After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 118 Visiting Grandfather's Home

【Thank you for your patronage!There are two more chances, do you confirm the draw? 】

The corner of Cheng Weiyao's mouth twitched slightly, what about playing?He had already stopped at the piggy's column, but at the last second he moved forward for no reason, and missed it abruptly.

When she set up a stall, she also paid attention to the price of Qingshi Town. In the south, judging from the crops sold on the market, it should be cooked twice or even three times a year. The grain output is abundant, and the feed for pigs is mainly leftovers. meal.

The exploration of pork cooking techniques in ancient times was not very comprehensive, resulting in a certain meaty smell in pork cooking. Rich families basically ate beef and mutton.

The breeding conditions are relaxed and the local market demands, so the price of pork is reasonable.

But the problem is that she is here to make money, even a twenty-jin piglet needs three hundred copper coins, not to mention the cost of raising it.

【Congratulations to the host, you got a piglet and a chicken. The lottery chance has been used up. Thank you for using it. I wish you a happy game! 】

What is another village, Cheng Weiyao was ready to throw herself into the street with three chances, but she did not expect to have an unexpected harvest instead.

Looking at the fluffy chickens and the white and tender piglet Cheng Weiyao who came out of the shack, she smiled happily. No wonder the QQ Farm started from the first level, and the seed store opened up the option of pasture. The opening ambush pen of QQ Ranch!
Cheng Weiyao turned around and ran to the warehouse to get the pasture that she had planted before. She hadn’t planted pasture for a while since the seed store had more varieties. Now it seems that she has to set aside a separate area to supply food for QQ pasture. .

While Cheng Weiyao was busy reading the breeding manual in the QQ ranch, Wen Liyu and the imperial concubine Huang Guifei in the small courtyard had already woken up one after another, and they were exiled all the way, either sleeping in the wild or staying in the inn, but they always had no fixed place. He was worried, but now that he had calmed down, he fell asleep soundly.

"Sister-in-law, do you need help? Where did brother go?"

When Wen Liyu approached, Cheng Weiyao was making noodles in the kitchen in a trance, and when she heard sister-in-law's voice, she quickly logged out from the interface of the ranch.

Cheng Weiyao's eyes turned slightly to the outside, the imperial concubine was sitting at the stone table and accompanied Wen Chengming to study, but her head was slightly tilted, obviously she was listening with her ears up.

"The husband found a job in the city to support the family. The man stands upright. How can anyone stay at home? He went out early in the morning."

Cheng Weiyao responded with a smile, but actually lacked confidence.

In fact, the exiled prisoners have to do high-intensity physical work every day. They have been cultivating wasteland and growing food, building bridges and paving roads, mining and digging mountains, building city defenses, or doing chores for those in power... To be whipped with a whip.

Although she didn't know which type Wen Chengyun was, she couldn't bear to tell the imperial concubine the truth, her health was not good, and it would be better to keep in the dark than to be in fear all day long.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weiyao felt much more at ease, and in order to change the subject, she took the initiative to talk about today's business, praising Wen Liyu and the imperial concubine's exquisite pattern-cutting skills.

With work to divert attention, the topic was quickly bypassed from Wen Chengyun, and when he came back in the afternoon, he was also neat and tidy, and he didn't look like he had done hard work at all. Cheng Weiyao silently sighed about this. Stick: Full camouflage, big dutiful son!
"Mother, I haven't visited my grandfather since I came to Qingshi Town. I want to take my wife to visit my grandfather's house for a while, and bring my aunt to talk to my mother..."

Wen Chengyun saw Cheng Weiyao's relieved expression, and naturally knew that his family members had questioned his whereabouts, but he was out on business but he couldn't say it clearly, so naturally there was no embarrassment or fear for his life.

"That's fine, you and Wei Yao got married in a hurry, and your grandfather hasn't walked around yet."

The imperial concubine's expression was slightly moved. In the past, she lived in the deep palace for a long time. If the concubine wanted to see her close relatives, she had to obtain the permission of the emperor. Even if the family members really entered the palace, most of them only had a few hours to talk. sleep out.

This back and forth, tossing the family members only increased the feelings of longing, and as time passed, she no longer begged to see her old friends.

But today is different from the past. Although the exile is bitter, but in addition to not being able to leave the place of exile, the movement between neighbors and relatives is still plentiful.

As soon as Cheng Weiyao heard about leaving relatives, Cheng Weiyao immediately packed up meat clips and tea eggs. Poor be poor, basic etiquette is still required. I have never heard of relatives walking away empty-handed, but I don’t know if this so-called grandparent’s family will accept them. will dislike...

"Your grandfather's family treats people leniently and doesn't care about these vain rituals, so you can go there with confidence."

The imperial concubine was amused by Cheng Weiyao's cautious appearance, she raised her sleeves to cover her lips and smiled lightly, Weiyao's temperament was not afraid of danger, but these people seemed a little nervous in the world.

But when Zheng'er Bajing approached the door of her grandfather's house, Cheng Weiyao realized how wrong the imperial concubine's perception of her grandfather's family was. Before entering the door, she heard the commotion in the yard from a distance.

"Are you still hiding?! Or how can I say that if the master accepts you, you are a bastard! At the beginning, I didn't agree with you to enter the door, but now it's good, and our family has suffered and suffered!"

A sharp female voice came from inside, and a rather weak voice of defense could be vaguely heard.

Wen Chengyun's brows were furrowed, strode forward and knocked on the door, the yard was quiet for a moment, the sound of footsteps approaching, the door was opened by a middle-aged woman with a sarcastic face, wearing a fine gauze dress, her hair full of emerald jewels.

"You are……"

After the mistress opened the door, she was taken aback for a moment, attracted by Wen Chengyun's face, she couldn't help but soften her tone, after all, who doesn't like to talk kindly to a gentleman?
Cheng Weiyao looked past the woman and turned to look at the inner courtyard. Under the big tree in the courtyard, a thin woman with a haggard face was doing laundry with her sleeves rolled up. There were still five red pinch marks on her arm.

Even if this is the case for the family members, this is not like the lenient treatment that the imperial concubine said, Cheng Weiyao already has a little idea in her heart.

"Hi Ma'am, my grandson Wen Chengyun and his wife are here to visit my grandfather and aunt."

Wen Chengyun saluted slightly. People from the royal family can't be picky about their etiquette, but the mistress doesn't care about this. The three words Wen Chengyun alone are enough to make her close the door with a bad face.

I really don't know how this person used his face to declare his family name, Wen Chengyun?Isn't he the culprit who caused his family to be exiled?

(End of this chapter)