Chapter 34
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I'm powerless to ask for a ticket... It should... Have fallen off the list. I really tried my best. The results are still half dead. Except for clicking, there seems to be no change. The recommended votes are drawn from the author group, 555555... Few people voted for me at all... Forget it. If I don't rush the list, the great gods will get together. I'm so tired "_"
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"Isn't there still so many? The flowerpots haven't been used up. Just dig a few more." Jin Fengju looked at the six or seven flowerpots below. He never did these jobs. Suddenly, he became a little addicted. Suddenly, his brother and sister said, "no, no, Dad, the rest... Well, keep the rest. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming."
Jin Fengju doesn't understand this. He doesn't know how digging flowers and plants has something to do with the Dragon Boat Festival. However, the movement in his hand stopped. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and saw that the two children had planted the dug mint, Suhe, vanilla and other things safely and skillfully watered them. It was obvious that he often did this kind of thing. He couldn't help feeling sad.
In this era, although the status of farmers is higher than that of industry and commerce, it is still very low compared with the gentry. Jin Fengju is an aristocrat among the gentry. Can you stand his children doing this? After all, now his impression of the two children has completely changed.
"You did it skillfully." he coughed slightly and said sadly, but the two children didn't hear the pity in his tone and said happily: "Yes, yes, Dad, we often do this. It's nothing in the yard. You didn't go to the backyard. You planted soybeans, millet, rice, and sticky rice. By the way, there were corn and sweet potato. We didn't eat the sticky rice we planted last year. We reserved it to make zongzi for a few days. We helped our mother turn over the ground and plant grass." While talking, the brother and sister straightened their chests and waited for their father to praise.
Jin Fengju looked at the proud expression on the two children's faces. He didn't know what to say. He coughed for a long time and said in a deep voice: "well, feng'er and his sister are really capable, but you can't do this again in the future. You should work hard on books and needlework when you grow up day by day. Don't worry. Things in life have fathers. You don't have to worry about them in the future." When he finished, he thought he would have a good talk with Fu Qiuning and never let the two good children do those cheap jobs.
He helped the two children move the flowerpot to the room and set it up. Jin Ming came out of the kitchen and gave everything he said to his grandmother. Jin Feng said faintly, "please invite grandma to the backyard. I have something to say to her."
Seeing that the master's face was indifferent, Jin Ming couldn't help but be awed. He hurried out. Jin Fengju sent the two children into the study and strolled through the back door to the backyard. Only before the meeting, several crops were planted in the large open space, with apricot, pear and jujube trees interspersed among them. The breeze blew through the green leaves like green waves, which was full of vitality.
There was a soft sound of footsteps behind him. Jin Fengju looked back and saw Fu Qiuning coming slowly. Looking at the woman's long cloth dress, he couldn't help feeling a little pity: originally a daughter of 28 years, she was regarded as a victim because of the needs of her father's political struggle. What's more sad is that she was destined not to leave in her waiting house First day.
"You've been bitter these years." he said faintly, with a bit of sincerity in his tone, which is very rare.
"The young Marquis can allow me to save my life in the Marquis house. I'm very grateful, and I don't feel any pain." Fu Qiuning gently folded his lapel and saluted Yingying. Although his face was calm, his heart jumped up violently like a drum. He secretly said that Jin Fengju, this bastard, still wants to divorce his wife?
Jin Fengju looked at her, suddenly smiled, turned his head and looked at the green in front of her, and said, "don't worry, feng'er and jiao'er can have today because of your careful teaching, so I won't give you up. I just hope you don't have any other ideas."
The bastard's eyes were really powerful. He took a look and knew that I was worried. Fu Qiuning was impressed by Jin Fengju for the first time, and he couldn't underestimate him in the future. He bowed his head and said, "my body and mind are like water. Although I can rest assured, I can live a leisurely life. I am grateful and will never dream again and add trouble to the little marquis."
Jin Fengju seemed very satisfied with her attitude. He didn't know that Fu Qiuning was also in full bloom at this time.
Women in this era regard their husbands as heaven. Once they become abandoned women, they feel that life is loveless. However, she is a soul from the future. What is a man in that era? As long as they 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 the woman's face trying to hide her joy? Inadvertently, Yu Guangguang caught a glimpse of Fu Qiuning's smiling mouth. Jin Feng raised her eyebrows and couldn't help wrinkling, but it wasn't his concern. Looking at the green, he said faintly: "It's really not easy for you to grow so many things by relying on a few women and children over the years. However, you shouldn't have to plant them in the future. I think you should go back to the backyard to live after the Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, there was a rule that there were silver and food and clothing. You don't have to worry about it. Feng'er and jiao'er are also my children. They shouldn't be involved in these tasks."
