Chapter 130: No Way for Her to Survive
A surge of anger surged in Zhang Wanqing's heart.
Thinking back to that day, she went to look for Li Wenjing and seemed to have heard his voice from Lin Zhiyi's room, but when she asked her, she said she didn't see him.
When burying his mother, His Highness also said that the money was given by Lin Zhiyi, clearly wanting her to remember Lin Zhiyi's kindness.
It was a blessing that she trusted Lin Zhiyi so much before.
Mu Yunzhao snorted in her heart. This was exactly the effect she wanted.
Even if she didn't step forward, she could let the idiot Zhang Wanqing deal with Lin Zhiyi, and then make Li Wenjing hate Zhang Wanqing, killing two birds with one stone.
She took Zhang Wanqing's hand and said, "Sister Zhang, you're already very pitiful. If you could marry His Highness, it might be a way out, but Miss Lin doesn't want to leave you any way out at all."
"Sister Mu, thank you for telling me the truth. I'll go back first."
Zhang Wanqing was a little distraught when she left.
Mu Yunzhao also put away his sneer.
After returning home, Zhang Wanqing went straight into the kitchen and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
Zhu Sheng was surprised.
When she ran out just now, her master didn't allow her to look for her, and she thought that Miss Zhang would never come back after she left because of the kick from her master.
Unexpectedly, she not only came back, but also pretended nothing happened.
"I just had dinner with my master. He has gone to the fields. There is some rice left in the pot for you. Go and eat it."
"Okay, thank you, Master Zhusheng."
Zhang Wanqing picked up the bowl, filled herself with food, and carried it to the main room.
This surprised Zhu Sheng. How come she seemed like a different person after going out?
But it’s okay, as long as she doesn’t cause trouble for her master, everyone can live in peace.
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Lin Zhiyi bought hundreds of medium-sized pottery jars from the city.
Together with Chai Ya, he moved down from the carriage.
Mrs. Song, her two sisters-in-law, and Mrs. Fang all came over to help when they saw this.
Lin Zhiyi said, "Second sister-in-law, you are still pregnant, come inside and rest. Oh, there are some cakes I brought for you in the carriage, take them down and eat them."
Fang Luo was stunned for a moment and felt ashamed for having wrongly accused Lin Zhiyi last time.
Her sister-in-law always considers her and is even more considerate than her husband Lin Xiuyan. How can she still doubt her?
Seeing that her second sister-in-law was stunned and motionless, Lin Zhiyi took two bags of cakes from the carriage and stuffed them into Fang Luo's hands. "Here, second sister-in-law, take them. You must eat more and don't let your nephews and nieces go hungry."
Mrs. Song also said, "Yes, you are still pregnant. Go inside and rest. Don't get tired."
Fang Luo paused again.
It was not until now that she understood one thing: her parents-in-law and husband all listened to her sister-in-law. What she said was square, and what she said was round, she said was round.
In the past, my sister-in-law often wentssiped in front of her parents-in-law and husband, and they blamed her without asking why.
Now, my sister-in-law has suddenly changed her temperament and is caring for me from time to time, and my parents-in-law and husband have also become more caring towards me.
She suddenly realized that the key person in the family was her aunt. If she treated her aunt a little better, the whole family would be ten times better to her.
How stupid! Why didn’t you realize this before and go against your aunt?
She smiled and said, "Thank you, sister. I'll go back to my room first."
She can't do heavy work, but she can do some needlework.
Fang Luo thought, it would be better to go back to the room now and make some clothes or a pair of shoes for her sister-in-law.
"Go, sister-in-law, remember to eat more. I'll buy you more after you finish eating."
Everyone took all the pottery jars off the carriage and placed them in the yard.
"Sister, why did you buy so many pottery jars?" Gu Wanyun couldn't help but ask.
"You'll know in a few days."
Lin Zhiyi took Chai Ya to her room again and moved the two or three hundred sweet potatoes she had prepared to the yard in several batches.
