Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

He pushed the door open. There was no one inside, and his luggage and clothes were still there. This proved that the man hadn't run away from home.

But...

Where can a person go when he is unfamiliar with the place?

After waiting for a while, since there was no time for Lu Hanzhang to show up, Ning Yan decided not to wait anymore and ate dinner with his two children.

After dinner, they walked around the yard as usual.

With a creaking sound, Ning Yan raised her head and looked towards the door.

Lu Hanzhang walked in with a dense smell of herbs.

"Sick?"

"No, no need to worry. Is there anything else to eat?"

"Yes, wait a moment." Originally, there were still some dumplings remaining. Although it was cold, they were still delicious after being fried with oil.

But after smelling the medicine on Lu Hanzhang's body, Ning Yan gave up on her plan of frying the dumplings. Regardless of whether she was sick or not, the medicine would make him sick.

Sprinkle the flour with an egg and sprinkle it with a little salt. After mixing the noodles, use a rolling pin to make noodles. Then cook it in a pot and fish it up.

After casually stir-frying two dishes, he moved them into the noodles and placed the bowl in front of Lu Hanzhang: "Eat!"

"You've worked hard."

"…" Shouldn't you say thank you? What the hell was it? She wasn't his wife. Ning Yan reached out to hug herself, she must be overthinking it!

Ye Zichen stole a glance at the man who was eating. The beard on his chin seemed to have lessened a bit, and he still appeared extremely thick when he woke up in the morning.

While Lu Hanzhang was eating, Ning Yan reached out and pinched Lu Hanzhang's beard forcefully and pulled. 𝘧𝓇𝒆𝗲𝓌𝙚𝙗𝓷o𝘷𝒆𝘭.𝐜𝚘𝒎

Ning Yan raised her head and looked at Lu Hanzhang. An awkward yet courteous smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "It's not like you're so ugly that you can't see anyone, why are you smearing a beard on your mouth?"

"I'm fine."

Touching the chin that was missing a piece of the beard, Lu Hanzhang carried the bowl in his hands and walked towards the room.

Ning Yan got up and followed him. Just as she walked to the door, the person in front of him closed it with a 'bang'.

Ning Yan took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Isn't it just a handful of whiskers? With a single glance, he could tell that it was fake. There was no need to get angry.

He didn't know why there would be people who liked to stick their false beards together or what their hobbies were like.

After returning to her room, Ning Yan laid down like a pancake, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He got up and walked towards the bamboo forest with the knife in hand.

He couldn't sleep, so he had to find something to do.

He cut off two bamboo sticks and carried them back home. He made a bamboo dog's den with the Tibetan Mastiff at home, which was both cool and airy. After he connected the rest of the bamboo sticks, he recalled the samples of manual enema machines from the later generations.

After drawing, take a look at the simplified enema machine blueprints.

Ning Yan started to use wood and wood carving knives to make it by hand. Without a ruler, Ning Yan could only make herself a vernier scale using wood, and comparing the size of the scale with the size of the reference material wasn't too big.

When she first started making the enema machine, Ning Yan had no intention to sleep because she could not fall asleep.

There was only one thought on his mind, and that was to make an enema machine.

The tools were simple and primitive, making shavings extremely difficult. Just a step was enough to make the wood bumpy and uneven.

After putting down the ruler in her hand, Ning Yan went back to her room and used ink and string to make an ink line. She flicked the string on the wood and left an imprint on it.

It was almost dawn when she finished making the necessary accessories for the enema machine. Looking up at the sky where there were fewer stars, Ning Yan yawned.

Finally … He was tired.

However, to sleep, they had to assemble these accessories before they could sleep.

He lowered his head and used his memory to assemble the accessories.

When the enema machine was done, he would rather stretch his body a little.

He turned around and walked towards his room. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and realized that the window to Lu Hanzhang's room wasn't closed. There was a person standing behind the window. 𝙛r𝚎𝐞𝑤𝚎𝗯𝗻𝗼𝐯e𝚕.𝒄𝐨𝓂

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep now."

"En!" Lu Hanzhang ended the conversation with a word of kindness.

Ning Yan glanced at Lu Hanzhang's chin, and his originally sparse beard became luxuriant again …

It was hard to say. She was clearly so handsome, yet she had a beard. Was it really that difficult for her to get used to?

Back in his room, he went to bed, closed his eyes, and instantly fell asleep. After waking up, what he saw was still 10,000 miles of multicolored light.

Just as she walked out of the courtyard to the butcher's house in the village to try out the new enema machine, she saw Ning Wan'er wearing a pink jacket walking towards him.

"Ning Yan, you know the wife of the county's Deputy Governor Bai?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Ning Yan did not hesitate to close the door.

Walking back to the kitchen, Ning Yan chopped off a piece of bone and left the Tibetan Mastiff's den. Hearing the Tibetan Mastiff's pup howl, Ning Yan couldn't help but pay attention.

It did not look like a Tibetan Mastiff at all. Could it be that this b * stard wasn't a Tibetan Mastiff at all, and was actually seeing things?

Ning Yan wasn't sure about this in a short while.

"Open up, open up. Ning Yan, open the door for me."

Ning Wan'er called out from outside. Turning her head to look at the door, she muttered: "Still not gone?"

The people on the other side of the Ning Family all had one thing in common, that was, they couldn't afford to be unlucky. Now that Ning Wan'er was here, Ning Yan had no choice but to think of the Deputy Governor Bai.

But...

Those cooks had already grasped the squid's method of using Bai Family, and the one who had a good relationship with her was the Second Madam, would the Deputy Governor Bai let Ning Wan'er find her? Maybe he was thinking too much!

Ignoring the knocking on the door, Ning Yan walked into the vegetable area, looked at the cotton that was growing well, and felt a lot better.

Although there weren't a lot of cotton, but looking at the growth of the cotton, it could be considered pretty good.

Once the cotton is harvested in the fall, there will be many seeds next year. There will be a lot of cotton, and with the cotton, we can weave cotton and make cotton-padded jackets.

The future he imagined was too beautiful, the smile in Ning Yan's eyes became even wider, holding a bucket of water to pour on the ground, the sound of the door gradually weakening.

Only when he could not hear Ning Wan'er's knocking did Ning Yan stand up to rub her shoulder that was a little tired. She then opened the door and walked towards the butcher's house.

"Why does the Sister Ning need so many intestines? This thing is too troublesome to deal with. "

"It's useful, I'll make it and eat it. Oh right, I'll keep the intestines after slaughtering pigs in the future. I'll use them, I'll ask for as much as I can get."

"Fine, I'll keep it for you if you want."

The butcher was a rough guy, although he knew that Ning Yan wanted the pig intestine was useful.

She took some meat from the butcher's house and even made an appointment with the butcher to leave all the small intestine for her before heading home.

After returning home, he saw Ning Zu sitting alone on the doorstep. Ning Yan asked: Where's Baoshi?

"He was taken back by his father! Are you unhappy? "

"No, just... Would Baoshi's father beat him up? "

"…" Regarding the question that was more than enough, Ning Yan really could not answer it. After all, Ning Yan did not know much about what kind of person they were.

"Why are you thinking so much? Come and help."

Ning Yan didn't like washing his intestines, she didn't like it at all. Eating sausages was completely different from washing his intestines.

Since the child can not calm down to write, then wash the sausage.