It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

Shangshu's father was very supportive and delivered what Lin Zhihe wanted the next day.

According to Xiao Taohong, it usually takes two or three days to arrive.

The things were delivered, but Lin Zhihe never dared to open the letter.

Lin Zhihe just sat motionless on the stool, staring at the letter on the table.

At first, Xiao Taohong stood by and watched, and later she just accompanied Lin Zhihe and stared at the letter together.

"Miss, why don't you open it and read it? See what the master said this time?"

This kind of psychology is very complicated, and Lin Zhihe couldn't explain the specific reason for the time being.

Perhaps it was because this father was not her "original" father, or perhaps it was because Xiao Taohong said that the original owner was always getting into trouble, and the original owner's father always wrote letters to scold her.

After all, who would be willing to open a letter knowing that it is a letter cursing you?

But leaving it like this is not a solution.

Tear it down! Lin Zhihe made up his mind. He could not escape the fate of the first day. After all, he was the father of the original owner. Besides, Xiao Taohong said that her father loved her very much.

She tore open the seal and pulled out a piece of paper.

"Wow, this time the master only scolded one page."

...

What does this mean? Did the original owner's father scold the original owner for pages and pages?

The weight of this letter now became heavy, reminding Lin Zhihe of her parents' sixty-second voice square. It was truly the essence of Chinese culture, with all kinds of insults.

It seems that no matter what time and space, parents are very good at scolding their children.

Mustering up her courage, Lin Zhihe slowly unfolded the letter, and the strong and powerful words appeared before her eyes.

My son Zhihe, your father has heard that you have been confined to the Vermillion Bird Palace, and I am very happy.

Lin Zhihe was dumbfounded just after reading the beginning. What did her father mean? Why was her father not only happy but also particularly happy when she was grounded?

This world is too crazy, so crazy that even a modern person like Lin Zhihe can hardly understand it.

She called Xiao Taohong and asked her to continue reading.

"I hope that He'er can keep calm during the period of confinement, reflect on her own mistakes, and improve herself. If she does this, her virtue will be true. Father will send someone to help with all the food, clothing and other expenses in the palace. He'er doesn't need to worry about these mundane things."

"Gone?"

"There is another part," Xiao Taohong continued to read, "I heard from your elder sister that you broke the ancestral jade ring in our family. This item was originally given to your grandmother by the previous emperor and has been passed down from generation to generation. I never expected that you would break it. You should also restrain your temper and stop being so careless."

"What jade ring?"

Xiao Taohong shook her head, "Miss, I don't know."

The original owner was really something. He just broke the heirloom thing without any hesitation.

"Is it gone?"

"I hope He'er will cherish this opportunity, be self-disciplined, guard against arrogance and impatience, keep a clear mind, and wait for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear."

To sum up: Dad is very happy that you are grounded, and Dad also thinks you deserve it.

What the hell is going on here? How could the original owner usually cause trouble? Otherwise, why would her father think that locking her up was a good thing? I almost beat the drums!

No, she didn’t know whether the gongs or drums were beaten or not because she was locked up. Maybe her father really had a banquet to celebrate.

No longer paying attention to how unreliable the original owner was, Lin Zhihe looked at the things her father had sent her.

The box was filled with everything from food to drinks, and even five or six kinds of farm tools and seeds that she had specifically asked for.

It seems that although the family thinks that Lin Zhihe's idea of ​​farming is unreliable, as long as Lin Zhihe can be quiet, they are willing to send things to the palace continuously.

Isn't this just coaxing children?

After seeing through the essence of it all, Lin Zhihe relaxed a little. The original owner was indeed very much loved by the family as Xiao Taohong said.

Lin Zhihe picked up a hoe and shook it with both hands. She couldn't tell the weight of it, and it was not an easy task for the two girls.

No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, I have to do it! Lin Zhihe secretly made up his mind.

An impulse surged up in her, and Lin Zhihe decided to get started. She immediately picked up the hoe and prepared to start farming.

Sure enough, farming is engraved in the deepest genes of the Chinese people. When things went wrong in ancient times, scholars and poets would retreat to the countryside. Even if modern people go to the moon, the first thing they think of is farming.

"Miss, can you farm?" Xiao Taohong asked the question from her heart.

Yes, Lin Zhihe overlooked the most crucial problem: she didn’t know how to farm.

But the preparations were already so strong, the arrow had to be shot. Lin Zhihe suppressed his embarrassment and tried to pretend to be relaxed: "Farming is simple."

The first step in farming is to find a piece of land.

Lin Zhihe stepped out of the door and looked left and right at his Vermillion Bird Palace, feeling that none of it looked suitable.

The inner courtyard was paved with bluestone tiles, which was totally unsuitable for farming. He couldn't just lift up the bluestone tiles one by one. The outer courtyard was suitable, but she couldn't get out.

She put her hands on her waist, stood straight, raised her head slightly and looked around her palace, the vermilion walls, the eaves on the roof that were carved into a mythical beast he didn't recognize, and even the tiles looked shiny and oily.

The palace looks luxurious and majestic, but it is useless at the critical moment.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Xiao Taohong followed Lin Zhihe's gaze and looked left and right like her, but in the end she didn't notice what Lin Zhihe was looking at.

Lin Zhihe sighed, "I'm looking for a field. There's no suitable place for farming in our yard."

Xiao Taohong pointed to the south and said, "Miss, we can plant it in our backyard."

"backyard?"

Thinking that her young lady was questioning her, Xiao Taohong quickly explained: "The soil in the young lady's backyard is soft and can be used for farming."

In fact, Xiao Taohong was worrying too much. Lin Zhihe was not questioning her choice, but was simply curious about the fact that the Vermillion Bird Palace actually had a backyard.

Following Xiao Taohong's footsteps, Lin Zhihe, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, staggered to the backyard.

It is indeed a good piece of land and looks like it can grow vegetables.

"That's it," Lin Zhihe swung the hoe off his shoulder and shoveled the ground vigorously to show his determination. "Go get the seeds that Daddy sent me, and I'll bury them all in the soil."

"Ah?" Xiao Taohong did not respond to Lin Zhihe as usual. Instead, she looked embarrassed. "Miss, although I have never planted land, I have seen servants planting flowers when I was in the Lin Mansion before. I think our first step should be to turn over the soil." Xiao Taohong stretched out her hand and gestured. "At least we have to dig a hole."

Lin Zhihe thought about it and felt that what Xiao Taohong said made sense. The process of farming should be to dig a hole first, then sow the seeds, and finally cover the hole, water it, apply fertilizer, etc.

She patted Xiao Taohong's shoulder and said, "You're on the right track!"