Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

It was a dark and cold night, and Lin Yinan originally wanted to carry Yun Shijiu back home, but the little guy kept babbling and refused to leave.

The couple had no choice but to sit in the yard and play with her.

Yun Shijiu handed the wood carving in his hand to Lin Yinan, who took the wood carvings and placed them one by one on the stone table.

"What do you want to do with this family?" Yun Mo asked Lin Yinan while looking at the wooden sculpture standing on the stone table.

"I want to print books with this kind of skilled craftsman."

"Printed books?"

"Yes, I want them to help with the carving."

They traveled from the Central Plains to the South, and except for Su Kunliang who brought some books, the rest of the people didn't even have enough extra clothes to change into.

Even if they take root here, civilization will drift away from them in the long run and there will be a cultural gap.

Lin Yinan has a lot of books stored in her space, and she has always wanted to print more books, but paper is in the hands of a few aristocratic families and the price is high, which she cannot afford.

Now that Su Yunzhi has solved this problem for her and she has found carving craftsmen, she can print books in large quantities.

“Printing not only increases the chances of books being preserved, but also allows knowledge to be spread to more people and enables in-depth cultural exchanges.”

Looking down at his daughter in his arms, Lin Yinan continued, "I want to make education universal for all the people in the South. Even if it's not for the imperial examinations, everyone should be able to afford books so that they can read and understand reason. Knowledge should not be in the hands of only a few people."

The expression on Yun Mo's face froze instantly, and he was completely stunned by her words.

There was a brief silence between the two.

Yun Shijiu's lips slightly curled up, and he stared at every wooden sculpture standing on the stone table with wide eyes, his eyes full of curiosity and surprise, and the saliva from the corners of his mouth unconsciously slid down, pulling out a long thread.

She stretched out her chubby little hands and pushed down the wooden sculpture in front of her, making a babbling sound.

Yun Mo silently straightened the knocked over wood carving. Yun Shijiu looked at him, then turned to look at Lin Yinan, as if he had discovered a new continent. He reached out and pushed down all the wood carvings on the table, then burst into a chuckle.

"You little rascal!" Lin Yinan poked her forehead with his hand in annoyance.

She had not thought about it so much before, but with the birth of Yun Shijiu, more and more people followed them, and the business became bigger and bigger, forcing her to face the upcoming difficulties.

Yun Mo looked at her affectionately, the love and tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow, as if all the stars were concentrated in his eyes.

"Anan, your heart is as broad as the sea!"

As he spoke, he leaned over, took the mother and daughter in his arms, bent down and kissed the top of her head, "I am so lucky to have met you."

Holding the two people he loved in his arms, Yun Mo's heart became as soft as an ocean.

Unfortunately, this atmosphere was broken by Yun Shijiu's squeak.

Yun Shijiu, who was feeling uncomfortable from being clamped, screamed out the monosyllabic word "da da da" and kept slapping Yun Mo's hands.

Seeing him being bullied by his daughter, Lin Yinan curled up the corners of his lips into a smile.

A gust of wind blew by, and the air became more damp.

Lin Yinan felt a little bit of coolness on her face, and she subconsciously reached out to wipe it.

It's raining.

"Nineteen, it's raining, let's go back to bed."

Lin Yinan lowered his head to look at the little person in his arms, only to see that she was beginning to feel sleepy and kept rubbing her nose and eyes with her hands.

As soon as the two walked to the corridor, they saw Yunmu coming.

"I said I was going to go to bed, why haven't you two come back yet?" Yunmu said angrily.

Yun Shijiu opened his hazy eyes and when he saw Yun Mu, he took the initiative to open his arms and ask her to hug him.

Ever since she was weaned, she refused to sleep with Lin Yinan anymore.

Yunmu took Yun Shijiu, glanced at Lin Yinan's belly intentionally or unintentionally, and hinted to Yun Mo with a smile.

"It's late, you should go back and rest early!"

Lin Yinan just pretended not to know and reminded her, "Mom, go back and wipe Nineteen's hands."

"Hey, I got it."

Yunmu held Yun Shijiu in her arms, humming a little tune as they walked away.

In just a moment, raindrops as big as beans began to hit the eaves.

When Lin Yinan came out of the shower, she saw Yun Mo leaning on the bed wearing only a shirt. His slightly open collar revealed his strong and muscular chest. In his hands, he was reading the information she had sorted out during this period.

Seeing her come out, he quickly put down the booklet in his hand, moved inside consciously, lifted a corner of the quilt, and patted it lightly with his hand.

"Come up quickly, the bed is warm."

Lin Yinan lay down, Yun Mo came over, covered her with the quilt and hugged her gently, then quickly undressed her with ease, his hands exploring her body under the quilt.

His breathing became increasingly disordered, and a hot kiss followed him, with a passion that seemed somewhat out of control.

Lin Yinan's gaze met his deep eyes filled with desire and wildness, and her reason began to return. She turned her palm over, and a small umbrella appeared in her hand.

"Is your mother urging us to have a second child?"

Her cold voice was like the wind blowing through the willows. Yun Mo raised his eyes and gazed at her, then reached out to stroke the strands of hair on her forehead.

"You are less than 19 years old and you are so busy right now. Your body has not fully recovered yet. Let's not have children in the next two to three years."

Lin Yinan poked him with the small umbrella and said, "Then take this with you."

"What is it?"

"Something like sheep intestines."

"Need not."

"That's not safe either, use this for safety."

"how to use?"

"I'll teach you, um..."

Their bodies fit together as if every inch of their skin was calling out to each other, longing for each other's touch. His breath made her hair flutter, and their lips explored each other with endless desire and anticipation.

Outside the house, beads fell off a string, hitting the roof with a crackling sound, making the whole world blurry and covering up the spring scenery in the house.

The next day, the sky cleared after the rain.

The sunlight shines through the clouds and scatters on the green leaves with crystal water balls hanging on them, sparkling little bits of light. The air is filled with the fresh scent of earth and grass.

When Lin Yinan and Qian Wu arrived at the meeting hall of the county government, Liang Wen and his aunt's family were already waiting there, followed by two young men, each holding a small wooden box.

Seeing her coming, everyone hurriedly saluted her.

After some pleasantries, Lin Zhunan took out the wooden doll from yesterday and asked directly, "Who carved this thing?"

Aunt Liang felt nervous and looked at her eldest son.

Liao Changyi's heart beat rapidly involuntarily, and he stood out with some trepidation.

"I, I carved it."

"Who did you learn the carving skill from?" Seeing that he was a little nervous, Lin Yinan softened his tone.

Seeing that she had no intention of blaming him, Liao Changyi plucked up the courage to say, "I learned carpentry from my father, and I learned carving these little gadgets from my uncle in my spare time."

Lin Yinan casually picked up a copy of Thousand Characters on the table, opened it, pointed at the words on it and asked him, "Can you carve these words?"

Liao Changyi took the book and carefully looked at the words on it.

Aunt Liang and her husband looked at their son with some concern, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.