Assassin Farmer

“Tired today?” Lin Shiyao walked into the bedroom after taking a bath and saw that his little wife had come back from the west wing to visit the three little babies.

“Fine. It was just a surprise. I didn't expect Ying Yun to be so quick.” Su Shuiju sat in front of the dressing table and removed the hair accessories from her hair. Recall the way Ying Yun told her about this decision. Then, without regret, she feared that after tonight she would miss a good opportunity and the two of them would return to the past. But when the two of them went to the chapel, she really saw the drowning from the bottom of Shi Brand's eyes. Although it was extremely faint, it showed that Shi Brand had actually taken her to heart, didn't it?

“By the way, yesterday the village chief told me that after Dragon Boat, the farming business will begin. The new five acres opened a year ago, can it be sown?” When I closed the curtains, I saw the beautiful banana swaying out of the window and thought about what the village chief had asked her to discuss yesterday.

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Since three years ago, good-hearted Sister Liang picked up a homeless little maid in the streets of Built City, Su Shui raised the mind of the city's orphaned widows and needy urban residents. When I came to the other yard, I really needed help to take care of it. Second, I saw a child who was only in his teens, and was forced by life to go on the path of no return...

Two years ago, after careful discussions with Jing Jing, she finally opened a mindfulness hall with only one door next door to the Young Yang Hospital. At first, the people of the city didn't know what kind of business they were dealing with. Half a month later, a teenage boy from abroad knelt in the street outside the nursery hall, sold himself to bury his father, and was brought into the shop by the master cabinet of the nursery hall. After giving him enough silver to bury his late father, he was taken to the Qingyang Medical Center to examine his body. After being safe, he was brought to the flowering hospital. First, he followed the management, starting with the children. A year later, on the Qing Ming Festival, the 12-year-old was transferred to the sauce shop by Su Shui after he had sacrificed his father at the foot of the Qing Yu Temple. He became a little fellow. The bags and meals are covered and there are 300 copper revenues per month. In this way, the people of the city are well aware of the role of the sanctuary. But any poor, doorless child can go to the nursery hall to try it. Or arrange work in a shop in the city, or join another courtyard as a maid's page. After running off to tell the story, many orphan widows went to the nursing home for help. Healthcare Hall did help them solve their survival problems. While some livelihoods are not easy, it makes them feel safe.

In this way, the "heyuan" is fine, as are the shops and medical centers, the staff is basically sufficient, no longer need to be helped by Jing Wang Mansion or blood dispatch, but accordingly, the demand for rations has increased dramatically.

To this end, after harvesting last autumn, Lin Shiyao led a dry and strong life in another courtyard. In the outermost periphery of the flowering courtyard, another five acres of wasteland were cultivated. He intends to start planting it this year when the mangroves are planted.

Although the newly reclaimed harvest will not be very good, after much of the half-year conservation, the basic harvest is likely to be fine.

As for the stuffed foods, flowering the Great Lakes pond of the other yard, fish and shrimp crabs are produced more than a year ago. Large livestock farms, first built in southeast Luoshui Yard, have also been supplied normally since last year. Chicken, duck, sheep and pigs, as long as they can be farmed and managed, have bought pups for farming. After a year, the supply was surplus, and it was also smoked into sauce, sauce duck, saucefish, etc. by the sauce brewery and sold inside and outside Bulo-city.

As for the chicken, duck, sheep and pigs farmed by the villagers in the "Heyuan", if there is any surplus, they can also be sold to the sauce mill. If the house is dirty and they do not want to farm, they can also go to the farm to pick and buy them.

With the flourishing of the livestock farm, Su Shuiju and Lin Siyao negotiated and opened a silk weaving workshop at the foot of Xiu Feng in the flowering courtyard.

Just because the mulberry trees flourish on Xiu Feng, there are many wild silkworms. Together with Bulo-city at the southern end of Dahui, temperatures in all seasons are a little warmer than in other cities. It would be better to build a workshop here.

After commissioning three elderly weavers of nearly half a hundred years to be hired from Dahui towns for high salaries, the "Takeshi Building" finally ended up in this novel silk weaving workshop in other countries at the beginning of the year.

Spring is the season when mulberry silkworms spit into cocoons, so during this time, all the people in the silk weavershop, including three old weavers, five weavers trained by old weavers for six months, three miscellaneous papermen and a cook. Stationed day and night at the silk weaving workshop. Even the Dragon Boat, was also spent in a silk weaving workshop.

Fortunately, when it was built, it was proposed that, in addition to a row of well-equipped weaving workshops, a row of hot kang silkworm farming rooms were built, and a row of staff dormitories were built. Originally used as a night watchman by the Ansetsu weavers, I didn't expect it to be their temporary home. If these people were not single, if they voluntarily requested it, Su Shuijuan would have no objection, just let them pay attention to rest and do not upside down.

