These words almost expressed Jiang Nuan's true feelings.

She felt quite comfortable in the countryside, but the risk resistance was too low.

The peasant class is neither rich nor poor, it all depends on the times.

In a prosperous era with favorable weather, the land is the greatest source of security. Even if one is not as wealthy as the rich, one can still live a peaceful life.

However, when faced with floods or droughts, land becomes the least valuable thing.

Not only are they worthless, they've become a burden because taxes must be paid on them.

Therefore, Jiang Nuan had thought it through very clearly: farming could be her main occupation, but she also needed to develop a side business.

To ensure a comfortable life simply by farming, one needs at least a hundred acres of land.

“That’s fine,” Jiang Nuan said. “As long as you have a plan in mind.”

After seeing off Manager Jin and his group, Jiang Nuan returned to her room and found various seeds in the storage room.

Pick up the bamboo sieve and begin sifting the seeds.

"Mother," Huang Xiaosan asked, puzzled, "Why are you sifting seeds so early?"

Why are they tending to the seeds so early when they haven't even started preparing the land?

"Let's do a screening first; it'll be useful in a few days." Jiang Nuan looked up. "By the way, what did your aunt say? Could we plant some fruit trees along the roadside?"

“It is possible,” he said hesitantly, “but the seedlings are probably hard to come by, and the village can’t afford them.”

"I have a solution, it just depends on what the village thinks."

Inside the space, Jiang Nuan had already cultivated a batch of fruit seedlings: pear trees, peach trees, and jujube trees.

My favorite pear trees number two hundred, peach trees one hundred, and jujube trees only a dozen or so.

The mother plant was found on the mountain and cultivated in a space throughout the process. Every other day, she would take the top half of the branch, which is now the fourth generation.

Judging from the current condition of the plant, the taste of the fruit far surpasses that of the wild fruits found in the mountains.

"Mom, you managed to get fruit seedlings!" Huang Xiaosan exclaimed excitedly. "Our old forest on that one acre of land has a lot of timber that was cut down this time, and the empty space is just right for planting."

As he spoke, he became excited, "Let's plant peaches! They're delicious and can ward off evil spirits."

When was the last time he ate peaches? It's been so long he's forgotten.

But the taste is something he still remembers fondly: the juicy, crisp, and sweet flavor that he can never get enough of.

Unfortunately, no one in the village grows peaches.

There are wild peaches in the mountains, but they taste sour and astringent, and are hard to swallow.

Buy it. We didn't have enough money to buy it before.

Besides, delicious fruits are never cheap, and nothing beats the convenience of growing your own.

“Yes,” Jiang Nuan nodded, “we can plant a few in the empty space in front of our house.”

If the village follows her plan and is planted with peach and pear trees, Huangjiakou will be especially beautiful next spring when the peach blossoms are in full bloom and the pear blossoms fill the sky.

No, we don't need to wait until next spring at all. Just leave it in the open for a few more days, and we can see such a beautiful scene this year.

"Mother," Huang Xiaosan asked in confusion, "where did you get these fruit seedlings from?"

Fruit seedlings are always hard to buy. Nobody in Ping'an County knows how to do this. You have to go to big places in the north. Most of them just pick the good ones from the mountains and dig them up to plant.

"Why ask so many questions? As long as it's useful, that's enough," Jiang Nuan said irritably. "In short, it won't be less."

"If you have nothing to do, go help out at the school. Although our family has contributed money, we can't just sit idly by. It's a good opportunity for you two brothers to hone your strength."

Because their strength kept increasing due to practicing the cultivation technique, the two brothers couldn't control their power and broke several bowls.

It's really strange. The whole family practices martial arts, so why are only the two of them unable to control their strength? Could it be that these two are special?

"I'll go in a bit," Jiang Nuan said, making Huang Xiaosan feel embarrassed. "I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't control my strength."

After carrying logs for several days, things finally got a little better.

Otherwise, let alone bowls and plates, it might even break the pot.

"Go ahead," Jiang Nuan waved her hand, "Don't hold me up here."

Not long after Huang Xiaosan left, Huang Shi rushed over immediately. Before he even arrived, his voice preceded his arrival, "Yaya, Xiaosan said you could get fruit seedlings?"

“Yes,” Jiang Nuan put down the sieve in her hand, “It is indeed possible to get it.”

"How many are there? What are you going to do with them?" His voice was already somewhat urgent.

“Not many, just enough,” Jiang Nuan said calmly. “As for what to do with them, just plant them all.”

She already knew how to plant it.

"Planting them all would be great," Huang Shi said, his face flushed slightly, then he became hesitant. "Ya Ya, how are you going to divide these saplings?"

"Why should we give away Yaya's things?" Old Mrs. Huang rushed over when she heard her sister-in-law talking about it, only to overhear her son's words. "Are you addicted to taking advantage? This is never going to end!"

The expenses for corvée labor, the cost of building schools and repairing roads—all of these were paid for by Ya Ya herself. She was still not satisfied; it was simply excessive.

Old Mrs. Huang stormed up to Huang Shi and launched into a tirade against her son, "It's one thing for outsiders to scheme against Ya Ya's things, but you, as the eldest brother, are also involved? Don't you have a conscience? How can you face your deceased second son?"

"Mother," Huang Shi exclaimed, bewildered by the scolding, "Why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" the old lady sneered. "If I didn't come, would you be the one to bully Ya Ya? If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today, I'll have your father beat you."

"No," Huang Shi said, looking aggrieved, "I didn't do anything!"

Before I could even say two words, my mother launched into a tirade against me. I felt so bitter and wronged.

"Didn't do anything?" Old Mrs. Huang slapped her son angrily. "You let Ya Ya distribute the fruit saplings, and you say you didn't do anything? Do you dare to say you don't know how much these fruit saplings are worth?"

Each tree is worth at least half an ounce of silver; she has no idea how her son can be so shameless!

“That’s right,” Sister-in-law Huang also disagreed and advised, “Husband, one should cherish what one has. Ya Ya has given enough to the village. You can’t take advantage of people just because she’s easy to talk to.”

“I didn’t,” Huang Shi explained, feeling wronged. “I didn’t intend to force anyone.”

He just came to test the waters.

As they were talking, Old Man Huang arrived, covered in dust from his journey.

As soon as I entered, I exclaimed in surprise, "What are you all doing here?"

"Thank goodness we're here," Old Mrs. Huang said with dissatisfaction, "otherwise, who knows how the eldest brother would bully people!"

"Bullying someone?" Old Huang asked, puzzled. "What happened? Who are you bullying?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Nuan said with a smile, trying to smooth things over. "Father, Mother, elder brother, and sister-in-law, let's go to the hall to talk."

Discussing these things in the courtyard is inappropriate; there's no privacy, and any passerby could hear.

It's really nothing serious, there's no need to get so worked up. Jiang Nuan didn't think her brother-in-law would scheme against her; it was probably just his habitual thinking that he assumed she was going to give him something.

In retrospect, it was I who created this misconception in others.