The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

The seedlings in the fields turn from green to yellow and grow from seeds into thriving seedlings, then bloom and bear fruit. After being nourished by the rain again and again, they mature into fruits that provide the people with enough food and clothing.

Jiang Muxia wandered around the fields every day, looking at the heavy yellow-green ears of grain hanging on the branches. She couldn't help but reach out and pick one. The fruit lay in the palm of her hand, and she could feel its real heaviness.

She rubbed it vigorously in her palms, and in an instant, yellow grains with a hint of green appeared. She blew away the husks, and a small pile of plump fruits appeared in her palms.

"This year is a bumper year." With a smile in her eyes, she put the grains into the purse she carried with her.

"This is nothing. The cotton is growing well. I estimate that it will increase by 20% compared to last year." Fuzi, holding a long pole, chased away the sparrows that were trying to eat the cotton, and asked for credit with a proud look on her face.

When the cotton started to bear fruit, she built a shed at the edge of the cotton field and arranged for Fuzi to live in it. She kept an eye on the cotton field at all times to prevent anyone with bad intentions from stealing the cotton at night.

The boy took on the task and worked hard without slacking off for a moment. He guarded the hundred acres of cotton field like an iron barrel. Even if a bug passed by, he would stop it and interrogate it before letting it go.

Today she had asked someone to take his place for a day, so that he could go back to the city to rest. When he learned that she was going to the village to check on the grain fields, he insisted on following her. Fourteen years old was the right age for playing, but it was a pity that he was being ordered around by her, and had no free time all day.

"Yes, yes, you have made a great contribution. I will reward you handsomely later." Jiang Muxia teased him half-seriously.

She had already thought of a great gift for Fukuko. This child had helped her do a lot of things since he came out of the tavern. After getting along with him for a long time, she had already regarded him as her own brother. As a sister, she naturally had to make plans for his future.

"Madam, are you still going to Qingxiaotai?" An untimely voice came.

Jiang Muxia turned her head and saw a woman with full energy and expressionless face standing behind her, staring at her.

Jiang Muxia's heart trembled, and her confidence in speaking was reduced by five points. Today, she had finally managed to avoid her and sneak out, but how could she still find her.

With a smile on her face, she replied very positively, "Go, of course, go now."

She quickly called Fu Zi and trotted to catch up with the woman.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly brought up Tang Zhongbai and scolded him dozens of times in her heart.

The woman's name was Qingyun. The princess felt sorry for her because she was overworked, so she found someone who was proficient in farm and household affairs and had good skills, and sent her to be her right-hand man.

She was very grateful to the princess for always considering her, so she kept the man.

But in less than three days, Qingyun's actions made her collapse.

Qingyun was in charge of her every word and action, including her eating and drinking. He would carefully correct her in every detail and would not stop until he achieved his goal.

In those days, she was like a puppet. If she made a wrong step, she would have to repeat the wrong action dozens or hundreds of times.

She wanted to argue, but they just threw one sentence at her, "If you want to become the young master's wife, you must learn the etiquette of the mansion and behave like a lady in charge. Otherwise, when you get to the mansion, the servants will only laugh at me for not teaching my wife well."

She wanted to give up but didn't dare, Qingyun followed her like a shadow without saying a word until she gave in.

She was angry at Qingyun, but she didn't get angry or annoyed. She just looked at her steadily with tears in her eyes.

She had no other choice but to find Tang Zhongbai and Nanny Jiang to send him away. Before she could finish her words, Qingyun appeared in front of her, and said firmly, "I, Qingyun, belong to my wife in life and to my wife's ghost in death. You must let me go after I die."

She was so frightened that she lost her temper with Qingyun and had no way to deal with her. She had no choice but to go along with her wishes and leave everything to fate. Gradually, she got used to her arrangements and felt more relaxed.

Lu Chaoyun laughed at her secretly, finally there is someone who can control you.

Only Tang Zhongbai knew that she gave in because she gave the princess face and was more considerate of him. Otherwise, with her temper, no one would take her seriously.

In Jiang Muxia's heart, she has more respect for Qingyun.

