The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1132 - 955, Ruthlessly Destroying Flowers

Before Yan Yihuan and Yan Yishuang left Liangdu, Daohua had met with them and Han Xinran twice more, knowing that they might not bring everything they needed, so she gave them many practical items.

In mid-July, Yan Yihuan and Yan Yishuang left Liangdu with their respective husbands.

Jinwei Guard was adjacent to Lanwu Guard, so the group could travel together for part of the way.

The further west they went, the more desolate it became.

Yan Yihuan and Yan Yishuang sat in their carriages, looking at the desolate scenery outside, both feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

"We are not going to the westernmost part of Xiliang, and it’s already this desolate. I can’t imagine how barren Ganzhou Guard must be, where our eldest sister followed our brother-in-law."

Yan Yishuang sighed.

Outside the carriage, Xue Yi heard this and laughed, "Ganzhou Guard used to be the poorest and most impoverished guard in Xiliang, but not anymore. Since brother-in-law arrived in Ganzhou Guard, although I can’t say it has completely transformed, the lives of the people have greatly improved."

Yan Yihuan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law is skilled in leading troops to battle; I didn’t expect him to be so capable in managing a place as well."

You Kai took over the conversation, "Not only is brother-in-law amazing, your eldest sister is also very impressive. Xiliang has many mountains and slopes, and there is little flat land in Ganzhou Guard. To solve the problem of land shortage, your eldest sister has directly transformed the sloping mountains into terraced fields."

Xue Yi also added, "Indeed, changing sloping mountains into terraced fields is truly incredible. It not only increased the area of cultivable land but also effectively mitigated soil erosion. Now Jinwei Guard is also doing the same."

Seeing her husband speaking so highly of Daohua, Yan Yihuan and Yan Yishuang were not surprised at all.

Their eldest sister had always been so capable since she was young; they had long been used to it.

Yan Yishuang took a deep breath, "If eldest sister can have a good life in Xiliang, so can we."

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After seeing off Yan Yihuan and the others, Xiao Yeyang and Daohua each started getting busy with their affairs.

Xiao Yeyang took over the Commander Office, with responsibilities to settle disabled soldiers and the families of fallen soldiers, as well as to eliminate the remnants of the Wei Family’s power and get acquainted with the officials in the office. He spent a long period coming home late from work.

On Daohua’s side, she first had to meet with the wives of Liangdu officials, then she was busy acquiring fields and estates, and managing all kinds of household affairs, also incredibly busy.

"Every move means another round of busyness, I hope we never have to move again."

Once matters with the fields and estates were settled, Daohua could finally take a breath.

Guyu heard her master’s complaint and laughed, "As the Prince is commanded to manage Xiliang, I suspect we will be living in the Prince Residence from now on. The next time we move, it’s likely going back to Beijing."

Daohua chuckled, "That’s true." Then looking at the sky, she asked, "Is Daozi still with his grandmother?"

Guyu nodded with a smile, "He should be. Uncle Chu made a wooden sword for Little Prince, and he loves it so much. But Uncle Chu won’t give the wooden sword to Little Prince, so now Little Prince runs to Chunhui Courtyard every day."

Daohua laughingly said, "Uncle Chu is doing it on purpose, using the wooden sword to lure Daozi over."

As soon as the words were out, Daohua heard ’thump, thump, thump’ running footsteps coming from outside the corridor.

With such frequent and rapid footsteps, only her son could make them.

Then, a plump little figure appeared in Daohua’s view.

Daozi was now very steady on his feet, and under the watch of maids and nannies, he was even able to run for short distances on flat ground.

However, stepping over door thresholds was still a bit tricky for him.

Daozi still had to squat down and climb over thresholds with his body prone, which looked inconvenient, but the little fellow didn’t allow the maids or nannies to carry him, insisting on entering by himself.

Daohua watched with a smile as her son threw himself into her arms; seeing his cheek flushed and his eyebrows dancing, she knew he had been having a great time outside.

"Was it fun over at Grandma’s?"

Daozi quickly nodded his head: "It is fun, Grandpa Chu, playing with swords..." Saying this, he even made some gestures with his hands.

Daohua took the pomegranate juice brought over by Guyu, fed her son with a spoon, and then said, "Grandpa Chu taught you swordplay, right?"

Daozi swallowed the pomegranate juice, nodding vigorously, "And flying!"

"He even took you flying, right?"

"Mhm!"

Daozi shared his joy with his mother, then stared eagerly at the pomegranate juice in Daohua’s hand, mouth agape, waiting to be fed.

The pomegranate juice was sour and sweet, his favorite drink.

Daohua fed her son a few spoonfuls before stopping: "Dinner is about to start, let’s save our appetite to eat the delicious food at Great-Grandfather’s."

The mother was taking away the fruit juice he loved to drink. Daozi was initially unhappy, but when he heard that they were going to see Great-Grandfather, he was cheerful again. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Great-Grandfather’s yard had many beautiful flowers and plants, and he loved to pick them.

At dinner time, Daohua took her son to Nanshan Hall. Just as she was about to instruct the maids to serve the food, she saw her son leading the old master out into the courtyard.

Watching her son boldly pluck a hibiscus flower from its pot while Great-Grandfather laughed and clapped beside him, Daohua couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

If Father knew that the precious flower he had sent from afar to Great-Grandfather for his enjoyment had been wrecked by his son, who knows if he would send another next year.

While Daohua was still reflecting on this, Daozi moved on to pick a chrysanthemum.

With a hibiscus in his left hand and a chrysanthemum in his right, watching her son bring a flower in each hand towards her, Daohua remarked, "You really know how to decimate flowers!"

Daozi didn’t understand, walked up to Daohua, compared the two flowers in his hands, then placed them on the ground, and tugged at Daohua’s skirt, asking her to crouch down.

Daohua immediately saw her son’s intention and was reluctant, unwilling to squat down.

Daozi was unhappy, tugging even harder.

Seeing Daohua’s reluctance to cooperate, Gu Jian immediately said, "Daozi is showing his filial piety by wanting to decorate your hair with flowers, why aren’t you appreciative?"

Daohua: "..." She didn’t want that kind of filial piety!

In the end, Daohua, seeing her son’s look of determination not to give up until he achieved his goal, squatted down reluctantly.

Daozi saw his mother squat down and immediately grinned, picking up the hibiscus from the ground and inserting it into Daohua’s hair.

At first, Daohua was extremely reluctant, but when Xiao Yeyang came back and her son put the green chrysanthemum on his head, she suddenly felt much better.

Xiao Yeyang wore it for a while before taking it off, telling his son about the preciousness of these flowers: "If you keep picking them every day, they will soon be gone."

Who knew, Daozi waved his hand imperiously: "There are plenty!" He had plenty to pick for a long time.

Xiao Yeyang was left speechless by Daozi and looked at his son’s chubby hands: "No matter how many there are, they will run out if you keep picking them. You mustn’t do that in the future."

Daozi hesitated at this.

Gu Jian immediately reassured him: "Don’t worry, just pick them. If they run out, we’ll have your mother plant more."

Upon hearing this, Daozi immediately smiled and nodded his head.

Daohua and Xiao Yeyang exchanged helpless looks.

Gu Jian looked at them: "It’s just a few flowers being picked. Can you really not bear that?"

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