Wang Yi wiped his face and walked towards his tent. He turned around and closed the curtain to keep Zheng Yeheng out.
A certain prince had never suffered such a big setback before and dared not say a word. Behind him, Wang Yi's sons all knelt down and asked their mother for forgiveness. Zheng Yeheng was helpless. He couldn't just kneel down with them, right?
"Wang Yi, please listen to my explanation. I have no intention of taking them away."
Just as Zheng Yeheng finished speaking, Wang Yi's voice came from the tent.
"I don't want to hear it. Your Highness, you are in a high position of power, and you command hundreds of people. I intend to keep these sons by your side to take care of you in your old age, and not to send them to the military camp. Stop talking, I want to go to sleep."
The fire went out and the tent was in darkness.
Wang Yi stopped talking, and the people outside could only sigh and shake their heads.
“Bang!”
Li Shoucheng slapped himself loudly, knowing that he had completely pissed off his mother today.
Li Shenggen helped him up, shook his head slightly, and whispered in the moonlight, "Let's talk about your matter when the time is right. Don't mention it again from now on."
Then he bowed to Zheng Yeheng and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry. Please go back. Mother will be well tomorrow."
Zheng Yeheng nodded: "First, stabilize the family business, then plan for the future. It's never too late to come to me."
After Zheng Yeheng left, Li Shoucheng returned to the tent feeling a little aggrieved. On the way, she met Lan Miao waiting for her, so she stepped forward and held the girl's hand.
Lan Miao pulled away shyly, but said, "You are too abrupt today. The farm at home hasn't been built yet, and the land hasn't been planted yet. How can you let me deal with these things alone? Besides, you, you haven't..." As she spoke, Lan Miao punched him in the chest, a little angry.
"Lan Miao, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I will wait until after the New Year to ask mother about marrying you. Once our family business is stable and I have completed my studies, we can talk about joining the army."
"Just keep it in mind."
Wang Yi was so angry that he tossed and turned in the tent and couldn't sleep.
She breathed a sigh of relief only after the noise outside the door died away.
What's the point of joining the army? Zheng Yeheng is so poor now that he doesn't even have a city. There is no future in following him.
Besides, she was in urgent need of filial piety points and wanted to adopt hundreds or even thousands of godsons. Who would let them go?
Even if you haven't built your house yet and haven't cultivated the land, if you still want to be a real man, you must have the ability to do so.
We are all peasants, and we need to learn how to fight for at least two years.
If everyone who goes dies, it would be better not to have had the experience at all.
They are a bunch of ignorant people. They want to curry favor with powerful people when they see them. But it is not that easy. It is a job that may cost their lives.
The next morning, the first thing Wang Yi did after waking up was to sign in.
"Sign-in successful! You have obtained 30 square meters of permanent land!"
The rewards for signing in today seem to be much worse than in the past, because in the past they were all doctor branch skills or Tiangong professions.
Maybe it’s because the two professions are temporarily full?
But permanent land is what Wang Yi needs most at the moment.
There were only 40 square meters of permanent land in the space now, and now we have another 30 square meters, so the area for growing things has expanded a lot.
She quickly divided a ten-square-meter piece of land and planted fruit trees.
The ten-square-meter herbal medicine field remained untouched.
Another ten square meters were cut to plant watermelons, tomatoes, white beans and cowpeas.
He only planted a few of each kind, because they could be grown in the space and bear fruit repeatedly, so he didn't need to plant too many. Unlike the land outside, the vines in the space wouldn't wither unless Wang Yi removed them personally.
It grows very fast, so we can eat watermelon tonight.
The remaining 40 square meters were all planted with corn and soybeans.
If grown on permanent land, it will mature in three days. If you water it with ripening fertilizer, it will ripen immediately.
Wang Yi's eyes were swollen when he woke up early because of scolding his son last night.
She put on another facial mask.
Next time I go to the city, I must buy a bronze mirror. It’s a bit uncomfortable not being able to see my own face clearly all day.
When I opened the tent door, my sons had already gone to work in the fields.
Cabbage and radish have been planted these days, watered and fertilized, waiting to be harvested in autumn.
Lan Miao brought over breakfast, which included the leftover roasted sweet potatoes from yesterday and the rice porridge that Wang Juanhua had cooked that morning, which contained many wild vegetables.
There is a lot of work to do at home recently, and the men need to add some oil and salt, as the soups and dishes are all salty.
"Let it go for now. Lan Miao, go and do your thing."
Lan Miao opened her mouth to say something but was blocked. Wang Yi knew that she wanted to say something to make up for Li Shoucheng, but there was no need to do so.
The fact is that she is in charge now, and no one can disobey her.
No matter what you say, she won't agree.
The roasted sweet potatoes were edible at the time of eating, but they were already cold by the next day and it made me choke just looking at them.
Salty soup doesn't go well with dessert.
Wang Yi felt that the food was a bit too much to eat, so he took out two small snacks from the space and ate them, as long as he was not hungry.
After eating the sweet food, she started to miss iced American coffee.
Maybe it would be a good idea to buy some good tea next time I go into town.
"Good morning, Auntie."
After Wang Yi finished eating, he saw Mo Xin coming out of the tent and saluted Wang Yi.
This rule is not common in ordinary families, so it is not difficult for Wang Yi to accept it, as long as she is not required to bow to others.
"Is breakfast ready?" Wang Yi asked. After a few seconds, Mo Xin replied:
"not yet."
Wang Yi kept trying to reassure herself that this was a patient and she needed to be patient. Then she asked, "I'll ask someone to make you some hot food."
But this time, Mosin didn't slow down his speech. Instead, he pointed at the cold roasted sweet potato and asked, "Auntie, can I eat this?"
Wang Yi was a little surprised. For Mo Xin, asking for help from the outside world was a rare thing. She nodded happily: "Of course. If you need anything, just tell me."
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