Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1228: Chapter 1227: Bitter Memories, Sweet Thoughts_1 Chapter 1228: Chapter 1227: Bitter Memories, Sweet Thoughts_1 Yet this couple’s heart isn’t in the Capital City; they dream of a pastoral life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Forcing them to stay in the Capital City is something he could do.

But that would be no fun at all.

After all, they have the descendants of Liuli behind them; using them a bit is fine, but if he went too far, it would harm their relations.

And he’s not about to jeopardize his relationship with someone who can produce such an earth-defying Divine Liquid–his head hasn’t been kicked by a donkey.

“With such people backing her, able to produce Divine Liquid, do you really think she’s just an ordinary village girl at your disposal?” Yang Wenxiao glanced at Yao Xian and couldn’t help but click his tongue.

“Our Yang Family comes from landlord origins, so for many years we’ve been looked down upon by those Aristocratic Families. And now we actually look down on Qiao Xiaomai, who comes from the same background as us–why is that? What is there to look down upon?”

“When it comes to cooking skills, she claims second place in all Daqi, and no one dares to claim first. You might look down on cooking as an ordinary and base skill, not noble, but this skill saved our lives in a critical moment.”

“Furthermore, she’s strong; she stopped that brat Fengbao from causing havoc on his birthday. Who among the court’s civil and military officials managed to do that?”

“And then there are those innovative ideas and patterns she came up with, which earned us how much silver?”

“Empress, you tell me, if you were in her shoes, could you have accomplished the same things?”

Compared to Tong Tiehu, Yang Wenxiao was considered mild-mannered. Tong Tiehu dealt with matters in a straightforward and rough manner, imprisoning or beating at a word, a man of actions over words. But Yang Wenxiao was different; he was now gently and carefully reasoning with Yao Xian, hoping to change her prejudice against Qiao Xiaomai.

Yao Xian was at a loss for words by Yang Wenxiao’s questioning. She asked herself, and of course, she couldn’t create as big a commotion.

But she was the Empress!

Her birth alone could negate all of Qiao Xiaomai’s talents–what need was there for her to consider things from Qiao Xiaomai’s perspective?

Of course, she dared not say this to Yang Wenxiao, so she forced a somewhat unnatural smile and said, “Your daughter-in-law couldn’t manage it.”

“Since you couldn’t manage it, why look down upon her? As the master of this Mount Jiang, you need to know how to win people over.”

“You are right,” Yao Xian agreed with a forced smile.

“And there’s that third young master Tong, his great-grandfather and I were sworn brothers; strictly speaking, he could be considered my great-grandson.”

He had not mentioned this before.

Back then, he was filled with hatred for Gu Yu, for not protecting Liuli.

But after this ordeal, he found his previous thoughts somewhat laughable.

It has been over fifty years since the death; why couldn’t he let go?

Although Gu Yu did not protect Liuli, there was an outstanding descendant like the third young master Tong, who helped him a great deal.

He chuckled at himself and then said, “Both the third young master Tong and Qiao Xiaomai are good kids and exceptional. Cast aside your prejudices, look at them with an open mind, and you will see their excellence.”

“You are right,” Yao Xian was quick to agree.

“Earlier, I mentioned starting an event to ‘remember hardships and think of the sweet,’ but we were tripped up by the Hellflower. Now that Hellflower problem is resolved, let’s continue with the event,” Yang Wenxiao changed the subject, talking about something else.

Yao Xian “…”

“We agreed before that each person would tend to two acres of land. This season is neither too early nor too late, so I think we should plant vegetables. We can rest assured when eating what we grow ourselves,” Yang Wenxiao added.

“Grandpa Emperor, previously it was said that Father and I would tend two acres each, and Mother would tend one acre,” Yang Hao said.