Fu Qiuning certainly disagreed with this remark, but she also knew that this was the thought of ancient people. Everything was inferior, but reading was high, so she didn't immediately blush and have a thick neck. Just a blessing: "It's true that I have been forced by life to plant these lands and flowers and trees in the front yard these years, but I don't dare to let the children really do these. I just pick the easier ones and let them learn first. It's often said that the children of rich and noble families can't lift their hands and shoulders. With all due respect, it's not good. It's better to be able to order something. If the two children are promising in the future, It's better not to do these jobs. But if you can't get ahead, there's always a side plan. Because of this consideration, they are allowed to do it with us, otherwise it's just a few acres of land, and the three of us can do it. "
Jin Fengju was finally relieved, nodded and said, "what you said was right. I also ignored them at that time. If you can think so, it can be seen that you really intend to consider them. I want to thank you here."
Fu Qiuning's eyes widened in surprise at one sentence, but he immediately realized that he had lost his manners, so he quickly lowered his head and secretly said in his heart: this little marquis is not an asshole. He can even say such words to a cold wife. It's impossible to be such a man in this era. But if he was good, how could he act more than scum before?
Jin Fengju didn't know her doubts. He looked at the corn and pulled out the ears, but he also felt cute. He smiled and turned to the house. He said leisurely: "since you worked hard, after you go to the backyard, you will also send someone to take care of the crops of this season. That is, these own vegetables probably taste good. They are the favorite of the old ancestors."
Fu Qiuning just remembered that he had just leaked the latter more important news because he was immersed in the excitement that he would not be rested and could live leisurely here.
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I'm powerless to ask for a ticket... It should... Have fallen off the list. I really tried my best. The results are still half dead. Except for clicking, there seems to be no change. The recommended votes are drawn from the author group, 555555... Few people voted for me at all... Forget it. If I don't rush the list, the great gods will get together. I'm so tired "_"
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"Isn't there still so many? The flowerpots haven't been used up. Just dig a few more." Jin Fengju looked at the six or seven flowerpots below. He never did these jobs. Suddenly, he became a little addicted. Suddenly, his brother and sister said, "no, no, Dad, the rest... Well, keep the rest. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming."
Jin Fengju doesn't understand this. He doesn't know how digging flowers and plants has something to do with the Dragon Boat Festival. However, the movement in his hand stopped. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and saw that the two children had planted the dug mint, Suhe, vanilla and other things safely and skillfully watered them. It was obvious that he often did this kind of thing. He couldn't help feeling sad.
In this era, although the status of farmers is higher than that of industry and commerce, it is still very low compared with the gentry. Jin Fengju is an aristocrat among the gentry. Can you stand his children doing this? After all, now his impression of the two children has completely changed.
"You did it skillfully." he coughed slightly and said sadly, but the two children didn't hear the pity in his tone and said happily: "Yes, yes, Dad, we often do this. It's nothing in the yard. You didn't go to the backyard. You planted soybeans, millet, rice, and sticky rice. By the way, there were corn and sweet potato. We didn't eat the sticky rice we planted last year. We reserved it to make zongzi for a few days. We helped our mother turn over the ground and plant grass." While talking, the brother and sister straightened their chests and waited for their father to praise.
Jin Fengju looked at the proud expression on the two children's faces. He didn't know what to say. He coughed for a long time and said in a deep voice: "well, feng'er and his sister are really capable, but you can't do this again in the future. You should work hard on books and needlework when you grow up day by day. Don't worry. Things in life have fathers. You don't have to worry about them in the future." When he finished, he thought he would have a good talk with Fu Qiuning and never let the two good children do those cheap jobs.
He helped the two children move the flowerpot to the room and set it up. Jin Ming came out of the kitchen and gave everything he said to his grandmother. Jin Feng said faintly, "please invite grandma to the backyard. I have something to say to her."
Seeing that the master's face was indifferent, Jin Ming couldn't help but be awed. He hurried out. Jin Fengju sent the two children into the study and strolled through the back door to the backyard. Only before the meeting, several crops were planted in the large open space, with apricot, pear and jujube trees interspersed among them. The breeze blew through the green leaves like green waves, which was full of vitality.
There was a soft sound of footsteps behind him. Jin Fengju looked back and saw Fu Qiuning coming slowly. Looking at the woman's long cloth dress, he couldn't help feeling a little pity: originally a daughter of 28 years, she was regarded as a victim because of the needs of her father's political struggle. What's more sad is that she was destined not to leave in her waiting house First day.
"You've been bitter these years." he said faintly, with a bit of sincerity in his tone, which is very rare.
