The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

Wen Jiarui breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Sister Nuan was witty!

Just how did the magpie get here?

He glanced at the cloudless blue sky, is this really God helping their family?

The village chief walked to Wen Nuan and said with an unfathomable expression: "Sister Nuan, tell the village chief uncle, did you really dream that Bodhisattva asked you to plant winter wheat?"

"That's right! Didn't the magpie tell you?" He said without blushing and heartbeat.

The village chief looked at Nuan with a meaningful look on his face. With so many people in this world, why did the Bodhisattva single out Sister Nuan to dream?

She is known as the God of Plague, the Sick, and the Short-lived Ghost?

Everyone in eight townships knows that she is tiring!

Could it be that when the heavens will entrust the people with great responsibility, they must first suffer their will and work their muscles and bones...?

And now sister Nuan's suffering is over, from a disaster star to a lucky star?

In any case, the Jiarui family has undergone a major reversal in just ten days. Others have collected a bunch of grain in the autumn harvest, and his family has bought land, bought fields, and is ready to build a house!

The village chief thought a lot and decided to follow his house in the future!

"Okay, the village chief uncle listens to Sister Nuan, I also grow winter wheat! I'll go buy wheat now!"

"Uncle the village chief, I still have some at home, give it to you!"

The wheat in the grain shop in the town was all bought by their family, and the rest was ground into flour.

Because of the new grain, there was not much left of the old wheat.

One mu of land requires ten kilograms of wheat seeds. Their family planted 30 acres and needed 600 catties. If they could not buy enough in the county, Wen Jiarui went to the town to buy them.

Wen Jiarui bought them all because they were cheap by a penny and a pound.

Nuan Nuan gave 20 catties to my aunt's house, 60 catties to my grandfather's house, and some left.

"Okay, then I'll go get it! How much money? I'll pay the money."

"How can I ask the village chief's uncle's money? The village chief's uncle often borrows ox carts for our household, and he has always helped our family."

Wen Nuan gave the food basket and copper pot to Wen Jiarui, only to find out that Da Hui had put another food basket on the field and didn't know where to go.

She didn't worry about it either, she should have entered the mountain with Xiao Hei.

Wen Nuan went home with the village chief to get wheat seeds for him.

The village chief thought to himself, how well-behaved Sister Nuan is, what a grateful child!

Now it's finally time to turn around. I hope that after this wheat is planted, my body can really get better. When the wheat is planted, he will also help her to rectify her reputation and get rid of the title of God of Plague and Disaster Star.

After the two left, Wen Jiarui asked a few part-time workers if they were still planting.

A few day laborers looked embarrassed: "Sort, of course! I'm sorry just now, we didn't know it was the Bodhisattva who asked you to plant it! Listening to the Bodhisattva's guidance is the blessing we have cultivated in three lifetimes. Let's plant it now!"

"Yes, Brother Jiarui, I'm really sorry just now, we'll plant it now."

...

Wen Jiarui didn't bother with a few people. The few acres of land would have to be planted tomorrow, and it would be a waste of half a day to hire someone else.

The house is about to be built, where can I afford the delay!

Wang and Wu hurried over when they heard that the villagers were preventing them from planting winter wheat.

"Is Shiro okay?" Wang shi asked anxiously.

"It's okay, it's all settled. Mother, don't worry."

When Mr. Wu saw that the day laborers were working, he knew it had been solved, and asked curiously, "How to solve it?"

Wen Jiarui gave a simple explanation.

Wang said: "Blessed by the Buddha."

Mr. Wen was shocked by the scene just now! Only now did he come back to his senses, and he walked to Wang's side: "Sister Nuan really had such a dream?"

"Yeah." Wang Shi said lightly.

"When did you dream? Why didn't you say it before?"

"What if you don't say it?"

The old man opened his mouth and just wanted to say: If it was a dream before moving out, if you say it, then you don't need to move out!

It's just that he didn't have time to say that Wang continued: "Are you still talking about a dream? Does anyone believe it? Or is it that you dreamed about fried snails, and then told the recipe, and let the boss sell it in the restaurant to make more money. How much money do you have for Brother Liang to study?"

The old man opened his mouth and looked helpless: "I don't mean it."

"Nothing is best!"

Mr. Wen: "..."

The Wang family was still reclaiming the wasteland, and after talking to Wen Jiarui, she and Wu family left.

Ignore Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen sighed and left, feeling that Guizhi was getting harder and harder to coax.

There were two people standing on the small road not far away, watching the scene just now.

"My lord, is it true that you say that Bodhisattva dreams of dreams? It's too mysterious!"

Liang Huanzhang shook his head: "This is just an excuse! But that little girl is smart."

"Then how do you explain that magpies came to help grow wheat?"

Liang Huanzhang didn't speak, he also wanted to know.

After everyone left, he walked to Wen Jiarui's side.

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When Mr. Wen returned home, Mrs. Zhu had just washed her hair and was sitting in the yard with a towel, wiping her wet hair.

When she saw Mr. Wen coming back, she asked:

"How is it, the fourth child didn't continue to grow wheat, did he?"

"No, it's still planting. Do you want to plant wheat in those fields?"

Hearing this, Zhu Shi's eyes widened: "You are crazy! You want our family to be buried with them! If you dare to plant, I will let Dalang, Erlang, and Saburo cut off the father-son relationship with you! Don't hurt me. My children and grandchildren! My children and grandchildren are so promising and have a bright future, and they must not be lost in your hands!"

"What are you anxious about! Listen to me!" Mr. Wen told what happened just now.

Zhu Shi listened and widened his eyes: "So miraculous?"

Then she thought of attracting magpies, maybe it was the little trick of that cheap family!

Dreaming of a Bodhisattva?

Just her god of plague, short-lived species have such a blessing?

She doesn't believe it!

"No, can you believe it in your dreams? If the legend comes true, the whole family will be ruined! Your old Wen family will be cut off! Let me tell you, if there is any sign of natural and man-made disasters in the coming year, you will immediately go with the fourth one. Cut off the relationship! Don't implicate Dalang and the others, or the whole family will be gone, how can you be worthy of the ancestors of the Wen family?"

Old Man Wen was a little scared when he heard it, but he still said, "That's possible! Isn't it possible?!"

"Don't believe me! I just want to preserve the blood of the Wen family and remind you..."

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Wen Nuan gave two acres of wheat to the village chief, and just after sending the village chief away, a carriage stopped outside the courtyard gate.

A girl jumped out of the car. The girl saw Wen Wen and said happily, "Madam, miss, I saw Wen girl! This is really their home!"

Liang Ziyun got off the carriage with the help of the maid.

Warm and surprised: "Miss Liang, why are you here?"

"My mother is in good health, and she can't wait to thank you."

After Liang Ziyun got off the carriage, she turned around to help her mother get off the carriage.

In the carriage, a lady came down with delicate makeup, soft eyebrows and eyes, and the whole person looked gentle and graceful.

She wears a delicate pearl hairpin on her head and has no other accessories. She is dressed in a rose-red dress. She is expensive but not glamorous. She is the wife Chang Xiaoxin, Mrs. Chang, who was rescued by Warmth that day.

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