The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

The marriage between Mo Cui's family was not deliberately hidden. In less than half a day, the entire upper class in the capital knew about it and everyone was surprised. Many people with dark thoughts secretly ridiculed that a widower and an abandoned wife were a perfect match, and no one was trying to outdo the other.

In the palace, Emperor Hui'an, who was busy with everything, also heard the news. At that time, Chu Heng and several important officials in the court were also in the study room. Emperor Hui'an immediately praised, "It's a good marriage."

No matter what these important ministers think in their hearts, the king of a country says that it is a good marriage, who dares to say that it is not good? When these people returned home, they heard someone at home talking about the Motui family's marriage in a despicable tone. They scolded them severely and told them to go back to the courtyard and read the women's rules.

The Motui family had naturally heard of those bad comments, but no one really cared about them. The mouth is on other people's bodies, but the life is lived by oneself. Instead of getting angry with those rumors, it is better to live a good life.

Neither Mo Qingze nor Cui Qingrou were married for the first time, so three books and six etiquette were indispensable. The Cui family, which has always valued etiquette, clung to some old ideas and believed that such a union was a happy event but not worth showing off. Therefore, they suggested keeping everything simple and completing these ceremonies.

Mo Qingze had the exact opposite idea. He didn't think there was anything shameful about getting married for the second time. Since there is nothing dishonorable, why can't it be treated as a first marriage?

At his insistence, Mrs. Cui waved her hand and told him to come as he pleased. She said to Cui Qingju in private: "It's a good thing that your son-in-law values ​​you, and those children are also good. Marry them in the future." You have to treat them well.”

Cui Qingrou was also happy, with the shyness and longing of a first-married girl in her eyes: "My daughter will definitely treat these children as her own if she knows it."

If the marriage of Mo Cui's family only caused a moderate wave in the capital, it was a huge wave in Liuyang Village.

No one expected that Mo Qingze would suddenly renew his relationship. They would not be surprised if he married a girl from a lower family background, but they would not understand if he married a woman he had divorced.

In the eyes of the world, whether a woman is divorced or divorced, she must have made a big mistake, which is why she was rejected by her husband's family and was driven back to her parents' family. Who would marry such a woman except for being a lazy person who is lazy and has no ability?

It can be said that in Dachu, widows whose husbands have died are far more popular than women who are divorced or abandoned. Men who cannot afford a wife often regard widows as treasures, at least they will not be questioned. There is a problem with moral character.

A few days after proposing marriage to the Cui family, Sister-in-law Cai, Mrs. Zhou and others found Mo Yan and tried to find out her attitude. Seeing that Mo Yan showed no reluctance and showed respect for the unmarried stepmother, they said nothing more. After returning, he also helped the Mo family quell a lot of rumors.

However, Mrs. Wu didn't quite understand. She often came to express her concerns to Mo Yan, reminding her siblings to be vigilant and not to fall into her stepmother's trap. In fact, she hoped that Mo Yan would persuade Mo Qingze not to renew his string. In her opinion, the Mo family's most painful and difficult days were over, and there was no need for Mo Qingze to renew his string.

It would be fine if the woman he remarries is a virtuous and generous woman, but if she is a petty one, Mo Yan and the others will definitely suffer, and they will never be as comfortable as before. But the marriage had already been decided, and the other party had a strong background, so it was almost impossible to break off the engagement, so she could only remind the three Mo Yan siblings.

In this regard, Mo Yan was really helpless. When Wu came to the door again, she finally couldn't help but said: "My father's second marriage was approved by our three siblings. If Aunt Cui is not good, Aunt Wu, do you think I will Do you agree to my father marrying her?"

Unexpectedly, Wu's face became even more worried after hearing this: "Who knows if that woman is pretending in front of you? She is so scheming, so you have to be even more careful."

After Mo Yan heard this, she was going crazy. She really couldn't understand why Aunt Wu would think so bad of a person she had never met before!

Knowing that this was out of concern, Mo Yan was not impatient and said to Wu: "Even if Aunt Cui is really scheming, my father is not a fool. How can he be deceived by her? Besides, I have the title of Lord Commander." , even if my father asks for a royal decree for her in the future, she will not be higher than me, let alone have anything to do with me. It will not be difficult for me to protect my brothers and sisters. Aunt Wu, you really Don’t worry about us.”

