After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

"Mr. Wu, I'm going to the city to buy new year's goods, do you want to help you buy something?"

Zhu Jiangjiang was about to enter the city, and when he went out, he saw Wu Jinping sitting on the balcony on the second floor of Jinqiu Pavilion looking at the fields in the distance, so he asked him a question by the way.

The Supreme Emperor is self-willed, and those who celebrate the Chinese New Year will never go back to the capital, so they have to endure hardships in their small village.

She doesn't understand the world of the rich again.

"Are you all going out?"

Looking at Zhu Jiangjiang downstairs and the group of children in the north, Wu Jinping had a whim and wanted to go with them too.

Because there are hidden guards here to protect him in secret, even if he can't see anyone, it is stressful, so he can't feel the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

So he wanted to try to integrate into Pei's family, to experience what it's like for ordinary people to celebrate the New Year.

"That happens to happen, the old man should go too."

With the participation of the Supreme Emperor and Qin Feng, the carriage, which was already under too much pressure, could not take people.

There was no other way, Zhu Jiangjiang and Pei Ji had no choice but to get into Wu Jinping's carriage, and let Pei Xiaoyu and Xiao Jiu ride in their own carriage.

As soon as the carriage drove out of the village, a different kind of singing came from the Pei family's carriage behind.

That was the new song that Zhu Jiangjiang taught them to sing in order to revive the Zhaosheng Building.

"The sound of firecrackers, ping ping and bang pong, gongs and drums are loud, thump, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, and the little sister sings so loudly..."

Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't help snapping his fingers when he heard the sound, shaking his head slightly and humming softly.

Even after seeing Zhu Jiangjiang's many novelties and the play she wrote, Wu Jinping still couldn't help being attracted.

He went all the way south and traveled to many places, but Jiangnan Town was the only place that brought him fresh energy almost every day.

In other words, it was because there was Zhu Jiangjiang in Jiangnan Town that made him feel fresh every day, and he became younger and more energetic.

"Miss Zhu, is this also your handwriting?" Although Wu Jinping used a questioning tone, he was sure it was her in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhu Jiangjiang nodded, and asked them with a smile: "Is it nice? This song is called "Welcome to the New Year", isn't it suitable for the occasion?"

"Very fitting."

The Chinese New Year is only three days away, isn't it just right for the occasion.

"Miss Zhu, I heard that you can also sing farming songs, reading songs, and tea-picking songs. Now there is another New Year's song. How many songs do you know?"

Regarding Zhu Jiangjiang's legend, the people of Xiaohuang Village had already shaken off Wu Jinping like shaking a sieve.

He really likes this kind of music, and he prefers to listen to these pleasant ones compared to the sleepy sounds in the palace.

"This is..."

Zhu Jiangjiang pretended to think, and then grinned, "In fact, everything in this world can be sung, just like articles, it's all cultural transmission, isn't it?"

Qin Feng, the son of the Taifu, couldn't sit still when he heard this, "How can the melody be compared with the article, I wish the girl don't make jokes."

Articles are the most precious things in the world. How can they be compared with this kind of music for people's entertainment? Isn't that self-deprecating?

"Oh? Mr. Qin seems to be dissatisfied?" Zhu Jiangjiang didn't directly argue with Qin Feng. After all, they have different thoughts from different eras, and it is normal to have different opinions.

"Why don't you make an appointment for a match?" she suggested.

"it is good!"

Before Qin Feng could speak, Wu Jinping patted his thigh to answer for him.

"I wish the girl a good proposal, Qin Feng, you can compete with her, it's right to have fun."

Does he count as being kicked out of the shelves?Qin Feng secretly felt helpless in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it on his face, "Qin Feng takes orders, Miss Zhu, you can decide the time."

"Am I sure? Then I have to see which day I'm free..."

Saying that, Zhu Jiangjiang took out her homemade calendar from nowhere, and looked down at the date.

Seeing the things in her hand, the other three people in the car expressed their curiosity.

Wu Jinping and Qin Feng were curious about what she was holding in her hand, and Pei Ji was curious about where she took it out, and they didn't see her going out with it just now.

"In the past few days, I have to prepare things for the New Year. During the New Year, I will go to the fish pond to improve the soil quality of the fish pond, and then I have to recruit workers, decorate private schools, transplant fruit tree seedlings, and then plant the land..."

Zhu Jiangjiang looked through the calendars of the past three months, but couldn't find a suitable date.

Did she agree too impulsively just now?

She saved some money this year and made a lot of preparations. Next year will be the year when her career will rise the most and fastest, so she doesn't seem to have much time for the whole spring.

Zhu Jiangjiang was embarrassed.

"Well, why don't we just pretend that what happened just now didn't happen, okay?" She asked weakly with a smile on her face.

"..." The three people in the car who just listened to her felt that she was very busy.

She is obviously a young girl, why do she have so many things to do!

"Miss Zhu, can I show the old man what you have?" Wu Jinping had seen the encyclopedia of farming made by her and couldn't help being curious when he saw that she had something new in her hand.

The calendar is not private, so Zhu Jiangjiang handed it to him.

This calendar not only records the things she has done before, but also makes plans for the future, each of which is very clear.

In addition to the items in the grid, she occasionally writes some feelings or remarks, or even complaints, in the blank space next to it.

If you want to talk about complaints, it must be her complaints about Wu Jinping and Qin Feng.

"That old man thinks my dishes are too tasteful today, shit! If he doesn't want to eat them, don't eat them..."

Wu Jinping read out a complaint she had written, and then asked her face to face, "The old man mentioned above is an old man?"

He remembered that he seemed to have said that the dishes she cooked were heavy because he was too old to eat such strong dishes.

"Mr. Wu, please forgive me. I am, actually, just a little bit of that..." Zhu Jiangjiang stammered, thinking for a long time, but he couldn't think of a reason to get away with it.

"What is this?" Wu Jinping asked, pointing to the symbol on it.

"This is a number, this is 25." Zhu Jiangjiang replied quite neatly, as if atoning.

"The 25th of last month..." Wu Jinping touched his chin and began to recall, "Did you eat a hot pot meal that day?"

He remembers it so clearly!

Zhu Jiangjiang dared not speak and could only respond with a smile.

"The hot pot is too spicy. I just can't get used to it. If the emperor comes, he will like it." Wu Jinping actually didn't settle accounts with her, but started chatting about the current emperor.

However, that's the emperor, how could he just come when he said it.

The emperor probably won't have the chance to eat this hot pot in his life.

Zhu Jiangjiang complained silently in her heart again, but what she didn't know was that her thought would soon be slapped in the face.

The emperor not only came, but also fell in love with this place!