Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Chapter 630

The emperor glanced at the fold on the case, and there was more depression in the phoenix eye.

The more smoothly Lu Hanzhang lived, the more uncomfortable he felt.

As the emperor, I also want to go out for a walk.

But where is that easy.

If you really go out, what can we do about the country.

Who will deal with it? If power is left aside, the national fortune of the great Xuan Dynasty will be skewed.

It's not a good thing.

The emperor sighed in his heart.

Once again, he envied Lu Hanzhang and dealt with his official business.

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Lu Hanzhang could not experience the admiration, jealousy and hatred from the emperor.

This morning.

The mountain forest is covered with a layer of white frost, and there is a layer of white crystal on the bare tree. It looks good.

Walking in the woods, I want to draw this picture.

It's a pity that I didn't bring pen and paper when I went out.

In how like, can only see a few more.

Behind Lu Hanzhang was a small basket.

Peaches are sitting in the basket.

Next to them stood Ning Yan.

It's very short and well dressed.

The family of three continued to walk into the woods.

Until I saw a piece of persimmon trees.

At this time, the persimmon is ripe.

Plucked from the tree, it is soft and soft. It feels very good when you hold it in your hand.

Ning Yan stood up on foot and found the best persimmon, peeled the persimmon and put it on the peach's mouth.

The soft persimmon can be inhaled in the mouth. It's cold in the morning and sweet in the mouth. It's easy for children to like it.

Peach face instantly more smile.

A fist sized persimmon was eaten up by peaches.

The child was not big enough to eat the whole persimmon.

after touching the peach belly, he was still thin and did not know where he had just eaten.

The peaches blink clean.

Look at the persimmons on the tree.

He stood up from the basket and pulled Lu Hanzhang's clothes: "I want to eat."

The plump white finger pointed to the persimmon on the tree.

There was light in the eyes, and the look of desire was obvious.

Lu Hanzhang

Killing people on the battlefield does not find eye-catching people, and is instantly changed by xiaotaomeng.

Take advantage of the Ning banquet did not pay attention, picked a persimmon from the tree, the soft persimmon slightly forced, can squeeze the skin to open.

Lu Hanzhang put half a persimmon in the hand of xiaotaozi.

Men are never more meticulous than women.

Small peach to eat, a look back, pink clothes stained with orange persimmon

Ning banquet went to the side of the small peach, see the persimmon with Baba in the hand of the little peach, the corner of the mouth twitched, and the eyebrows twisted.

It's not good for children to eat too much cold.

Ning Yan didn't believe that the persimmon in the peach's hand was picked up from the ground. He glared at Lu Hanzhang, who was picking persimmons and pretending he didn't know anything.

Take a handkerchief and wipe the peach's palm and mouth.

His face grew more serious.

Little peach instinctively stepped back.

Ning banquet is a step forward.

If you've done something wrong, you can go back a step?

The beauty of thinking.

"Have you said that you can't eat too much cool food."

"Yes." Peach bowed his head and looked as if he had made a mistake. He hung his head.

"How can you still eat it?"

"Dad told me to eat."

…… The peach raised his eyes and betrayed Lu Hanzhang.

Lu Hanzhang Lu Hanzhang's forehead jumped up, what is pit father? This is probably it.

Looking back, my eyes fell on peach.

The daughter is still soft, even if But some of her clothes are dirty.

It's a family favorite.

You can't change the principle just because it's sold now.

Yes, I have to be a man of principle.

"Ah..." Ning Yan glanced at Lu Hanzhang coldly and said, "this evening you are sleeping with peaches. The little guy has a stomachache and is not comfortable. You can serve all the time."

Ning banquet finish, continue to pick persimmons.

Lu Hanzhang looks back at the peach.

He reached out and touched the peach's small head.

Little girl's head is very small, not as big as his palm.

As for such a baby, Lu Hanzhang was hard to teach.

Continue to pick persimmons.Ningyan now do persimmon technology is very mature, color will not change, pick hard persimmon pick.

Picking two baskets of persimmons slowly, they went home.

Little peach, there is no basket to sit, now sitting on Lu Hanzhang's neck, the little guy looks very domineering.

From time to time, he would stretch out his hand and pat Lu Hanzhang's head.

Men's heads and women's waists are places that can't be touched.

But for Lu Hanzhang, who incarnates as a father, if the little daughter wants to touch it, it must be touching.

Seeing the landing, Zhang became a fool of what his daughter said, and Ning Yan turned a white eye.

I don't care about this pair of idiots.

The sun rises, the frost on the tree slowly melts, all the way back home, there are not only persimmons in the back basket, but also a pair of rabbits.

In late autumn, there seem to be more rabbits on the mountain.

Ning Yan took a look at the mountain.

