Chapter 167: Hands off the shopkeeper

Style: Historical Author: Fang YaoWords: 1578Update Time: 24/02/20 21:17:45
From May to June this year, there was more rain than in previous years. But it’s already September, the crops are about to be harvested, and it rains frequently. This year’s production will definitely be reduced.

An Ran stood on the porch, looking at the drizzle of rain. The weather was getting cooler, but the current situation was also chilling. If the rain didn't stop, what would happen to the crops in the fields.

An Ran wrote two letters and handed them to Ding Changhe at night when he was around.

"Uncle, send this to Uncle Hai and An Qiao. I'm afraid this year will be bad and winter will be even more difficult, so I want them to prepare in advance."

Ding Changhe pulled An Ran to sit down and said warmly: "Just let them prepare the medicinal materials. It doesn't matter if the food harvest is small. Anyway, I have a farm in the south that can provide for these people."

"It's troublesome to transport it from the south. If you can keep your own rations, you won't have to worry about starvation.

"I will take care of the arrangements for these things, so don't worry about it." ?.?????.ℂ??

It happened that during this period, the weather turned cold, and Ding Changhe suffered an old illness. He had to leave the matter to his deputy and recuperate at home.

An Ran went to the small kitchen in person to make warm and tonic medicated meals. Ding Changhe had seen An Ran often make medicated meals for Xiao Shitou before. Now that he finally had such treatment, he couldn't help but feel very good.

An Ran complained and said, "I used to get injured several times every year. I'll see if you can bear the pain as you get older."

Ding Changhe sat at the table, slowly eating the medicinal food, and casually said, "As a military general, who has not been injured? This medicinal food does not taste bad, what effect does it have."

"This is warm and tonic, it strengthens the body and strengthens the body. I have also suffered internal injuries. Please take it regularly from now on. The longer the root of the disease is left, the harder it will be to cure, and you may suffer in the future."

Ding Changhe finished a cup of medicinal food, wiped his mouth and said, "Okay, as long as Ranran makes it, I will eat it all."

An Ran sat aside and smiled quietly.

In the evening, it was raining lightly outside, stopping and falling.

In the room, An Ran pushed Ding Changhe away and said, "You have already taken leave to recuperate, and you are still so dishonest."

Ding Changhe chuckled twice, raised his upper body, and traced An Ran's brows with his hands.

Being so close, he could see clearly, and there were also faint wrinkles at the corners of An Ran's eyes.

"Of course, tell me what we would have been like if we hadn't been separated for so long."

"I don't know. It should be like many military commanders' families. You lead the troops outside and I guard them at home. They are no different from strangers."

"It seems that no matter what I do, you will be wronged."

"You were not at home, and you didn't like me at that time. Who will suffer if I am not wronged?"

Ding Changhe smiled and said, "Really, why did I ask you to say this? Come here, these are an old couple, why are you so coy?"

An Ran couldn't control Ding Changhe in the end, so he forced himself to lie down after a while.

"I think the uncle is still quite energetic. Why don't you go to work tomorrow?"

Ding Changhe supported his head with one hand and squeezed An Ran's hand with the other and said, "What do you know? You didn't notice the weather. It will be difficult again this year. If this continues, the emperor will have another headache. He has a headache. The people below him will have a headache." Feel better."

An Ran smiled and said, "So I want to hide away, but you have some errands to do, so why don't you show up?"

"As long as there is no big war, I can still handle it. Besides, I will know everything about the Ministry of War. Watching them quarrel in the court every day is boring to death."

An Ran teased and said, "It must be the civil servants who are making the noise. I guess the uncle can't quarrel with them, so he just stays away, right?"

Ding Changhe curled his lips, "A bunch of idlers have nothing to do. They don't have any good ideas. They drop their school bags every day. It makes me feel sleepy."

An Ran had heard Ding Changhe say many times that literati were too difficult to deal with. He could explain things clearly in just a few sentences, but he had to tell a lot of stories and leave you guessing in the clouds, so he was very reluctant to deal with literati.

An Ran asked Ding Changhe to lie down and said, "I heard from the third brother and sister that the fourth brother's marriage has been settled. We will get married this winter. What position do you want to arrange for the fourth brother."

Ding Changning's knowledge is good, but he is limited to a scholar, and his ranking is not high. In the past two years, Ding Changhe asked him to help take care of things outside the house, and also to practice his interpersonal communication.

"I gave him the position of county magistrate at the local level. His ranking is not high and he has no qualifications. It is difficult to get along in the capital. It will be easier if he can achieve results at the local level."

An Ran reminded him in a low voice, "Explain it clearly to your fourth brother and don't let him think that you didn't try your best to help."

After all, as Ding Changhe, he only planned a county magistrate for his younger brother. It would be bad if this caused a gap in his brother's heart.

"There are two positions. I will explain to him which one he will choose. I plan to let him take office in the spring of next year."

Since An Ran became pregnant, all the affairs of the house have been handed over to Ding Zhou, so Ding Zhou is naturally in charge of Ding Changning's wedding arrangements.

Ding Zhou arranged things and found An Ran.

"Sister-in-law, this is the gift list, this is the guest list, and these are the dishes prepared by the kitchen. Sister-in-law, please help me take a look. Is there anything missing?"

An Ran smiled and had to say that although Ding Zhou was a bit arrogant, the girl who came from a military general's family acted straightforwardly.