Divorce her scumbag husband, marry the war king, and the hot wife gets rich through her spatial abil

She took out the land deed from her spatial storage and examined it carefully. It was 1,675 mu, nearly 2,000 mu. If she doubled it, it would be 4,000 mu. Her spatial storage should be able to upgrade by one level. Even if it couldn't, it didn't matter, because she had stockpiled guns and ammunition inside.

"Master, what are you drawing?" Longlong asked when he saw her lost in thought.

"Zhuangzi, ice cave, ten brick rooms."

"Oh, we need to start preparing now. The temperature will start to rise in just over a month."

"It would be good if the weather warmed up in March. With such heavy snow and high humidity this year, it would be good if there were no locust plagues. We also need to guard against rat infestations."

"I can help you with this."

"Just take care of our own land; don't worry about Ping'an Village."

"Yes!"

The old lady was a little surprised that she hadn't seen Meng Fei all day. She asked Xiao Nan and found out that he had something to do and would be gone for several months.

She felt a little uneasy, afraid that Xiaofei wouldn't come back, and that her own girl would be left to live a life of widowhood.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them.

Seeing that the girl didn't seem to care, she secretly wiped away her tears.

After the first month of the lunar calendar, the village chief had to lead people to shovel snow. Two families in Ping'an Village had new babies, another family had lost someone, some families had run out of food, and others had run out of money. They wanted to go out and find work.

However, they neglected the area in front of the old lady's house; not only that, they even pushed the snow this way.

This infuriated Longlong, and he went back and complained to Xiao Nan.

"Master, they've forgotten how badly they were punished; they've piled all the snow in front of our house."

"Then you should just give them a taste of their own medicine."

How do I pay it back?

"Fool, pile the snow up their house!"

"understood."

Xiao Nan was admiring her drawing with satisfaction; she had even written down what to plant in each plot of land on the paper.

Every day, we tirelessly select seeds and cultivate seedlings to prepare for these wastelands.

The old woman thought the girl missed her husband and was using work to numb herself, so she felt extremely sorry for her and took over the housework, cooking, and cleaning to lighten her burden.

In mid-January, Wang Feng and Zhou came to visit.

Xiao Nan told them to go to the county town to sell it themselves, and repeated what Meng Fei had said earlier to him.

Wang Feng thought he would sell her garlic sprouts along with the garlic, but Xiao Nan didn't plant a second crop, so the couple had to go home.

The people of Wangzhuang followed Wang Feng and planted their second crop of garlic sprouts. They entrusted their own vegetables to Wang Feng so that he could sell them on their behalf.

Nowadays, garlic sprouts are a delicacy enjoyed by wealthy families in the county, so Wang Feng is not worried about not being able to sell them.

The restaurant owner waited anxiously every day, as they owned many restaurants besides this one in the county, so no matter how much garlic sprouts they provided, they had no trouble selling them.

Xiao Nan put the blueprints into his spatial storage. When he had free time, he and Longlong cleared the snow. Longlong piled all the snow into the yards of each household in the village.

If they do anything further, it won't be the yard, but their roof, and they'll be buried in snow.

Now, the first thing the villagers of Ping'an Village do every day is to clear the snow from their own houses. They know exactly why. Especially the village chief's house, Longlong takes special care of him, blocking him in the house with snow for a whole day. If it weren't for his sons working hard to shovel the snow away, he wouldn't have been able to leave the house.

From then on, the villagers stopped causing trouble and obediently shoveled the snow into their own fields.

They dared not go to the wasteland because it would take them past the old woman's house, and they were afraid of another accident.

Such days continued until spring, that is, mid-February, when the snow began to gradually melt.

The road finally revealed the color of soil, and although the wind was cool, it didn't hurt when it blew against my face.

The branches of the trees were faintly showing green, and the people in the north could finally come out for some fresh air.

The diligent farmers went to their fields, cleared the snow to both sides, and began to plow.

