A poor peasant girl: Farming with a baby and abusing her husband

Two days later, Wen Yanshu led Yaya on Chen Sheng's donkey cart towards the county town.

Today, only Yan Shu and Yaya were on Chen Sheng's donkey cart, while Egg Yolk was left at home.

Yesterday, Yan Shu had distributed twenty plows that were rushed to production to villagers in need.

This period of busyness can finally come to an end.

The autumn air was crisp, the sun was shining brightly, and the wind was gentle. Yan Shu's mood also became happy.

I had heard before that Magistrate Feng was an honest official and was known for his diligence and love for the people.

Yan Shu was still very uneasy about this summons.

After all, this was her first visit to an official in this era.

Today she is dressed modestly. Wearing a plain silk shirt, lightly applied pink and white. Yaya is a small satin shirt that is common in children’s homes.

It still took about half an hour to arrive at the county gate.

Magistrate Feng summoned Wen Yanshu at his residence this time. And invited her to have lunch with his family.

Presumably it is also to lighten the atmosphere and give people a sense of family atmosphere.

After walking on the main road of the county for about a quarter of an hour, he turned right into a spacious alley and arrived at the gate of Feng's Mansion according to the address on the summons.

The pair of majestic stone lions at the door reminded Yan Shu of a wealthy family in ancient times.

Chen Sheng and Yan Shu agreed to wait at the city gate at 1:15 p.m. in the afternoon. During this period, he can also stop by the county grain and oil store to visit.

The door of Feng Mansion was closed tightly, so Yan Shu had no choice but to step forward and lightly press the copper ring on the door.

Sure enough, not long after. There was a sound of the door latch coming from inside.

The person who appeared in front of Yan Shu was an old housekeeper in his sixties.

"You must be Mrs. Wen Yanshu from Huaishu Village! Please come with me."

Yan Shu nodded and then took Yaya and followed the housekeeper into Feng Mansion.

Feng Mansion cannot be called luxurious, but it has an invisible sense of majesty.

Following the butler through two corridors, they came to a main hall.

"Ms. Wen, please sit down for a moment. I'll go fetch the master!"

"Yeah, I'll trouble you then." Yan Shu said politely.

There is a plaque hanging in the middle of the central beam of the main hall, with the words "upright and bright" on it.

The inscription shows that the person who inscribed the plaque is Prince Hui Liu Yong.

"It seems that Magistrate Feng was once very favored by Prince Hui. At least he has a good personal trainer."

At this time, an elegant middle-aged man, about thirty-five or sixty-six, came in the door.

With a mustache, a sapphire hair crown, and a silk-patterned shirt, the county magistrate in front of him seemed different from what Yan Shu had seen in the TV series.

The housekeeper introduced Feng Changqing: "Master. This is Wen Yanshu, Lady Wen."

"This is our master, County Magistrate Feng." The housekeeper then introduced to Yan Shu.

"Daughter of the common people, see Magistrate Feng!" Yan Shu stood up and saluted Feng Changqing.

Feng Changqing told Yan Shu not to be formal. Then they sat in front of Yan Shu.

Only then did Yan Shu clearly see the outline of Magistrate Feng's face.

An angular face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, giving people a sense of uprightness.

"I've seen you, Wen Yanshu."

Feng Changqing said calmly.

Now it was Yan Shu's turn to have her mind wandering. Feng Changqing's words made her a little confused.

"Are you kidding me? I'm just a peasant woman. How can I have the chance to meet the county magistrate?"

Feng Changqing smiled and said: "Remember the Liu Mansion a month ago?"

Yan Shu suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, Magistrate Feng was also a guest in the Liu Mansion at that time."

"Yes, so when I heard that a goddess named Wen Yanshu came out of Huaishu Village in Jinyang County, I immediately thought of you who performed the transformation into a living person in the Liu Mansion."

"Haha, don't you think this is a coincidence?"

Yan Shu smiled awkwardly: "It's indeed a coincidence. It's rare for adults to remember me. I made a fool of myself at that time."

Feng Changqing shook his head and said: "No, you are indeed talented. Otherwise, how could you have thought of this new plow to solve the practical problems of the masses of people."

Yan Shu: "The new plow this time was really inspired. I didn't expect it to have such a good effect. If it can reduce the labor and material resources of the villagers, I will have fulfilled my original wish."

Feng Changqing: "So I summon you this time to reward you."

Yan Shu thanked Feng Changqing and said frankly that this was an improvement to a woman's status.

Feng Changqing did not expect that the woman in front of him was indeed different from the women he had seen before.

Wisdom, thoughtfulness, and charisma.

Yan Shu and Feng Changqing chatted happily and did not regard themselves as common people with low status.

Near noon, Feng Changqing invited Yan Shu to have a meal with his family in the side hall.

As soon as I sat down, a familiar voice came from behind me.

"It's Sister Yan Shu, right? I want to have a lot of fun here today."

As soon as she raised her eyes, Yan Shu discovered that exquisite face.

"Is it you?" Yan Shu asked in surprise.

"You still remember me, hello, sister." Feng Zhen'er said mischievously.

How could Yan Shu not remember it? Now she finally remembered it. That day in the Liu Mansion, she was the stunning beauty beside Mrs. Liu.

Feng Changqing asked his daughter to sit down and talk to Yan Shu quickly.

Feng Zhen'er's mother died young, and Feng's father loved his only daughter very much.

This time Feng Changqing summoned Wen Yanshu here for the selfish purpose of complying with his daughter's request.

It turned out that Feng Zhen'er had also been interested in Wen Yanshu for a long time. This time when she heard her father talk about the plow, she begged him to invite her to his house.

Feng Changqing saw that his daughter was so interested in someone. Just follow his wish.

It turns out that Feng Zhen'er is the result of love between Feng Changqing and the prime minister's daughter. However, the prime minister's daughter died of hemorrhage not long after giving birth to Feng Zhen'er.

Feng Zhen'er lost her mother since she was a child. She has a gloomy personality and is frail and sickly.

Feng Changqing was deeply afraid that something would go wrong with her.

Over the years, he has been both a father and a mother, just so that his daughter can grow up happily.

Here, Wen Yanshu calmly started to pick up food for Yaya.

"So you are the daughter of the county magistrate. I should have thought of it when I came here today."

"Sister Yan Shu, let's chat while eating." After exchanging pleasantries, Feng Zhen'er poured tea for Yan Shu.

"I heard from my father that the plowing tool you invented is widely used."

"It's not bad. I'm just a blind cat who caught a dead mouse. I'm just lucky. Fortunately, I was able to help the villagers!"

In fact, Yan Shu and Feng Zhen'er are not much different in age.

Feng Zhen'er was sixteen and Yan Shu was twenty.

Girls have nothing to do with men when chatting.

After lunch, Feng Changqing repeatedly asked Yan Shu and his daughter to stay in Feng Mansion for a while before leaving.

Feng Zhen'er invites Yan Shu to visit the back garden of the Feng family.

Yan Shu was flattered. To be honest, I haven't had a good impression of Feng Zhen'er since I heard Feng Zhen'er's words last time in the Liu Mansion.

Today I heard Feng Changqing say that his daughter has been frail and sick since she was a child and has a gloomy personality.

And I have to sympathize with this girl who has been living in the boudoir for a long time.

Although she has a beautiful face, she has lacked maternal love since she was a child, which is quite similar to Yan Shu's own life experience.

This made her want to get to know her again!