A little sigh.

Probably, this is the sequela of cutting too many wolves before.

Nature adjusts itself, but it takes time.

There are fewer wolves in the mountains, but more rabbits.

After all, the rabbit is a thief.

"Lady, have you brought the rabbit back?"

Ling Hua stands in the outer courtyard and sees Ning Yan coming back with Lu Hanzhang. He immediately meets him.

Ling Hua's strength is not as big as Ning banquet, so he can't afford to carry the basket.

But it's OK to pick up two rabbits.

"Bring it back, of course, to eat, and quickly take it to the kitchen."

"No

Ling Hua picked up the rabbit and went to the kitchen.

As for Lu Hanzhang and Xiao Taozi, they were left in place by Ning Yan.

Ning Yan went to the well with a basket in his hand.

This drying persimmon can be done by the servants.

However, Ning Yan did not command the people under the command.

If you live in the mountains, you have to do it yourself and gain a lot. If you let the people below do everything, there is no need to go back to gouziwan.

Lu Hanzhang stretched out his hand and talked about it on the peach forehead: "is it still skin?"

"Dad, you bully people. You give them persimmons."

The soft and sticky sound of peaches comes out of your mouth.

Lu Hanzhang

Lu Hanzhang reached out and patted the peach.

This little girl, will you take him?

Forget it, a person living in the world, will always meet a variety of people, including such a kind, clearly know is the pit, but also willing.

People

It's all like that!

Peach laughed and suddenly covered his stomach.

Lu Hanzhang turned back and gave the little guy a solemn look, and his heart shook.

And then

I began to serve my little ancestor.

Peaches don't think it's a shame.

It's just diarrhea.

That is

Diarrhea when strange uncomfortable, but also strange, pull the stomach, the stomach things are pulled out from below, how to head mouth there is the impulse to vomit.

It's been a long day.

Little peach finally fell asleep.

Lu Hanzhang wiped the sweat on his forehead.

I didn't dare to tell Ning Yan.

I always feel that if I tell a woman about this, he may be beaten.

That's good.

Anyway, the doctor said the peach was OK.

Ning Yan knows, of course.

If what happened at home can still be concealed, it needs to reflect.

Not only know, care about the whole process, just pretend not to know.

Only by letting Lu Hanzhang know how much he should not eat and how painful it will be for a man to stop eating.

Will guide the children correctly.

Will not spoil blindly.

In the education of children, we can never stop worrying.

Ningyan will peel the persimmon in a cool and ventilated place.

Walk away from the well.

Doudou and Xiaoping are sitting together, reciting a simple duet song.

Cloud to rain, snow to wind, night to clear sky.

Laihong is against the swallow, and the sleeping bird is to the warbler. Three chi sword, six Jun bow, Lingbei to Jiangdong.

Xu is getting older every year.

Ning Yan found that she was in a bad mood on weekdays.

Listen to the children reading, the mood will become very good.

Everything seems to have unlimited hope.

Most of all, this is year by year, thousands of years down, all invisible expectations.

Tuanzi gathered to one side and listened to the two older children studying, shaking their heads in the same way.I always like to be with children.

When you are not old enough to study, if you hear others studying, you will take the initiative to join in.

At the age of reading, they become timid.

Even learn to skip classes, these children!

Ning Yan took a look, turned around and left.

The wheat seedlings in the field are wilting after being hit by a layer of frost.

However, these wheat seedlings that have been hit by frost and snow, applied on the hands of chilblains, can effectively slow down, of course, it is only a folk prescription.

But even a folk prescription works.

At least it's better than these people using only a little bit of lanolin.

After autumn, winter comes.

Originally, Ning Yan just casually mentioned such a sentence to the old lady in the yard.

She was diligent and efficient, so she went down the mountain and pulled a handful of wheat seedlings that day. When she was in the field, she smeared the juice of wheat seedlings on her hands.

After a few days, the frostbite on my hands was over.

The old lady is a person who knows how to share, and the people in the house soon know.

The cold winter of the great Xuan Dynasty probably entered the little ice age.

It's very cold. There are a lot of frostbite in the house.

So

After the snow, more people were frostbitten, and the wheat flour under the snow was taken away by a handful of fish.

Fortunately, as long as the roots are not pulled down, the seedlings can be rejuvenated in spring.

This day, Ning Yan is writing and painting at home, amber red face came in.

"Madam, here comes the division Wen."

"Who?" Ning Yan suddenly stood up.

Warm words?

What is Wen Yan doing here?

Isn't Beijing fun?

"Madam, you heard me correctly. It's military master Wen."

"Please come in and call the general along."

Wen Yan, who turns into a white haired man, always feels strange. It's better to face it with Lu Hanzhang.