Chapter 120 Stopping Lin Zhiyi's Carriage
Mu Yunzhao opened the oil-paper package, took out a piece of cake and handed it to Zhang Wanqing, "Sister Zhang, if your aunt knew you were in this state, she would definitely be heartbroken. For her sake, you should take good care of yourself."
After waking up at night, Zhang Wanqing became much more sober and accepted the fact that her mother had passed away.
Thinking of what her mother said to her before she died, she took the pastry.
After taking a bite, she burst into tears again.
Mu Yunzhao took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhang Wanqing's tears. "Why are you crying again?"
"Sister Mu."
Zhang Wanqing hugged Mu Yunzhao and cried feeling very aggrieved.
Mu Yunzhao persuaded her for a long time before Zhang Wanqing stopped crying.
"Sister Mu is making fun of me."
"How could that be? It just so happens that I don't have a biological sister either. Seeing Sister Zhang is like seeing my own sister."
Mu Yunzhao always looked at Zhang Wanqing gently, with a sincere expression on his face.
Although Li Wenjing still ignored her, she still wanted to thank Zhang Wanqing for giving her this opportunity - to get close to Li Wenjing.
She knew that she could only coax Zhang Wanqing into submission so that she would have a chance to get close to Li Wenjing in the future.
Zhang Wanqing was moved again when she heard this.
She has no family now, and Li Wenjing is indifferent to her. Only Miss Mu is willing to stay with her.
"Sister Zhang, have you made up your mind? Do you want to go back to Xishui Village together?"
Zhang Wanqing nodded, "My mother entrusted me to Your Highness before she died."
"What? Entrusted to His Highness?"
Mu Yunzhao was full of surprise.
No wonder people were so active in deposing the crown prince after Mrs. Zhang Taifu died.
But didn't she lose her virginity? How could the deposed prince still be willing?
Even if he is willing, he cannot have an unclean queen in the future.
"His Highness also agreed?"
Zhang Wanqing paused, "Although His Highness hasn't verbally agreed, the fact that he's willing to stay and bury my mother explains everything, except..."
"Just what?"
Zhang Wanqing shook her head, "Nothing."
However, her mother asked her to be a concubine before she died, so how could she be willing to do that?
Now the deposed prince is a commoner. It is already a great injustice for her to marry him. She can no longer be his concubine.
Mu Yunzhao forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, Sister Zhang, for finding someone to rely on."
Although the two slept together that night, they each had their own thoughts.
The next day.
When the Lin family woke up, they felt that sleeping in bed was more comfortable.
Early in the morning, Mother Fang got up to cook, and white smoke came out of the chimney in the yard.
At the dinner table.
Lin Fu said, "Ran'er and Yan'er, you two will follow me to the fields to open up wasteland today."
That night, Lin Fu had already decided that he would plant the fields well.
Today, I observed farmers working in the fields and it didn't seem that difficult.
Lin Xiuran and Lin Xiuyan agreed.
Mrs. Song asked, "Let's go too."
Lin Fu disagreed. "What can you do? You should stay home and do some needlework."
Mrs. Song thought for a moment and said, "Okay, we women can make some clothes at home."
Summer is here, but they are still wearing spring clothes, which are made of thick material.
Mrs. Song thought about going to the county, buying some cloth, and making clothes for everyone in the family.
Shoes also need to be made.
Although the women of wealthy families were proficient in needlework, they were often not needed for these tasks. There were embroiderers in the mansion, and they only needed to make a few sets of underwear for their husbands every year.
Now they have to buy all these by themselves.
Mother Fang: "Then let Dalin go with us."
Dalin: "Yes, I'll come too."
Although Dalin was a child from a commoner's family, he grew up in the city and his family had no land, so he naturally didn't know how to farm.
This time Lin Fu agreed, "Okay."
Seeing that all the men in the family had gone, Lin Zheng felt that there was no reason for him to stay home alone to enjoy the good life. He said, "Grandfather, Father, Zheng'er is going too."
Lin Fuke was reluctant to let the seven-year-old Lin Zheng suffer so early. If he wanted to suffer, he would have to endure endless suffering when he grew up.
"Zheng'er, just stay at home. Ask your father to go to the county and buy you some books someday. You are at the age where you should study, so just study at home. If you really want to work, then do what you can at home."
"Yes, grandson has noted it."
After dinner, Lin Zhiyi saw his father, two brothers, and Dalin carrying a hoe and about to go out. Lin Zhiyi asked, "Are you going to open up wasteland like this?"
The four of them were confused and said, "Yeah."
Lin Xiuyan explained: "Let's go weed the fields first."
Yesterday, Lin Xiuran and Lin Xiuyan went to buy farm tools, and Lin Zhiyi did not ask about it. Today, when she looked into the yard, she found that her two brothers only bought some simple farm tools, not even a plow.
I watched the four of them walk out of the house.
Forget it, just let them be.
Lin Zhiyi told Mrs. Song that she was going to the county to buy some food and clothes for the family.
Buy a plow by the way.
Their family has eight acres of wasteland. If they rely solely on manpower to turn the land over, no one knows how long it will take to turn the land over.
What's more, among these four people, I'm afraid only Brother Dalin can do the work.
Lin Zhiyi and Chai Ya were driving a carriage on the road when a carriage came from the opposite direction.
What Lin Zhiyi didn't know was that the people sitting in the carriage were Li Wenjing, Zhu Sheng and Zhang Wanqing.
Li Wenjing hired a carriage to take them to Xishui Village.
As for Mu Yunzhao, she was driven off the carriage by Zhu Sheng as soon as she got on.
Zhu Sheng told the coachman to hurry up.
Mu Yunzhao ran after it, but failed to catch up. After a while, the carriage left her far behind.
Zhang Wanqing glared at Zhu Sheng in the carriage, "Why did you chase Sister Mu away?"
Zhu Sheng said unhappily, "If Miss Zhang wants to go down and keep Miss Mu company, there's still time."
With just one look from his master, he knew what to do.
If it weren't for Master Zhang's consideration, Miss Zhang herself couldn't even get on her master's carriage, yet she was still worrying about others!
"you……"
Zhang Wanqing choked and was about to curse the dog slave for daring to speak to her like that.
But in front of Li Wenjing, she swallowed her words back.
Mu Yunzhao's legs were aching from walking so much.
She didn't expect that Li Wenjing was so ruthless. His servants drove her out of the carriage, but he didn't say a word.
She also blamed Zhang Wanqing in her heart. She was so good to Zhang Wanqing, but Zhang Wanqing didn't care about her life or death at all.
After walking for a while, Mu Yunzhao sat on a stone by the roadside to rest for a while and continued on his way.
Although I had to walk a lot on the road to exile, it was good that I had someone to keep me company.
Now she is alone, why does she feel tired after walking for a while?
I saw a carriage coming from afar. The carriage looked very familiar, and it seemed like Lin Zhiyi's carriage.
The carriage came closer, and she looked closely. It was indeed the Lin family's carriage, and the person sitting in the front driving the carriage was Lin Zhiyi.
She waved her hands to signal the carriage to stop, "Sister Lin, I'm Zhao Zhao, please stop and give me a ride, hey, Sister Lin..."
The carriage didn't even stop and passed by Mu Yunzhao.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
