Chapter 600 The manor is also in trouble

Xiao Nuobao was wrapped in a quilt. Under the "tyrannical power" of her mother, she was as soft as a rice cake. After shivering a few times, she could only nod her head, but she dared not do it again.

Since Gu Yiyi was already dead,

the matter was over.

The little fat girl did not dwell on it and planned to turn the page completely.

So she smiled playfully again, stretched out her hand to hook the corner of Feng's clothes, and shouted that she wanted to eat the sauced bones.

"Mom, I won't go to the city gate. I am weak now. Even if I want to go, I can't go~" Xiao Nuobao pretended to be wronged.

When Feng heard it, she was almost scared again.

"Why are you weak? Is it because you haven't recovered from the cold? Let me feel it to see if it's hot."

The little fat girl dodged and crawled into her arms and smiled coquettishly, "Mom, no need to touch, just make me some pickled bones, cook them soft, and I'll feel energetic as soon as I eat them!"

Feng's heart finally settled down, and she said with a smile, "You naughty girl, you made me so scared. If you want to eat, just say it directly. How can I not make it for you? Are you trying to trick me?"

So she got up quickly.

Pickled bones are of course easy to make, just borrow them from the kitchen.

Too many things happened in the past two days, and Xiao Nuobao didn't eat much, so his mouth felt tasteless.

After waiting for more than an hour, when the big braised pork bones came out of the pot, she hugged one greedily and chewed it with great joy, her little feet shaking with happiness. After

staying in the palace for five or six days, Mu Yihan was relieved until the little Nuobao recovered and the Jiang family took her back home.

In the days that followed, soon, the earth gradually showed signs of spring.

The whole capital city exuded a kind of vitality.

With the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, the little Nuobao also liked to play outside. The back garden of the house and the farm were all good places for her to have fun.

Whenever Feng Jing came back from class, he and Feng Miao would hold each other's wrists, lift his sister to the back garden, and play the "sedan" game.

The little fat girl was often amused to scream.

The joyful voice of a baby, like the sound of a beautiful wind chime, filled the yard.

On the farm, spring has come and the flowers are blooming. The village chief and Old Li are also very energetic. They are leading a few newly recruited tenants to loosen the soil in the fields.

The busy figures in the farmland are like the most beautiful landscape, adding color to this early spring.

Sometimes, Widow Gu has to go to the water shop to work, so she goes to the fields less often.

When she comes back at noon, she works non-stop, puts on sleeves, makes a fire and cooks, and does the logistical work on the farm.

"Uncle village chief, Uncle Old Li, the corn cakes are ready, and I also roasted salted fish. Come over and eat."

After she finished her work, Widow Gu smiled brightly and waved at the edge of the field.

The salted fish is made of Spanish mackerel, fried on both sides in the pan until golden brown, with crispy and chewy edges, so delicious that even abalone, shark's fin and fish maw won't trade it in!

Old Li ate three in one go, wiped his mouth and smiled, "This is really delicious. I never thought that I could eat this grilled Spanish mackerel every day."

At this time, the village chief asked, "By the way, where is Cuicui? Why is she missing again? Did she go to find Ali?"

Widow Gu sighed and said proudly, "What are you talking about, village chief? No matter how much my Cuicui likes him, she can't stick to him every day. Cuicui went to Nuobao's house and followed her to write and stick together. She wanted to learn more so that she could be worthy of Ali in the future."

Cuicui is a successful person.

She doesn't want to rely on Ali alone. That would make her feel insecure.

So she wanted to learn to read first, then slowly learn arithmetic and accounting. In the future, whether she went to work in Xiaojiu Chongtian or opened a small shop, she would be able to make a living and not have to worry about a bad life.

When the village chief heard this, he slapped the table and applauded, "This is a good child from our Daliu Village. She is smart and hardworking. This way, I, an old man, can rest assured."

After dinner, the village chief and Old Li went to the fields again to see how the tenants were doing.

However, it happened that the tenants recruited this time had all worked in Zhou Chuncai's farm.

They were used to being deducted and had long learned to be lazy and sly. They didn't believe that the Jiang family was really a fair and good boss as the village chief said, and they were always not motivated to do things.

Old Li urged them several times, saying nice things and harsh words, but they were just like dead pigs that were not afraid of boiling water.

The village chief grabbed the cigarette pot, puffed a few times, and finally waved his hand, thinking that this was not acceptable.

The job of managing the house was taken by the two old guys.

Then we have to manage the farm well.

We can't let the Jiang family trust us in vain.

So the village chief drove the donkey cart and went to the Jiang family, and hurriedly told Jiang Fengnian about this matter in advance.

"Fengnian, the village chief was careless. He didn't find out the details when he was looking for tenants. Now those tenants on the farm are not suitable. I'm afraid we have to find someone else."

Jiang Fengnian thought it was a big deal, so he said lightly, "Uncle village chief, don't worry. The tenants rented the land, and the harvest is shared with the landlord. If they are lazy and slack, they will also suffer losses. Let them be."

The village chief sighed, "Although that's the case, our Xiaoliu Village is all fertile land. I can't bear to see them ruin it like this."

Farmers work hard to cultivate, not only for their own income,

but also for the entire Nanji Kingdom, the grain production, which is a problem of food and sufficiency for so many people.

Jiang Fengnian touched his chin and said seriously, "You are right, but now it is spring, and the tenants have basically found land to plant. It may be difficult to find a replacement at this time. Let's wait for a while. If I can meet the right candidate in the future, I will definitely replace those on the farm and find some diligent and down-to-earth people."

After hearing this, the village chief can be relieved, and he will try to keep an eye on it more after returning.

The days of the Jiang family are busy and fulfilling in the spring.

On the other hand, Jiang Fengze led the Nanji army to clean up the battlefield and triumphantly returned to the direction of the capital!

They walked for five or six days.

Everyone sang along the way and was in high spirits.

When they reached a small town called Beihe County, Xiao Lanyi suggested that they stop in to rest and buy some local specialties to bring back to Beijing.

Jiang Fengze agreed and led his men into the city.

But just as he reached the city gate, his face turned pale and he stared at the front with his body stiff.

"How...how could this happen? What on earth happened here?" Jiang Fengze's eyes widened, and his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to move at all.