Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 96

According to the will of the Lord, everything is deployed there, waiting for the order of the Lord.

Now that everything is prepared, don’t be afraid of the subsequent operations. Jing Yuan looked at the camellia fruits on the mountain one by one. The fruits all over the mountain are not bad. Now he is considering mass production. How about shipping to the capital?
He was a little undecided. After all, he didn't trust this confidential thing for the people below to do. After all, the injury was caused by the people below.

But with just a few people on the mountain, it is impossible to do it.

He thought for a long time~
And the bamboo on the top of the mountain was buried not long ago, and it will take five months to harvest...

Counting the days, it will be autumn. Now that he has decided on that path, it is impossible for him to live here all the time. Thinking about the children and his wife here, how should he confess to her.

spring to summer~
Zhang Xiaolan was finally out of confinement, and when Mrs. Wei looked at her former employer, she became rounder and more beautiful, and even more pale.

"What happened to Aunt Wei?"

Seeing her staring at him intently, I felt a little embarrassed, after all, my daughter, Jing Yuan and even Hu Zi said that she had become prettier recently.

At first she thought he was coaxing her!
How can a woman become more beautiful after giving birth to a child? All of them become ugly!

But Mrs. Wei's expression showed this fact even more.

"No...it's just that the host's house is getting better and better" and it's still fresh...

She just smiled and left the kitchen with the child in her arms, and everything familiar in the courtyard came into view.

Jing Yuan told her that a new yard was built next door, and he planned to make camellia oil and papermaking!
She is also very supportive.

The few people outside the courtyard put more effort into supporting the house.

The difference is that this time the walls of the courtyard are so high!
For half a month, the two families were busy outside the yard. Zhang Xiaolan went to see it once with the child in her arms. She proposed to expand the circle, connect the house outside the yard directly to the small bamboo house in the front yard, and open the wall of the east wing. A small door is convenient for my family to come in and out, and I don't have to go out of the yard all day to go around and then go in.

It was quite convenient for Jing Yuan to think about it. He tore down the newly built courtyard wall overnight and reconnected it to the east wing.

Looking at the little kid who couldn't open it before, after growing up day by day, the eyes opened like grapes, Zhang Xiaolan immediately had an illusion, as if she herself was born in this era.

Every day, she secretly went back to the house to take out the baby bottle and milk powder in the space, mixed some warm water, and stuffed the bottle into the child's mouth.

I saw the child in my arms eating deliciously obediently.

It finally made up for the regret that the child didn't eat much milk during the confinement period. Although the goat's milk was good, it was not as good as modern milk powder.

She had only been fed for half a month, and Jing Xuan looked like a changed child.

Everyone just thought her milk was good, so they didn't pay much attention...

"I plan to try the extraction of camellia fruit by myself tomorrow."

Jing Yuan, who was lying on the bedside, looked at her affectionately. This idea was thought up by his wife, and he himself was willing to share these things.

And he was going to tell her the truth.

Now that he has a child, he is not afraid of her running away~
"Well, it's better to try to refine a small amount first to see the results, than to make a big fanfare and waste it if it doesn't work."

She agreed, "Don't throw away those camellia fruit residues, those can also be used to make shampoo."

"shampoo?"

"Well~ it's the water used to wash your hair, it has the same effect as soap locusts"

(End of this chapter)