Cotton? Du Mei ran in ecstasy.

Chu Lin was afraid that she would trip over the flowers and plants, so he quickened his pace and stayed with her for a moment. When everyone saw this, they also cheered up and hurried to follow.

That piece of land is really planted with cotton, there are as many as ten acres, this is the heyday of cotton, the cotton in the field is white and snowy, light as a cloud. Some of the cotton that had been harvested early but had not been picked had been damaged by the rain and turned a tattered gray-yellow, like a piece of dirty cloth sticking to the branches.

Du Mei's frustration just now was all taken away by these snow-white cotton, she turned her head to Du Zhong and said something with a smile, Chu Lin was stunned for a while, when can this girl with flying eyebrows talk to herself like this.

Leaving the cotton field, and then going down, is a large body of water, about seventy or eighty acres, here is probably a natural lake, stored rainwater flowing from the mountains, and then artificially dug some ponds, planted some lotus roots and mushrooms. At this time, the lotus flowers have been grateful, and the pond is full of large and small lotus canopies.

They searched the water along the waterway, and found that in addition to the spring water from the mountain, many small tributaries converged into the lake, and then dispersed through the lake to the mountain stream.

"The whole mountain forest here is newly zoned to the grange, has the household department changed the title deed?" Chu Lin raised his hand and pointed to the mountains and forests not far away, and turned back to ask Shen Zhanghua.

"Yes, yes, new additions, but the boundary pillars have not been buried." Shen Zhanghua took out the title deed from his arms and pointed it out to Du Mei, and there was indeed a line of new ink on the title deed, with a hundred acres of mountains and forests.

Du Mei looked at Chu Lin deeply, then lowered his eyes again, and secretly thought in his heart: "Hmph, don't think that if you do this for me, I will be soft-hearted and forgive you, who let you lie to me for so long!" ”

Chu Lin saw her eyes flashing, so he avoided the side, feeling a little lost in his heart.

"Do you want to see it on the mountain?" Shen Zhanghua put away the title deed and asked the two of them.

"Forget it, the road on the mountain is difficult, let's wait until the boundary pillar is buried." Du Mei looked at the mountains and forests, the grass was deep and the forests were lush. The grange is so dilapidated, what can there be on the mountain?

"These lazy officials, I'll send them to bury the stakes tomorrow!" Chu Lin was angry in his heart because Du Mei ignored him, and he caught this matter and just vented it.

The group walked around the grange and took a cursory look, and it was already the middle of the day. There is no shop in front of the village here, there is nothing in the old house, and even if it is back to Qinghe County or Jiangling City, it will take an hour.

Besides, it was really strange that there was no granary for storing grain on this hundred-acre grange, so several people decided not to leave for the time being, and went to the mountains to hunt some game for lunch.

Everyone was busy with the division of labor, Du Zhong dug a pit and a stove to collect firewood, Han Liu and Shi went into the mountains to hunt, and Zhao Ji'an stayed behind to protect the safety of Chu Lin, Shen Zhanghua and Du Mei.

Du Mei wanted to help Du Zhong collect firewood, but Du Zhong resolutely refused to allow it, the trees on the mountain are high and the grass is deep, and there are snakes and insects, if he is injured, he will definitely not be able to explain to the Xu family.

Han Liu and Shishi's martial arts were not weak, and they caught a big pheasant and a fat hare in just a while, and also picked a bag of wild pears.

At the edge of the stream, peeling the skin and removing the hair, the two hands and feet were nimble, and quickly cleaned up the pheasant and the hare, Du Mei picked a few lotus leaves in the lotus pond, and picked a handful of lotus pods, Shen Zhanghua helped peel fresh lotus seeds and stuffed them in the pheasant's stomach, Du Mei wrapped the pheasant in several layers with lotus leaves, and pasted a thick mud on the outside.

Du Zhong, who came back from collecting firewood, had already burned the stove, Du Mei buried the clay shell pheasant in the firewood pile, and Shen Zhanghua set up a shelf on the fire and roasted the hare on it.

Du Mei saw that Du Zhong was burning the branches of Mao Li, so he asked him where he picked it up. Du Zhong raised his hand and pointed to it, and sure enough, there was a stout chestnut tree not far away, and it seemed to be a whole chestnut forest.

"Stone, you and I will go pick up some hairy chestnuts." Dumay beckons to the stone.

"Whoa." The stone was about to leave.

"This king will go too." Chu Lin got up from the grass and patted the grass clippings.

"The prince has a golden body, he really shouldn't do such rough work." Du Mei stooped and saluted, his words full of rejection.

"Everyone has to work, but I eat ready-made, and my heart is really uneasy." After Chu Lin finished speaking, he took the lead and left.

Du Mei had no choice but to follow him, the three of them searched under the tree for a while, most of the hairy chestnuts scattered on the ground were broken, and they looked for it in front of them, and it was not very good, and the stone saw that there were still some small hanging fruits on a few trees under the slope, so he flew over to pick.

As soon as the stone left, it gave Chu Lin and Du Mei a chance to be alone, and he hurriedly took Du Mei's hand and was about to speak.

Du Mei knew that he would not be able to give up if he didn't vomit today, so he withdrew his hand and said with a straight face: "Speak as you speak, pull and pull and pull!" ”

"You always refuse to listen to me, what can I do!" Chu Lin was annoyed.

"Then you say, I listen, I want to see what kind of flower you say!" Du Mei stomped his feet slightly angry.

