Traveling through time as a peasant girl to turn things around

The imperial general emerged a moment later and walked west along the road. Flowers and trees lined both sides of the road, and everything was clean and tidy. Everywhere seemed to be thriving. "This village is nice." "It looks almost as good as the capital." "It's a paradise on earth." "Let's see the waterwheel."

They tied up the carriage and walked to the river. "It's beautiful here, with a river." "There are crops." "And there are large fields of vegetables." "And fruit trees." "Look west, that's a forest, right? Let's go in and take a look!" "Talk to the Regent." "Yes."

Someone told the Regent, "The Royal Guards want to go to the west woods to take a look?" "Go ahead. Everyone, come out, have fun, relax, and be safe." "Thank you, Your Highness."

Chai Zhen had seen Jiale long ago and informed the whole family. Now everything was fine. Jiale had told the Regent to go home and take a look. "Go," Chai Zhen dared to step forward, pulling Jiale along, tears streaming down his face. "My grandson! You're back, Grandpa..." Chai Zhen was speechless. Jiale cried, "Grandpa, I'm back." "Let's go home, let your mother see you." Old Mrs. Li came running over, crying, "My son," she said, hugging Jiale, "Son, you're back!" "Let's go home." Jiale carried the bag in one hand, and the fourth son took it. In the other, he led a puppy. Jiale had found it on the road and brought it back. The whole family happily returned home. Li Ru stood at the gate, holding her little baby, waiting, surrounded by a group of little kids, each eating candy sticks. Jiale walked to his door and saw, "Hello, uncle." "Hello, uncle." "Hello, daddy." It seemed like...? Jiale was stunned. "Who's calling me daddy?" Xiaodong stepped forward, lowered his head, and called out, "Daddy." Jiale looked at him and said, "Say it again." "Daddy." Jiale was dumbfounded! The whole family burst into laughter. "Dad doesn't recognize his son, hahahahahaha," the fourth child laughed. "If you don't come back, your son will be getting married."

Go home, said Old Mrs. Li, and glared at Jiayu.

Back in the main hall, a large family looked at Jiale. Jiale knelt down and said, "Hello Grandpa, Jiale kowtows to you. Dad and Mom, your unfilial son kowtows to you. "Have you been well these years? Son, why don't you go home? It's good to bring a message." Jiale hugged his mother and said, "Your son will no longer worry about you," he said with tears. Chai Zhen said, "Everyone sit down, it's a good thing that Jiale is back, we should be happy! If you have anything to say, we can talk later. Hongying, go boil some water and let him wash and eat first." "Yes, Dad is right, I'll go right away." "Jiale, sit down. When Grandpa met Xiaodong, he registered the child under your name. There is someone who calls him dad. You see, the fourth child already has a daughter who calls him dad and mom, but I don't know where you are. You have no descendants, so the child can only be registered under your name." "Grandpa, I'm happy that you're a father now." "Xiaodong, right? "Jia Le rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a jade pendant. "This is a gift from the Regent, and I'm giving it to you as a meeting present." "Haha," Jia Le laughed, "I'm such a lucky dad." Xiao Dong stepped forward to take the jade pendant and said, "Thank you, Dad." He knelt down and kowtowed. Jia Le quickly pulled him up and said, "No need to kneel. I'm the lucky one." Haha. The family members also laughed. The little milk bag stretched out her arms, "Uncle, hold me." "Oh, this is the fourth daughter! She can call me now, call me again!" "Hello, Third Uncle." The little milk bag said softly, with a milky aroma. Jia Le blushed and was embarrassed, and picked up the little milk bag! The little milk bag said, "What gift did Third Uncle give me?" Jia Le looked at the child and saw that such a child could speak. "You've become a spirit, you can speak, and you can ask for things." Jia Le said, "Third Uncle didn't know you existed. I'll give you the gift later. How about this, come on, take a look at my bag and take whatever you like. You choose, how about that? "Take it yourself!" Little Milk saw a lot of flowered cloth and picked it up with one hand to make clothes for his mother. Jiale quickly grabbed it and said, "Uncle San will help you." "Give it to my mother." The little money-grubber knew how to take the flowers.

Li Ru took the little milk bag and said, "Mom asked you to go." "Okay, Grandpa, I'll go." "Go ahead."

The men drank tea while the women cooked. Old Mrs. Li took out some clothes for Jiale to change into and asked the fourth son to take them to the third son.

The entire family of Chai Xin and Chai Dong came, the women helping with the cooking while the men discussed their future endeavors.

Jiale finished washing up, looking clean. The little brat asked for his third uncle's embrace. "Third uncle is so handsome!" Jiale laughed heartily. "You little rascal!" A moment later, the village chief arrived and said, "Have the regent come here for dinner. The soldiers are at the school. Second uncle, get out the big pot at home. I'm looking for someone to cook." "Your food is delicious. Have the regent come over to your house for dinner." He hurried off. Chai Zhen arranged for the pots and pans to be delivered to the school.

Then there was the large group of imperial guards who went into the vast woods, drew their bows and shot arrows, and soon they had killed a lot of game: pheasants, hares, and two wild boars, and returned laughing and joking. Sun Gui had them brought to the academy, and all the people from the county government were also placed there, except Zhang Qingshan, who went to the Chai residence to accompany the Regent.

"People in Hexi also raise pigs and sheep." "And chickens." "Are these raised collectively?" a villager said, "Yes." "During the New Year, we slaughter pigs in our village and distribute pork, and our homes are clean." "We had enough to eat last winter in our village, and no one starved to death. Now we live better. We have planted a lot of land, and there is water for irrigation. The crops are growing well, and there will be a bumper harvest this year." "Sir, look at our village. There are a lot of reclaimed land and a lot of grain planted. If we can't eat it all, we can sell it for money," the people said. The royal guards also thought it was a good place, with flowers and crops, green trees everywhere, and it was thriving. "What a vibrant scene!" "Did you grow the vegetables in your hands?" "Yes, sir. Now that there's water, we can water the fields if they're dry. We can plant more after we're done eating, so we'll never lack vegetables." "We're by the river. I don't know if you've noticed, sir, but those are fruits, and they're almost ripe." "I heard they're called big watermelons. They're so valuable, they're called golden fruits. We're selling them for one or two taels of silver each." The village chief said, "We'll pick the first batch and send them to the emperor to taste first. If he approves, we can sell them."

The schoolyard was lined with trees, including fruit trees, along the walls. The village chief was leading the villagers, setting up tents beneath the trees, enjoying the coolness. It wasn't too hot or too cold, and there were no mosquitoes. The playground was large, and the horses and carts were all parked beneath the trees. Someone was feeding the horses, saying, "This is a nice place. The people are friendly, and the environment is great." Someone asked, "Why don't you see any horse manure or garbage here?" "No, there isn't any." Every household was vying for it, and whoever saw it swept it home. "Putting it in the fields, it helps the crops thrive; it's fertilizer."