Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Ten days later, Lan Qiyan, who was leading everyone to plant potatoes, received 20 piglets.

Yu Xiu turned around excitedly, "Mom, braised spareribs, cold-mixed pig ears, garlic-mashed pork head, stir-fried pig intestines, steamed pork with rice flour, soybean pig trotter soup, pork skewers..."

Lan Qiyan slapped him in the face. "It's a big pig, and you're planning how to eat it now? Do you have any shame?

Hurry up and plant the potatoes, then water the land, and call anyone who has experience in raising pigs."

Yu Xiu looked at her in disbelief, "Mom, what are you talking about? They raise pigs? Forget it. They used to be a wealthy family in the capital. It's hard for them to raise chickens. If I hadn't rescued the chickens, they would have become chicken cobs."

Lan Qiyan covered her head with her hands. Where she lived, dogs barked in the middle of the night and roosters crowed in the early morning. Now she had to raise a pig. How was she going to live like this?

The weather will get colder and colder, and these things will have to be kept in the house. She can fully imagine what it would smell like when she opens the door.

The men who had delivered the pigs took the rest of the soldiers away, as there were other matters to be arranged.

Yu Zian also agreed. Anyway, he had already patronized all the wealthy families around him, so it was indeed a bit redundant to support these people.

Three days later, there were only 25 households and Lan Qiyan's family of three left in the entire Beizhaguan.

She redistributed the work, with the children being responsible for feeding the chickens during the day. The pigs could be raised in her large yard, but each household had to adopt a pig.

The main task is to clean the pigsty and feed the pigs, which is also the skill she wants the children to learn.

If her sons succeed in the future, these children can return to Beijing to live. If they fail, they can just die, and the children in Beizhaguan will have to stay and live there. It would be good for them to have more life skills by then.

Oh, she is such a good person. She has thought of other people’s future plans.

In fact, there is another way to transform this place, which is to buy soil, cover the sandy land with the soil, and then plant trees, grass and crops.

But she specifically looked through the Taobao space and found that if she wanted to renovate Beizhaguan, a village of less than 5 square kilometers, with soil, she would need taels of silver to buy the soil.

The man in the palace completely sidelined Yu Zian. He was a general without any soldiers under his command, and the weapons stored in the warehouse were of no use.

Lan Qiyan and Yu Zian discussed and decided to directly replace the soil, improve the environment, and turn Beizhaguan into an oasis.

They acted right away. It took them a month to replace the sandy land around Beizhaguan with land. Potatoes, which originally could only be planted inside, were now planted outside, and the outermost layer was even trees. Although they were a bit small, they at least had some psychological effect.

Lan Qiyan admired the fruits of her labor. She was truly an ordinary little expert in farming.

Yu Zian looked at her and smiled silently. The wind was not strong these days. When the strong wind came, these small trees would be powerless to block it, and the soil on the ground would be blown away.

But Yan'er wanted to try hard, so he accompanied her.

"Yu Zian, do you think we can change this place?"

"Yes, I believe you."

Lan Qiyan grinned. It was impossible. Then she remembered that in modern society, with advanced technology, people rely on afforestation to prevent soil erosion and improve land desertification.

If the situation could be improved by simply covering it with soil, wouldn't we have done it long ago?

She only covered this small area, and the area within dozens of kilometers was still desertified, so her efforts were in vain.

“Don’t try to make me happy, the soil here can be blown for a while, but it’s not a long-term solution.

Yu Zian, we have to go back to Beijing. You guys fought for the world together, so why should he enjoy it? This is not fair."

"Because he is the king and I am the subject."

"What a bullshit monarch and minister. I pushed him so hard that I just blasted him."

"We have a legitimate reason to do so, Yan'er. We lack an opportunity. He is governing well now, the people are living and working in peace and contentment, and the border guards are strong. We cannot go against God's will."

Lan Qiyan scratched his head and said, "But we live in fear. We might as well go back to Yushi Village. At least we won't have to worry about food and drink."

"Then I will resign and return to my hometown, and we will go back to Yushi Village?"

"Okay."

"Yan'er doesn't intend to care..."

Lan Qiyan knew what he wanted to say, "There are so many unhappy things in the world, how much can I control? Look at how much I have said to them in the past three months, but everyone always fishes for three days and slacks off for two days.

Either Yu Xiu and I forced them to do it, or we coaxed them into doing it with food.

Forget it, this may be their fate. I am still living like a ghost, not a ghost, not a human, so why would I care about others?"

Talking about the past few months, Yu Zian smiled and said, "I really don't think you can tell. They have been exiled here for twenty years, and the environment here was not so bad back then.

It is they who never make long-term plans, they cut down trees without planting them, they pull out herbs without leaving the roots, they leave the land barren and their livestock dead, and they are responsible for the current situation.

You have worked very hard, planting trees, filling soil and sand, opening schools, ensuring food supply, and now you are leading them to farm.

Yan'er, just do everything with a clear conscience. You have done very well now. Even if you fail, you have only merits and no faults."

Lan Qiyan was worried. How could a veterinarian who had just finished his internship survive in ancient times?

Answer: Learn to chew.

"You don't need to comfort me, you can comfort yourself. Just tell me, when can we go back?"

"Wait for that person to give the order."

"What if he didn't give the order?"

"Then you can't go back."

Lan Qiyan snorted, "Send a message to them and make some noise. I want to return to the capital. Do I want you to hand over your military power?"

"I've already handed it over." Yu Zi'an smiled bitterly. He had been a general for only one year before he stepped down.

"Then why can't you leave?"

Yu Zian held her hand and said, "Let's go home."

Lan Qiyan struggled for a moment, "Why don't you let us go back?"

Yu Zian looked at her seriously and said, "He is showing off his authority. It's up to him to decide whether I live or die."

Lan Qiyan was so furious that he blew up the Yangxin Palace in the capital.

The people in the city only heard a loud thunderclap and the Yangxin Palace was reduced to ashes.

The new emperor was still in fear and dispatched the imperial guards, secret guards, and even dragon guards, but in the end he found that no one entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

According to folk rumors, this should be a punishment from heaven, punishing the new emperor for his ungratefulness.

Half a month later, a group of people in yellow jackets came to Beizhaguan and took away Yu Zian and his family of three.

Before leaving, Lan Qiyan taught them all the methods of raising livestock and growing potatoes.

But as soon as they left, the chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs became food.

Old man Chen stroked his beard and laughed in the empty classroom, "Fate, this is fate!"