"Mei'er, I have never had the heart to lie to you, it is true that I am the King of Yan of the Great Shun Dynasty, but what I told you is also my real name. At that time, there were wicked people hiding in the shadows, and I would not dare to bring evil upon you. Chu Lin had thousands of words in his heart, and he really asked him to speak at this time, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to choose what was important.

"Hmph, aren't you afraid that I will tell you about it!" Du Mei snorted dissatisfiedly.

"If you are such a person, you can just save me, why bother yourself." Chu Lin looked at Du Mei gently, the autumn sun fell mottled shadows through the leaves, lazy and comfortable.

"I just regret it, I saved a white-eyed wolf and left, and there was no news at all." Du Mei's tone suddenly turned coquettish and angry.

She doesn't know what she is angry about, she is not an unreasonable person, nor is she an unforgiving person, but she is competing with Chu Lin in her affairs, and Chu Lin is also with herself.

"I was only afraid that you would not accept my identity, but now I am afraid of something, I really regret it." Chu Lin couldn't help but grab Du Mei's slender and long hand.

These hands had dressed him, measured his clothes, massaged him, and bathed him, and every time he thought of it, his heart was filled with a sweet and sour smell.

"Whether I accept it or not, you are still the high King of Yan, this is an unchangeable fact, I know your identity now, so what." Du Mei looked into his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed, she wanted to help him smooth out, but she finally held back.

"Mei'er, let's be the same as before, don't call me King Yan, just call me the third brother." Chu Lin saw the light in Du Mei's eyes, and said distressedly.

"Why should King Yan deceive himself, you and I are strangers, but we met by chance. You are an eagle in the sky, destined to fight in the sky, but I just want to be an old hen and protect my mother and younger siblings. Du Mei lowered his eyes gloomily.

She had missed him like that, but when he suddenly appeared in another capacity, she thought she was just angry at his deception, but in fact she was just lamenting that she would never be able to match him.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have me with you to protect them?" Chu Lin looked at her in a low voice, but couldn't see her eyes, only saw her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a frightened butterfly, and his heart seemed to have been pierced by a dense needle.

"You are with us, as you say, it will only bring us evil, and if you are good for us, please stay away." Du Mei stared at his toes, unconsciously crushed a small pebble, and said in a deep voice.

She can clearly sense Chu Lin's liking, and she is happy in her heart, but she can't just take care of herself, Chu Lin is the prince, how can she be respectful and befriend her. She just looked at Fengxian and knew that Song Shaohuai was just the son of Zhongshu Ling, and he couldn't marry Fengxian in the Ming Media, let alone the king of Yan who was the dragon and phoenix among people!

"What are you afraid of?" Chu Lin didn't understand that he had the ability to protect her and her family.

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid that my mother and younger siblings won't have anything to rely on!" Du Mei roared angrily.

She hated his identity, hated him for pestering her like this, and hated why she was so moved by him!

"How can I let you die!" Chu Lin was stunned, stepped forward and hugged her distressedly.

But he quickly thought that his marriage was unbearable, the position of the concubine had been decided, what did he like Du Mei!

If the emperor knew that he was determined not to make Su Muyun his concubine because he liked a country girl, he would definitely do whatever it took to get rid of Du Mei. When he thought of this, he felt a chill down his spine.

"To be a good prince for the country and the people is good for me." Du Mei saw that his face had changed, and knew that he had understood, so he pushed him away, and said coldly with a deviant face.

"I ......" Chu Lin didn't know what to say, some words were blocked in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, he couldn't swallow it.

Not far away, there was the rustle of footsteps on fallen leaves, and the stones came with a large handful of chestnut branches.

"Let's go back." Du Mei greeted him, helped hold some, and walked straight away with a calm face.

"Master, my subordinates should be damned, it's not the right time." Shi lowered his head, not daring to look at Chu Lin's gloomy face that was almost dripping water

"It's none of your business, protect her well, no one can hurt her and her family, this is an eternal death command! Not even me! Chu Lin took a deep breath and said majestically.

"The subordinates understand, and the subordinates will not fail in their mission." Stone replied solemnly.

"Let's go back." Chu Lin also took a few sticks in his hand and slowly walked back to the crowd.

By the time they returned, Du Zhong had already smashed open the shell of the chestnut with a stone, and there were three or four tan chestnuts in each of the hard shells of the piercing people. Shen Zhanghua had never seen this, and was helping with interest.

At this time, the hare on the shelf was already roasted and oily, exuding an enticing aroma of ripeness. The wild pears have also been washed and served in lotus leaves.

Du Mei set aside the fire, scooped out the pheasants, set them aside to cool, and buried all the chestnuts evenly in the hot ashes. After a while, Du Mei smashed the mud shell wrapped in the pheasant, brushed off the layers of blackened lotus leaves, and a golden fat chicken appeared in front of everyone, the fresh fragrance of the chicken mixed with the fragrance of lotus seeds, which made people appetizing.

Du Mei made her hands full of black ash, got up and went to the stream to clean, and picked back a few lotus leaves, Chu Lin's eyes burned.

Han Liu and Zhao Ji'an were both born in the army, always carrying knives on their bodies, and they also had small daggers on stones, and they broke down the rabbit meat and chicken one by one and put them on the washed lotus leaves for everyone to eat.

Although it is a grange, it is no different from the wilderness, there is neither salt nor seasoning, but the pheasants and hares in front of them are better than the food is fresh, the meat is tender and firm, and everyone is hungry again.