Datang broom star

In an instant, the loyalty value of the whole family increased a lot.

When Hongyan came to serve, he felt quite proud that he had taken the lead.

"Lang Jun."

Sanhua came with a clay pot.

She lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. Datang's speech was not very fluent, but she had a special taste.

Jia Pingan washed his hands in the clay pot and said, "Go back and get a copper basin."

"Yes."

Hongyan looked at his hands, they were thick and black.Looking at Sanhua's delicate hands, I can't help feeling sad.

"Lang Jun!"

Having two maids at home is also a headache!

Jia Pingan took off his outer clothes.

Hongyan's eyes lit up, thinking this is my job.

But Sanhua was even faster. While helping, she said softly: "The slave turned around and washed it, and held it on his chest for a day, it's so gentle."

Jia Pingan couldn't help giving her a fierce look.

This method is too extravagant.

Use the fierceness of sister paper to cover the clothes.

He felt a little shameful.

"No need."

Hongyan raised her eyebrows proudly, "Mr. Lang is a gentleman."

Jia Pingan couldn't help thinking of Su Ho's murder.

Hey!

Although the life of a single dog is free, it is a bit lonely.

The two maids are vying to serve him, which is not a good feeling.

Sanhua washed her clothes, came back and said, "Lang Jun, what's for dinner?"

"sausage."

"sausage?"

Sanhua didn't know what kind of food it was.

Hongyan said happily: "The sausage is delicious."

After pig meat became edible, sausage and bacon came into being.

The sausage is boiled, cleaned, steamed whole and then sliced.

This is the hard dish for dinner.

Sanhua, who ate sausage for the first time, couldn't help secretly praising it.

After dinner, she went out for a walk.

This is a habit I learned from Jia Ping'an.

Jia Pingan is in front and she is behind.

Jia Pingan went all the way to the pigsty, and Song Buchu was already squatting on guard.

There are not many big pigs left in the pigsty, and some small pigs were added later, and a batch of pigs will be slaughtered one after another by the end of the year.

"I met Uncle Wuyang!"

At this moment, most of the neighbors had finished their dinner, and many people came to the pigsty to ask Song Bubu for tips on raising pigs.

Jia Pingan explained that Song would not come out, so just say it.

So these villagers saw Jia Ping'an's extra respect.

"How's the pig at home?"

Raising pigs is a means of storage for farmers. When they are sold at the end of the year, not only can they get a sum of money, but they can also keep some offal, pig feet and pig heads, which can be eaten by the whole family for several days.

"Thanks to Uncle Wuyang, the hog at home has grown up quite a bit now, and he hums and chirps all day long, which sounds delightful."

"Yes! I am delighted to hear that voice."

"When the hogs are killed at the end of the year, I invite Uncle Wuyang to have a drink at home."

Someone made an invitation, and Jia Pingan accepted with a smile.

Such things are not easy to refuse.

"And I."

For a time, many people called out to invite.

Jia Pingan cupped his hands, "It's too early to say these things at this moment, the fundamental thing is to live a good life."

Sanhua looked at this scene and felt very strange.

Later she walked back with Jia Pingan.

"Lang Jun, why are those common people so enthusiastic?"

"Because I'm passionate about them."

These words hit Sanhua immediately.

"The nobles of Goryeo regard the common people as animals, but the lord talks and laughs happily with the common people... Is this why the Tang Dynasty is flourishing and Goryeo is gradually declining?"

At night, lying on the bed, Sanhua tossed and turned.

Scenes of Jia Pingan communicating with neighbors kept flashing.

But Jia Pingan slept well.