Meng Cangyun thought to herself that with her petite figure, whether she can give birth naturally is still a question.

However, there is no technology for caesarean section here, so what should I do?

This is not a choice at all, so it is better not to give birth.

"Since you are afraid, we don't want it." Sihai Bugui seemed to see through her thoughts.

"No, I'm not afraid, but in this life, I can only give birth to a baby for you."

Meng Cangyun calmed down her spirit and snuggled in her arms with a happy expression on her face.

She is very glad that she is a husband who knows her mood so well.

...

After Wu Damei drank two glasses of sober tea and washed her face, she finally woke up.

She still remembered what Si Qing said clearly.

I am really careless, drinking can be tiring.

I just hope that this Uya Siqing is not the one sent by the above.

But thinking about it, it shouldn't be possible.

Let’s investigate now. Why do you still bring two beautiful men?

Thinking of this, it seemed that there was no such possibility, and Wu Damei's heart was slowly relieved.

I have neither embezzled nor accepted bribes, but I just said a few wrong words.

If this is the case, then the problem will not be very big.

After trying hard to comfort himself, Wu Damei took a step forward.

"Si Qing, I want to go to the field to see it. If you rest for a while, or..."

Before Wu Damei could speak, Wu Ya Siqing said lightly: "Go with you."

She stood up and greeted her.

"Okay, it should be time to let go, I have to come." Wu Damei smiled and walked towards the gate.

...

When they arrive at the farmland, what they should prepare is almost ready.

There were a few more weak men standing there in the open space in front of the cultivated land.

There was basically a basket hanging on their hands, which should have been to bring lunch to their wives.

Although Wu Ya Siqing always couldn't understand why the difference between these people and the Palace Lord was so far apart as a man.

But for some reason, she, as a woman from the Dream Clan, prefers the type of Dianjun rather than these weak people.

Perhaps, because she was infected by His Highness, this concept is becoming more and more similar to her.

I don’t know why I suddenly thought about Dianjun, but Wu Ya Siqing bit her thin lip lightly.

She calmed down and muttered to herself: "I just like that type, not him."

Thinking about it, I suddenly realized that it might not be a change in my concept.

Looking at such a person, and thinking about the palace king who is like a banished immortal, who would like these weak men?

She raised her eyebrows before following Wu Damei.

Wherever Wu Damei passed by, occasionally one or two men would call her "village branch".

Although there was still a little fear on their faces, they could hardly feel respect.

Perhaps, this is what Wu Damei is upset.

She didn't dare to be greedy, because she was trying to make these people fill their stomachs.

But for more than ten years, he has become a laughing stock in the hearts of others.

In the eyes of these people, she is just a useless little official, and everyone will not feel favored because of her pity for them.

When Wu Yasiqing and Wu Damei walked to the river, a younger woman came up to meet her.

"Wucun Branch, looking at the water level, this water should be able to be introduced." said the woman with a slightly darker skin than Wu Damei.

Wu Damei nodded and turned around to look at the arable land where everyone was still working.

"Have everything done?" she said in a deep voice.

"It's basically done, but the few acres of land there are still land reclamation." The woman pointed to a piece of cultivated land in the distance.

Wu Damei looked back and looked at the height of the river.

"Cleaning the hay at the gate, and after a stick of incense, prepare to open the gate."

"The water won't flow there all at once, so soak the ground here first."

"Let me find someone to go downstream to find out if the next batch of people have been replaced."

"Now, the key is the downstream, the water must be pumped up day and night."

"Yes, the village branch." The woman nodded and turned to arrange things.

"That's the captain, he's very careful in doing things."

After giving up these words, Wu Damei had already walked over and walked towards the gate.

Seeing this, Wu Ya Siqing followed her.

Looking at Wu Damei's technique, she also began to clean up at another gate.

Everyone showed nothing about her arrival.

Occasionally someone looked at her and instantly left her eyes.

The problem of food and clothing in the second half of the year has not been solved yet. The family’s food is here, so who is still in the mood to pay attention to what is there?

They would not show anything about Wu Damei doing things herself, as if they were used to it.

In the following time, Uya Siqing spent all the help, and occasionally said a few words to Wu Damei, but they were all irrelevant words.

...

The four seas Bugui walked a lot of roads with Meng Cangyun in his arms, almost walking around several nearby villages.

Now, everyone is rushing to farm, and every village uses water wheels to supply water.

Overall, the situation in each village is not much different.

After leaving the village called Taohua Village, they set out on their way home.

"If I don't return, I always feel something strange."

Walking on these unmanned paths, Meng Cangyun snuggled in the arms of the world without returning.

"You mean..." Sihai Bugui said softly.

"Although it seems that the situation in each village is similar, I just don't know why, but I think there are some places that are different."

"People have different enthusiasms." Sihai Bugui lowered his head and looked at her.

Meng Cangyun pondered for a while, and her frowning brow finally stretched out.

"Yes, that's the difference in enthusiasm."

"Today, the people we saw in Xinghua Village were very attentive in their work, but the few villages we saw in the afternoon were different."

"Why is that?"

"Maybe their goals are different."

The world's no return brought his sight back to the road and accelerated the speed.

It was almost dark, and his Cang Yun was about to shout hungry again soon, and he had to go back early.

His skills are better than those of ordinary people. Meng Cangyun sat in his arms and felt very safe and was not afraid of falling off at all.

Thinking of his words, Meng Cangyun frowned again, not knowing what she was thinking.

The drought brings hunger to everyone.

Without food, isn’t everyone’s goal all about food and clothing?

But, Bugui is right, their enthusiasm is different, it is really different.

So what exactly is it for making these people look so different?

Are they richer? Neither.

Looking at those houses, it was almost the same.
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