Mrs. Wu felt relieved after hearing this, but her worries were not completely dissipated: "That woman has passed away. Even if she is your stepmother, she can still suppress you with her filial piety. If she treats you badly one day, You must not bear it, if you bear it once she will push her further."

After listening to this, Mo Yan felt that these words were very strange, as if Aunt Wu had experienced them herself. She was confused in her heart, but did not show it on her face: "Aunt Wu, don't worry, I know what to do! By the way, how is Sister Da Nier's marriage going? Have you found anyone you like?" She was worried that Wu would say it again, She then changed the subject.

Seeing that Mo Yan didn't want to talk more, and Wu didn't want to offend anyone, he followed her words and said, "I looked at a few houses, and there are two that are more suitable. I plan to take some time to visit the villages of those two families. "

Mo Yan nodded in understanding and agreed: "It should be like this. We must let Sister Da Nier marry into a satisfactory family."

A matchmaker's mouth can tell the dead that they are alive. It is difficult for them to understand the real side of the other person alone. Go to the place where the other person lives and inquire about it. Not only can you know the other person's personality, behavior, etc., but also how his family is. Knowing it all, this method is the most suitable.

There was a bit of bitterness on Mrs. Wu's face: "She will be nineteen and twenty this year. It will be difficult to find someone she likes if she delays it any longer. These two families are far behind the ones we were optimistic about last year." ."

Seeing this, Mo Yan consoled her: "Sister Da Nier, can you think that if you are willing to meet someone, it is not much better than last year? Besides, the good conditions of the person you meet do not mean that the person is good. Maybe Sister Da Nier will have a good marriage." Where did it fall in the homes of these two families?"

After hearing this, Ms. Wu's face really looked much better: "You are right, I have too high requirements. I want to choose a family for Da Nier with a good family background, a good husband, and a kind mother-in-law. Such a perfect family. Where can I easily find him?"

Mo Yan smiled and said: "Don't rush this, you can always find the right one if you take your time."

The two chatted for a while about Da Nier's marriage, until Sannier ran over and said that a matchmaker was at home, and Wu hurried home.

Mo Yan was fine, so she went to the vegetable field in the backyard to water the newly sprouted cabbage. Xin'er and the others were weeding in the vegetable field. Seeing her coming, Xin'er asked in a low voice: "Sister, Aunt Wu is there again?" What should I tell you about that matter?"

Mo Yan nodded and said helplessly: "Aunt Wu always feels that Aunt Cui has bad intentions. She is not at ease even after explaining it many times."

Xin'er said casually: "Aunt Wu was tortured by her stepmother. This is not surprising. I'm afraid that in her heart, she is bad to all stepmothers in the world."

"Um, that's how it is? How did you know?" Mo Yan didn't expect this to be the reason, and now everything he couldn't figure out was clear.

"Isn't this what you told me, sister?" Xin'er said suspiciously: "I remember in Mojia Village, someone was trying to match-match my father. You got angry at that time and beat the person out with a fire stick. Isn't that why you were so angry? Have you heard about what happened to Aunt Wu? Don’t you remember?"

Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she searched desperately for her past memories, and she actually found them. She said with emotion: "I didn't expect that sister would have such great achievements. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten it."

She was still half-hearted at that time, and after driving the matchmaker away with a fire stick, she was scolded by her father. It's not that I blame her for ruining a good thing, I simply think that her temper is too fiery and I worry that she will easily go to extremes.

Xin'er looked at her sister with a complicated expression and whispered, "If it were back then, you would have been the first person in our family to oppose my father's marriage."

After hearing this, Mo Yan didn't know what to say. After half of the soul that has lived in the modern world returns to this body, although it will be affected by the original thoughts, that half of the soul will still be dominant. Otherwise, she may become a mentally unhealthy girl.

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Although the ceremony will not be simple, the two of them are not young anymore, one is thirty-five and the other is twenty-six. The Cui family hopes to get married as soon as possible, so after discussion, the wedding date is set for September.

There are only more than five months left, which is inevitably a bit hasty, and there are no elders in the Mo family, and the others don't know how to manage it. I originally asked the older women in the village for advice, but they had limited knowledge and didn't know that wealthy families pay more attention to things.

