Sisters Huang Anning and Huang Jingjing rushed back with their husbands and children.
Huang Anning married a husband who runs an orchard.
They lived in Mengjia Village a few miles away from here. They bought a hundred acres of land there and asked the villagers to help take care of the orchard. Now it is about to become a specialty of Hubei City.
In this era, fruits were something only nobles could afford, and ordinary people could only afford wild fruits from the mountains. It can be seen that the man Huang Anning married was very far-sighted.
After hearing Mu Siyu's praise, Huang Anning's husband, Meng Sanlang, patted his head honestly, his ordinary and simple face full of embarrassment.
"I'm just a rough person. I haven't read a book and don't understand anything. When my wife and I first got married, she said that the business of the pastry shop was left to my sister-in-law, and she would only receive 20% of the dividends. She said
We wanted to do some other business. We were worried. We had been worried for a long time. One day, my wife was pregnant and said that it would be nice if there were delicious fruits. Now I just want this. She also said that her cousin, no, is the Prime Minister’s wife.
I loved eating sweet fruits when I was a kid, and I also said that the fruits grown through grafting technology are sweet and not at all astringent like wild fruits.”
"So, you created grafted fruit?"
"My daughter-in-law has a good memory and said that she once mentioned how to graft fruits, so we tried it. If it didn't work for one year, we tried it for two years. If it didn't work for two years, we tried for two more years. Fortunately, we succeeded in the third year."
"I remembered it. One time I received a letter from my mother, in which she mentioned grafting. I mentioned it maybe a few times, but because my mother didn't tell me the reason, I just thought she was curious and didn't say anything.
To elaborate, you managed to get something out with just a few words from me?"
"hey-hey……"
Huang Anning glared at Meng Sanlang and said to Mu Siyu: "He is an honest man and doesn't know how to say nice things. This time we came over and brought some pears grown at home. I don't know if they will suit my cousin's taste."
"I happen to be greedy too, so let's cut some and try it!"
Mu Siyu tasted the pears, and they were indeed sweet and moist. Perhaps because they were not treated with pesticides, they tasted better than the fruits in her previous life.
Huang Anning was very happy when she saw that Mu Siyu liked her so much.
"If there are a lot of fruit and you can't sell them all at once, you can make jam or dried fruit."
Huang Jingjing's husband is a teacher. He is polite, neither flattering nor rude, and his eyes are clear. He should be a good man.
After Huang Anning finished speaking, Huang Jingjing also spoke.
"Cousin, this guy in our family can't speak, so I brought some snacks here this time. I researched them blindly by myself, and they sold well. My cousin just happened to give me some advice. In addition, this man's calligraphy and painting are pretty good.
I drew a picture as a greeting gift. Please don’t laugh at me if I’m disrespectful.”
While speaking, the servant had already taken over the calligraphy and painting.
Mu Siyu made a gesture.
The servant opened the calligraphy and painting.
Mu Siyu thought that since the other party dared to take it out as a gift, he must be able to get it, so he opened it without telling anyone else.
"Good words." Lu Yi came in from outside.
The others stood up quickly.
Lu Yi pressed his palm down: "This is in my own home, no need to be polite, just sit down and talk."
He looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, turned around and said to Huang Jingjing's husband Jiang Yijin: "Good calligraphy, good painting, and great talent. Have you ever thought about getting a degree?"
Jiang Yijian saluted generously and said, "My cousin-in-law is laughing at me. I don't have any great ambitions. I have no other ideals except that I want to be a wife with many peaches and plums here."
"Madam, don't you want to run a girls' school? You haven't found anyone to take care of it yet, right?" Lu Yi said, "This is the number one girls' school in the world. You can't just hand it over to anyone else, so you can give it to your cousin-in-law."
Try it. Don’t you want to be a wife with lots of talents all over the world? So far, this is the first female school in our dynasty. Its appearance will cause people to talk about it and will be stared at by everyone. Do you dare to accept it?
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The following words were said to Jiang Yijun.
"Can my husband take on such an important task?" Huang Jingping was surprised.
"I am willing, and I will definitely live up to my trust." Jiang Yijian agreed.
Huang Chengfeng and Hu Moli looked at each other.
The second son-in-law has been reused!
They were happy but worried at the same time. Although they didn't understand anything, they could tell from the words 'the first school for girls' that what they were going to do must be a big deal.
Lu Yi took his wife and children to offer incense.
They first visited the ancestral hall and then went to offer incense in front of their parents' graves.
At the ancestral hall, the oldest patriarch of the clan added a few more strokes to the records of Lu Yi and his family, continuing the life trajectories of Lu Yi and Mu Siyu. He also added the names of Lu Shaojing and Lu Zhiqing, as well as the current status of Lu Shaoyu.
official position.
"Xiaoyun'er..." A young woman passed by with her child in her arms and saw Lu Zhiyun walking around the village.
Lu Zhiyun saw that this person looked familiar, but couldn't remember who he was.
The man said awkwardly: "You don't remember me! We used to play together."
It's just that Lu Zhiyun is always the one being bullied.
Wow wow! The child's cry diverted the young woman's attention. She squeezed the child's thigh irritably and said angrily: "Why are you crying? No one feels sorry for a girl who cries."
Lu Zhiyun: "..."
She felt embarrassed at first not remembering her playmate from the same village, but now she didn't want to remember who she was at all.
"Miss." Ding Xiang ran over, "Why are you running around alone?"
Lilac put a cloak on her.
The young woman saw that Lu Zhiyun was dressed gorgeously, and the golden steps on her head were astonishingly beautiful.
She looked at her enviously and said, "Xiao Yun'er, you are now the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Have you said we are going to kiss you? This is my daughter, and she is already my third child."
Lu Zhiyun smiled lightly: "My mother said I'm not in a hurry."
"Miss," Ding Xiang glanced at the young woman and said, "Madam said she was going to have lunch and asked you not to go out to play."
The young woman felt even more sour in her heart when she saw Lu Zhiyun's figure disappearing.
They are both girls, but their fates are so different.
"You lazy fool, why are you wandering around here if you don't go cooking at this time? You don't expect that noble family to reward you with a bite of food, do you?" A farmer strode over and pinched the young woman's arm.
The young woman screamed in pain and used the baby in her hands to resist the man's torture.
"Miss, you'd better not wander around, lest you dirty your eyes." Ding Xiang said, "What are these? That's her daughter. She actually used her daughter, who was only a few months old, to block the man's beatings.
"
"Lilac, this is very common in the village. If my parents are not my parents, maybe I am one of them." Lu Zhiyun smiled helplessly.