As soon as she arrived, she helped her sort out the layout of all the fields, made the accounts clear at a glance, and arranged the schedule clearly. She did everything she hadn't expected. Qingyun did teach her a lot of things she had never heard of before. Even Yin Haitang said that her eyebrows and eyes were more calm and noble than before. Such a treasure-like person saved her a lot of trouble and avoided many detours. With such a capable assistant, why not go along with her a little.

She was only five years older than himself. Apart from being too strict with her and looking too serious, she was very precious to him. After a long time, he started to treat her as his sister.

"Sister Jingyun, after checking Qingxiao Terrace, can I go to the other courtyard to see my foster father?"

Qingyun stopped and stared at her with a serious expression, "Madam, I have said many times that there is a difference between the noble and the humble. I am your maid, you can only call me by my name."

"But……"

"No buts, you must call my name."

Seeing her attitude, Jiang Muxia knew that she would stand there and not move if she didn't call her name.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I'll just call you Qingyun from now on, okay?"

Jiang Muxia sighed. This person is good in every way, but a little rigid. But sometimes she pretends to be pitiful to make her soft-hearted. What a strange person.

Qingxiaotai is the large saline-alkali land to the east of Donggang Village.

Now it has a new look. Although it is not lush and green, the rows of half-human-high saplings in the fields are growing well.

She thought it would take many years to improve the soil and for trees to grow. Now, although there are often dead saplings, half of them are still alive.

The person she wanted to thank the most was Daqi, a child who had a genius-like sensitivity to tree planting. In his hands, plants were like communicative and understanding humans. From their growth status, he could judge what they needed and improve them to solve the problem.

It was under Daqi's guidance that this saline-alkali land achieved this half survival rate by repeatedly changing the quality of the soil.

Jiang Muxia had just walked to the gate of the villa when Xin'er, who was only two months old, saw her and began waving her limbs and begging for her to hold her.

That’s right, after the child was born, Xu Da asked Chu Ruo to name her.

Chu Ruo named the child a daughter without thinking. Xu Da was stunned for a moment and then agreed.

After the confinement period, Xu Da sent the mother and daughter to Qingfeng Villa to accompany Chu Ruo every day. Because the wine shop was here, he handed the tavern over to Xu Cheng and moved here.

Now the family of three all live in the villa, and they have achieved a family reunion. He and Haitang's relationship is getting better and better.

Yin Haitang's complexion was ruddy and her eyes were gentle. Although the child could only come back to her when she was breastfeeding, she no longer had to take care of the child, and she had more time to spend with Xu Da.

Chu Ruo handed the child to Jiang Muxia's arms with dissatisfaction, but his eyes never left the child.

It was almost the same as she had guessed at the beginning. Xu Da wanted to use the child to wake up Chu Ruo and give him psychological comfort. Sure enough, his illness did not relapse.

He was thoughtful and worried that Yin Haitang would be reluctant to part with her child, so he sent both mother and child over.

Xigang Village is her mother's home. Living here, the familiar environment can make her mood better and she won't feel lost.

Jiang Muxia was sitting under a tree teasing a child. A little girl over one year old ran up to her like a fly. With her big eyes shining, she lowered her voice and whispered to her, "Auntie, I'll tell you a secret."

Jiang Muxia pretended to be very curious and said with a smile: "Sanyue, what secret do you want to tell me?"

The little person stood on tiptoe and whispered in her ear, "I heard Patriarch Xu tell Aunt Haitang that when Sister Xin'er is older, he will let Aunt Haitang have another brother or sister."

Jiang Muxia opened her eyes wide. She was happy for Haitang. Xu Da was a good man who always cared about her and could make her happy.

"It's great that we have one more playmate in March. Do you want to go back with me today, or stay here?"

"Aunt Zaohua said she would come pick me up in the evening."

"it is good."

She looked at Sanyue's big watery eyes and found that she looked exactly like Sister Xinghua. No wonder her aunt fell in love with her as soon as she saw her.

Things in this world cannot be defied by God's will. The fate between Sanyue and Zaohua's family is destined by God and no one can stop it.