Feng Yi knew his wife was very tired, and he couldn't let Wang Xiaobei, that chatterbox, keep talking to her.
Instead of talking, we should move the things to the new house first, so that my wife can rest a little earlier.
"Honey, now that there are so many people, you can wait patiently on the side for a while. With so many people, after four or five more trips, we should be done."
After saying that, he went to the pile of things, found an umbrella, and handed it to Tang Baozhu. "The sun is still quite strong. Hold this umbrella and you won't get heatstroke. Just wait here for a while."
Zheng Rong, along with the other four, never expected to see this side of their battalion commander. They felt like they were questioning their lives and were completely incredulous.
Feng Yi sensed the silence around him, turned around, and found everyone staring blankly. He immediately straightened his face and looked at them with an imposing gaze.
They were so frightened they almost jumped up and grabbed their luggage to head to their new home.
Feng Yi nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this. He knew his own foolishness wasn't so amusing; anyone who wanted to see him make a fool of himself should be prepared for his own revenge.
How about we add an extra hour of practice tomorrow? No, no, I finally have a wife now, I can't waste time punishing them.
Considering how hard they worked to help me move, I'll let them off this time.
Tang Baozhu found it quite amusing; the five soldiers looked at Feng Yi like mice seeing a cat.
It's easy to imagine how intense the training must have been before, to the point that it had become a natural reaction.
She never expected that the person who was so considerate to her would be so fun on the other side. She could already imagine that the days ahead would never be boring.
Since they're all moving furniture, I should take a look around. We're on a main road right now, and there's a stream less than five meters down a slope. Be careful, there's a lot of wasteland on the other side, which adds up to about two acres.
As you can imagine, this is reserved for the people living in the new houses here. When I came in, I seemed to notice that in front of those empty houses, there seemed to be about two acres of wasteland.
Tang Baozhu wondered if the conditions here were really that bad? The family members had to grow their own food. She looked at what was growing on the wasteland and it seemed to be potatoes and sweet potatoes.
In the south, rice is generally grown more. However, newly reclaimed wasteland is unlikely to be planted with rice. It usually needs to be fertilized for several years before rice can be planted there.
Moreover, everyone is short of food now. Sweet potatoes and potatoes have higher yields and are easier to fill people's stomachs, so it seems that everyone is growing these.
Tang Baozhu had a bit of a headache about farming. The land in the space was all planted by robots. If she had to farm herself after coming here, she might want to go back to live in the city.
Farming in the countryside is really hard work. There's no piecework, you have to dig the soil by hand, and it feels like your back will be ruined. Even pulling weeds makes your fingers hurt.
These are all experiences summarized from the previous worlds, not to mention that she has been to the countryside and farmed before.
At that time, because there was no shortage of food, she switched to an easier job, which saved her from disaster.
Thinking of this, Tang Baozhu looked at the two acres of land and felt a deep sense of bitterness and resentment.
When Feng Yi arrived, he saw his wife looking at the two acres of wasteland with a frown, and he immediately knew what she meant.
Sometimes he felt that his wife was quite easy to understand. After so many years of scheming and intrigue in the inner quarters, she had still maintained her innocence, which was rare.
Little did he know, his wife hadn't engaged in any scheming or backstabbing with anyone; the other party had simply withdrawn, and she hadn't actually experienced it.
As for Tang Baozhu, she was simply lazy. She hadn't experienced these things in the previous worlds. In the first world, as long as her belly was productive, she would win directly, since the emperor himself lacked sons.
The next two small worlds where marriages took place didn't experience any internal power struggles either. They progressed smoothly by completing missions and arrived here without any major conflicts. Needless to say, in this world, apart from the chaotic years when they had to save their lives, there was no need for any more fighting.
Feng Yi walked up to Tang Baozhu. "What's wrong? You look so bitter and resentful. What did those two acres of wasteland do to you?"
Even though he clearly understood what his wife meant, Feng Yi just wouldn't say it outright; he just liked to tease his wife.
"Those two acres of wasteland were allocated to us, right? Do you think I can farm with these hands?"
Tang Baozhu didn't stand on ceremony and directly stretched out her well-maintained, fair and tender hands in front of him so that he could have a good look at them.
How could Feng Yi not take advantage of such a freebie? He held his wife's hand and squeezed it gently a few times. If he hadn't heard the commotion of other people coming from afar, he wouldn't have wanted to let go.
"Don't worry, I'll start clearing it when I get off work. I'm strong enough to get all those people over with me. The more people there are, the faster we can clear it. So you don't need to worry about it. There's no need to be distracted by these little things. Just keep me in mind from now on."
Tang Baozhu stared at him intently for a few moments. How thick-skinned could someone be to say such shameless things?
If the wasteland is actually reclaimed and planted with crops, and you see how tired he is, having to train and do tasks every day, and then having to work in the fields when he comes back, I really don't have the nerve to make him do the work out of the ordinary.
I'm not a heartless person. We're going to spend our whole lives together, so how could I not feel sorry for him?
Tang Baozhu felt that this was the only problem; she wasn't hard-hearted enough. If she were harder-hearted and thicker-skinned, it would be better, but unfortunately, she hadn't cultivated that skill yet.
"Okay, okay, you go and move your things. We'll leave after you're done; it's getting a bit hot."
Tang Baozhu wasn't going to tell him about her complicated feelings. Since it was indeed allocated to her family and Feng Yi was going to cultivate it, then so be it. At worst, she could just take a couple more stimulants. She didn't believe she couldn't manage those few acres of land.
"It'll be done soon, just one or two more trips will be enough."
Feng Yi glanced at his wife's fair and tender face, which didn't even have a hint of sunburn, and knew that she must have just made up an excuse to get rid of him.
He planned to give her a good talking-to tonight to make her more patient with him. He couldn't bear to use any other punishments, so he could only give her a private punishment later that night.
Before moving things, he took a deep look at his wife, licked his dry lips, and then smiled.
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