Shu Lan, a genius in the medical field, died from ALS and was reborn in a country called Da Feng Dynasty.
At the beginning of her journey, she was on her way to the border immediately after g...
"Miss, can we really go watch the General and his men hunt together tomorrow?"
Xiao Cui asked at least three times, somewhat excitedly.
Shulan carried the freshly bathed He Xiaobao to the bed and said patiently, "Yes."
Watching He Xiaobao hug his chubby little feet and happily fall onto the bed, his plump little bottom jiggling, she couldn't resist giving it a pinch.
Wow, it feels so good.
He Xiaobao wasn't angry when he was pinched; instead, he giggled like a chubby little hen.
With his chubby hands patting the bed, he enthusiastically invited Shulan to get in: "Mom~~"
Yes, after his father left, He Xiaobao started clamoring to sleep with his aunt again.
The two He brothers left immediately after receiving the blueprints.
He's like a heartless scumbag who dumps his girlfriend without a second thought.
Actually, Shulan didn't want to go with Big Beard.
She felt awkward about her identity and didn't want to see people scrutinizing, disgusting, or giving her any other strange looks.
But I can only imagine the chubby little boy grinning foolishly, and the excited little Cui.
She thought, "I'll go then."
On her way to the border town, she was in such an awkward situation that she didn't manage to dig out a Magic Fairy Castle.
I'll be staying here for at least two or three years. If I don't see you today, I might see you tomorrow.
Thinking of this, she nonchalantly hugged He Xiaobao and fell fast asleep.
The next morning.
Uncle Rong and Aunt Chen had happily prepared a cart full of things.
Those who know the area think they're going for a visit, but those who don't might think they're going to stay for a few days.
Then she heard Uncle Rong's surprised voice: "Didn't the young master tell the young mistress? They usually stay in the northern woods for a few days when they go hunting."
Shulan: "..."
Looking at the kind-smiling butler and the chubby boy clinging to his leg, what could he say?
After breakfast, amidst the eager anticipation of Uncle Rong and the others, Shi Mo drove his carriage, followed by a whole cartload of goods, and prepared to join the general's troops.
She saw several clusters of pear branches hanging down on the red wall next to the general's mansion, the pure white flowers draped over the red wall and tiled eaves, which was very beautiful.
I heard that the pear tree was planted by the father of the He brothers, who knew that his wife loved to eat pears, hoping that she could eat the pears he planted himself every year.
Unfortunately, the pear tree was covered in blossoms, but the couple would never be able to eat the pears.
When Chen Ma heard about this, she sighed and said, "The He family has really had a tough time."
It's really not easy.
It is not anyone who, for the sake of the country or for the greater good, would disregard life and death generation after generation.
"Mother~~"
The baby's voice pulled her back to reality. She looked down, about to ask the chubby boy what was wrong, when she saw a half-eaten pastry being offered to her mouth.
The chubby little boy said sweetly, "Mommy, eat."
Shulan looked at her son, who was beaming with joy and anticipation. Without any hesitation, she opened her mouth, ate the pastry, and kissed his little face: "Thank you, little treasure."
He took out a handkerchief and began wiping his chubby little hands. The carriage soon met up with He Fengmian and the others.
At this moment, He Fengmian and Liu Moyang were sitting on horseback, followed by hundreds of soldiers.
Once the carriages arrived, the main force set off.
Even with two large horse-drawn carriages following them, none of the soldiers looked on with curiosity; the whole group set off in a grand procession toward the north.
Shulan looked at the chubby boy wiggling his little bottom, the boy with needles growing on his bottom, and the little girl chattering like a sparrow.
There was no other way but to lift the carriage curtain and let them see the scenery outside.
"Miss, this place is so big!"
"Yes." Looking out over the plain, there are many poplar trees and low shrubs, and you can even see many houses and people working in the fields.
As I mentioned yesterday, although there have been many natural disasters in recent years, many places have suffered from disasters, resulting in a large number of displaced people.
However, the grain yield in the border town has always been quite good because there are few people and a lot of land. It's just that there aren't many varieties, mainly wheat, sorghum, and corn.
I only found out after asking that corn is actually maize.
The corn here is very hard, so it's usually ground into flour and made into steamed buns and pancakes, which don't taste very good and are also hard on the throat.
But there's nothing we can do about it; that's just how the climate is here.
Therefore, the most common food in the border town is steamed buns.
However, this steamed cake is not just one type of cake; its scope is quite broad. Anything eaten in a steamer is called a steamed cake, such as steamed buns and mantou.
However, in this border town, people usually eat flatbread, not steamed buns or similar items.
Although only He Fengmian and Liu Moyang were riding horses, their travel speed was not slow.
The carriage followed behind without slowing down at all. After passing through the village, there was no one else around.
After traveling for two hours, covering about twenty miles,
Shulan noticed that the temperature here was lower than before, but there was much more vegetation, giving it a lush green appearance.
She stared at it closely and noticed that the soil was still black, possibly black soil.
"???" Black soil?
After walking for about half an hour, they discovered a large lake in the distance.
The lake surface shimmered, and you could tell at a glance that there must be a variety of plump fish in it.
"???" That's strange.
The land where the people live is not exactly barren, but compared to this side, the climate and land are clearly more suitable for living.
But why is it that people would rather live a hard life over there than move here?
She didn't rush to ask Shimo, because she saw the carriage had stopped and decided to check it out herself later.
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