The two maidservants bowed their heads and were silent, clearly not daring to disobey the son's orders.

Who is so capable that Master Tian, who is rich in armor, can give his daughter to others as slaves, but he has nothing to ask for? The eldest lady restrains her temper just to protect one side, is it really just to look at the peerless face of the son?

And who is so capable, staying at home, but still letting people mind? Every move has a lot at stake.

Mama Zhou would know this strange person, but it was really a misunderstanding.

This misunderstanding has to start from Zhen Ping'an's departure from the palace, at that time, Mama Zhou went out of the house to quietly inquire about the whereabouts of Laojun Mountain, and coincidentally another group of people were also exploring the residence of Laojunshan and his party......

"Mama Zhou?" Zhen Pingle frowned and stared at Mama Zhou, who was deep in thought.

I don't know what happened to Mama Zhou, since she saw the canopy carriage, she looked absent-minded all the way. Who would believe that there was no secret to that carriage.

After calling several times, Mama Zhou didn't come back to her senses, Zhen Pingle just wanted to put down the curtain, Mama Zhou woke up like from a dream, turned her head and said in a lost voice: "The slave didn't mean to deceive, please don't ask, I won't say it if you ask." ”

What's the same thing?

Ziyan stretched out her head from the side, leaned into Mama Zhou's ear and said, "Where did the eldest lady ask?" Didn't you ask anything? ”

Mama Zhou was silent and lowered her head sneeringly.

Ziyan said again: "What's wrong with you, Mama Zhou, you were distracted all the way, what did you think about so fascinated?" ”

Mama Zhou pushed a handful of purple smoke, which well concealed the discomfort on her face, and said, "Go and go, what does the little girl know, don't ask the adults if they understand anything?" ”

Ziyan dodged with a smile, hiding behind Ziying and stretching her neck: "Mama Zhou, your smile is too fake!" ”

"This little girl!" Mama Zhou tugged at her sleeves, as if she wanted to be an adult.

Ziyan exclaimed: "Miss! Mama Zhou is going to beat people again, you have to protect me! "Hee-hee-ha

Zhen Pingle watched helplessly as Mama Zhou chased Ziyan and played, and it was really difficult to find out the secret of the mysterious son for a while.

As soon as she looked up, she had already arrived at the Grange, so she had to secretly put aside the doubts in her heart and stare at the Grange carefully.

In the early spring, there is a vibrant scene everywhere, and everything is revived.

Lin's Grange can not see the end at a glance, even if there are only some unknown small vegetables planted in the field now, without any tall trees to block it, the terrain is gentle, and there is still no edge in sight, so you can imagine how big the Grange is. Criss-crossed, classified, the grange is particularly well planned, like a landscape painting splashing ink extends into the distance, endless, and the view is expansive.

At this time, it was already evening, the golden glow shone above the grange, a warm and slightly drunken fusion, mixed with some drifting white clouds, the breeze was blowing, and the smell of earth went straight to the nose, which was very sweet. Zhen Pingle took a deep breath, looked up at the sky and stretched out her hands, her heart was quiet and peaceful, she liked this peaceful enjoyment.

Originally, in Zhen Pingle's heart, he didn't expect the field of the grange to be so big, I heard that this was the land that his grandmother had obtained after marrying her grandfather, and she used a lot of relationships, and I don't know if the croppers felt that the fields were in hand, and their hearts would be steady.

It seems that the lack of manpower mentioned by my grandmother may not be an excuse.

Zhen Pingle thought about it with his chin in his head, should he find a few people for his grandmother? It's better to be a good farmer, so that grandmother can be much easier.

However, although the Lin family seems to be babbling, the essence is not an ignorant peasant woman, Zhen Pingle wants to ask her grandmother what she thinks in person, what is she going to do with these granges?

Someone saw Zhen Pingle and his party from a distance and walked over.

Zhen Pingle looked over.

At first glance, this person was an ordinary peasant woman, dressed in coarse linen clothes, wearing open-toed cloth shoes, and wearing a square scarf on her head, but she was very clean. Her cheeks were tanned by the cultivation day after day, and she could no longer see her original face, but her eyes were bright, and she was particularly clear and bright when she looked at people.

Zhen Pingle likes such people very much, kind-hearted, simple and thrifty.

She walked over with Mama Zhou and Ziyan Ziying, and took the initiative to greet her: "Hello auntie, I am the granddaughter of this family, please pass it on." ”

As soon as the eldest lady heard Zhen Pingle's words, she smiled, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she smiled and showed her yellow teeth, and said: "The girl has a sweet mouth, and she calls me several years younger!" But I'm the same age as your grandmother, so I don't deserve to be your aunt, and the little girl can call me Tian. ”

"Aunt Tian." Zhen Pingle still looked at Tian with a smile on his face.

Tian covered his mouth and laughed, and while laughing, he kept nodding his head and said, "Okay, okay, you can call the girl anything, your grandmother asked me to wait for you outside, let's go home first." ”

"Okay, Aunt Tian." Zhen Pingle also smiled, didn't mind that he was wearing silk and satin, raised his hand to hold Tian's arm, and whispered to the old and the young, and slowly walked towards the gate of the grange in front.

When I got closer, I found that the Grange not only looked boxy on the outside, but also had a hole on the inside.

First passed through a wooden door, composed of three big trees, there is no door only frame, by two stout trees stand on the plane, two "Lin Zhuang" big characters majestic atmosphere hung on the trunk of the tree in the middle of the horizontal, dominant, concise and to the point, can accommodate five or six people to enter at the same time. This room is empty, only the wooden door is independent, abrupt marking.

Stepping through the wooden door is to enter the real realm of Lin Zhuang, at that time, it was too far away to see the real thing, and at this time, while walking and talking to Tian, Zhen Pingle knew how powerful the Lin family was.

Now it is just the season of spring, but when he saw the prosperity in the grange, Zhen Pingle realized that farming can also be done without distinguishing the season. The deeper you go, the more you can see fresh flowers and plants, alternative fruits and vegetables, many fruits and vegetables that Zhen Pingle didn't know, but there are everything in the grange.

Zhen Pingle had heard about a strange woman in his previous life, and when he saw the strangeness of the Grange at this time, he couldn't help but have a distant doubt.

It happened that Tian Shi talked about the reason for the out-of-season flowering, Zhen Pingle listened carefully, it turned out that not only planting, but also cutting is also a very important process.