Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

An old farmer carrying bamboo shoots walked up to the carriage and introduced himself, "Madam, these were dug up these past two days. They're crisp and sweet at this time!" He was unlucky, having not checked the almanac before leaving. Who would have thought that after finally entering the city, he would encounter riots? Every house was shut, and pedestrians on the street were still in shock. Of the dozens of people in the prince's family, only four remained...

"Mom, the soup is delicious!"

I ate it a lot in Jingzhou. Chun Yang used a knife to cut two bamboo shoots in half. The chopping sound was crisp and the cut surface was fresh. Wangshu, who was checking the goods through the window, nodded.

"Old farmer, we'll buy them all. Just carry them with me."

"Okay!"

As the carriage moved forward, Wangshu answered all the children's questions. If they wanted to go and watch the fun, Wangshu would go with them. Wangshu would just hold the hot water bottle and look out the window without getting off the carriage.

After walking around and looking around, we finally arrived at the villa after an hour. Although it was called a villa, it was just a suburban house. There were servants picking up leaking tiles, sweeping snow and repairing roads, pulling up dry grass roots, chopping firewood, and more people brought in stones to build walls. Everyone was busy getting familiar with this unfamiliar house.

Wangshu lowered the car curtains, leaned against a soft pillow, and waited for the third uncle to come back. It was winter, cold and slippery, and the countryside was bleak and white. In such weather, he would chop wood and dig bamboo shoots, and then carry them to the city to sell... Thinking about his reincarnation would be okay, but if he really was reborn into a family where the children were so poor that they couldn't even afford to eat, and the whole family couldn't find a single presentable piece of clothing, he would really want to cry but have no tears...

In the future, I will be filial to my parents...

No, this is her "compensation" for traveling through time, it has nothing to do with reincarnation!

Having said that, my family is not well off but I don’t have any brothers, which is great. I can be filial to my parents!

"Madam, the general and his men are coming out."

Then they hurried to the military camp, buried themselves in their clothes and large pillows, and looked at the passing scenery from time to time. It was all monotonous and bleak. The brother and sister almost hung their heads on the small window, watching with relish. From time to time, pheasants were startled and eagles circled. They would scream exaggeratedly and point at that place in surprise, asking each other to look quickly.

The barracks consisted of a series of bungalows surrounding a large open space nestled against a hillside. The barracks had clearly defined functional areas, including warehouses, kitchens, stables, medical facilities, logistics, bunk beds for both men and women, showers, and toilets. Within a ten-mile radius of the open space, no snow could be seen. Training continued daily, as soon as the snow stopped.

It was a completely closed, military-style management system. She said it, and he did it. She sat in the carriage, the coachman guiding her as he drove, and she truly felt the ideas she had in the inner chamber being implemented step by step by her most loyal executor in this place she had never set foot on. It was completely different from the state of mind she had previously felt when she only knew he was implementing them.

The respect, the sense of fulfillment, the sense of accomplishment of being valued, really, really. Even the toilets are built in the most downwind place, with men and women separated. There are no suspicious solids or unpleasant smells along the way. It is much better than some places on the street.

In this era, people and livestock urinated and defecated everywhere, especially in the summer, and the streets were sometimes smelly. She had a weak appetite and would gag at the smell of feces. Compared to crowded and lively places where Oreos could be found at any time or someone was producing Oreos, she preferred to go to open fields, mountains, and grasslands with few people and beautiful scenery.

Along the way, people greeted him. Qin Xiuyuan controlled the carriage and introduced them slowly. When he met a subordinate who only addressed him as "General", he gestured to remind him, "The lady is in the carriage."

So a series of energetic "Greetings, Madam!" were heard one after another.

Wangshu: ...his face flushed a little, his heart pounding: They were all very masculine soldiers! Many of them were really good-looking! Like Qin Xiuyuan, a mixed-race of Hu and Han, with glowing white skin and long legs...

No wonder Qin Yi, Qin Er and Zhu Zhu can be a pair. Just let her come. Among the three thousand beauties, they can fight to the death for a cup of water from her!

When the man carried her into the central room, his face was sullen and he looked unhappy: "What a feast for the eyes, Shushu~"

…Bird spotted!

The house was simply furnished with tables, chairs and beds, similar to the home he had lived in as a virgin before his marriage. The charcoal basin and hot water bottle prepared in advance maintained a cozy temperature.

Being able to go out is all the better. Wangshu took off her two heavy sets of clothes. Seeing the handsome man coming back with water, she was still pouting and unhappy. She stood on tiptoe and reached out to coax him, but he snatched her tongue and gobbled it up. She pushed him away, but she couldn't avoid losing her position one by one. Finally, she lifted her long skirt...

The New Year's gift of cannons to the camp fulfilled his long-cherished wish, but the man was still unhappy. "You reacted too quickly! Why?"

Why? He's not fat, so why are there so many whys? Wangshu picked up his clothes. Without a mirror, he could only straighten them back and forth.

Then she returned to the carriage to rest for a while, while he went to discuss matters. The bearded man accompanied his children, who were fascinated by the horse-riding competition...

The man was still jealous at night. They faced each other. Wangshu held his chest, which was about to burst, and let him slowly sink down. He asked in the midst of his busy schedule, "What did you think about them this afternoon?"

It’s not over yet! Wangshu ignored him.

"You are not allowed to see men for the next few days."

……

"Are there any prettier people in the camp than me? Shushu~"

It's a little nagging, Wangshu has no time to pay attention to it.

……

After a round, unlike usual sleeping in each other's arms early, Wangshu was facing away from him under the thick blanket, their bodies tightly pressed together. His front was played with and rubbed from time to time. He believed the lie that he would not move if I could enter him, and said, "Goodbye..."

Isn’t he sleepy after not sleeping for two days?

"Which one did you fancy this afternoon?"

Here it comes again! Wangshu was annoyed, "I'm thinking of you all the time. Who else can I think of besides you?"

Hehe, that's more like it. Why does she sound so aggrieved? No, he's in the carriage, but she's staring at someone else! He nibbled at her neck and turned her around, making her tense. "Get out~"

That's impossible. During these few days every month, he would be allowed to do whatever he wanted. "No. What woman would kick her husband out every day~"

A shameless person is invincible in the world. Wangshu covers his ears, and he will not be bothered if he doesn't listen.

She didn't listen or respond when Qin Xiuyuan pulled her. She reacted strongly when he moved, which was not his intention. But he was tactful and picked up his face and hung it up, then put on his pajamas obediently, shook her gently, and begged her to pay attention to him.

Wangshu put down his hand, turned sideways and lay gently in his arms, "You didn't sleep last night, go to sleep."

"I want to go out the day after tomorrow morning..." He swallowed it back into his stomach. Qin Xiuyuan was very happy. "I'm not sleepy, Shushu~" It felt great to take them out today. "Tomorrow we will ask an artist to draw a picture for us, together with our mother."

His stomach suddenly growled, a familiar feeling of discomfort. Wangshu nodded, his stomach tucked in, "You arrange..."

She got up, tied the cotton pad, and embraced again. Her face was gloomy. Qin Xiuyuan pressed his hand against her belly, a little worried. The woman's menstrual bleeding was alarming... A famous doctor from Luoyang had come, but she was stubborn, refusing to believe or take medicine. Chang'an... had the Imperial Hospital and dietary supplements. Thinking of this, he had to make up his mind. "Shushu, I'll leave the day after tomorrow."