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

When Pei Ji took half a bucket of beans to grind on the millstone in the village, Zhu Jiangjiang took the dustpan and walked to the pond in front of the house before she changed her dirty clothes.

Since Mr. Wu specifically explained it, she can't embarrass him, can she?

It is now a warm and sunny day in spring, and the shrimps in the pond have grown to the size of a thumb and are very fat. Let’s make a meal.

As soon as Zhu Jiangjiang entered the water, the shrimps in the pond would scurry around, jumping up and down, causing layers of ripples on the originally calm water surface of the pond.

She caught seven or eight catties of shrimp, put them in a bucket to spit out mud, and caught another fish and raised them in a water basin first, and then fetched water for a bath.

There is still a lot of time before the evening, Zhu Jiangjiang is not in a hurry, and slowly started cooking.

"My lady, the beans are ready."

Pei Ji put the soy milk in the kitchen for her, and he turned and went upstairs to get his clothes and take a shower.

Zhu Jiangjiang saw that the beans had come back from the grinder, so he quickly stopped picking shrimp threads and went to boil the soy milk.

The two cooperated with each other in an orderly manner, and the Jinqiu Pavilion on the opposite side finally returned to calm. Everyone in the village was still in the field, and the entire Xiaohuang village seemed particularly quiet.

Until the moment Wu Jinping appeared in Pei's vegetable field, the short-lived peace of Xiaohuang Village was broken again.

"Girl Zhu, are you going to pick vegetables?"

When Wu Jinping saw Zhu Jiangjiang holding a vegetable basket on the second floor of Jinqiu Pavilion and was about to enter the vegetable garden, he stopped her.

"Don't move, let the old man come!"

After finishing speaking, I heard the sound of "bang bang bang" footsteps on the wooden stairs next door, and then I saw a group of people rushing into the courtyard of Pei's house.

"Father!"

A young man who came in with Wu Jinping saw that Wu Jinping was going to snatch the vegetable basket from Zhu Jiangjiang's hand, and he yelled angrily.

Father emperor?

So the talking young man in front of you is the current Holy Majesty?

After Zhu Jiangjiang guessed the identity of this person, he immediately knelt down and saluted, "Minister Zhu Jiangjiang, please greet the emperor."

"Let's get down, you're welcome." Wu Jin didn't look at Zhu Jiangjiang, but just waved her to get up.

But Zhu Jiangjiang kept looking at him curiously.

The man in front of him seemed to be about the same age as Pei Ji, and Wu Jinping's hair was already half white. If they said they were grandparents, people would believe them.

However, these two are father and son!

By the way, she almost forgot, Your Majesty, there are 3000 beauties in the harem and countless children, so it doesn't seem strange to have such a young son.

But, what about the brothers in front of him?It must be a tragedy!

"Royal father, you are honored as the Ninth Five-Year Lord, you can't do these trivial things yourself!"

Seeing that Wu Jinping had already gone in, Wu Jin looked at the muddy ground in the vegetable garden and hesitated, not wanting to step on it, so he could only persuade him outside.

Wu Jinping didn't take it seriously, and happily shared with him what happened to the vegetables in the vegetable garden.

"Jin'er, don't just stand there, come in and take a look. When I picked this tomato last time, it was still blue, but now it has turned so red. How is it? Isn't it amazing?"

"..." What a miracle, the vegetables will ripen.

"I don't know if Miss Zhu will cook tomatoes tonight." Wu Jinping muttered, and then shouted into the yard: "Miss Zhu, what are you going to do tonight?"

Zhu Jiangjiang, who had just turned around to go back to the kitchen, was called by name, and everyone's eyes turned to her in unison, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Those who came with Wu Jin were all looking at her, as if they were asking: Who is this girl, how dare the Supreme Emperor listen to her?

Seeing this, Zhu Jiangjiang smiled awkwardly, and replied: "Mr. Wu, I will do whatever you pick."

Just kidding, does she dare to say what she wants?

If she said so, this group of people would stare at her to death, and she couldn't afford it.

After finishing speaking, Zhu Jiangjiang quickly walked into the kitchen and hid himself to cook.

"Then stir-fry a bean, make an eggplant soup, and have a shredded potato." Wu Jinping ordered the dishes on his own.

He also picked up the small hoe that was placed in the vegetable garden, and said that he was about to pull up potato seedlings.

When he was swinging his hoe to dig potatoes, Wu Jin called someone in to help him, "You guys, go in and stop the Supreme Emperor!"

He is the most honorable Supreme Emperor in the entire Dali Dynasty, how can he do such rough work?It was a loss of face to their martial arts family, and to the face of the entire Da Li Dynasty!

Wu Jinping, who had his hoe taken away, immediately turned dark.

He was not happy, not only because they took away the hoe he was going to use, but also because the few people who rushed in trampled the vegetable field.

"Get out of here!"

Wu Jinping gave a cold drink, and his dissatisfaction could be heard from his tone.

Moreover, since he abdicated, he seldom calls himself "Zhen". Now he calls himself "Zhen", which shows that he is very angry at the moment.

The few people who rushed into the vegetable garden turned pale with fright, and after exiting the vegetable garden, they fell to their knees with a plop, not daring to look up.

Wu Jin and Qin Feng who were standing outside were also frightened by him.

The atmosphere in Pei's courtyard suddenly became depressing and scary, but Zhu Jiangjiang and Pei Ji, the hosts, were watching the excitement in the kitchen at the moment, which was completely different from the atmosphere over there.

"Sanggong, do you think they will fight this time?" Zhu Jiangjiang still had the same question.

"My lady, you seem to really want them to fight?" Pei Ji was very helpless, his wife seemed to like to watch the excitement, especially the excitement that was about to fight every now and then.

However, the Supreme Emperor over there, who in the world would dare to fight against the Supreme Emperor?

Even today's holy majesty doesn't dare, he only dares to talk on the sidelines.

"It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, it's human nature." Zhu Jiangjiang shrugged.

She scooped out the cooked tofu flower in the pot, tightened the mouth of the cloth bag, and said to Pei Ji, "Sir, help me move it over there, and press it tightly with that stone. I want to eat tofu tonight."

"it is good."

The atmosphere between the two in the kitchen was quite harmonious.

On the other side of the vegetable garden, I saw Wu Jinping holding up the trampled vegetables distressedly, picking out the edible ones and putting them in the basket.

For the inedible, Qin Feng walked over consciously, took the rotten leaves and held them in his hands. After he picked them all, he chopped them up and fed them to the fish.

Wu Jin looked at the two tacit understanding in the vegetable garden and was dumbfounded.

Is this what they lived in Xiaohuang Village?The dishes have been trampled, and they still have to pick them up and eat them?

OMG!

How could this be the noble Supreme Emperor of his Dali Dynasty!

"Go." Wu Jinping waved his hand lightly, asking Qin Feng to feed the rotten leaves to the fish.

The movements in his hands didn't stop, besides the trampled vegetables, there were also those trampled vegetable seedlings.

He only saw that he helped up those vegetable seedlings, and he didn't care about those that could stand up on other vegetable seedlings.

Those that couldn’t stand upright, he turned around and went out, found a handful of straw, and carefully tied the broken vegetable seedlings with branches, like bone joints.

After cleaning up the mess in the vegetable garden, Wu Jinping still did not give up.

Picking up the hoe again, I went to dig out the potatoes in the field. There were seven or eight potatoes of various sizes under one seedling, which looked very gratifying.

"Jin'er, look, there are so many potatoes growing under this small land, don't you still think it's amazing?"

"...It's amazing!" Wu Jin replied firmly.

However, what he was referring to was not the potato, but his father.