Meng Fei's dozen or so brothers also reported to Xiao Nan.

Wang Feng also led more than twenty men from Wangzhuang to gather around Xiao Nan.

The first step was to clear the weeds and trees from the wasteland, and the second step was to haul bricks and hire a construction team to build the house. These two steps were carried out simultaneously.

Meng Fei returned to the capital on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. He did not return to the Meng family through the main gate, but instead climbed over the wall at night to meet Old Master Meng.

He stood expressionless in front of Old Master Meng and said in a cold voice.

"grandfather!"

"You unfilial son, you actually pretended to be dead and hid in the small village to shirk your responsibilities."

Meng Fei sneered: "Run away? Grandfather knows what's going on. Does he have to offer his head to the enemy to be considered not running away?"

"you!"

"Grandfather, do you really wish for the Meng family line to end? Do you really wish for your grandson to die young?"

"You scoundrel! You are the God of War and King of War of the Dragon Kingdom. What you are doing will chill the hearts of the people of the world."

Meng Fei narrowed his eyes, his voice even colder than before.

"If my grandfather hadn't threatened me with my wife's life, do you think I would have come back?"

"No matter what, you were born a citizen of the Dragon Kingdom and you will die a ghost of the Dragon Kingdom. As long as you live, you cannot let go of the responsibilities on your shoulders."

Meng Fei's heart grew even colder. He never dreamed that his grandfather, in his eagerness to bring him back, would say such things. What difference was there between this and telling him to die?

My grandfather knew perfectly well that the emperor was incompetent and ineffective, and he knew that if it weren't for the dead emperor, he could have won the battle. Why did he say such hurtful things to him?

"Grandfather, your grandson will only serve a wise ruler and fight for the people, not lose his life for an incompetent emperor."

"You, you're going to drive me crazy."

Grandpa Meng coughed incessantly from anger, but Meng Fei remained unmoved.

"Grandfather's blind loyalty is your business. Your grandson is tired. He doesn't want to be a war god anymore, nor does he want to fight any more wars."

"How can you do this to your deceased parents?"

Meng Fei's eyes reddened, and his glare widened in anger: "How dare you mention my parents? If you hadn't forced them to go to the battlefield, if the old emperor hadn't gone back on his word time and time again, would my parents have died? How will you face your ancestors after you pass away? How will you face my parents? You killed them, and now you want to harm me. How can your heart be so cruel?"

"you you!"

Grandpa Meng was so angry with Meng Fei that he hiccuped, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the ground.

Meng Fei sighed, called people in, carried the old man to the bedroom, and summoned the family physician to treat him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, wearily rubbing his forehead.

This time, he would not back down. He could be filial, but he would never be blindly obedient. He could no longer listen to his grandfather, or the Meng family would be finished.

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on the table.

When he woke up again, he was in a secret room, bound hand and foot to a chair by the old prince's men.

Upon seeing him wake up, the old man pointed at him and said angrily.

"Now that you're back, you should stay home obediently. It's fine if you don't serve the Dragon Kingdom, but I will absolutely not allow you to go back to that little village. In a few days, I will discuss your marriage with the Xiao family."

Meng Fei, who was initially angry, paused for a moment upon hearing this, and then asked.

"The eldest daughter of the Xiao family has long since disappeared, what kind of marriage could she possibly have?"

"Isn't there also the second young lady? They are all legitimate children, so it doesn't matter who they are. They all need to leave offspring for the Meng family. Whether you stay or leave is up to you."

"Hmph, grandfather, you're dreaming."

"You have no choice"

Meng Fei struggled with all his might, only to find that he had no strength left in his body. He looked up in astonishment and stared at Old Master Meng.

"Did you give me muscle relaxant powder?"

"Hmph, otherwise how would I keep you here?"

"You, you have really disappointed me."

"You've disappointed me too. Just stay here and I'll send people to serve you every day."