Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

In this regard, Yang Muqing has deep faith in Meng Jingyao.

She saw with her own eyes how this village became what it is today under her hands, and how the peach trees changed since they were planted.

How the bare mountain changes step by step, how the water on the mountain is brought up, and how the houses with different styles are formed.

She witnessed all these with her own eyes.

Looking at the lush peach trees on the mountain, they are already bearing fruits.

Jingyao specially hired a painter to draw a small painting, paste it on the fruit, and then wrap it with expensive paper.

She said that when the fruit is ripe, it will be worth a thousand dollars.

Therefore, she believed Meng Jingyao's words that she could get her money back.

"Actually, some dignitaries from the city have come here after hearing the news. Some are skeptical about what we have built, while others are full of interest.

If you mention it a few more times at each family's banquet, you will only make a lot of money."

Shen Huarou knew what she was talking about, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

On the contrary, it was this hazy feeling that moved her heart even more. When everything is revealed, I will be doubly surprised.

In the end, they no longer talked about buying grain, and Yang Muqing took her to the field to see the fish.

The fish is already as big as Yang Muqing's palm, and it will appear on the dining table of Shen's restaurant in a few months.

In Yang Muqing's eyes, these fish are no longer just fish, they are pieces of swimming silver.

"I was supposed to take you to see those horses. Let's wait until next time. They are still a bit wild."

Yang Muqing only pointed at the horse shop from a distance and asked Shen Huarou to look at it. Zhuangzi was too big. If they just walked around like this, the day would be over.

The key is that Shen Huarou's current body is not suitable either.

Shen Huarou looked at the direction of her finger from a distance, but what came to her mind was He Yuanling riding a horse galloping there.

If he had been here, he would have already climbed onto the horse's back, and he wouldn't care if the horse was wild or not.

On the contrary, the wilder the horse, the more he wants to conquer it.

Shen Huarou suddenly remembered, "I haven't had a chance to ride the horse I won from Brother Chang last year.

The point is, neither can I.

I want to bring it with you so that you can help me tame the horse."

The horse has grown very strong, at least in Shen Huarou's opinion.

Ever since He Yuanling's dark horse left, her horse didn't look very energetic.

It took more than two months for things to get better again. She didn't even know when the two horses established such a deep friendship.

Shen Huarou thought again, maybe she was overthinking it, because she missed He Yuanling, so she put her feelings on Ma'er.

It's also ridiculous.

As soon as she mentioned the horse Yang Muqing, she remembered that he was there at the time and even won He Yuanling's dagger.

"Bring the horse first, and I will teach you how to ride it next spring.

When Brother He comes back, his jaw will drop."

Shen Huarou didn't know if He Yuanling would be shocked, but she really wanted to learn to ride a horse.

I didn’t feel that before, I just wanted to write about her because I was afraid she wouldn’t have the chance to ride a horse.

But since He Yuanling left home, she had a strong desire to learn horse riding, and now she looked at Yang Muqing's unabashed expression.

"You don't know how envious I am every time I see you riding your horse and whipping your whip.

Every time I think about it, I can't help but fantasize that one day I can ride a horse and gallop with you.

Even if I can't be as chic as you, I don't have to sit in a boring carriage anymore."