After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling didn't want a single man and a single woman to be in the same room, and they were newlyweds at that. If they slept together for too long, there was a chance that something might go wrong.

She is not a saint, and her body has gradually recovered. He Zhan still looks a little bit like her. What if she gets beastly and wants He Zhan, how will they get along in the future?

He Zhan only liked her as his wife, and she was at most a little bit lusty for his body.

It's not that she is conservative, she just thinks that before sex, one has to be affectionate, and that relationships maintained by sex will not last long.

Once one day you get tired of each other's body, you will start to feel disgusted with each other. If it lasts for a while, you will get tired of each other.

Song Huiling said tactfully, "Mom, let's not do it. The family situation is not good right now. Save some money and make a big bed for your husband and Ah Mo."

After what happened yesterday, Yang felt that Song Huiling still liked He Zhan. If she didn't like He Zhan, why would she defend him.

So after hearing what Song Huiling said, she felt that her daughter-in-law was worried about the money, so she smiled at her and said, "Huiling, don't worry about the money. Ah Zhan knows carpentry. Just cut a pine tree from the mountain and let Ah Zhan do it. It won't cost much."

Song Huiling was shocked. She tilted her head to look at He Zhan, and her rising voice was full of doubt: "You can actually do carpentry?"

This is not mentioned in the book.

He Zhan glanced at her calmly and said, "You, a young lady from an official family, can cook. So why is it strange that I, a country boy, can do carpentry?"

"Then what else can my husband do besides making the bed?" Song Huiling temporarily forgot her previous worries. She crossed her hands, clenched her fists, rested her chin on them, and stared at He Zhan with her bright eyes.

He Zhan's expression was stern, not understanding what was going on in her head, and his expression softened a little: "You can do whatever you want."

Song Huiling's eyes lit up even more: "Wow, my husband is so awesome! Could you please make me another small cabinet?"

Her eyes were too hot and her voice was charming and gentle, like a little hook that made people feel itchy.

He Zhan suddenly coughed lightly, his expression somewhat unnatural, and his deep voice contained a bit of tenderness: "It's up to you."

"Great. I'll draw a schematic diagram for you to follow. Can you do it?" Song Huiling was so happy that she almost danced with joy.

She was planning to make this cabinet for her stall and had originally thought of hiring a carpenter to do it, but this time she could save money.

"Okay." He Zhan nodded. His tone sounded a bit perfunctory, but upon closer inspection, the corners of his tightly-stretched lips were slightly raised.

After breakfast, except for Yang who needed to stay at home to rest, the other three prepared to go out to the mountain.

He Zhan originally didn't allow Song Huiling to go back because the mountain road was difficult to travel on, and he was worried that Song Huiling would be busy carrying trees and wouldn't have the extra energy to take care of her.

But he couldn't resist her constant nagging, even though she was acting coquettishly and naughtily, and he agreed out of weakness.

Song Huiling was not trying to show off. Her health was much better now than before, as long as she didn't do heavy work.

Besides, it was so boring staying at home, and she also wanted to join in the fun and see how He Zhan and the others were chopping trees.

After promising Yang to pick some cold-weed to boil water, Song Huiling took the small backpack with him before going out.

Spring is the season for wild vegetables. You can pick some and stir-fry them with bean curd dregs.

An ordinary pine tree is about 25 feet tall and weighs several dozen kilograms. It is a bit unrealistic for He Zhan and A'mo to carry it down the mountain alone.

The first thing the three of them did after leaving He's house was not to go up the mountain, but to find help first.

Song Huiling and A'mo haven't yet expanded their social circle in Yuntun Village, so they can only rely on He Zhan to find help.

According to He Zhan, the helpers they were looking for this time were the two younger sons of Carpenter Zheng.

Song Huiling was stunned when he heard this: "He's a carpenter. Not only are you stealing his business, but you're also lending his son. Aren't you afraid of being beaten up by Mr. Zheng?"

At that time, the three of them were walking on the bluestone road.

He Zhan stopped walking after hearing this, raised his hand and flicked Song Huiling's head lightly: "Where do you think I learned my carpentry skills from?"

"Ah?" Song Huiling rubbed his head, feeling dissatisfied and confused. It took him a while to react, "Carpenter Zheng is your master?"

Then he changed the subject, "That's not appropriate. It's the busy farming season now, so how can people have time to help you?"

He Zhan sneered, "In my eyes, your husband is so unpopular that he can't even make a friend who can help him?"

A'mo nodded rapidly beside him.

Song Huiling was also wondering in his heart, of course you have bad relationships with people, the original book said that you had no friends before you were promoted to a high position.

Facing the deep doubts on the two men's faces, He Zhan's expression remained calm.

At this time, except for the He family, almost all other families in the village were working in the fields.

This year, the spring ploughing of the He family almost fell on Yang alone. With her limited energy, she was several days later than other families just to plant the seedlings. Even though she had plowed the fields some time ago, she had to wait until the rice seedlings grew tall before she could plant them.

With He Zhan leading the way, the three of them left the village and came to the location of Yuntun Village's farming.

There are two types of farmland in Yuntunzhai: paddy fields and dry fields.

These two days, every household was busy planting rice. He Zhan brought Song Huiling and He Zhan to the paddy field area.

Standing on the ridge of the field and looking around, you can see the wide and flat land surrounding countless uniform paddy fields.

In the fields, patches of tender green seedlings are neatly arranged. All the people working inside roll up their trouser legs, bend over, and plant the seedlings one by one in the fields.

Song Huiling couldn't help but sigh: "There are many mountains in Qianzhong, and most rice fields are built on the mountains. Terraced fields are the most common. The terrain here is flat, and the rice fields are evenly distributed."

He Zhan didn't expect that Song Huiling, a young lady who had lived in Beijing for a long time, would have some knowledge of remote areas like Qianzhong. He looked at her sideways and said, "You are right. Qianzhong is mountainous, and the few flat areas are basically owned by the local chieftain tribes."

"That……"

As soon as Song Huiling opened his mouth to ask, He Zhan interrupted him and said, "The land you see before your eyes was seized from the chieftain by the first generation of garrison troops."

Song Huiling: "..."

The endless hatred between the chieftain tribe and the garrison troops is not without reason. You have occupied the land where people make their living, so it would be strange if they don't kill you.

A'mo cast a hateful look at He Zhan.

He Zhan withdrew his gaze lightly and did not look at A'mo. This was a historical issue and it was not up to him to decide on its return.

He Zhan led the three of them towards Zheng family’s fields.

As they got closer, someone in the field finally saw the faces of the three people and shouted, "Hey, the sickly man and the dumb boy from the He family are here."

Hearing this, the others slowly stood up and looked.

"Didn't Granny Wu say that this sickly kid was going to die? I can't see anything wrong with him after taking a look at him."