The journey of the only child of a peasant family to take the imperial examination

"I'm pregnant?!" Qian Youyi murmured softly while touching her belly.

"Oh, I was wondering why you have been eating so little and feeling so sleepy recently. Blame me, blame me. I didn't think about this. You have to be careful in the future. You ate too little just now. I'll ask the chef to stew a bowl of bird's nest for you again and add more red dates to replenish your qi and blood. Tomorrow I'll ask Aunt Chen Er if she has any recipes for nourishing the fetus. You just need to rest assured and don't worry about anything in the future," said Xu happily, a little incoherent.

She has been waiting for too long!

Zhang and Yingniang were also happy. No matter the time, a new baby in the family is always a joyful occasion.

Nanny Rong was both happy and worried, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ping'an noticed something, held his wife's hand and smiled soothingly.

After they returned to their room that night, Zhang Pingan asked, "Your mood swings were quite dramatic last night. This isn't like you. Is it because you can't have this child?"

"Why do you ask?" Qian Youyi raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

"Although you didn't tell me in detail, I know that you often take medicine privately, including the last time when your cousin came over and brought you a lot of medicine, so your health is not that good. But giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell. Although I am not a medical student, I know a little about medical theory. If you don't want to tell me the truth, I won't force you, but don't be hasty about matters of life and death. There is no rush to have a child. We are still very young," Zhang Pingan said seriously.

These were his true feelings. Calculating his actual age, he had just turned eighteen in July this year. In his previous life, he might not even have graduated from high school. He was really not in such a hurry to become a father. For him, pursuing his career was more important now.

"Your ideas are really different from others." Qian Youyi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. Then he looked into Zhang Ping'an's eyes and said calmly, "I told you I know my body, don't worry. Having a child is also about fate. This child is destined to be with me, so of course I want him!"

"You..." Zhang Pingan wanted to say something, but Qian Youyi waved his hand and stood up, saying, "Ah, I'm so tired today. I'm sleepy. I want to wash up and rest early. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say!"

He actually seemed to be somewhat happy.

In this way, Qian Youyi has now become the focus of protection for the whole family.

Xu even wanted to worship her.

Zhang Ping'an was still a little uneasy, so he specially asked Chen Jianqiu and Chen Ergu to come over and take his pulse carefully.

They both come from aristocratic medical families, so it's better than me worrying about it here.

"Except for being a little weak, everything else is fine. It's not to the point where she can't have children," said Chen Jianqiu.

He was convinced. I didn't know how many times I had taken your pulse, but you still had to find a problem!

"Okay," Zhang Pingan stopped worrying about it.

"Just be a father with peace of mind, don't be too nervous," Chen Jianqiu comforted his good brother, thinking that he was too nervous about being a father for the first time.

"Yeah, I know," Zhang Pingan nodded.

After receiving the reply letter of congratulations from his father-in-law in Lin'an, he felt even more relaxed. The day after he learned that his wife was pregnant, he sent a letter to his father-in-law in the Qian family in Lin'an to report the good news. If there were any risks, his father-in-law would always give some indication, after all, she was his biological daughter. Now he didn't, which meant that he was indeed overthinking it.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of October, the weather gradually turned colder, and the Annan rice planted in various experimental fields was ready to be harvested.

Although the grains of Annan rice are smaller than those of local rice, its yield is indeed not lower than that of local rice.

The lowest yield per mu is in the hilly and barren areas, where one mu of land can yield about 200 kilograms. The highest yield per mu is still the experimental field planted by Su Erleng before, where one mu of land can yield over 400 kilograms, which is considered a very high yield.

This result shocked everyone. Even the most ignorant people knew what it meant to have two or three harvests a year and still have such high yields.

After hearing this, Lieutenant General Zhou took time out of his busy schedule to visit the county government office and sighed, "The people are blessed now! This is God's will!"

It was almost the end of the year, and Zhang Ping'an was so busy with so many things to do that he had no time to take care of Lieutenant General Zhou.

After carefully writing a memorial to the court on the growth habits, cycle, seeds, and per-acre yield of Annan rice, it would depend on whether anyone in the court would pay attention to it and whether this kind of rice would be promoted next year. No matter what happened elsewhere, Ci County would definitely plant it.

Zhang Ping'an also did not forget to write a separate letter to report the situation to his father-in-law.

At the same time, Lord Zhou's southern tour finally came to an end.

The return trip is not that troublesome, you can take a boat directly from Dongshan back to Lin'an.

This winter is destined to be not peaceful!