The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

When I woke up the next day, the yard was a mess.

The wooden basins were scraped against the corner of the wall, and one of them even broke.

The firewood neatly arranged in the corner was blown away. The peach tree originally had many pink petals, but now only green leaves were left. No one knew where the petals had been blown away by the strong wind.

Fortunately, they always lock the door when they close it, otherwise it might not just be the yard that would be affected.

Jiang Shian wiped his face with a towel and said to Ji Yinghuai who was also washing up beside him, "How strong was the wind last night? I only heard the whistling sound of the wind in the middle of the night. I thought about it and it seemed that I didn't have anything to dry in the yard, so I didn't even get up."

There was a circle of white foam around Ji Yinghuai's lips. He was brushing his teeth and spoke a little unclearly. "I washed up last night and forgot to take the wooden basin back, so I broke it."

Jiang Shian looked at the wooden basin at his feet. It had been there for many years. If it was broken, he could just buy a new one.

This can be used to hold some dry things, and you can just use it as a food bowl for chickens and ducks.

After washing up, Jiang Shian went to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast of light millet porridge with pickles and fermented tofu, which tasted quite good.

After dinner, Ji Yinghuai went to the village head's house to borrow a horse carriage. It was spring, and every household was busy planting rice and vegetables in the fields. Mules were usually used to pull goods or for transportation, unlike cows that had to plow the fields. So borrowing a mule wouldn't delay anything.

After loading the things onto the carriage and counting them, Ji Yinghuai drove the carriage towards the town.

After cleaning up the dishes from last night, Jiang Shian picked up his machete and went out. There were bamboos on the mountain, but they were not as thick as those in Taohua Village next door. However, they were more than enough to make fences.

During the busy farming season, even the youngest children in the family had to go to the fields with the farmers. They could do the simplest tasks of sowing seeds and covering the soil. The children knew how hard their parents worked, so they would not complain about being tired. Besides, they could earn more money and ask their parents to buy them some cakes the next time they went to town.

The wind was still quite strong today, and the ground was covered with yellow mud and dust when the wind blew.

Jiang Shian's hair was fixed on top of his head with a wooden hairpin. When the wind blew, the loose hair on his forehead flew straight to his face, and he could hardly open his eyes.

Jiang Shian held a small machete in one hand and a rope in the other. After chopping the grass, he tied it up with a rope and dragged it back directly.

The place where he cut bamboo was on the small hill where he collected herbs last time. He didn't even have to go into the mountain because it was halfway up the mountain.

Looking at the large expanse of lush green bamboo in front of him, Jiang Shian rolled up his sleeves, then picked up a knife and started working.

It was used to make a fence, so he didn't need to choose a very fine one. He just started to cut along the edge. Ji Yinghuai had sharpened the machete just two days ago, so it wasn't dull and it wasn't difficult to cut.

Soon he had chopped off more than twenty bamboos. He shaved all the leaves off and piled them aside. They could still be used for the fence, but they were too heavy to drag back with the bamboos. He could just carry the leaves back in a backpack later.

I cut off a bamboo with a lot of leaves on the top. This one is perfect for making a broom.

They were tied together with cloth strips. The road down the mountain was a slope. Jiang Shian looked down and saw that there was no one there, so he just rushed down.

After coming down the mountain, he had to drag the luggage all the way to the village. Fortunately, he didn't have too many luggage, so he only took an hour to drag it back home.

After sitting down to drink some water and rest for a while, Jiang Shian put on his backpack and carried the machete and went up the mountain again.

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"Hey, man, why are you so incompetent?"

Ji Yinghuai looked at the fat man in front of him who was not aware of his own life or death, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing slightly.

In front of a stick of incense.

After greeting the last customer in the store, Ji Yinghuai sat down to rest for a while.

A general like him who fought on the battlefield was actually overwhelmed by this small business.

Before I could catch my breath, a slightly arrogant voice came from the door.

"Wow, business is really good. There have been customers all morning." Li Huan stood at the door of the shop and looked inside. He felt a little bored when he didn't see the handsome young man from yesterday.

Seeing the man sitting behind the counter, he came up with another plan. As a man, there is no man who doesn't love money. This man is probably the brother of the boy. If the brother nods, the boy will have to obey.

So he started yelling at the top of his voice: "Brother, why are you the only one in the shop today? Where is your pretty brother? You said it's so hard for you to run a shop, why don't you promise your brother to me, and you can follow me in the future, and you will get the benefits."

He looked Ji Yinghuai up and down, squinting his eyes with an obscene smile on his face, "Oh, your family is really good-looking."

Ji Yinghuai originally didn't want to pay any more attention to it, but the words that followed made his face turn cold instantly, and the fat man at the door was on the verge of killing him to silence him.

Li Huan talked for a long time but Ji Yinghuai did not move in the shop. A trace of contempt flashed across his eyes. How could this man be so unskilled? It was a great blessing to be favored by him. Even if she was brought in as a concubine, wouldn't she have a good life in the future? It would be better than living in poverty in the countryside for the rest of her life.

It can be said that he has been acting arrogantly since he came to this town. The merchants around him dare not offend him at all. If they offend him, their father will cut off the flow of goods to them.

He thought that he held the lifeline of merchants of all sizes and was not afraid of anyone, so he simply walked into the shop.

Looking at the man in front of him, he smacked his lips. Oh, he looks really handsome, but it's a pity that he is a man.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Ji Yinghuai's shoulder, but before his hand touched Ji Yinghuai, he pinched his wrist.

After a moment, there was a pain in my wrist like a broken bone.

"Ah! Ah! Let...let go...my hand is broken."

Li Huan screamed in pain. It felt like his wrist was cut off in half, and he wanted to roll on the spot in pain.

People from other shops around heard the noise and stood at the door looking in. The scream was so miserable. But when they saw the action inside, they were a little puzzled. It was just pinching the wrist, and the handsome man didn't use much force.

Screaming like this? It sounds more brutal than slaughtering a pig.

Ji Yinghuai simply ignored Li Huan's cries of pain, his face was cold and expressionless, a sinister look flashed across his eyes, and he looked at Li Huan as if he was looking at a dead person.

When Li Huan felt his cold gaze, a sense of fear finally rose in his heart. He trembled all over and dared not scream anymore.

He carefully retracted his wrist, fearing that the other party would really use force and break his hand.

With sweat dripping down his forehead, he stammered, "Do you know who my father is, and who my elder brother is? How dare you do this to me? I order you to let me go immediately, or I will leave you with no intact corpse."

"Heh!" Ji Yinghuai sneered and looked at Li Huan coldly, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

His tone was like ice, "Guess which one will be the first to be torn to pieces, or will your neck break if I use too much force?"

As he said this, he released his grip on Li Huan's wrist and made a breaking motion with his big hand towards Li Huan's neck.

Now that he was no longer restrained, Li Huan didn't dare to move at all.

The bone-chilling gaze of the man in front of him made him look as if he was being stared at by a ghost. A chill ran through his limbs and bones, and he trembled uncontrollably.

He was afraid that if he moved, the other party would reach out and kill him.

There was an endless hostility between Ji Yinghuai's brows. If anyone had dared to use this tone and covet the person dear to him in the past, he would have killed that person directly.

but……