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

Zhang Ping moved the things from the carriage into the yard.

The stools and kitchen utensils that had been washed and hung out to dry in the morning were already dry. Jiang Shian took the things back to the house and arranged them.

The main room, which leaked the most, had stools, tables and chairs that could no longer be used. The cabinet in the middle and the altar table were also eaten by insects, so they were all cleaned up and moved to the firewood room, where they could at least be used for burning.

There are some books in the cabinet. They have a musty smell, but they are still readable after being dried in the sun.

After this tidying up, the house was empty. I didn't have time to buy a cabinet when I went to town today. But there was no rush now. The roof hadn't been repaired yet. I would add it when I earned more money.

After cleaning up the main room, Jiang Shian carried the mattress that Zhang Ping had moved down to the bedroom. The dressing table and other stools in the bedroom were all good. He, a grown man, didn't need the dressing table, so he made the bed casually and put the newly bought towels and a few clothes on the empty shelf next to it.

The west wing was also cleaned up in the morning, and there was an empty bed inside, just right for Zhang Ping to stay in. He was also tired after a day, and he could finally have a good rest tonight.

Finally, there are some scattered things that need to be moved to the kitchen. The sunlight above the kitchen is above the stove, and you can see the sun when you look up. The tiles will be replaced in the next two days.

Jiang Shian just took out the things needed for cooking in the evening and put the rest back in the bedroom.

Wait until everything is done before arranging it, otherwise wouldn’t it be a waste if the roof leaks while being repaired?

After all the cleaning, it was almost evening.

The sun had already set and a cool breeze blew through the yard from time to time.

The weeds in the yard near the small gate and in the corners have not been cut yet.

Zhang Ping wiped the sweat off his face, picked up the sickle and went back to work.

After mowing for a whole morning, the sickle was a little dull, but fortunately the Jiang family had a complete range of things, including grindstones.

He squatted aside to sharpen the knife, and Jiang Shian picked the vegetables he bought and put them in a wooden basin, then washed them with water.

After mowing the grass, you need to use a hoe to dig out the roots, otherwise the weeds will continue to grow. This is for growing vegetables. If you don't clean them up, the vegetables won't grow well.

The two were busy with their own things when they heard someone knocking on the courtyard door.

They remembered that they did not lock the door when they came back. When they looked up, they saw several little heads appearing at the door.

"Brother Shian, can we come in?" A soft and gentle greeting reached the ears of the two.

It was those five little rascals from this morning. They were quite punctual.

Jiang Shian nodded and waved to them.

"come in!"

After entering the door, the children looked around curiously, but did not run around. Instead, they squatted next to Jiang Shian and watched him wash the vegetables.

The first person to greet Jiang Shian in the morning was a boy who was a little fat. It was hot, so he wore a small jacket on his upper body and a pair of slightly short pants with the trouser legs hanging high.

He was not afraid of strangers. He squatted down and started talking nonstop, "Brother Shian, your yard is so big! The last time I came here was many years ago with my father. The door is usually locked, and my father and his family don't let us come here. Brother Shian, you are so handsome, the most handsome person I have ever seen in the village."

Jiang Shian was picking green onions when a half-grown child praised him and a smile appeared on his face.

Someone nearby nodded in agreement, "I think Brother Shi An is handsome, too. I've never met Uncle Jiang, but my parents say that he's a good-looking man now that he's old. I heard that Uncle Jiang really likes children."

Jiang Shian rubbed his head and noticed that there was a small red mark on his forehead, just like his own. "Your Uncle Jiang is no longer here. He went to heaven. But hearing that you like him so much, I think he will bless you all to grow up safely."

Several people exclaimed, "Ah!" They already understood what it meant to go to heaven. Brother Shi An looked not much older than them, so that didn't mean...

"You guys play here for a while. I've weighed some dragon beard candy in town and I'll bring it to you." Jiang Shian picked up the washed vegetables and walked towards the kitchen.

When he came out with a few pieces wrapped in oil paper, he saw several children gathered next to Zhang Ping pulling weeds.

This dragon beard candy is as thin as a hair, but two small pieces actually contain countless strands. It melts in your mouth and tastes slightly sweet. In the countryside, few adults buy candy because it doesn't taste good. If you have the copper coins to buy candy, you can have a meal of meat at home.

Jiang Shian gave each child a small piece of the cake. Seeing that everyone was enjoying the food, he asked, "Fugui, do you know which family in the village has built a new house recently or has more tiles at home?"

The fat boy is called Huang Fugui, and he is the son of Huang Qiuxiang next door. He was asked by his mother to come here to inquire about the news. He didn't get any news, but he liked this brother Shi An very much.

He jumped up from the stool, startling the person next to him who was about to speak, and he choked back his words.

"I have some at home, but not much. If you need them, I'll go home and tell my mother, and have my father move some over tonight. Sister Qiaoqiao's house at the east end of the village just built a tile house two days ago, so there should be a lot. Brother Shian, are you going to build a house?"

Jiang Shian patted his shoulder and asked him to sit down. He nodded and said, "I haven't been home for a long time. There are many holes in the roof. If you don't fix it, your brother Shian will have to sleep in the rain when it rains."

