After Changning got up, she went to the outer room, where Hongzhao was reciting his lessons fluently. He was very smart, but a bit playful.
When Yinzhen tested him, he not only had to be able to recite it, but also understand its meaning and be able to provide annotations. Hongzhao answered fluently.
Yinzhen was satisfied: "Not bad. After you have your meal, rest early. Tomorrow, your father will take you to work in the fields."
"Farming?" Hongzhao was stunned. This was not what he had imagined!
But it sounds really interesting!
Just then, he saw Changning coming over, so he quickly ran over, took Changning's hand, and asked in a cute voice, "Mommy, what is farming? Do you know how to farm?"
Changning squeezed his chubby little hand and said gently, "It's just growing some grains and vegetables. The rice and greens we usually eat are all grown in the fields. What does Hongzhao like to eat?"
"I like to eat meat!"
Eating meat... um... this can't be grown.
Yinzhen smiled and continued, "Food is the most important thing for the people, and agriculture is the foundation of the country. Growing grain is the foundation of the nation. Would Hongzhao be willing to give it a try?"
Upon hearing this, Hongzhao immediately felt it was very impressive, sounding just like a Baturu (a powerful and influential figure in martial arts). So he nodded happily, "I want to plant it! I want to plant it! When my brother comes back, I'll plant it with him!"
Yinzhen was quite pleased: "Of course, when Honghui and Hongyan return, Father will also lead them to farm."
Looking at her son, who was completely unaware of the truth, Changning sighed and hoped that Hongzhao wouldn't cry after a long day.
Although she supported Yinzhen's farming and thought it was meaningful and interesting, it was really tiring!
Being a farmer, facing the loess soil with your back to the sky, is not something anyone can do well.
Of course, she wouldn't spoil the fun; instead, she clapped and cheered, encouraging her son and also inviting Hutuli and Yierha to experience it together.
Hutuli sensed something was wrong when she saw her mother winking at her. Although farming sounded interesting, she still refused.
For no other reason than her understanding of her mother.
That expression just now was definitely gloating.
Watching Hu Tu shake like a rattle drum, Chang Ning sighed, "The older the child gets, the harder they are to fool. Luckily, Hong Zhao is still young."
The dinner served that evening featured dishes unique to the village.
There's a dish of braised pork and bamboo shoots, honey-glazed lotus root, scallion-flavored crucian carp, and a dry pot chicken in the middle.
"Mom, this chicken is delicious!" This dry pot chicken is spicy and fragrant, the chicken meat is fried to a golden brown, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. It is indeed delicious.
Changning nodded: "That's because this chicken is different from the chicken from other places."
The children looked on with curiosity, and Hutu asked, "What's different?"
Changning cleared his throat and explained to the children, "This kind of chicken is called a free-range chicken. It is raised in the wild, running all over the mountains and fields. It exercises every day, so its meat tastes better."
Even Yinzhen was shocked. A stray chicken?
The children looked at Changning with great admiration. "Mom is so amazing! She knows how to raise chickens!"
Changning chuckled, but Yinzhen looked at her with suspicion, thinking that this little girl was trying to fool him.
However, he didn't expose the truth in front of the child, thinking he would ask Su Peisheng later how the chicken was raised.
After the meal, Yinzhen asked Su Peisheng to bring over a few sets of clothes. Compared to the fine silks and satins they wore, these clothes were particularly plain in color and a bit faded, making them look very poor.
Fourth Master is really into immersive role-playing!
Look at how dedicated they are!
However, when Changning touched it, she felt that the material was quite good. Although the master wanted clothes that farmers wore, would Su Peisheng dare to actually take coarse cloth clothes?
The masters are all delicate and precious. Their skin will probably break out in rashes or itch from the friction of rough clothes. Why make them suffer?
So Su Peisheng instructed the needlework nanny to quickly produce several sets of "fake peasant clothes" with dark colors but good material.
However, this is quite novel for pampered masters.
"Father, is this what farmers wear to work in the fields?"
Hutuli's eyes were full of curiosity. To be honest, she thought the colors were simple and pretty, especially since Changning had asked Yuxia to make several headscarves with the same pattern, which looked quite unique.
Hutu is eager to change her clothes.
She compared them and found that the clothes were quite tight-fitting, especially the sleeves, which were small and tight. She thought this was probably for ease of work, and it looked a lot like riding clothes.
Yinzhen took the clothes and said to them, "After breakfast tomorrow morning, we'll change our clothes and go to the fields. Remember to wear thick-soled shoes."
"good!"
Seeing the children's eager expressions, even Yierha blushed at this rare opportunity. Changning chuckled to herself, planning to sit nearby tomorrow, holding an umbrella, drinking tea and enjoying snacks.
As expected, the children got up early the next morning, except for Hongmin and Hongchen who were still sleeping.
Changning called them all over to have breakfast together, and Eunuch Ma came along to serve them. He knew exactly what these young masters liked.
There's a dazzling array of dishes, including jujube paste cake, millet porridge, steamed egg custard, small buns the size of longan fruits, rose pastries, chive boxes, beef pies, tofu pudding, and more. There are also local specialties like pickled radishes, eggplant in soy sauce, and pickled cowpeas, all best enjoyed with porridge.
Yierha had never seen such a variety of breakfasts before. Her nanny had always ordered her meals. The nanny was old and loved soft desserts and porridge, so Yierha ate porridge and desserts every morning.
Moreover, in order to cherish her blessings and maintain her health, she could only eat until she was six or seven tenths full.
The Fujin rarely had breakfast with her, so Yierha was shocked to see Hongzhao eat a beef shumai dripping with oil and juice in two bites.
However, she concealed her surprise well and drank a bowl of tofu pudding with Hutuli, and also tried several kinds of pies that she had never eaten before, feeling more full than ever before.
There were no nannies here to stop her or tell her the rules, such as that she could only eat three bites at most, or that she could only eat the dishes her father ate. She only needed to eat what she liked and what interested her, and that was enough for her.
We need to do farm work today; we won't have the strength if we're not well-fed.
Changning thoughtfully picked up a piece of assorted dumplings for her.
"The filling inside these assorted dumplings is unpredictable; you might not be able to taste anything special. That's the joy of opening a blind box. Yierha, you should try it."
Yierha obediently took a bite and found that it was a mixture of fish and shrimp, which was very fresh and suited her taste. After thanking Chun'e's mother, she picked up another bite herself. This time it was a mixture of sesame and peanut filling, which was also very fragrant.
Because of this, she ate twice as much as usual, and when everyone changed clothes and went to walk in the fields, she felt like she had eaten too much.
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