Mo Yan was in a panic for a while, and some of it was revealed in the letter he wrote to Xiao Ruiyuan. As a result, the next day, an unusual-looking matchmaker came to the door, but it was Xiao Ruiyuan who paid a lot of money to help Mo Yan.

This matchmaker is not an ordinary matchmaker. He specializes in matchmaking for wealthy families. His knowledge is way beyond ordinary matchmakers. No one took advantage of it, so he naturally tried his best when doing things. He said he was helping Mo Yan, but in fact he took care of everything. After finishing the work, he reported to Mo Yan. Mo Yan had no objection and just followed the arrangement. .

Mo Yan felt relaxed now and often visited the winery when she had time.

The winery was lacking a gardening master before, so Mo Yan told Yan Junyu about this and asked him to find a reliable one. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ruiyuan found out about this and quickly arranged for two masters to come over.

These two masters were the two whom he asked Xiao Shi to invite all the way from Jiangnan to decorate the general's mansion. The layout of the General's Mansion was stopped midway due to heavy snow. After the snow melted, the last bit was completed. It happened that Mo Yan was short of people and it was Xiao Ruiyuan's request, so the two masters came over.

After seeing the drawings carefully made by Mo Yan, although there are many unsatisfactory aspects, there are also novel and attractive ones. After the two masters arrived, they started discussing Mo Yan's drawings with great interest. After confirming the final draft, they started working with a group of people.

The winery is too big and takes much longer to complete than the General. According to the estimates of the two masters, it will take at least half a year to complete. After waiting for several years, Mo Yan has only made one request to the two masters in the past six months, that is, the effect must be good.

The two masters can be called the leading masters in the gardening world, so their approach is naturally unusual. In just half a month, a small corner was designed that made people unable to take their eyes away. Mo Yan could not be more satisfied, and she let them go with full authority.

Today is the day for rest. Mo Yan's family took cooking utensils and ingredients and had a picnic in the orchard in the back mountain.

The weather in late March and early April is the most comfortable. Not only is the climate pleasant, but the flowers and tender grasses all over the mountains and fields are even more refreshing. The Mo family's more than two dozen orchards roam among a sea of ​​flowers, attracting countless bees and butterflies.

"With so many flowers and so many bees, how much honey should be produced? If our family kept bees on this mountain to make honey, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to finish it all." Zhen'er looked at the people flying around picking flowers with salivation. Bees, as if their eyes are filled with yellow, sweet honey.

Xin'er patted his head gently and said with disdain: "It tastes good to you, why don't you follow these bees to find the hive, and you can eat the honey when you pick the hive back."

Before Zhen'er could refute, Sheng'er on the side spoke softly: "Sister Xin, honey is so sweet and delicious. Sheng'er also likes it. Doesn't Sister Xin also like the honey orange water made by Sister Yan? "

The soft Sheng'er is the family's treasure. Xin'er likes to talk to Zhen'er, but is reluctant to say harsh words to Sheng'er. Seeing the look of longing on her little face, she couldn't help but suggest to her sister: "How about we also raise a few boxes of bees at home? In this way, our family can drink pure honey. The purchased honey has been mixed with water and has a better taste. It’s always a bit dull.”

When Mo Yan heard this, another idea came up in her mind, so she communicated with Xue Tuanzi in her mind: "There are many fruit trees in the space, and there are also many flowering medicinal materials. If bees can be raised in the space to make honey, the honey must be very good." It’s delicious, how about I go to the mountains later to find a few nests and raise them in the space?”

Xue Tuanzi refused without thinking: "No! This kind of ordinary bee cannot produce intelligence. From now on, it will fly around all over the space and be annoying to death. If you are unlucky enough to be stung by it, who am I to blame?" go?"

Mo Yan was speechless for a moment, but the heart that coveted the spiritual honey could not calm down: "The space is so big, you can mark off a part and set up a barrier as the scope of their activities, and then plant trees and scatter flower seeds inside to let them Just collect honey there, they won’t bother you by flying around.”

Xue Tuanzi thought about it for a while, but still felt bad, and suggested: "Those fruit trees have spiritual energy, and you water them with spiritual spring water, and the flowers that bloom also have spiritual energy. If you raise bees outside, you can drink spiritual energy honey, so just raise them." Isn’t it good to be outside?”

