The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 226 The cuckold is placed on the bedside

"conscription?"

"To be a concubine?"

Following two disbelieving questions, Su looked at Jing Bo'an as if he were a fool.

The Jing family got up before dawn and worked hard in the cool weather. They worked until the sun was shining brightly in the sky before going home for breakfast.

Just as the bowls were being served, Jing Boan came over majestically with a large group of people, accompanied by Mrs. Jing and Uncle Jing.

The refugees who were building a shack at the entrance of the village saw something was wrong with this situation and quickly called a boy to come over quickly.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jing hurriedly put down the bowl and took the others to clean up the cellar again.

Old Wangtou hurriedly threw the scattered wood at the cellar door. Old Mrs. Fan and several women swept the chicken manure from the chicken coop with a broom, spread it out and poured it on top.

Mrs. Qin let out the chickens and ducks, and the fat aunt brought rotten vegetable leaves and threw them on top.

The chickens and ducks that had been cooped up all day ran over in a swarm, squawking and grabbing food.

Especially for ducks, there is an intestine that goes to the bottom, and you step on the chicken dung and eat and defecate, and now the fresh duck excrement comes up again.

When Jing Bo'an led people into the yard, they could smell the smell of chicken and duck feces from a distance, which made people almost vomit out the overnight meal.

Mrs. Jing waved her hand and sat down at the dining table. She glanced at the food on the table and said with disdain, "Is this what you are going to eat?"

"My son's house is so shabby even for the servants to eat. I thought you were living such a good life before! Hey! You've been drinking cornstarch with cornstarch for a long time!"

Mrs. Jing raised her hand again as she spoke, intentionally or unintentionally showing off the gold ring on her hand: "It's too hard for you. I have spent most of my life digging in the dirt, and urinating against the chickens and ducks in this yard. You can still eat and eat!”

"You have to worry about the old sisters!" the toothless old lady Fan said with a smile: "Our daughter-in-law wakes up early in the morning to make this meal. No matter what we eat, as long as it is cooked by our daughter-in-law, I will eat it." It smells great!”

"Sister, does your princess daughter-in-law have to make bird's nest porridge for you in the morning?"

Mrs. Ge answered from the side: "That's for sure, she is the princess's daughter-in-law, she must have a better meal than us!"

Mrs. Zhang slurped up her mouth and said, "If I had a princess as my daughter-in-law, I would eat shit even if she did it!"

The people eating in the yard burst into laughter, not taking Jing Boan and his son seriously at all.

So what if you brought the troops here?Who hasn’t seen the general?Our real relative, Uncle Bai, is older than your son, so don’t really think that we are just country folk who don’t understand this!
Mrs. Jing's face turned red and white. These dead old women had poked her lungs, and she was so angry that her heart and lungs were almost exploding.

That shameless bitch came back to live in her hometown recently. Not only did she not serve her parents-in-law, she didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning every day, so her son had to wait on that old shabby shoe to eat.

This was not even the most irritating thing. The most irritating thing was that once, she wanted to go to her son's room and just walked through the corridor, she saw the bitch and the man in the lotus pond from a distance.

The bitch's clothes were half unbuttoned, with a large piece of white hair exposed, and she was leaning lazily in the arms of a pretty boy.

The pretty boy held a wine bottle and poured it into the whore's mouth. The bitch laughed and screamed, and everyone in the backyard could hear it.

The drink was spilled on the bitch's chest, and the pretty boy just drank it. She was so angry that Old Mrs. Jing fainted on the spot. If Jing Song hadn't come to see his second uncle and found out quickly, she would have been so angry that she suffered a stroke, hemiplegia and hemiplegia.

This was not over yet. When she finally woke up after being stepped on in the Yama Palace, what greeted her was not a friendly greeting from her son, but a scolding. "Auntie, I told you that the other side of Qiyuxuan is the princess's private place. Why do you go there for a stroll if you have nothing to do?" Jing Bo'an was worried about the conscription. Unexpectedly, my mother also caused chaos on the other side, and she couldn't help it for a moment. Complained.

You're the one who made Mrs. Jing angry!Why did you give birth to such a useless loser? They even gave you a cuckold on your bedside, but you can still wear it so willingly.

Jing Bo'an was also very worried. If he didn't have any soldiers, Princess Xiushan would look down on him even more.

Seeing this, Yang Shiyue said casually: "Why is Uncle Jing so embarrassed? Last year, the people in Beishui Village killed the Liao people. This is known to everyone!"

"Those are your villagers and villagers. Is there anyone more reliable than this in recruiting troops?"

"Besides, they have spent most of their lives digging in the dirt, working day and night just to make ends meet. Uncle Jing, you are different. With your support, they can just strive for a little bit of energy and live like a family of hundreds and thousands of households. , it’s no better than being a farmer all your life!”

As soon as Jing Bo'an heard this, his eyes lit up, but that's not the case. Isn't this just a human being who worries about no one every day?

He had met the people in the village last time, and they were all strong and strong. If he continued to train, wouldn't he become a first-class expert?

What surprised him was yet to come. Princess Xiushan actually came to him and told him that Su Shi had been taking care of the elderly in her hometown. It was not easy to raise children, and Jing Ye was his biological flesh and blood.

Princess Xiushan generously expressed her willingness to take the Su family back as a child and treat Jing Ye as her own flesh and blood, so that the family could live a harmonious and beautiful life.

This made Jing Bo'an extremely happy. He didn't like the Su family that much, but Jing Ye was his son after all. How could he have too many sons these days?

Besides, Jing Yufan was spoiled by Princess Xiushan. She had no respect for him as a father, and she had to serve her son as a lowly servant.

Jing Ye was different. He had no father since he was a child. When he was brought back, he had to be respectful to his father.

What's more, having Mrs. Su serving the old lady will save Old Lady Jing from always looking for Princess Xiushan when she has nothing to do.

Princess Xiushan gave him face and didn't care about the old lady, but if she really got angry, she might even beat the old lady to death.

And Jingli looks good, no matter how they get married, or whether it's Bai Changhe's side, no matter how many people take the mother and son back, they won't suffer.

So Jing Bo'an, who had made good plans, took the recruitment documents from the Ministry of War, took his mother, brother and soldiers, and headed straight for Laobei Mountain.

The stony-faced Mr. Jing ignored Jing Boan at all and shouted to everyone in a deep voice: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and eat and work!"

"Do we still need to build a house? Do we need to remove the grass in the ground? If we don't dry out the paper in the paper mill while the weather is good, what will we do if it rains?"

The mother and son of the Jing family felt happy again when they heard this. They had heard of this papermaking workshop. It was said that the bamboo pattern paper and rosin paper had been selling very well recently. The supply simply exceeded the demand. It would be great to take the Su family back. They all belong to their family!

Mrs. Jing curled her lips and said, "Brother Hai, let's not be busy eating, let's talk about business first!"

Mr. Jing said without raising his head: "You say what you say, I will eat mine, don't delay, we don't have servants to wait on us, if we don't eat quickly, it will be hard to work if the sun is getting strong!"

Jing Bo'an held back the displeasure in his heart and said, "Uncle Hai, you are here mainly for two things, but they are both for the good of our villagers!"

"Just tell me if you have something to do!" Uncle Tiesheng squatted aside and gnawed on the dough: "We are all busy here! Stop whining!"

(End of this chapter)