"The lord who lived here for a few months last year is the Ghost King's man?" Qin was not a fool either, his heart was beating wildly, so he pretended to ask casually.

The Yun clan said, "Yes, then Lord Cao is the official in charge of farming in King You's fiefdom, and he was sent to the Dong family by Prince You. Before leaving, he personally ordered the catties of the two crops, and Feng County Ling also sent officials to live here to help guard them. ”

Qin Shi nodded, and said solemnly, "There are few officials who are reasonable, you and the second child must pay attention, dealing with them is not a simple matter." ”

Because of his father's past, the Qin family has always been secretive about dealing with the government, so he didn't want to participate in this matter, but just gave a few words of advice responsibly. I thought that when I went back, I must tell my husband and ask him to give more instructions to the second child.

On the kang in the front yard, Old Man Yun and Dong Xiucai were also chatting about this matter.

"Changhe has made a bit of a fuss in the past year, why don't your in-laws persuade you?" Old Man Yun squinted at Dong Xiucai while drinking tea.

"The children are all married, and they are all separated. The second boy has been in poor health since he was a child, and he grew up with his mother pulling him at the beginning.

The in-laws should also see that he is a person who does not admit defeat. Back then, if you want to take a scientific expedition, your body can't hold it, and you want to gallop on the battlefield, it is even more nonsense.

wants a son to inherit the lineage, and now he finally gets his wish, and it is normal for him to want to leave some family property to his son...... Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so tormented this year. ”

After a pause, Dong Xiucai continued: "My in-laws also know my personality, and I have been cautious all my life, how can I not know that the second boy is too high-profile now?"

For many years, I have had the desire to revive the Dong family, but unfortunately my ability is limited. The second boy is the most capable of my sons, not ......

Now that we have this opportunity, it is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Old Man Yun understood the meaning of Dong Xiucai's words in a flash, and after thinking about it carefully, what he said was not unreasonable, and then he was relieved.

With the end of Dong Chengze's first birthday banquet, the Dong family also returned to its former peace.

The plum blossoms in Dong's house have recently bloomed, adding the joy of the festival to Dong's house.

Qiao'er would often fold a branch of plum and insert it into a vase, put it in Xue'er's study room, and give her a game to enjoy.

Xue'er smiled and teased her, "Qiao'er is not afraid of Uncle Diao's distress!"

Qiao'er replied with a smile: "Didn't Miss say that there are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches?" Uncle Diao knows that Miss likes this flower, and it's too late to be happy, how can he feel distressed? ”

Although Xue'er has now adapted to the life of this era, when she gets along with others, she inevitably brings some habits from her previous life, and treats her subordinates not so harshly, so everyone likes this young lady who has no shelf.

Qiao'er is like a sister to her, and she is a little more casual when she talks to her in private.

The overwhelming snow makes this small village like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River even in winter, it is extraordinarily beautiful, and the heaven and earth are like the legendary snowy country, covered with thick fluffy quilts.

Every household is also busy, preparing for the Spring Festival.

In the letter to Feng County, King Youwang asked him to set aside a thousand acres of wasteland and give it to Dong Changhe free of charge, and let the Dong family continue to plant potatoes and sweet potatoes next year.

After reading Youwang's letter, Feng County ordered Dong Changhe to look at the wasteland by himself, and after taking a fancy to it, he asked Master Feng to handle the title deed for Dong Changhe.

Dong Changhe has been walking around recently, and he has fallen in love with two wastelands, the favorite is the one near the mouth of the lower reaches of the Jiupan River.

Because the wasteland there is large and neat, the terrain is gentle, and the soil is fertile for growing crops. A large area of wasteland is backed by the Jiupan Mountain, facing the sea, and there are no villages or homes around.

The altitude is relatively high, and the sunlight is sufficient, so it is estimated that there are four or five thousand acres of wasteland, Dong Changhe wants to take it all, but he still has to give up after weighing the silver in his hand.

When applying for the title deed, Master Feng said meaningfully to Dong Changhe, "The remaining wasteland will not be sold to anyone within two years." ”

Dong Changhe is not ignorant of human feelings, and thanked with a smile, "Thank you Master Feng for giving students the opportunity, this kindness will definitely be remembered in my heart." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.

The Dong family has another 1,000 acres of wasteland, and the happiest person is not Dong Changhe and his wife, but the Zhou steward who is now in charge of managing the land. He loves the land more than anyone else!

Without Dong Changhe's instructions, he himself went to the local Lizheng to discuss the matter of hiring short-term workers to open up the wasteland.

Because of the original Qin Lizheng's affairs first, although Wu Lizheng is not very old, he is relatively fair and just in doing things.

He was originally a member of the Wu clan in Wanghai Village, and for the sake of the Dong family's eldest aunt, he did not make things difficult for Zhou to manage, and made propaganda in several villages under his jurisdiction in advance to help the Dong family hire short-term workers.

In the winter of the cat, Steward Zhou led these temporary short-term workers to tidy up the surface of the wasteland, and a cart of thatch and shrubs were pulled to Dong's house, and a thousand acres of wasteland were sorted out in winter.

As soon as the year passed, the frozen land slowly opened, and the ice bed in the river melted little by little, becoming fragile.

Now that the ground is civilized, Steward Zhou led the short-term workers to start turning the soil and fertilizing.

Dong Changhe bought four cows and two horses, with the corresponding frames. Later, Master Cai was invited again to step on a foundation in the wasteland and build a house and warehouse.

After Master Cai decided the location of the foundation, he said to Dong Changhe, "Brother, it seems that the expansion of the house last year has not moved your bones!"

Dong Changhe blinked his big bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Master Cai, you are a joke brother, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and I don't know if I don't move my muscles and bones?" ”

Master Cai shook his head, "Hehe, you have a heart, don't lie to me as a big brother!" According to this design, this house will be built with this number. ”

He compared a "two" with his hand, and both of them knew that it meant two hundred taels.

Dong Changhe smiled and couldn't deny it, he had calculated it himself, Master Cai said the same, but this is also a helpless thing, now this thousand acres of wasteland Youwang gave him free of charge, and the remaining 3,000 acres or so, he will also take it in the future.

If there is no house for long-term workers to live in, I don't know how much future production in this land will be lost!

He pretended to be helpless and said, "I'm also chasing ducks to the shelves, so much land, if I don't find someone to look at it, I don't feel at ease!" Is it possible to build a thatched hut for long-term workers to live in? ”

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