The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiaojuan looked at Ning Mengyao sitting under the biggest peach tree. Although she wore the same clothes as them, she always felt that this person was different, as if they were two world people.

But think about it, are they not the two worlds?

"Mr. are you okay?" Xiaojuan asked softly.

She sat in the tree and said nothing, as if she would disappear at any time, let Xiaojuan feel worried and fearful. She quickly reached out and grabbed her hand and asked.

Ning Mengyao smiled slightly: "I am fine, just think that this place is really beautiful."

"Yeah, this place is very beautiful." Xiaojuan also laughed, and her favorite is this place.

Ning Mengyao smiled and didn't continue to speak. He just looked at the front and didn't know what he was thinking.

I don’t know how it’s going, I’ve already arrived.

"Is Juan's sister really the general of ours before?" Xiaohu asked Xiao Juan to look forward to the opening.

Xiaojuan nodded: "Yes, he is our general."

"Then they will be fine, right?"

"Well, not only the little tiger's mother-in-law will have anything, but the people in our village will have nothing to do." Xiaojuan reached out and touched the tiger's head and comforted softly.

Xiaohu smiled and looked at Xiaojuan’s eyes without worry: “This is fine.”

Listening to the two chat, Ning Mengyao remembered one thing. She looked at Xiaojuan and frowned and asked: "What are you living in in the village? Is it going to the mountain to find food?"

"We will also do something to change money." Xiaojuan said embarrassedly.

"Why don't you plant some crops? You can have enough food and clothing. Have you ever thought about it? If you can't find food in the mountains, what should you do? Is it difficult to achieve such a hungry stomach?" Now think about it, only to find out They really didn't grow food, and the good fields outside were ruined.

Xiaojuan looked at Ning Mengyao a little embarrassed and said: "Our ancestors are such a life, and no one ever thought about planting crops. We are not looking for food in the mountains, we have changed things for money. And then go buy it."

Ning Mengyao reached out to his own brain. When is this, there will be such a place?

"After this, you will plant some crops in your village. Then I will teach you to raise rabbits. When you get the border town to sell."

"But I am jealous of him...may not agree." Xiaojuan said helplessly.

"You don't have to worry about this, I will convince him that the tradition of the ancestors is to obey, but can't let the children follow you and suffer. Do you say that I am right?" Ning Mengyao looked at Xiaojuan Said the opening.

"That... I am in trouble for my wife." In fact, they have already suggested that they can grow some food themselves, but they were dismissed by the shackles. I feel that this is not a business, but it is better to go to the mountains to eat.

They didn't feel anything before, but now they feel like going to the mountains to find food. This is not the way to go all the time. Can't they always rely on the mountains to survive? Then if one day there is nothing in the mountains to supply them, what should they do? Is it going to be hungry?

But if you grow your own food, it will be different. They can have food and can survive better.

Ning Mengyao smiled and laughed: "The people in the borders are getting better and better. You are also the people in our jurisdiction. You can't live well with others. Are you still living on the mountain? When you don't know it. That's it, but now that I know it, I naturally won't let you keep doing this."

Xiaojuan also laughed. They also wanted to change. They just didn't find the opportunity. Now they can meet the generals, and they can be regarded as their creation.

The people on the side naturally heard the words of Ning Mengyao. They are very excited. They are people who can often go to the city to sell something. They naturally know the changes in the city. They also know that everything is there. It is because of the merits of the general's wife in front of him.