery in front of him, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, Feng'er and Jiao'er can have today because of your careful teaching, so I won't give up. You, I just hope you don't have any other thoughts."

This **** really had a pair of eyes, he glanced at it, and he knew that I was worried in my heart. For the first time, Fu Qiuning had a feeling of admiration for Jin Fengju, and he couldn't underestimate him in the future. While hanging down: "The concubine's body and mind are like still water. Although Xiao Hou can rest assured, he is grateful to save his life, and he will never be wishful thinking and cause trouble to Xiao Hou."

Jin Fengju seemed very satisfied with her attitude, and she didn't know that Fu Qiuning was also excited at this time.

Women in this era regard their husbands as heaven. Once they become abandoned wives, they feel that life is irrelevant. However, she is a ray of soul from the future. In that era, what is a man? As long as he can eat, wear, warm and sleep well, a man is a dispensable chicken rib. At least for Fu Qiuning, a man is such a definition.

What's the matter with this woman's face desperately concealing joy? Inadvertently glancing at the corner of Fu Qiuning’s smiling mouth, Jin Feng raised his brows and frowned, but this was not among his concerns. Looking at the greenery, he said lightly: "You have spent all these years. It’s hard work, relying on a few women and children to plant so many things, it’s really not easy. But I shouldn’t need to plant them in the future. I thought I would let you go back to live in the backyard after the Dragon Boat Festival. For example, you don’t have to worry about it. Feng'er and Jiao'er are also my children. These tasks shouldn't be the hands of them."

Of course, Fu Qiuning disagreed with these remarks, but she also knew that this was the thinking of the ancient people. Just Yingying Yifu said: "These years are indeed forced by life. I have planted these fields, as well as the flowers and trees in the front yard. However, I didn't dare to let the children really do this. I just picked the easier ones and let them Learn and learn first. It is often said that the children of wealthy people can’t carry their shoulders with their hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For concubine to be frank, there is no benefit. It would be better to know something. If the two children are promising in the future, don’t use it. Naturally it is better to do these tasks. But if you can’t get ahead, there is always a close-by. Because of this consideration, let them do it with us. Otherwise, it’s just a few acres of land. The three of us can do it too. ."

Jin Fengju finally felt relieved and nodded: "What you said was correct. I neglected them at that time. If you can think about it like this, it can be seen that you are sincerely planning to consider them. I would like to thank you here."

One sentence made Fu Qiuning's eyes widened in surprise, but immediately realized that she was out of shape, so she hurriedly lowered her head, and said in her heart: This little Hou master is not a bastard, he can still say this to a cold wife. Well, in this era, it's impossible to be such a man again, right? But if he is good, why did he act worse than dregs before?

Jin Fengju didn’t know the doubts in her heart. Seeing that the corn had all its ears out, she felt cute. He smiled and walked into the house. He said leisurely: “It’s your painstaking effort. When you go to the backyard, you will also send someone. After taking care of the crops of this season, these vegetables that I grow by myself probably taste good, and they are the favorite of the ancestors."

Only then did Fu Qiuning remember that because he was so immersed in the excitement that he could live leisurely here, he had missed the last more important news.