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

On Chi'an Mountain, Lin Yinan came back from the back mountain carrying Yun Shijiu in a bamboo basket and holding a basket of wild vegetables in his hand.

When passing by the grove, I happened to meet a few women who were resting there after work.

They were the last to arrive at the mountain stronghold. They had met Lin Yinan a few times before, but they had never greeted each other. They only knew that she was the wife of General Yun Mo, and it was said that she had the title of city lord.

These days, when they were working, they heard the women discussing the general's wife. Lord Lin was her uncle, so they thought that he really got to the position through connections.

They didn't care at all whether Lin Yinan heard them or not, and they talked in a low voice in front of her.

"Bah! If she wasn't lucky enough to marry General Yun Mo, she would be worse than us." Someone said indignantly.

"That's right, she has a foxy face."

"She is used to treating the token as a token of authority. Without General Yunmo, she is nothing."

Thinking of the man who has fascinated everyone, they would be willing to work like a slave for him every day.

"You don't know what happened that day. She was standing by and giving orders to everyone, as if she knew everything."

"It's just to show off to General Yun Mo!"

Lin Yinan showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Since ancient times, women in society have been influenced by the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. They have been looked down upon since childhood and have never received the love of their parents and family. They have a slave mentality deep in their bones. They are born to live only for men. In order to please men, they never dare to challenge men, but only make things difficult for their companions and look down on women who are better than them.

Even in the prosperous afterlife, no matter how capable you are as a woman at work, and how much you own a car and a house, if you are not married in your thirties, your parents will not be able to hold their heads up high among relatives and friends. They will criticize you and speak ill of you everywhere. No matter how capable someone is, there will still be no man who wants you, and you will not be able to get married and become an old maid.

When a woman uses sarcastic words to belittle another woman, she should know that such meaningless belittlement will not help her make progress.

What's the point of talking quickly?

Just as he was about to walk out of the woods, Lin Yinan's ears moved slightly and his steps suddenly stopped.

But a woman in the crowd said sarcastically, "Tsk! A woman like this should have been divorced long ago. General Yun Mo's daughter is already one year old. Not only can she not walk, but she can't even talk. She is unworthy of being a mother for bringing up a child like this!"

Lin Yinan's pupils shrank slightly when she heard that, and a sharp dark light flashed in her eyes. Just when she wanted to turn around and teach these gossiping women a lesson, Qian Wu came running from the village, panting.

"Madam! You should go back quickly. Someone is coming from home!" She ran up quickly and anxiously, gasping for breath.

"Who's here?" Lin Yinan retracted his sharp gaze.

Qian Wu: "It's the old lady and the second master and second lady!"

Lin Yinan understood. Counting the days, they should be here soon. She would let go of the gossipy women behind her for the time being. There would be plenty of opportunities to deal with them in the future.

Looking at the receding backs of Lin Yinan and Qian Wu, the woman in the woods spoke more and more brazenly.

"The maid said that the old lady is here, General Yun Mo's mother!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the woods began to harbor ulterior motives, and their ambitions were clearly revealed in their eyes.

When they returned to the mountain village, Yunmu and Lu Yashuang were already trying to get Yunjun engaged.

"I think Ding'er has gained weight." Yunmu held Yun Junding in her arms and weighed him.

Lu Yashuang nodded with relief. Fortunately, Ding'er was fine, otherwise she would have gone crazy.

"You look a lot stronger. I'm sorry to have caused trouble for my third brother and sister-in-law."

"Ding'er, are you happy living in the mountains?" Yunmu asked.

Yun Junding said in a baby voice, "I'm happy. I go out with my sister to play with other kids every day."

Lin Yinan entered the room, "Mom, second sister-in-law!"

"Oh, Anan is back. Little Nineteen, come to grandma quickly. Where have you and your mother been?"

Lin Yinan smiled and said, "Let's go to the back mountain and pick some wild vegetables to make soup. Mother, second sister-in-law, are you feeling better?"

"Much better." Lu Yashuang said with a somewhat gloomy look.

Lin Yinan took off the backpack and carried Yun Shijiu out. Yun Mu opened her arms, wanting her to go over.

Unexpectedly, Yun Shijiu held Lin Yinan's hand and refused to take a step. He grinned and drooled.

Yunmu was surprised, "Nineteen, hurry up and call Zu, hey, why don't you want to leave?"

"The doctor said she might be affected by the medicine and she will be late in walking and talking." Lin Yinan said concisely.

"Can this be cured?" Yunmu's face changed drastically.

Lin Yinan: "It depends on how she grows in the future. The doctor said there's no rush."

"These damned bastards even dared to harm children."

As Yunmu said this, Lu Yashuang's eyes felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes. She turned around and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, then pretended nothing happened, not wanting to worry everyone.

At this moment, Yun Mo, who was training in the back mountain, also came back.

After the family exchanged brief greetings, knowing that the two brothers and Lin Yinan had something important to discuss, Yunmu tactfully took the two children with Lu Yashuang to rest in the room next door that Qianxia had cleaned up.

As soon as the door closed, Yunye took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Lin Yinan.

"Third brother's wife, these are the raw materials that Yun Si and his men robbed from the Yu family in Nanzhou Prefecture. Take a look."

Lin Yinan took the paper in her hand and took a look. Wow, it was full of raw materials for making explosives that were stolen from the Yu family. She made a rough estimate and it could probably make a lot of explosives.

"You are truly worthy of being the number one family in the Southland. You were able to prepare so many materials in such a short period of time."

"This is a letter from my second uncle. The Censor has sent him a letter of appointment. In order to maintain peace in the south, the Crown Prince and the Prime Minister have reinstated him, and have discussed some details of the salt taxation system with the Censor. When Feng Yongyan reports to the court, salt officials will come to conduct an on-site inspection." Yun Ye said.

Lin Yinan read the letter quickly and handed it to Yun Mo beside him.

"We don't need to worry about the salt issue. According to the current situation of the court, the prince and the prime minister will agree." She was not worried at all about this.

After all, throughout the entire last year, the Yu family had absolute control over the southern region and the imperial court never sent anyone to manage it, and even the grain tax was not collected.

If they force their way in, with their current strength, the worst that can happen is a head-on clash.

The South is far away from the political center, and the imperial court would not be stupid enough to give it a reason to rebel.

Yun Mo finished reading the letter and frowned. "What I am worried about now is that the Yu family will definitely not let the Yun family take over Nanzhou Prefecture easily. We must be prepared for a long-term tug-of-war."

Yun Ye said: "Er Bu needs our help. He wants us to send a few capable people to Nanzhou to help him train his troops."

Yun Zhentian is tied to the same boat with them, they will prosper together and suffer together.

At this critical moment, we cannot be careless.