As she instructed, all the sweet potatoes were soaked in water.
Today's work is done.
Lin Zhiyi planned to go to the fields again.
Lin Zhiyi took back Boss Cui's newly improved plow. In consideration of the five hundred taels of silver that Li Wenjing gave her, she would lend the plow to him.
Lin Zhiyi drove the carriage directly to Li Wenjing's land.
I saw Li Wenjing plowing the fields himself.
Lin Zhiyi was surprised to see that he was working very well.
In their own fields, Lin Fu and three others were harrowing the land.
Lin Zhiyi waved to Li Wenjing from a distance. Li Wenjing looked over as if he had telepathy. He was delighted to see Lin Zhiyi, then stopped what he was doing and walked over.
"It's so hot in the fields, why are you here?"
Thinking of what happened last night, Li Wenjing's ears started burning again.
He quickly looked away, not daring to look into Lin Zhiyi's eyes, like a child who had done something wrong.
"You think I'm willing to come? I'm here to bring you a plow." Lin Zhi pointed at the carriage, "The plow is on the carriage. Boss Cui has improved it again. It should be better than the one from yesterday.
You tried it yesterday, so you should be able to use it. Remember to return it to us after you’re done with it.”
"Thank you." Li Wenjing said.
"No need, you already paid the money yesterday."
Li Wenjing understood that Lin Zhiyi was talking about the five hundred taels.
"Why are you tilling the fields today? Don't you have hired someone to do it?"
Li Wenjing: "Only when you personally work in the fields do you realize how difficult farming is."
"Well, you will be a good emperor in the future."
Lin Zhiyi walked away and went to his own land.
Only Li Wenjing was left standing there, lost in thought.
Lin Zhi saw that the weeds were piled at the edge of the field and had dried up, so she picked them up and threw them into the field.
Lin Xiuyan, who was not far away, saw this and ran over. "Sister, we finally picked it up, why are you throwing weeds into the field again?"
"It's compost."
Lin Xiuyan was surprised, "Fertilizer?"
"Yes, burn weeds or straw, mix the ashes with soil, and it can be used as fertilizer."
Wood ash contains potassium and phosphorus, and burning it can also kill insect eggs.
"Sister, how do you know all this?"
"I've seen it in a book." Lin Zhiyi answered without hesitation.
This surprised Lin Xiuyan even more. Didn't his sister dislike reading since she was a child? How come she liked reading after marrying into the Qin family?
It should be influenced by Qin Lang.
He felt more and more sorry for Lin Zhiyi. His sister had given so much for Qin Lang, but Qin Lang, such a heartless man, hurt her so much.
If I have the chance to return to Chang'an, I will never let him go!
"Can it really be used as fertilizer?"
"Yes, second brother."
"Then let me do it."
There was only one rake, and it was not needed for raking the field. Lin Xiuyan picked up the weeds and scattered them in the field as Lin Zhiyi had instructed.
"Come together, second brother."
"It's too hot in the fields. Don't get tanned. Go home quickly."
Lin Xiuyan chased Lin Zhiyi away.
"I'll work for a while and then go home."
"Okay, I can only do it for a while."
Although he said it would be a while, Lin Zhiyi couldn't stop working.
This surprised Li Wenjing who was not far away. He didn't expect that Lin Zhiyi, a rich girl who had been spoiled since childhood, was not afraid of dirt and fatigue and was willing to do such rough and tiring work.
One acre of field was filled with weeds, and Lin Zhiyi set it on fire.
If it were to be fermented, it would take two or three months, so she could only use this simple method. In addition, she used spiritual spring water to wet the ground when planting sweet potatoes. She believed that the harvest should not be too bad.
When he was tired, Lin Zhiyi sat under a big tree to rest.
Li Wenjing also came over and wanted to discuss the matter of growing sweet potatoes with Lin Zhiyi.
Before the two of them could say a few words, Zhang Wanqing ran over and approached Li Wenjing, "Sir, I'm here to bring you some water."
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