Chapter 448: Hoping for a Mother to Become a Phoenix in Ancient Farming Literature 12
Old Master Jing was still in good shape. He chased little brother Jing so hard that he had nowhere to hide and beat him until he could limp.
Jing Yu saw that his father and brother cried again and looked at his daughter with affection. They all surrounded their granddaughter Chang'an.
The two sisters-in-law of the Jing family came with their children and saw Jing Yu like a poor, neglected child. The two old people and the younger brother Jing were fighting over the child.
"Little sister, are you back?"
Jing Yu stood up and greeted her two sisters-in-law. Her three nephews also saluted Jing Yu very politely, "Hello, auntie!"
Oops! I forgot to buy gifts for my nephews.
so awkward!!
The two sisters-in-law knew their sister-in-law's personality and didn't think it was a big deal. They took her aside to ask about her well-being and chat about daily life.
The family had a happy lunch, and of course the old hen that Jing Yu brought back was indispensable on the table.
According to Mrs. Jing, "Jing Yu, that stingy guy, finally gave us a 'big' gift, so we must stew the old hen, otherwise I'm afraid she will take it back."
Changan felt that her mother also had the potential to be the sixth child.
When Grandpa Jing heard Jing Yu asking him to help drive some cows back from the grassland, he thought he had heard it wrong, "What did you say? Say it again."
"Next time you send a caravan into the grassland, bring back a few cows for me. I don't have any money now, so Dad, please help me pay for it first."
Mrs. Jing glanced at the chicken soup in the bowl. This old hen was a bit expensive.
She put down the bowl and asked curiously, "What do you want the cow for?"
Jing Yu placed his hands on his knees and answered his mother's question obediently, "I am willing to do pastry business, but one of the most important ingredients in my pastry recipes is milk."
When he heard her say that she wanted to do business, Mr. Jing agreed immediately and said, "Okay, there's a convoy going to the grassland in a few days, I'll bring it back to you."
It's okay to do some small business. No matter how much or how little you earn, it will be better than now.
With them watching over them, there is no need to worry about being bullied by others. Although the Jing family is not omnipotent in Qinghe Town, they still have some reputation and can say a few words in the government.
They had originally picked a suitable young man for Jing Yuxiang, but she disliked his ugly appearance and refused to accept him.
If she had been obedient and married the eldest son of the Luo family, how could her life have been so hard?
Forget it, don’t think about it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. This is the path Jing Yu chose himself.
She has finally agreed to go home, so don't make trouble because of something that happened long ago.
Jing Yu and Chang An played at the Jing family for a day, and then were taken back to Yejia Village with their bags in a carriage arranged by Mrs. Jing.
The death of the old hen was worth the money, and Jing Yu was so happy that he was visibly pleased.
Thinking of what Sister Jing said, she asked Changan, "Shall we discuss with Grandma about moving to town?"
If they want to do business, living in town is indeed more convenient than living in Yejia Village. They don’t have enough money to buy a house, but don’t they still have the Jing family?
If your parents are willing to help, accept their help. Don't be hypocritical and say that you have to rely on yourself. It would be foolish not to rely on your backers.
"Okay," Changan doesn't care where he lives? As long as it's convenient.
When Ye Min came out of the kitchen, she saw the carriage leaving and Jing Yu carrying large and small bags into the house. "Did he go to rob his in-laws?"
She helped to take some things to lighten the weight in Jing Yu's hands.
I looked down and saw that they were all daily necessities and snacks, rice, flour, cakes, and cloth.
Jing Yu chuckled and said, "My mother insisted on giving it to me, and I couldn't refuse, so I took it all back."
Chang'an suspected that she was seeing things and recalled the scene just now. Her mother was like Japanese invaders entering the village, and she still had the nerve to say that she was embarrassed to refuse?
She felt the same way as her grandmother for a second.
During dinner, they discussed with Ye Min and decided to move to the town.
Jing Yu got up early in the morning to make cookies. She was going to the town to ask her father for help in finding a house, and to try out the market prices of the cookies.
It was already dawn when she made the cookies. This time she did not bring Chang'an with her, but went to the town alone, carrying the cookies in a basket.
Chang'an had nothing to do at home, so while Ye Min was working in the fields, she went up the mountain along a small path.
She was not hunting, she just wanted to have fun. Tongzi said that Ye Baoshun had gone up the mountain, so she gave him a wasp set meal as well.
"Tongzi, can you find where the hornet's nest is?"
[There are no wasps, but there is a beehive in the ravine ahead, and there is a lot of honey.]
Pure natural wild honey must be harvested and brought home. Some biscuits require honey as an auxiliary ingredient.
Changan walked with his short legs, grunting and panting in the direction indicated by 996.
"Tongzi, in the next dimension, we have long legs of 1.8 meters.
So annoying!
996 hid in the space and laughed secretly. Whether Chang'an was in the mission plane or in her real height, her height was not even as tall as the grass on the grave.
If she keeps being lazy and doesn't practice, she will never grow up. The growth of a divine beast depends on cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the faster it grows.
[Your Highness, Tongzi advises you to practice diligently. Growing taller is not a dream.]
Chang'an thought about the boring life of cultivation and thought, forget it, it's okay to be short.
She has a father, and her father is very good. When she can't beat him, she calls him dad, who is faster than her own cultivation.
996: This is the laziest divine beast it has ever seen, no doubt about it.
She could always find a reason to lie down.
Chang'an walked for more than half an hour before she reached the valley that 996 mentioned. There was a particularly large beehive on the stone wall. She wrapped the entire beehive with her spiritual power and moved it all into the space.
996 thought about the incident of taking the silver from Old Ye's house before, [Your Highness, can't you use your spiritual sense to take things from a distance? Why did you ask me to steal, ugh! Take the silver? ]
"Why do you want me to do something you can do yourself? Don't try to be lazy, or I'll tell Da Yi that you bullied me when I get back."
[…I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.]
If Changan really complained, with Dayi's mindless and spoiled nature, it would have to be demolished once again. Life would be difficult. How many lifetimes of sin had it committed?
"Hmph! (｀へ′)"
Why should she do things that the system can do? Is it necessary to worship the system as an ancestor if she doesn't use it?
Of course she knew how to use her spiritual sense to pick up objects from a distance, but her current cultivation level was too low, and her spiritual sense could only reach a range of a hundred meters. Otherwise, why would she need to run over to collect this nest of honey?
The reason why 996 was not asked to collect the honey was because it was busy doing something in the space.
996 I think its name can be changed to 007. Changan is a born capitalist and it is really exploiting its only employee to death.
It was staying peacefully in the system space, and she pulled it out without saying a word and threw it into the companion space.
996 is farming with the two robots it made.
"Tongzi, don't think I can't hear you talking in space, hurry up and see where Ye Baoshun is."
Changan walked out along the path he had just walked. How dare he call her a capitalist in her own space?
996 trembled in fear, forgetting that this was Chang'an's space. All its thoughts and ideas were under her control.
It immediately checked Ye Baoshun's location, "Your Highness, if you keep walking out from here, he is playing mahjong with his friends outside the mountain."
The way down the mountain is easier to walk than the way up, and there are not so many twists and turns.
Near the outskirts of the mountain, Chang'an heard the chattering of children.
She released the bees, controlling them so as not to harm innocent people, and chased Ye Baoshun to sting him alone.
"Ah! There's a bee, run."