Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Wufu stamped his feet anxiously and looked around. In the vast sea of ​​people, where was the shadow of the person just now?

She couldn't find anyone, so she had no choice but to admit her bad luck, and then caught up with Li Haitang and his party.

When she passed by, she found that Wu Qi had been rescued, looking miserable with a disgraced face, a big hole in his clothes.

There were people who were more unlucky than him, and Wufu instantly felt a little relieved.

Next, they enjoyed the lanterns, played, and bought gadgets. Wufu followed Li Haitang closely, and only then did Li Haitang realize that something was wrong.

When she went out, things happened frequently. The streets of Kyoto extended in all directions. After walking around for a long time, she found a stone platform with few people and took a breather.

"Wufu, these are the candies I just bought for you. Aren't you going to keep making trouble eating them?"

Li Haitang handed over an oil paper bag. She bought it at the stall next door to the stall selling roasted chestnuts with sugar. It didn't seem to be called candy nuts, but snow candy balls.

There are bright red hawthorns inside, and the outer skin is covered with icing sugar. Take a bite and it is sour and sweet.

The hawthorns have been pitted, which is good for digestion. On New Year's Eve, everyone eats a bit too much, so you have to queue up to buy hawthorns.

Li Haitang saw that it was good and bought a few packs.

"Thank you ma'am."

Wufu thanked him in a low voice, took the oil paper bag, took only a small bite, and then stopped moving.

"What's wrong with you?"

Li Haitang thought that Wu Fu's depression had something to do with Wu Qi, so she just said that Wu Fu still cared about Wu Shusheng, but he just didn't say it out loud.

At this moment, Xiangli kept pouring water and handing things over, showing her courtesy, but Wufu realized it later and became jealous.

Li Haitang understands the thoughts of these little daughters very well, she has been there.

Saying no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Women, they just have the problem of duplicity.

It's not a big mistake to say something different, but I'm afraid it will lead to misunderstandings over time.

"Ma'am, I want to be quiet."

Wu Fu sighed deeply and tried to adjust his expression. Today was a festive holiday and it was not good for her to affect the atmosphere like this.

The last day of the year will be a new beginning next year.

Wufu thought of the man just now and realized that he might have been tricked. His purpose was very simple and he just wanted her water lantern.

"There's something wrong with you. What happened just now?"

In just a quarter of an hour, Wufu's mood changed too quickly. Li Haitang was busy interacting with his savage husband and the little bun, and didn't pay attention to the movements on Wufu's side.

"A sad thing happened to me."

Wufu spoke slowly. There were many people selling things today, and there were novel and interesting ones, so she brought back all the savings she had made during this period.

At the end of the year, I don’t want to treat myself badly. If I like something, I will buy it and ask someone to take it to the border town of Northland and give it to my parents as a gift.

"Um?"

Li Haitang didn't understand what it meant for a while. Looking at Wufu's expression, he felt hopeless and really didn't want to talk.

She comforted, "Baibing just took action and snatched Scholar Wu back from Zhu Shuang's hands. Don't worry, he is still chaste, head and tail."

"ah?"

This time, Wufu was surprised. This was not what she wanted to say. Besides, the saddest thing is not the loss of chastity.

My wife once mentioned that the saddest thing about people is that while they are still alive, their money is gone. Now she only has a few copper coins, and she is completely penniless.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Li Haitang coughed a few times and thought Wufu had lost his money bag. Money is something external to one's body, so at worst she would be given a red envelope to coax the five blessings, which would be regarded as an extra reward.

"Madam, you don't know that if it is lost, I can still blame three hands. The problem is that I gave it away myself."

Wufu's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he muttered, "I seem to be being too sentimental."

Li Haitang almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, and waved his hand to ask her to slow down.

From the time when the lanterns are held to the time when the bells are ringing, the streets of Kyoto are crowded with people. People like to wait until after the bells are ringing to finish watching the New Year, pay each other New Year greetings, and then go home to sleep.

Li Haitang is pregnant and won't be able to survive for long, so the group plans to go home to watch the new year.

"Don't forget my dried fruit."

Li Haitang ordered, but before he could finish speaking, there was a commotion in front of him.

"The blessing car is here, and there are wedding cakes to scatter!"

Immediately afterwards, almost everyone ran in the same direction. Li Haitang could not go in the opposite direction and could only follow the direction of the flow of people. Fortunately, she has her own savage husband by her side, otherwise, as a pregnant woman, she would not be able to stand firmly and would definitely fall.

People are often selfish. People rush to grab wedding cakes and have no time to care about others.

"Run quickly, we'll be gone if it's too late!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, squeezing forward with fast legs and feet. Almost instantly, only old ladies and old men were left around Li Haitang. Everyone sighed, they couldn't run anymore because they refused to accept the old age.

"I don't know who sent the wedding cake. It is said that it belongs to Wang Fuzhai. A piece of wedding cake costs 20 yuan, and I can't even buy it!"

Wang Fuzhai is a century-old shop in Kyoto. The pineapple cakes are the most famous. They are soft and fluffy with fillings inside, especially the freshly baked and warm ones. She can eat a box at a time.

I don't want to eat anything sweet lately, so I haven't bought much at home.

There is no shortage of rich people in Kyoto, let alone people who like to spend money. Every year on New Year's Eve, wealthy Yuanwai masters are accustomed to scattering copper coins or wedding cakes everywhere. If they can eat them, it is like getting a bargain.

Wedding cakes are often better. Some people celebrate their birthdays and have birthday peaches.

You have to be careful when eating. They like to put things in them. I heard that someone ate an emerald ring last year.

The jadeite ring is not big, but it is full of emerald green and has excellent water quality. It is worth at least several hundred taels of silver.

The lucky man is a refugee with no fixed address and has been living in a ruined temple with his wife and children.

With the jade ring ring, I immediately pawned a few hundred taels, took my wife and children out of the ruined temple, went to a small county under Kyoto, bought a piece of land, built a house, and devoted myself to eating the produce of the land every year.

"Madam, why doesn't this man stay in the city?"

Kyoto is prosperous, and you can find a place to work and make a living. If you have the ability, go to the shop, clerk, or accounting room. The warehouse at the back lacks a night watchman at night. If you don't have the ability, you can still earn a few meals by transporting goods on the dock.

"In the villages around Kyoto, farmland is more expensive than the surrounding areas, and the cost of living is high, making it uneconomical."

The other party is a refugee who comes from other places and has no sense of belonging to Kyoto. Naturally, he wants to find a place that is close and easy to survive.

Furthermore, for farmers, everything they rely on is the produce of the fields. This has been the case for generations. They have fields in their hands and don’t panic. As long as it is not a disaster year, no matter how hard you work, no matter how much you harvest, you are self-sufficient, no matter who else’s face, the produce in the field is enough for your food.