Splendid peasant girl busy farming

That night, Old Yang must have suffered from insomnia.

But Yang Huazhong tilted his head and fell asleep next to the pillow. There was no other way, he would sleep extraordinarily well at night after doing a lot of strenuous work during the day.

In the small second room across the main road, Bamei Cao and Xiuhong finished cooking dinner, and after calling Li Wei to eat dinner together, Li Wei left.

Cao Bamei ordered Xiuhong: "Second girl, you can help mother, just put the bowls and chopsticks in the pot. If your mother feels uncomfortable, go back to the room and lie down. I will wash it tomorrow. You don't need to wash it."

Xiu Hong was a little nervous, "Didn't you say earlier that it doesn't hurt? Do you want to ask Wang Shengbo to come over and have a look?"

Bamei Cao waved her hand: "There's no need to waste that unjust money, I'll be fine after I get some sleep."

Xiuhong asked Bamei Cao again: "Mother, why don't I go to the Sun's house and ask my aunt to come over and have a look?"

The eldest aunt in Xiuhong's mouth is the Dasun family, because the Dasun family and his wife are Cao Bamei's elder brother and sister-in-law.

Therefore, Xiuxiu and Xiuhong, like Yang Ruoqing, called Dasun to be their aunt.

But on the old Yang's side, Yang Ruoqing was separated from their sisters by generations.

Therefore, this is a muddled account, and there is no need to clarify it, nor can it be clarified. You can shout whatever you want, and everyone can do it according to their own situation.

Bamei Cao shook her head again: "Oh, this head seems to be full of bean curd flowers, I can't shake it."

Bamei Cao closed her eyes in pain and confessed to Xiu Hong: "Don't shout to anyone, I know my old troubles myself, I'll be fine after a night of sleep, if I can't do it tomorrow I'll kill a chicken and numb the remaining eight or two days at home Just cook it."

"Stop yelling this and that, everyone is busy with things, mother, I'll go back to the house first, second girl, take your brother to bed as soon as you finish, the door must be closed at night, and the bolt behind the door must be fastened."

Bamei Cao confessed, rubbed her temples deeply and then went back to the dormitory.

Xiu Hong also quickly got to work. She brought her younger brother Xiaosanzi to the stove and told him: "Just play with the old yellow dog here for a while, and after my sister finishes washing the pots and dishes, I will take you to bed."

The third son was brought up by his second sister since he was a child, and even now the siblings sleep in the same room. In this regard, the third son is a bit like Yang Ruoqing and Xiao An back then.

At that time, Yang Ruoqing was 12 years old when she first transmigrated, and Xiao An was only four years old.

The parents are busy, bathing and putting the youngest brother to bed at night, and most of the time it is the elder sister who does it.

So in a certain sense, half of Yang Ruoqing's feelings for Xiao An are siblings, and half is equivalent to raising him as her own child.

After all, Yang Ruoqing traveled here, her body was a 12-year-old girl, but her soul was already 27!

Although Xiuhong didn't time travel, the relationship between Xiuhong and his younger brother is almost the same.

So Xiuhong told Xiaosanzi, and Xiaosanzi listened obediently, squatting in a corner of the kitchen, pushed the old yellow dog to the ground, touched the dog's generous back with his little hand, and said some childish words.

Xiu Hong rolled up her sleeves to wash the pots and dishes, dipped a loofah sac with something that could foam, and cleaned the large and small bowls in the pot one by one.

Although Bamei Cao had previously told her not to wash it, just put it in the pot.

But Xiuhong insisted on washing it.

Mother loves her, she understands.

But as a girl, washing these bowls and chopsticks is a matter of convenience, especially if my mother is not feeling well, how can I really put the pots and bowls in the pot and wait for my mother to wash them tomorrow?

That's too lazy and passive. Anyway, washing dishes is not tiring.

"Little Sanzi, do you want to eat chicken?" Xiu Hong thought about things in her mind while washing the dishes, suddenly raised her head and smiled and asked the little Sanzi at her feet.

The third son raised his head and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I still want to eat a big chicken drumstick!"

Xiu Hong raised the corners of her mouth: "Okay, tomorrow morning while the chickens are still in the cage, I will catch a chicken, and then we will stew it to replenish my mother's vitality. You can eat one chicken leg and leave the other one for mother."

"Yes, there is Gastrodia elata in my mother's house. I will soak Gastrodia elata and put it in chicken soup to stew together."

Little Sanzi tilted his head and looked confused.

At the end, he asked Xiuhong: "Second Sister, does mother's head stop hurting after drinking Tianma Chicken Soup?"

Xiu Hong nodded: "Yes, at that time when mother gave birth to you, I heard father and mother talking, mother had a headache, and father specially bought gastrodia elata for mother, it's a good thing!"

The third son nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll help the second sister catch the chicken!"

The siblings made an agreement and finished their work, so they tidied up and went back to the house to lie down.

As for the Li Family Village.

Xiuxiu brought a basin of footwashing water and put it in front of Li Wei, rolled up her sleeves and knelt down to wash Li Wei's feet herself.

"You're still pregnant, how can I ask you to wash it for me? Don't be like this..." Li Wei sat by the bed with a flattered expression on his face.

But Xiuxiu forcibly held down Li Wei's feet and put his feet in the water.

"You went to help my mother's family with so much work today, and you are exhausted. You are a great hero, and I must wash your feet for you!" Xiuxiu said.

Li Wei smiled: "It's just working hard, it's not a big deal, it's not that serious!"

"I said you are amazing, and you are!" Xiuxiu said domineeringly on purpose.

Li Wei smiled again, and said modestly: "Compared to the other sons-in-law of your old Yang family, I'm afraid I'm the least promising one!"

"I can't give you dignity and wealth like they do. I'm a farmer and I have no strength."

"If I can't bear this strength any more, what right do I have to marry you? So, it's only natural for me to help my mother-in-law. You don't have to thank me and wash my feet."

Xiuxiu looked up at Li Wei, and was moved by his words until her eyes turned red, and her tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Xiaowei, you are so kind to me and my natal family!" she murmured.

"Although you don't have any big business, you didn't study to become an official, and you didn't join the army to become a general, but you treat me well, you are down-to-earth and sincere."

"You have a lot of strength. You can rush over to help my mother's family when they need help."

"There are some things that money can't make up for. The most real thing is to stay with me and help my family!"

No matter who likes to hear compliments, Li Wei is no exception.

Even though what he said to Xiuxiu earlier contained a large part of acting elements, but behind it, there were so many truths from Xiuxiu.

Of course Li Wei knew that Xiuxiu was not acting, and what Xiuxiu said was from the bottom of his heart.

He was really told by Xiu Xiu's words... his heart was warm, his waist was straightened, and he felt confident.

"Daughter-in-law, it's very kind of you to be considerate of me."

"It is also my blessing, Li Wei, to marry you!"

After saying these words, Li Wei himself was stunned.

After lying for so long, suddenly he became a little more sincere?
Is this... still me?