Chapter 41 Sons, it’s time to eat



"Xinyingzhuang? The village next to the newly built military camp? This name is too random."

Wang Yi sat unsteadily in the carriage, opening the map given by Zheng Yeheng in his hand.

Just across the carriage was the prince's personal soldier Hong Jiu, who was riding a tall horse. Her complaints were very loud, which scared Wang Juanhua and other wives so much that they quickly gestured to their mother to be quiet.

"Mom, the prince's men are outside on horseback, let's keep our voices down."

Hong Jiu was extremely embarrassed, but didn't dare to say anything. After all, the prince had said that he had to listen to Li Wangshi all the way, so he had to pretend not to hear.

A bunch of intellectuals who can't even find a good name for themselves are such good-for-nothings.

Afraid that her daughters-in-law would be scared, Wang Yi stopped scolding them, but she had already scolded Zheng Yeheng in her heart.

"Our future is uncertain after settling in Xinying Village, but we don't have to flee from famine." Wang Juanhua touched her belly and smiled.

Who would want to run around when she is pregnant? She is very content to be able to settle down, especially in a place not far from her hometown, so in the end she has not left her hometown.

The original road to Yequpo was from the south gate of Qingdong City, but to reach Xinyingzhuang, you have to go southwest.

A group of one hundred armed guards, escorting a small logistics team and less than thirty farmers, this combination really looked very strange.

Wang Yi didn't ask the village chief to go out of his way to find the people from Yequpo. The situation in Xinying Village was unclear, so they could only bring the people from Yequpo back after they had settled down. Currently, only the village chief and his family were with them.

Zhao Xueya, the third daughter-in-law, said, "The prince said that the entire Xinying Village would be given to our family. We can't cultivate the 100 acres of land. If the village chief's family also wants to farm, wouldn't they become our tenants? Mother, isn't that a bad idea?"

"What's wrong with that?" said the second daughter-in-law, Meng Cuilan. "There's still mountain land around here. When we reclaim it, all the proceeds will belong to us. First come, first served. If the village chief doesn't want to help us farm, he can just go and reclaim the land himself. It's better than starving to death."

"After all, that's the village chief's family—"

"Let's not even talk about the village, even the country is gone. Who cares about this anymore?"

"Hey, my second sister-in-law is right."

Wang Yi did not participate in the discussion, but kept squinting his eyes and looked half asleep, but in fact he was growing seedlings in the space.

One hundred acres sounds like a lot, but there are seven sons in her family. Each of them gets a dozen acres, and the land is divided up in the blink of an eye. There is no chance for them to be tenant farmers. These daughters-in-law really think too much.

In the afternoon, the group finally arrived at Xinyingzhuang after riding at full speed.

The location of Xinyingzhuang used to be a relatively prosperous small village with about thirty households, but when they arrived, they saw only ruins.

The roof of the haystack was completely black, leaving only ashes and broken walls, and there were a few charred remains inside.

The surrounding farmlands were covered with weeds that were more than a meter tall, and the outlines of the fields could only be distinguished by the height of the grass.

"So the big fire in the north started here. It's even worse than our Yequpo. At least we're all still alive, but this village is deserted."

The village chief was helped out of the car by his son because of a broken leg. Looking at the ruined village, he felt sad.

"Can Your Highness really guarantee our safety here?" Wang Yi frowned. This was obviously a sin caused by human invasion.

Rebuilding on the old site was somewhat easier. They could just scrape the old bricks and use them in the new one. But the culprit that caused all this would inevitably come back twice.

"Please rest assured. The prince has already sent people to eliminate the banditry within a hundred miles of Qingdong City, especially to capture the rebel army of the Ma family. The prince also wants to build a military camp on this open space, which is absolutely the safest. As long as we pay attention to any small-time bandits during the construction, we will be enough to deter them here."

That's fine.

Wang Yi felt relieved, knowing that the army was definitely a safe guarantee.

"Will we need to rebuild the village here in the future, or will it all belong to us?"

"The prince said it's yours. How the farm is built and how many people need to live in it are all yours. The boundaries of the fields are marked on the map. There are more than 300 acres of land around here, and one-third of it is allocated to you. Later, the prince will send a group of military households to build a village on the other side of the camp and cultivate the remaining land to support the army."

Wang Yi glanced at the nearby terrain and suddenly pointed:

"Thirty miles from here is Shengyun City of the old country. It is currently occupied by a small group of rebel forces. What is your goal, sir?"

Hong Jiu was slightly stunned, just smiled and didn't say anything.

The prince's plan was a military secret, and even if someone guessed it, he couldn't respond.

Fortunately, Wang Yi didn't care about this. Since their thoughts had been guessed, there was no need to lie and hide it.

She glanced at Li Shenggen who was approaching and said to her eldest son, "Let's build a shack today and choose a spot. We'll start building the house tomorrow."

The word "building a house" seemed to motivate him, and Li Shenggen's eyes lit up.

"Okay, mother!"

Three months since the flood, the family hasn't had a single day of comfort. They've had a good rest these past two days, but that was earned by their mother's life, and she was almost burned to death yesterday.

Being able to build a house and settle down from now on is more exciting than anything else.

On the other side of the open space, the logistics team from the army had already started setting up camp.

Because a house is to be built here, the shack has to be built more sturdily, and we have to live in it for two or three months before the house is completed.

So this time, the daughter-in-law and sons worked very hard and built the shack firmly.

It was getting dark, but everyone was still busy.

Wang Yi looked around and saw that no one was idle. She had no choice but to cook for herself.

"Ding! A random task has been triggered. Prepare enough dinner for the whole family. Task Rewards: 12 points of filial piety, soybean seeds, and 10 square meters of permanent land."

Let me cook?

Wang Yi glanced at the cold pot and stove on the floor, feeling a little uncomfortable. But she had cooked before when she lived alone, and now the kitchenware was just a little bigger and more primitive, so it shouldn't be difficult.

As an independent and self-reliant beauty of the new century, I will work hard!

Wang Yi picked up a few bricks and stones from the abandoned village house, built an earthen stove, then opened the grain bag on the carriage and began to look for something to cook.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that she had harvested nearly 500 kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes in the space.

It's time to put the blame on Zheng Yeheng again.

Just say you took it from him.

Anyway, his sons would not ask the prince.

He immediately set to work, boiling water in a pot and slicing a bunch of sweet potatoes. He then cooked enough rice for the whole family—it was indeed a gift from the prince, all white rice, not coarse at all.

Sweet potato rice is fragrant, sweet and filling enough.

She cut a few more strips of bacon and started stir-frying cucumbers in another small pot.

The big pot meal is actually quite easy to make, but the quantity is large. After half an hour, the smoke will billow and the fragrance will waft in the wind.

The sky was getting dark.

Wang Yi wiped the sweat from her forehead. The firelight illuminated her palm-sized face, making it look particularly warm.

She laughed and shouted:

"Sons, come and eat!"

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