I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Lin Jin found it interesting and a little strange: "Let him come over."

She did not stop hoeing the ground, so much so that she did not react when Yan Wusheng reached the edge of the field, still struggling with the hard ground.

Yan Wusheng knelt down beside the field and kowtowed: "I, Yan Wusheng, greet my lady."

"Eh?" Lin Jin turned her head and realized that someone had come. "It's you. Hurry up and get up. I heard you have something to ask me?"

She never thought that Yan Wusheng would come to see her, and there were questions that only she could answer.

Yan Wusheng knelt upright and did not stand up.

"Yes, Madam said last night that even if the mother is not the mother, the son cannot be not the son, so I think Madam must understand what I am thinking. I want to ask Madam, how can I repay my debt? My mother gave birth to me, but I don't know if she raised me. Although she once mistook someone else for me and gave her love to someone else, it was still her love for me."

"After she found me, she treated me well, but not as well as an ordinary mother and son. But she also asked someone to teach me how to read and write, and to understand etiquette, morality, and shame."

"So, how do we calculate it?"

Lin Jin scratched her head. This question was really difficult for her. She really couldn't give Yan Wusheng an answer: "I don't understand either. I'm different from you. I've never been taken away by mistake."

Yan Wusheng's eyes were filled with confusion, as if he didn't expect Lin Jin to be unable to answer: "Madam doesn't understand either?"

"Yes, because I am me and you are you." Lin Jin looked distressed. Her situation was different from Yan Wusheng's, so how could they be confused? But if she were in Yan Wusheng's situation, she...

"I don't know if my answer can help you. After all, you and I are different individuals. But if I were you, I wouldn't think she had the grace to raise me. She gave birth to me, and she hired someone to teach me how to read and write, which was a favor of recognition. I don't call a favor without family affection as raising me."

Raising is nurturing and educating. In addition to physical and physiological care, it also includes spiritual education and guidance. If this condition is not met, it is not raising.

Lin Jin was afraid that her statement was a bit too objective and inhumane, so she smiled at Yan Wusheng and said, "But this is just my personal opinion, for reference only."

Yan Wusheng prostrated himself and kowtowed to Lin Jin: "Thank you, Madam."

"Don't thank me. I just talked a lot. This matter really depends on you." Lin Jin sighed helplessly and asked someone to bring some food to Yan Wusheng. "I heard from my brother that you always give food to your mother. How did you manage to survive?"

Yan Wusheng looked at the white flour buns in front of him, then looked at his dirty hands, and did not move: "Eat, green beans to fill my stomach."

"Green beans? What green beans?" Lin Jin put down her hoe. She knew red beans, but what were green beans? "Do you have them with you?"

"They're the green beans used as fertilizer." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yan Wusheng's face. He had thought that this lady would know how to tell the difference between beans and melons when she went to the fields to farm, but it turned out that she didn't even know what green beans were.

Lin Jin scratched her ears. She knew that fertilizers in this era were all natural, but what about this green bean? "I want to see it."

Yan Wusheng took out a handful of green beans from his sleeve. The number was only enough to hold in one hand. He held it in his hand respectfully and said, "Yes, this is it. Madam, please take a look."

"I..." Lin Jin held back the curse words, looked at the mung beans in Yan Wusheng's hand, and laughed angrily, "Do you have any more of these green beans?"

What else can she say about using mung beans as fertilizer?

Mung bean is a drought-resistant plant, but it is used as fertilizer. However, its yield is not high, so it cannot be the first choice. It only produces about 100 to 200 kilograms per acre of land. However, it can be planted alternately with corn.

Yan Wusheng shook his head: "No more."

Lin Jin sighed helplessly: "It's okay."

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t have it, because it’s in her system. She thought that if there is any extra, she could make some mung bean soup for the people to drink to cool down.

She glanced at the kneeling Yan Wusheng, who was terribly thin. "Go over there and wash your hands, then eat something. Life is hard for everyone these days. No matter what you think, it's better to live a miserable life than to die."

Lin Jin went there to find Liu Zhengqing and asked him to plant mung beans together. She had forgotten that this drought-resistant plant could be planted alternately. She had to thank Yan Wusheng for that.

Yan Wusheng looked at her receding back, walked to the basin they used to wash their hands, and washed the dirt off his hands. But now it was a problem to drink water, let alone wash hands.

The originally clear water became dirty, and Yan Wusheng didn't know what to do.

The guard at the side heard him explain like this and said, "It's okay, just change the basin." Then he poured the water from the basin into a large vat beside him, saving it for later use in farming, and then changed the basin of water again.

My wife said that as long as it is not wasted, the water used to irrigate the fields can be used for bathing and washing hands first. Anyway, it will be poured into the fields in the end, so it is not a waste.

"Madam is kind-hearted. Please eat quickly and leave after you finish. This is Madam's lunch. She gave you all her food. Don't be ungrateful and give it to others."

The guard was a native of Taiyuan Prefecture and knew about the Yan family's affairs. He shook his head and thought that Yan Wusheng was really a fool.

He had just come up from the fields and was now in charge of guarding the water source, checking whether the joints of the bamboo poles used to divert water were misaligned to avoid wasting water. The work was easy and this position was rotated.

He looked at the white flour bun in Yan Wusheng's hand. Only the lady was qualified to eat this white flour bun now. The lady had originally planned to drink porridge with them, but the lady brought water and food, so they had to let the lady eat better.

If this kid doesn't appreciate his kindness, he will come back and beat him up for his wife.

Yan Wusheng took a bite of the steamed bun, but he felt choked because he hadn't had any water for so long. The guard saw him eating and handed him a small bamboo tube: "Drink it, don't choke to death, you really have to make yourself suffer."

"Thank you." Yan Wusheng thanked in a low voice.

"Don't thank me, thank our Madam. She came all the way from the capital. Have you ever seen a Madam who can do this?"

Yan Wusheng's Adam's apple rolled: "I wonder which lady she is?"

He just heard these people calling Lin Jin "Madam" so he followed suit, but he didn't know whose Madam she was.

"You still don't know who our wife is? Lord Liu who is doing disaster relief knows her, right? Prime Minister Song of Daxia knows her, right? They are all Wenquxing who can get three top honors in the imperial examinations. Our wife is Lord Liu's biological sister, Prime Minister's wife Liu Jin!"

Yan Wusheng looked dumb: "Madam Prime Minister?"

"Whose wife do you think she is? Who else in the world except the Prime Minister is worthy of such a woman?" The guard sneered.

Yan Wusheng turned around and glanced at Lin Jin, who was still discussing what to plant with Liu Zhengqing. His expression was complicated and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Lin Jin was discussing with Liu Zhengqing about growing chives at the moment: "Chives are drought-tolerant and not picky about where to grow. You can grow them anywhere in the yard, and they will grow more after you cut them. Why not grow them?"

She saw that there were many places where chives were grown in the summer.

“The leek flavor is strong.”

"You have nothing to eat and you still care whether to flush or not, are you sick?" Lin Jin almost cursed after hearing this reason. Besides, leeks are also high in nutritional value. "You just don't like eating leeks, right?"

Liu Zhengqing: “…”

Was discovered.

"I don't care. I'm going to plant it. You don't like it, but I do." Whether it's for appetite or for some other reason, Lin Jin has decided to plant this chive. Now is the right time to plant these drought-resistant plants. Otherwise, how will the people survive the winter? "I'm telling you, don't be unreasonable."