There are four more mouths to feed in the family. If the grain harvest were normal, we would not be able to afford the food for the whole family.

Wen Nuan often secretly poured the spiritual spring water into her own fields in the dead of night.

Year after year, every autumn harvest, the Wen family’s fields always attracted the envy of the entire village.

Because every time they harvested grain, the Wen family collected more than five times more than other families.

There were also jealous villagers who secretly observed the daily operations of Wen Changlin and his father in the fields.

After watching intently for several months, there was still no result.

There were also some clever ones who tried to get information out of Qin Erniu, but the whole Wen family, including the seven children, were smart, and they only had a loophole in Qin Erniu.

The result is predictable, many people come back empty-handed.

Qin Erniu was still puzzled and even secretly asked his father-in-law if he had secretly sprinkled some secret medicine. As a result, he was slapped on the back of the head by Wen Changlin.

Anyway, the answer is that his daughter is blessed and from the Fukuzawa family.

After years of brainwashing by Wen Changlin, the whole family firmly believed that Wen Nuan was blessed.

The seven cubs have grown up and still often hug their mother's warm arms and act coquettishly. According to them, they are just trying to take advantage of their mother's blessing.

It's harvest time again, and the nine men in the family have all gone to the fields. Wen Nuan is bored at home and plans to take some mint tea to the fields.

This autumn heat is still very scorching.

The Wen family’s land is very conspicuous. When Wen Changlin bought it, he chose good farmland in a good location.

"Nuan girl, here to deliver water again~"

"Yes, Aunt Liu."

At the edge of the field, people kept greeting each other as they passed by.

More than ten years have passed, and the three oldest children in the family are all fifteen years old. The aunts and old women in the village still call Wen Nuan "girl", which sometimes makes Wen Nuan feel embarrassed.

Even the teenage girls in the village called Wen Nuan "sister", and they could never call her "Aunt Wen".

There's no other reason. Wen Nuan is older, but her appearance is exactly the same as when she was a 15-year-old, except that she has a little more charm of a mature woman.

"Daddy~ Erniu, Dabao, Erbao, come over and have some water~"

Wen Nuan waved to her own field, and nine men immediately put down their work and gathered around.

"Nuanbao~ It's so hot, no need to come, we all brought water~"

Wen Changlin didn't want his delicate and tender daughter to be exposed.

"Daddy, it's okay, I'm wearing a sun hat~"

Wen Nuan is still acting like a spoiled brat with her father like she did when she was a child.

"Mother, thank you for your hard work~"

"Wife, thank you for your hard work~"

"..."

The other eight men were not to be outdone and rushed towards Wen Nuan.

"Okay, everyone, drink up~"

"Okay~"

The family of ten sat down neatly, attracting the attention of others in the field.

"The Wen family is so blessed. I really can't envy them~"

"Look~ They are all strong and healthy guys~"

"As soon as I got off the ground, there were nine men..."

"Who said it wasn't? I'm so lucky~"

Everyone in the old Wen family has become immune to these discussions. It happens every year, and everyone would be numb to it.

"Mother, sweet~"

"The water my wife brought me is sweet~"

"If it tastes good, drink more~"

Wen Nuan watched them drink with a smile, feeling extremely satisfied with their current life.

Who could have thought that she, originally a shameful skeleton, now had such a big family.

Looking at the golden crops in my own fields, this year will be another year of bumper harvest.

"Dad, are we almost done with the harvest today?"

"Well, it's almost done. Let's work harder and try to finish collecting them all today."

Wen Changlin had endless things to say when it came to food, and then he frowned as if he thought of something.

"Daddy, what's wrong?"

Isn't food what my father cares about? Why is he still worried about it?

"The imperial court's tax revenue has doubled again..."

"What~!"

Before Wen Nuan could even open her mouth, the seven kids couldn't sit still anymore.

"It doubled last year, doubled the year before, and doubled the year before that. How many times has it doubled?"

"So we are all planting for others!"

"What a shitty imperial court! We won't hand it over to you~!"

"Erbao! Shut up!"

After Wen Changlin's shout, the boys had no choice but to shut up, but their faces were full of dissatisfaction.

"Listen carefully, you will keep these words to yourself from now on!"

"The mouth is the source of trouble! Do I need to teach you?"

"Think about our family before you speak!"

Wen Changlin has always been very doting on his children, but now he is unusually strict with them.

"I heard from the village chief this morning that there is a war going on outside and there are several places that have rebelled~"

"Thank goodness our village is so remote, otherwise we wouldn't be as peaceful as we are now~"

"If you continue to talk nonsense like this without any scruples, at least our entire family will be in trouble."

"It's possible that our entire village will be implicated!"

"Don't say these words again. Remember that!"

Although the kids were still unconvinced, they obeyed obediently when they saw their grandfather's serious face.

Wen Nuan did not participate in the conversation between the grandfather and grandson. These kids have been used to being free since childhood, and a proper beating would not be a bad thing for them.

However, thinking about this turbulent world, although Wen Nuan was expected, it also made people feel troubled.

She just wanted to live her life in peace, why was it so difficult?

During the famine, Wen Nuan had already seen the incompetence of this crappy imperial court. After observing for more than a decade, she had already predicted this day would come.

I secretly observed the boss's expression and saw that he was obviously thinking about something after being scolded.

Wen Nuan unconsciously curled up the corners of her mouth. She was also curious about her eldest son, the son of destiny.

"Okay, Dabao, go back with your mother to cook. Don't let your mother get tired."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Wen Nuan was speechless again after listening to these repetitive words. Why was she so tired? She was not allowed to do anything.

After everyone went down to the fields again, Wen Nuan also returned home with her eldest son.

"Uncle Qin~"

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Wen Nuan and her son saw Qin Huaizhi waiting at the door.

Wen Nuan has gotten used to Qin Huaizhi's occasional visits over the years. Except for Qin Erniu, everyone else in the family likes him very much.

The seven kids have been studying with Qin Huaizhi for many years. Well, after teaching the older ones, they will teach the younger ones...

After Wen Changlin knew that his seven eldest grandsons were all studying under Qin Huaizhi, he liked Qin Huaizhi even more.

Qin Erniu's tiny rebuttal was suppressed in its infancy.

The learning progress of the kids is uneven. Some of them are as averse to studying as Qin Erniu was back then. The most outstanding one is Qin Dabao.

His ability to remember everything he saw and apply it to other situations made Qin Huaizhi value him very much and he taught him even more enthusiastically.

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and even the six arts of a gentleman were arranged in the Qinhuai Capital. Dabao was allowed to play with the BMW and bows and arrows in the Qin family compound as he pleased.

Until three years ago, Dabao surpassed his teacher and Qinhuai’s teaching was beyond reproach.

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