Several people were amused by him and started laughing. After eating the dragon beard candy, they licked their fingers and volunteered to help him pull out the weeds.

"Brother Shi An, don't worry, we can pull out the weeds quickly. We can't eat them for free."

As they were talking, the little guys really went to the side and started to do it vigorously.

No one stepped on this land, so it was not difficult to pull it out. The little guys were really quick. While working, they talked to Jiang Shian about the village. They had nothing to do every day, so they would visit each other and play. If you want to know who knows the most about the village, it would be these little guys, besides the aunts.

Although they are young, they know a lot and can speak very coherently.

Zhang Ping saw that they were having a great time chatting, so he didn't interrupt them. It seemed that the young master wouldn't be bored after he left. As expected, they were still children, so the scene of them asking and answering each other didn't feel abrupt.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Shian prepared to light a fire and cook, wanting to keep a few people at home for dinner. When the children heard that it was time to eat, they prepared to go home.

Before leaving, they waved to Jiang Shian and said, "Brother Shian, thank you for treating us to candy. We will come to play with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he ran towards the door without waiting for Jiang Shian to stop him.

Looking at the backs of several people, Jiang Shian shook his head with a faint smile on his face.

Letting Zhang Ping sit down and rest for a while, he went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When Zhang Ping heard this, he immediately wanted to help.

Jiang Shian waved his hand at him, "Brother Zhang, you've been tired all day, take a good rest. I still know how to do these things. Just wait for the meal and try my cooking skills. I often see my mother cook for my father, but I haven't tried it yet!"

"Well, okay, if An needs any help, just call me."

Jiang Shian nodded and went into the kitchen.

All the usable kitchen utensils have been cleaned, and some commonly used ones were bought back from the town.

After a tiring day, it’s better to eat simply. Jiang Shian cooks the porridge first.

He has lived alone since he was a child, so housework is particularly easy for him.

Quickly wash the rice and put it into the pot. Turn on the stove, cover it with a lid and let it simmer slowly.

Then cut the vegetables that had just been washed and set them aside for later use.

Cucumber, Chinese cabbage, green pepper, and a piece of lean meat.

Just eat the cucumber cold, cook the Chinese cabbage into a soup, and then stir-fry some peppers and meat and you're ready to eat.

He neatly cut the cucumber into pieces and put them into the bowl, cut the cilantro and put them in, drizzled a few drops of sesame oil on it, and sprinkled some salt and chili powder on it.

Although Zhang Ping said he was taking a break, he was still sitting outside and observing his movements. It was the young master's first time in the kitchen, so he was a little worried. But seeing that he was skilled in the movements, he felt relieved.

The young master has really impressed him in the past two days. He knows a lot and can do a lot. He seems to be very comfortable in the kitchen. He is really different from ordinary young masters. Not to mention that he has experienced such a big change. If he couldn't bear it, he might have become discouraged and sought death.

Young Master Jiang recovered so quickly. I believe that if Master Jiang is still in heaven, he will definitely bless him.

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At this time, the official road was not far from Yuan'an Town.

There was no one on the official road, even the sound of cicadas had disappeared, the silence was eerie.

There is an inn in front, and usually merchants come and go to deliver goods, but tonight, for several hours, no one passed by.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard in the distance, followed by a group of men in black riding tall horses, galloping past with the person in front protecting them.

The leading man in black stretched out his hand, signaling to stop moving forward. The soldiers following behind him pulled the reins hard, and the horses stopped.

The crowd spread out and surrounded the man in front. This way, no matter what danger there was, they could protect the general and retreat as quickly as possible.

After a while, there was still no movement around. A short and fat deputy general was about to say, "Are you being too suspicious?"

Only a few very close people knew about their trip. This was a secret mission, and the lieutenants in the army thought they were drunk and resting in their tents. How could someone have ambushed them in advance?

But before he could finish his words, he heard a sound of breaking air in the distance. Ji Yinghuai reacted quickly, and with a flick of his black cloak behind him, he threw the arrow that was coming straight at him off his horse.

Then countless arrows were shot from a distance. Before anyone could see clearly, they only heard the sound of whooshing.

"Retreat, there is an ambush."

The man in black following behind him quickly drew out the weapons on the side of the saddle to block the incoming arrows, while protecting Ji Yinghuai's retreat path.

As they retreated, the oncoming arrows stopped.

However, the other side was obviously well prepared. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, countless trip ropes were buried on the ground on the way back.

The horses of Ji Yinghuai and several deputy generals were all excellent horses selected from hundreds of miles away, so they just barely escaped. However, the group of soldiers who followed them were not so lucky and were tripped and fell off their horses one after another.

At the same time, arrows came one after another from a distance. The reason they stopped just now was actually to deliberately let them retreat to this side.

Ji Yinghuai held a black spear in his hand. He concentrated on blocking the arrows. He asked several deputy generals behind him to help the fallen horses up and retreat quickly.

Looking at the darkness ahead, there was a murderous look in his eyes.

There really was a spy.

As I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a scream behind me.

A bad thought flashed through Ji Yinghuai's mind. He turned around and looked at the short and fat deputy general who had been following him. He was ambushed by a young general behind him and a spear pierced his chest.