It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 315

No matter how Jiang Yan tried to deny it, Fu Jian insisted that she was Jiang Cao.

In the end, Jiang Yan no longer had the energy to argue and just let it go.

But after really admitting it, he was unwilling to accept it, and asked dejectedly: "Can you tell me who identified me as Jiang Cao?"

Fu Jian raised the corner of his mouth: "There's no need to tell you this."

Jiang Yan hid her hands behind her back and held them tightly.

Jiang Yan didn't know when it started, but she had firmly believed that the Fu family had horoscopes that conflicted with hers and were born to be her nemesis.

When he came to his senses, Fu Jian and the other two had already walked to the center of the open space to tinker with the thresher, and Jiang Wang followed closely beside them, answering their questions respectfully.

Jiang Yan, already fuming with anger, felt even more unhappy now, thinking that this thing would eventually find its way into the Fu Mansion. He needed to earn some money quickly so that the village elders could restore his good name.

After watching the threshing machine and touring the entire village, Fu Jian got into trouble again and specifically asked Jiang Yan to accompany him to visit the back mountain...

Jiang Yan admitted that for a moment she did have evil thoughts in her mind.

If her skills weren't so poor, if Jiang Ning hadn't been ordered to accompany her, she would especially like Fu Jian to personally experience the one-way tour to the Tiankeng Mountain Underworld developed by her niece.

……

When we left Dongshan Village, the sun was already half hidden behind the mountain.

Fu Jian was riding on his horse, feeling a rare cheerful mood in recent days.

Fu An asked, "Have you calmed down?"

"Ah."

After hearing the answer, Fu An immediately said to Fu Ding, "Did you see that? Don't mess with your master. He was already thinking of all sorts of tricks the whole way here, and before he even entered the village and met the people, he said he'd let it go, but what happened? He's just let out all his anger."

"So what?" Fu Jian did not feel embarrassed by going back on his word, and he did not use violence against anyone. He just asked some questions and walked around a few times.

"Besides, I haven't asked her for a box-filling gift on behalf of Afu yet."

Asking for gifts from a poor orphan girl, who was once my junior's maid... Jiang An drove his horse forward a few steps. He still had some shame.

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After the Fu Jian trio came, Jiang Yan could no longer hide the experiences that she had previously deleted and concealed.

After the "siege and interrogation" was over, the elders felt sorry for her bumpy journey and were also afraid of the poisonous mushroom powder she made that could knock out several big men.

They didn't know yet that Jiang Yan had hidden some new mushrooms in various places around the house. However, from then on, whenever they saw Jiang Yan going into the back mountain with a bamboo basket filled with mushrooms, they would express their concern, either openly or covertly, making sure not to pick or eat the wrong ones.

As for Jiang Yan's confession that she did it intentionally for self-defense, the elders of Dongshan Village were unwilling to believe it. Instead, they stubbornly believed that she had picked the wrong mushrooms and accidentally saved her own life and the lives of her companions.

As for the other young people in Dongshan Village who were listening with great interest, they were ordered not to imitate Jiang Yan's dangerous behavior and not to spread the matter to anyone.

……

The craftsmen at the Hao Mansion worked quickly and refurbished the bamboo and wooden thresher in less than three days.

Under the anticipation of the whole village, the front end of the half-unused wheat straw that had been prepared early was sent into the drum with the step of the foot pedal, and the wheat ears and grains were immediately pulled off and fell to the bottom of the bin.

After passing the contents of the wooden warehouse through the Fenggu cart again, Jiang Xing grabbed a handful from the bucket and examined it carefully. Finally, he said with red eyes, "Okay, okay, okay."

Although the results are not as neat and clean as those of the experienced farmers, this is only the first time and it is already very good.

In a few years, even if these elderly people find it difficult to swing the flail, with these two things, they won’t have to worry about not being able to help and having to eat idle food.

Jiang Xing put down the wheat grains and walked over to Jiang Yan, saying gently, "Yanni'er, if you can think of any more farm tools that can make working in the fields easier, just tell me. I'll take charge. The wood in the village will be used by you three."