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

New Year's Eve.

It was dark, and the drizzle and snow suddenly fell.

In the small deserted village that has just had dinner and hasn't fully felt the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, every household has burned firewood, and the fire shines outside through the unsecured doors and windows.

Against the background of the hazy drizzle, the whole Xiaohuang village seemed to be in a dreamlike atmosphere.

If it wasn't too cold, it would be a beautiful sight.

Pei's house didn't light a fire, but just lit a few lanterns and hung them on both sides of the door, it was considered Chinese New Year.

Zhu Jiangjiang put Pei Xiaoyu to bed and tucked in the quilt before leaving and going upstairs.

In the upstairs room, Pei Ji fell asleep early.

Just finished eating, Zhu Jiangjiang played with Pei Xiaoyu for a while in order to protect Pei Xiaoyu's longing and anticipation for the New Year.

He also told her two stories and sent her back to her room after paying New Year's greetings.

At that time, Pei Ji couldn't hold on any longer, so he went upstairs first.

Although he fell asleep, the skills he had practiced at the border are still there, and he woke up as soon as Zhu Jiangjiang opened the door.

After only sleeping for a while, my eyes were sore, and I was not very energetic.

"Miss, are you cold? Come in quickly." Pei Ji sat up, lifted the quilt and waited for her.

Zhu Jiangjiang took off his cotton-padded jacket, climbed onto the bed, and got into his warm position, "It's raining outside again, it's so cold."

Pei Ji didn't answer, just lay down with her in his arms, and closed his eyes again.

She knew he was tired, but when he came back suddenly, Zhu Jiangjiang was still too happy to fall asleep, so she told him what happened during this time.

"Msanggong, I will take you to the Phoenix Villa tomorrow to have a look. We can also live there at night."

"By the way, Mingyao and Mr. Zhu gave birth to a little son. That child is very skinny, just like Mingyao."

"Did I tell you about Wen Wushuang and Shen Min in the letter?"

Pei Ji finally had a reaction, and said vaguely, "I said so."

Every time she wrote to him, it was several thick articles, telling him everything that happened in Xiaohuang Village.

It was also because of her letter that he was more convinced that what he wanted was such a comfortable life in the countryside, not a day of intrigue in court.

After the border chaos is settled this time, he will definitely resign from this corrupt official, no one can persuade him!

"Did you see the cold wave sweeping across the entire Dali Dynasty on the way back? How is the situation?"

Zhu Jiangjiang remembered that when Pei Ji went to the border, in the first letter he wrote back to her, in addition to telling her that she was safe, he also told some things he had seen and heard on the way.

According to those experiences, the places he passed by leading the army were the few towns arranged by the imperial court for Zhou Liang.

If he came back, he would pass by those places, so she wanted to ask him what he had seen.

But Pei Ji didn't want to talk, or he didn't have the energy to speak.

Zhu Jiangjiang didn't realize that he was asleep, and was still talking to himself, "This cold wave came suddenly, and our shrimp pond has suffered."

"..."

In a daze, Pei Ji seemed to hear her talking about the family matter, which was quite serious.

He forcibly pulled back the consciousness that was about to fall asleep, and opened his eyes unresponsively, "Is something wrong at home?"

His sudden nervousness made Zhu Jiangjiang feel guilty.

I didn't sleep for several days and nights, and the gods suffered.

After Pei Ji finally came back, she still dragged him to talk about this and that, she really shouldn't.

"No, the family is fine." Zhu Jiangjiang leaned a little on him, "Go to sleep."

After Zhu Jiangjiang finished speaking, he could no longer hear Pei Ji's voice, and he completely fell asleep.

Pei Ji slept soundly for more than seven hours, and didn't wake up until the afternoon of the second day.

"Xiaoyu, where's your sister-in-law?"

Pei Ji didn't see Zhu Jiangjiang when he woke up, went downstairs, but still didn't see her, so he asked Pei Xiaoyu who was doing homework.

Pei Xiaoyu raised her head, "Sister-in-law went to the village to pay New Year's greetings."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Jiangjiang walked in from the door, still holding an umbrella in his hand.

"Sister, you're awake. Did you sleep well last night? Are you still sleepy..." As soon as Zhu Jiangjiang closed his umbrella, Pei Ji hugged her from behind.

Rubbing his head on her shoulder like a child, "Lady, it's nice to be at home."

Zhu Jiangjiang let him hug him for a long time, if they hadn't heard Pei Xiaoyu's laughter, they would have forgotten that there was no one else at home besides the two of them.

"Okay, hurry up and pack up, let's go to a restaurant to have a meal, and then take you to see your new home."

I don't know how long he can stay at home, Zhu Jiangjiang wants to show him all the new changes in Xiaohuang Village.

The three of them went out together in a carriage. In order to save time, the kitchen changed the main course of today's restaurant into a hot pot. Now the whole lobby is filled with the smell of pepper and hemp.

"General?!"

Zhu Jiangjiang just entered the door, and when everyone in the store saw Pei Ji, they raised unexpected voices.

Their reaction was the same as that of Zhu Jiangjiang yesterday, they couldn't believe that Pei Ji was back.

"Happy New Year." Pei Ji greeted everyone politely, and then said nothing.

"Guijuan, serve us two dishes to pad our stomachs." Zhu Jiangjiang stepped forward to order, and asked by the way: "How, did the guests at the New Year's Eve dinner yesterday have any dissatisfaction?"

"How can you be dissatisfied, shopkeeper, don't worry too much, everyone is fine."

Du Guijuan wrote the menu and asked someone to send it to the back kitchen, then pulled Zhu Jiangjiang, and said hesitantly: "It's just the shopkeeper. The price of dry firewood has increased recently, and it's hard to buy. I don't know how long the dry firewood in the back kitchen can last." Woolen cloth."

She is responsible for all the bills of the restaurant, including the trivial matter of buying firewood.

Recently, the city has been scrambling for dry firewood, and the old man who delivered firewood to their restaurant asked for a price increase.

The price increase is fine, but the supply is still insufficient. The firewood shed in the back kitchen is not as full as it used to be, and it is almost not enough.

At night, the guests asked to burn firewood in the house to keep warm, but they dared not agree, for fear that the kitchen would not even have firewood for cooking when they woke up the next day.

"I'll check the account."

Zhu Jiangjiang took the account book of the restaurant, and it can be seen from the item of dry firewood expenditure that the total number of accounts paid in the past few days has increased, but the number has decreased.

This shows that firewood is more expensive than before, but the supply is not enough.

She didn't expect that a cold wave not only blocked the way home for wanderers, but also caused huge losses to her fish pond.

Even small things like firewood, which are usually inconspicuous, have been affected.

Without firewood, eating is a problem, and heating is also a problem.

It is said that natural disasters are continuous disasters. It seems that she really cares about this issue.

"During this time, if the old man who delivered the firewood raises the price again, as long as it is not too expensive, I will agree to him." Zhu Jiangjiang returned the account book to Du Guijuan.

The price of firewood in the city is increasing, if the firewood in the store does not increase, the old man may be dissatisfied with them, and may even deliberately reduce the firewood in their store, and sell it in the town for a higher price.

Therefore, special circumstances are treated specially, and there are still so many customers in the store, the fire cannot be stopped.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Jiangjiang left the counter and walked towards the booth, and Pei Ji noticed that her expression was not right.

Zhu Jiangjiang looked at him absent-mindedly, and murmured: "My lord, what should I do if even burning firewood becomes extravagant?"

"Huh?" Pei Ji didn't understand what she meant.