"No!" Mo Yan refused, and then said seductively: "If you raise it outside, you will raise it in space as well. When one day you turn into a human form, won't you also be able to taste the most delicious honey in the world?"

When Xue Tuanzi heard this, he was moved. It relies on spiritual energy to maintain its life, and it can neither eat nor drink after its transformation. However, it has tasted human delicacies in the world of cultivation, and even though long years have passed, the delicious food still makes it endlessly memorable.

After hesitating for a moment, Xue Tuanzi finally relented: "Well, you can't raise too many. You can only bring in one litter, otherwise you won't be able to raise one at all."

"Yeah, yeah, one nest is enough, enough to eat." Mo Yan accepted the offer and agreed.

There are no seasons in space. As long as there are enough flowers, bees can collect flowers and make nectar all year round. Coupled with the huge time difference between inside and outside space, the amount of honey produced by a swarm of bees in one year is amazing.

That’s it for space beekeeping. It’s natural to keep bees outside the space, but it’s a bit more troublesome. You have to find someone who knows how to keep bees first.

Seeing that the eldest sister agreed to keep bees, she was worried about beekeepers. Zhen'er quickly said: "There are ready-made beekeepers, and there is someone at Uncle Zhao who knows how to do it. Let's ask Uncle Zhao later."

When Zhen'er has nothing to do, he likes to go to the back mountain to listen to Zhao Mu and others telling stories about the battlefield. He knows their other identities better than Mo Yan.

"Then I'll ask now. It's the flower blooming season, so we have to get it done quickly." Mo Yan stood up impatiently to find someone, but Xiner pulled her back: "Uncle Zhao and the others are busy these days. To fertilize fruit trees, where are you going to find it now?”

Mo Yan smacked her head and sat down again: "I forgot, let's talk about it tonight."

The area of ​​more than twenty mountains is too wide, and the six beasts went to the mountains to have fun again. It is not easy to find someone with two legs.

"We'll talk about beekeeping later. You guys eat this first. It won't taste good when it's cold." Mo Qingze put a large plate of freshly roasted lamb chops on the table and urged with a smile.

"No, Dad, the meat you grilled is not delicious. I don't want to eat it." Zhen'er shook his head violently and pushed the plate in front of his two sisters with a look of disgust.

"You brat, it's good to have something to eat, but you dare to dislike it!" Mo Qingze deliberately gave Zhen'er a straight face. He has never been a strict and rigid father. He often cooks barbecue for his children with his own hands.

However, due to limited skills, the grilled meat was either half-cooked or burnt, and the taste was weird. The better ones could only be eaten. But he also likes to make barbecue. Every time he bakes it, he feels very fulfilled and invites his children to taste it.

Zhen'er didn't hide, and muttered: "Just bully me as hard as you can. When I see Aunt Cui tomorrow, I will file a complaint with Aunt Cui and ask Aunt Cui to avenge me."

Since the two families officially exchanged tips and set an auspicious date for the engagement ceremony, Cui Qingrou would often make meals and have them delivered to Zhen'er and Yun Zhao in school. Especially on holidays, there will be a lot more delivered. The reason, of course, was to keep the two of them from eating it all, and then take it to the Number One Scholar's Mansion to share it with their father.

Mo Qingze touched Zhen'er's head and scolded with a smile: "Only if you know how to complain, the next time Master tells Dad that you were reading a storybook in school, Dad will let Master teach you a lesson."

Zhen'er dodged his father's hand and said proudly: "I got first place in the last Xun exam again. Master no longer cares whether I can read the script or not."

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Introduction

Be careful! This is definitely not a story about the upbringing of Little Baozi, but a story about a little Loli who works hard to raise Little Baozi into adulthood, but one day, she discovers...

In an accidental time travel, the righteous policeman turned into an ugly village girl. Her sister-in-law was greedy and sold her to someone else for ten taels of silver.

In a moment of soft-heartedness, I picked up a stinky kid and brought him home, but he has a physique that attracts killers... He is so miserable that he has no friends.

Live in the mountains, brew fine wine, raise cattle and sheep,

Eat steak, drink wine, and cook barbecue.

Earn tickets, tease little buns when you have nothing to do, and live a happy life!

Damn it! What do these groups of men in black want to do...