In this way, the "park" became a small and prosperous city that could not be missed. Insufficient complementarity and shared surpluses with the big city of Florida.

“Well, the farm tools are ready.” Lin Shiyao was silent for a moment, "the newly opened five acres of land asked Wang Jia to see if they were willing to contract. ”

The word "contracted?”, she did hear. After every visit to another hospital, she was caught nagging, and persuaded herself to find happy villagers to contract the fields and workshops in the other courtyard. Silver is paid annually based on the harvest.

“Mm-hmm. Once the silk weaving workshop starts, people can fit in when the farm is busy, but few people can handle it.” Lin Shiyao frowned and thought, "Wang family has lived in the fields for generations. Five acres of field bags should take care of them. It should be difficult not to defeat them. As usual when the farmers are busy. ”

“Well, that's a good idea. There's a lot of people in the other yard right now, and farmers are busy and they can handle it all, and they usually have their own arrangements. Instead of leaving a few people to serve these five acres of new land, it would be better to ask Wang Jia to look after them and come down for a year to reward them.” Su Shuiju nodded in favour.

“Now that the problem is solved, can we come?” Lin Shiyao glanced at her with a gloomy glance. There were only two of them left, and he dared to miss others.

“Yao!” Su Shuiju couldn't help but laugh. But the night was really late, so he took off his jacket and, just about to go to bed, he caught me in his hot embrace.

“Aren't you... tired?” She arrived home at midday and fell in love with her before she could rest. After lunch, he started scheduling people and arranging things because of the joy of Branding and Yingyun. At the banquet, he was also branded with Big Irrigation. It's late this evening and I want to...

“Tired...” he muttered complainingly, then turned over her warm body and began to swim on her with his hands.

“I thought you said you were tired.” Su Shuiju glanced at him with a laugh, but his hands grabbed his neck and felt the heat of his breath ironing his face, ears, neck... until he burned his whole body like fire...

“This will not tire me...” Xu is the reason for the strength of alcohol. Tonight he is more fierce than ever. He sprints wildly in her body, until she is weakly paralyzed beneath him, and shouts a loud switch...

I gently cleaned her with a cloth towel to get her pregnant, late at night, more intense... there are many things to deal with tomorrow, but such enrichment and busyness, as well as the ever-more beautiful and flourishing "park”, make him happy... just because everything is with her... all for her...

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“Mother... Mother...” The five-year-old Lin rolled over and rushed into Su Shuijuan's bedroom. After searching for a circle, she quickly ran to the house. “Sister Ho, where's Mother? She promised to teach me how to make cherry wine today. ”

“Young Master, Madame has just left the house, why don't the slaves take you to remove the cherries first? Take it off and wash it before brewing.” Baihao coaxed the woods like little grownups, so he could persuade each other.

Five-year-old dragon phoenix, after her birthday, the more obvious the opposite sex is at birth.

Miss Lin Lung is so quiet, she can be bored alone in the study all day without a word. Only when the Lord of the Palace of Fengyao arrived did he see her follow Master Shi with delight and recite the complicated memories in the octagonal pavilion of Hotang.

But the young master Lin Roll is completely different, not to mention his active personality, he also likes to bury himself all day in his favorite brewing wine, make snacks... If he is not concerned about his safety, insist on not climbing the stove, I think he will even take the spatula. No, just five years old, it has been independently brewed into a tub of laurels. According to Sister Liang's guess, Young Master will be the master cabinet of a big pub in the future. However, let Tang Jing's inner grandson only be the master cabinet of a liquor store. If the old king knew, he would surely be blown by his beard...

Last night at the feast, I just heard the lady say that there are too many ripe cherries in the house to eat to make a good wine. Young master remembered, this is not, just bed together, can not even wash in time, came to find the lady.

As for the Third Young Master, Lin Xi, another alternative. Love everything. Everything is treasure. Even more so during the week of scratching, I carried all the things on the carpet into my arms, and I didn't want to lose any of them... and I didn't know what I would do in the future...

“Bai Hao -“ is about to take the roll to wash breakfast with a crisp crisp crisp child tone behind her. You don't have to turn around to find out that it must be Miss Lin.

“Young lady? ”

“Where did Mother go?” Lin asked unemotionally. She rarely had anything to do with her mother-in-law, and she didn't see anyone all morning.

“Madame went to the villagers' house. Looks like we're talking about the five acres of new land. Miss, what's the emergency? Need a slave?” It is rare for young ladies to come to Lady Bai Hao spontaneously thought it was a big deal.

“Forget it. Let's talk about it later.” Lin Rong waved his hand, turned around and walked to her own little study.

Master didn't know when he was coming, but she had already ripened her heart. I really want to learn something new, such as light kung fu, swordsmanship... alas... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)