The Princess of Northern Land

So in winter, the fields seem to be deserted.

Lin Ziyin was secretly curious. She had also secretly obtained some information in the past few days. For example, the country she was in now was a completely unprecedented dynasty in history. It seemed to be called Da Qin. Of course, the current emperor is also a figure that does not exist in history. It seems that this emperor is still a guy who is greedy for pleasure. Especially this noble Lord does not trust his own children, grandchildren, and brothers, and is afraid of a certain relative or something. His power was taken away, and the village where the Lin family was located was the fiefdom of one of his sons.

Let's not mention these for now, after all, the emperor is too far away from here. What puzzles Lin Ziyin is that Shilitun is said to be a bitter cold zone, but it is different from the modern theory of bitter cold. Lin Ziyin checked the land in Shilitun and found that it was black soil and very fertile. Logically speaking, it should be similar to the soil quality in the modern Northeast.

But the actual climate here is very different from that in the Northeast: although winter is cold, it is not very long. It is just over a month colder than the Jianghuai area in a year, and the rest is not much different. .

Such a unique place should be an ideal place for crops to grow. It is a pity that because the winter is too cold and the planting technology is backward, the villagers here have to rely on the weather. They mainly plant soybeans every year. There are also some people who plant rice, but unfortunately not many.

"Grandpa, I'll come." Just when Lin Ziyin was deep in thought, the voice of his eldest brother Lin Changshu sounded outside the courtyard wall.

"It's the eldest brother and grandpa who are back." Lin Changting happily took the little guy to welcome him out.

"It's daddy." The little guy called him right this time.

Then Lin Ziyin saw his elder brother returning with a heavy load of firewood, and the old man followed behind with a machete.

Guo Huiniang, who was the last to enter, followed Lin Changting and the little guy and followed her in. She still held a hoe and shovel in her hand.

"Grandpa, brother and sister-in-law, are you back?" Lin Ziyin stood up and greeted.

"Can you come out?" The old man looked at her and asked with concern.

"Sister, why don't you rest in the room? Your body is not feeling well anymore." Guo Huiniang also spoke anxiously.

"It's okay, I'm much better. After taking medicine and recovering for these days, my head is no longer dizzy." Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

"That's good." Lin Changshu had a happy look on his face.

"The meal is ready, come to the house to eat." Lin Zige came out with the dishes to greet everyone.

"Second sister, I'll help you in." Lin Changting came over and helped her considerately.

Lin Ziyin took his hand and walked into the house together, "I'm fine, don't always treat my sister like a patient."

"It's not easy yet." Lin Zige said bluntly.

The old man, Lin Changshu and Guo Huiniang washed their hands outside and came in. "Yes, you have to be careful. There is so much blood. If you don't pay attention and leave the root of the disease, you will suffer."

"Grandpa, I will pay attention." Lin Ziyin promised with a smile. She knew that her family was caring about her.

"Grandpa, sit down." Lin Zige placed a bowl of bean paste in front of the old man, and then skillfully served the rice to the others.

This was the first time Lin Ziyin had dinner with her family. She found that only she had a bowl of rice porridge in front of her, and the others had bean paste in front of them. There were sorghum pancakes in the basket on the table, and there were sorghum pancakes on the plate. It was the wild vegetables that Rige dug out yesterday.