"The young Marquis can allow me to save my life in the Marquis house. I'm very grateful, and I don't feel any pain." Fu Qiuning gently folded his lapel and saluted Yingying. Although his face was calm, his heart jumped up violently like a drum. He secretly said that Jin Fengju, this bastard, still wants to divorce his wife?
Jin Fengju looked at her, suddenly smiled, turned his head and looked at the green in front of her, and said, "don't worry, feng'er and jiao'er can have today because of your careful teaching, so I won't give you up. I just hope you don't have any other ideas."
The bastard's eyes were really powerful. He took a look and knew that I was worried. Fu Qiuning was impressed by Jin Fengju for the first time, and he couldn't underestimate him in the future. He bowed his head and said, "my body and mind are like water. Although I can rest assured, I can live a leisurely life. I am grateful and will never dream again and add trouble to the little marquis."
Jin Fengju seemed very satisfied with her attitude. He didn't know that Fu Qiuning was also in full bloom at this time.
Women in this era regard their husbands as heaven. Once they become abandoned women, they feel that life is loveless. However, she is a soul from the future. What is a man in that era? As long as they 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 the woman's face trying to hide her joy? Inadvertently, Yu Guangguang caught a glimpse of Fu Qiuning's smiling mouth. Jin Feng raised her eyebrows and couldn't help wrinkling, but it wasn't his concern. Looking at the green, he said faintly: "It's really not easy for you to grow so many things by relying on a few women and children over the years. However, you shouldn't have to plant them in the future. I think you should go back to the backyard to live after the Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, there was a rule that there were silver and food and clothing. You don't have to worry about it. Feng'er and jiao'er are also my children. They shouldn't be involved in these tasks."
Fu Qiuning certainly disagreed with this remark, but she also knew that this was the thought of ancient people. Everything was inferior, but reading was high, so she didn't immediately blush and have a thick neck. Just a blessing: "It's true that I have been forced by life to plant these lands and flowers and trees in the front yard these years, but I don't dare to let the children really do these. I just pick the easier ones and let them learn first. It's often said that the children of rich and noble families can't lift their hands and shoulders. With all due respect, it's not good. It's better to be able to order something. If the two children are promising in the future, It's better not to do these jobs. But if you can't get ahead, there's always a side plan. Because of this consideration, they are allowed to do it with us, otherwise it's just a few acres of land, and the three of us can do it. "
Jin Fengju was finally relieved, nodded and said, "what you said was right. I also ignored them at that time. If you can think so, it can be seen that you really intend to consider them. I want to thank you here."
Fu Qiuning's eyes widened in surprise at one sentence, but he immediately realized that he had lost his manners, so he quickly lowered his head and secretly said in his heart: this little marquis is not an asshole. He can even say such words to a cold wife. It's impossible to be such a man in this era. But if he was good, how could he act more than scum before?
Jin Fengju didn't know her doubts. He looked at the corn and pulled out the ears, but he also felt cute. He smiled and turned to the house. He said leisurely: "since you worked hard, after you go to the backyard, you will also send someone to take care of the crops of this season. That is, these own vegetables probably taste good. They are the favorite of the old ancestors."
Fu Qiuning just remembered that he had just leaked the latter more important news because he was immersed in the excitement that he would not be rested and could live leisurely here.
I'm powerless to ask for a ticket... It should... Have fallen off the list. I really tried my best. The results are still half dead. Except for clicking, there seems to be no change. The recommended votes are drawn from the author group, 555555... Few people voted for me at all... Forget it. If I don't rush the list, the great gods will get together. I'm so tired "_"***************************"Isn't there still so many? The flowerpots haven't been used up. Just dig a few more." Jin Fengju looked at the six or seven flowerpots below. He never did these jobs. Suddenly, he became a little addicted. Suddenly, his brother and sister said, "no, no, Dad, the rest... Well, keep the rest. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming."Jin Fengju doesn't understand this. He doesn't know how digging flowers and plants has something to do with the Dragon Boat Festival. However, the movement in his hand stopped. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and saw that the two children had planted the dug mint, Suhe, vanilla and other things safely and skillfully watered them. It was obvious that he often did this kind of thing. He couldn't help feeling sad.In this era, although the status of farmers is higher than that of industry and commerce, it is still very low compared with the gentry. Jin Fengju is an aristocrat among the gentry. Can you stand his children doing this? After all, now his impression of the two children has completely changed."You did it skillfully." he coughed slightly and said sadly, but the two children didn't hear the pity in his tone and said happily: "Yes, yes, Dad, we often do this. It's nothing in the yard. You didn't go to the backyard. You planted soybeans, millet, rice, and sticky rice. By the way, there were corn and sweet potato. We didn't eat the sticky rice we planted last year. We reserved it to