Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 229 Snacks 3
Jiang Wen also emphasized emphatically, "Mother is right, Fu Yuan, you can't learn to collude with them."

Seeing that the Jiang family's mother and daughter all agreed with his actions, and even the little guy En'er looked at him and clapped his hands indiscriminately, Fu Yuan felt that he really did nothing wrong.

As for those guys who say they are stupid, their mouths grow on other people, and if they want to say that they can't control it, just pretend they didn't hear it.

Early the next morning, Fu Yuan got up and prepared to cook a bowl of porridge and leave. Who knew that Jiang Wen got up earlier and knocked on the door early to say that she would cook rice in the morning and let him go over to eat.

The newly dug well was in the yard, the edge of the well was raised two feet higher with blue bricks, and a platform was built around it, which was very conspicuous.

While Jiang Wen was cooking, Fu Yuan wandered around the yard and observed the well carefully. There was no rack for fetching water installed on the top of the well. If he wanted to fetch water, he had to throw a rope and a bucket down and slowly pull it up. It is more laborious than the well in the restaurant.

Fu Yuan thought, when he returned to the restaurant, he had to take a good look at the well of the restaurant, how the shelf was built, and when he came back, he built one for the Jiang family, so that widows and weak women would save more effort in fetching water.

The breakfast was simple and easy to make, and it was ready in a short while. The three of them ate together before Mrs. Zhao began to feed En'er some preserved food. Now En'er was able to eat some soft and rotten food.

After breakfast, it was still early, and Fu Yuan hurried back to town again.

Jiang Wen has learned almost all the traditional Chinese characters during this time, so he doesn't want to repeat and write many times all day long.

Thinking of the book he saw in the shop last time, Jiang Wen made up his mind.

Last time I asked the shopkeeper, the picture books in the shop were actually more popular than those serious collections of scriptures and poems, Jiang Wen was moved.

A story book, as long as you can read, have leisure time and money, whether it is a boudoir girl or a romantic man, who doesn’t secretly collect a few books, the stories of gifted men and beautiful women are the most popular among those idle and moldy boudoir girls happy.

With this level of thought in mind, Jiang Wen felt that he had heard and read so many stories about romantic affairs, gifted scholars and beauties when he lived under the great heaven, so it would be a loss not to write them down.

Although Jiang Wen didn't know that if he really wrote the script, how to print it was still a problem, at least the book and ink shop in the town couldn't do it.

But isn't there a saying that says that, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared!

Even if it can't be published after writing, it can still be used as a handwriting practice, and it can also use your brain to show off your writing skills, which is also very good.

Therefore, as soon as Jiang Wen's idea was settled, he started to write, writing at the speed of dozens of words a day, not because he laughed at himself, thinking that if he could really publish it and exchange it for money.

In less than half a month, Jiang Wen wrote a fresh romantic story, the old routine of a gifted man and a beautiful woman, plus all kinds of gossip stories he saw in the Great Heaven, and he wrote a story that made people feel sad and weep!
After Jiang Wen finished writing, he specially showed it to Mrs. Zhao.

In the past, when Mrs. Zhao was in her boudoir, she had read those romance books, but what Wen Er wrote was on a larger scale than those.

After reading it, Mrs. Zhao looked at Jiang Wen anxiously. Shouldn't her good daughter be as pure as a blank sheet of paper?

Why?

Why?

(End of this chapter)