make zongzi for a few days. We helped our mother turn over the ground and plant grass." While talking, the brother and sister straightened their chests and waited for their father to praise.Jin Fengju looked at the proud expression on the two children's faces. He didn't know what to say. He coughed for a long time and said in a deep voice: "well, feng'er and his sister are really capable, but you can't do this again in the future. You should work hard on books and needlework when you grow up day by day. Don't worry. Things in life have fathers. You don't have to worry about them in the future." When he finished, he thought he would have a good talk with Fu Qiuning and never let the two good children do those cheap jobs.He helped the two children move the flowerpot to the room and set it up. Jin Ming came out of the kitchen and gave everything he said to his grandmother. Jin Feng said faintly, "please invite grandma to the backyard. I have something to say to her."Seeing that the master's face was indifferent, Jin Ming couldn't help but be awed. He hurried out. Jin Fengju sent the two children into the study and strolled through the back door to the backyard. Only before the meeting, several crops were planted in the large open space, with apricot, pear and jujube trees interspersed among them. The breeze blew through the green leaves like green waves, which was full of vitality.There was a soft sound of footsteps behind him. Jin Fengju looked back and saw Fu Qiuning coming slowly. Looking at the woman's long cloth dress, he couldn't help feeling a little pity: originally a daughter of 28 years, she was regarded as a victim because of the needs of her father's political struggle. What's more sad is that she was destined not to leave in her waiting house First day."You've been bitter these years." he said faintly, with a bit of sincerity in his tone, which is very rare."The young Marquis can allow me to save my life in the Marquis house. I'm very grateful, and I don't feel any pain." Fu Qiuning gently folded his lapel and saluted Yingying. Although his face was calm, his heart jumped up violently like a drum. He secretly said that Jin Fengju, this bastard, still wants to divorce his wife?Jin Fengju looked at her, suddenly smiled, turned his head and looked at the green in front of her, and said, "don't worry, feng'er and jiao'er can have today because of your careful teaching, so I won't give you up. I just hope you don't have any other ideas."The bastard's eyes were really powerful. He took a look and knew that I was worried. Fu Qiuning was impressed by Jin Fengju for the first time, and he couldn't underestimate him in the future. He bowed his head and said, "my body and mind are like water. Although I can rest assured, I can live a leisurely life. I am grateful and will never dream again and add trouble to the little marquis."Jin Fengju seemed very satisfied with her attitude. He didn't know that Fu Qiuning was also in full bloom at this time.Women in this era regard their husbands as heaven. Once they become abandoned women, they feel that life is loveless. However, she is a soul from the future. What is a man in that era? As long as they 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 the woman's face trying to hide her joy? Inadvertently, Yu Guangguang caught a glimpse of Fu Qiuning's smiling mouth. Jin Feng raised her eyebrows and couldn't help wrinkling, but it wasn't his concern. Looking at the green, he said faintly: "It's really not easy for you to grow so many things by relying on a few women and children over the years. However, you shouldn't have to plant them in the future. I think you should go back to the backyard to live after the Dragon Boat Festival. At that time, there was a rule that there were silver and food and clothing. You don't have to worry about it. Feng'er and jiao'er are also my children. They shouldn't be involved in these tasks."Fu Qiuning certainly disagreed with this remark, but she also knew that this was the thought of ancient people. Everything was inferior, but reading was high, so she didn't immediately blush and have a thick neck. Just a blessing: "It's true that I have been forced by life to plant these lands and flowers and trees in the front yard these years, but I don't dare to let the children really do these. I just pick the easier ones and let them learn first. It's often said that the children of rich and noble families can't lift their hands and shoulders. With all due respect, it's not good. It's better to be able to order something. If the two children are promising in the future, It's better not to do these jobs. But if you can't get ahead, there's always a side plan. Because of this consideration, they are allowed to do it with us, otherwise it's just a few acres of land, and the three of us can do it. "Jin Fengju was finally relieved, nodded and said, "what you said was right. I also ignored them at that time. If you can think so, it can be seen that you really intend to consider them. I want to thank you here."Fu Qiuning's eyes widened in surprise at one sentence, but he immediately realized that he had lost his manners, so he quickly lowered his head and secretly said in his heart: this little marquis is not an asshole. He can even say such words to a cold wife. It's impossible to be such a man in this era. But if he was good, how could he act more than scum before?Jin Fengju didn't know her doubts. He looked at the corn and pulled out the ears, but he also felt cute. He smiled and turned to the house. He said leisurely: "since you worked hard, after you go to the backyard, you will also send someone to take care of the crops of this season. That is, these own vegetables probably taste good. They are the favorite of the old ancestors."Fu Qiuning just remembered that he had just leaked the latter more important news because he was immersed in the excitement that he would not be rested and could live leisurely here.
