Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 272: Hard-won
Chapter 272

Zhu'er nodded in agreement, and then said, "Yes, I understand, Sister Xi'er, don't worry!"

Talking and laughing, the two of them headed towards the edge of the field. Before they had reached the distance, they heard Meng Hai's hearty laughter. Xi'er had a smile on his lips, thinking to himself, what did she meet? Coke thing?

Walking in, I saw Chengan and Chu Zigui working hard in the field, while Meng Hai was sitting under a shady tree beside him, very leisurely.

"Father, Xianggong!" Xi'er called out from afar, but this Xianggong was sweet.

As soon as Chu Zigui looked back, he saw Xi'er standing not far from him, smiling, holding a small bamboo basket on his arm, and still waving. The tiredness of the morning disappeared in an instant.

Meng Hai didn't expect Xi'er to come, he just sat there motionless, only waiting for Xi'er to walk in front of him, and then asked, "Why are you here?"

"I think the weather is hot, so I'll bring you something refreshing to eat." Xi'er replied with a smile, took out a large piece of cotton cloth from the bamboo basket and spread it out, and put it in the shade under the tree, as well as some picnic towels .

Zhu'er put the pot in her hand on the cloth, and helped Xi'er arrange the bowls and chopsticks neatly, took out the side dishes and fried dumplings inside, then turned her head and said to the two people in the field, "Master, Cheng, Cheng'an Brother, come over to eat!"

Chu Zigui was waiting for such a sentence, and immediately put down the hoe in his hand, his eyes were fixed on Xi'er, and he walked towards them.

Seeing that Zhu'er called out to him, Cheng An immediately became elated, and followed Chu Zigui with a smile on his face.

"Young madam actually came to deliver the meal in person." Cheng An walked up, saw the refreshing side dishes, fried dumplings, and three bowls of mung bean soup on the tablecloth, and said in surprise.

Chu Zigui listened, and without waiting for Xi'er to say anything, he said first, "My wife loves me as a husband, and you are in the honor of my young master."

"What the young master said is true!" Cheng An nodded hastily before responding.

Meng Hai didn't say anything, and he didn't express any opinion on Chu Zigui's young master's style. After all, this habit can't be changed overnight.

Chu Zigui brought a bowl, handed it to Meng Hai first, and said respectfully, "Father-in-law, you eat first."

"Oh, this." Meng Hai hurriedly took it over, and immediately smiled, "Okay, you can eat too!"

Xi'er sat down beside Chu Zigui, and patiently helped him with dumplings and vegetables, and also helped Meng Hai with vegetables from time to time. The five of them sat on the floor, but they had a very happy lunch.

It was the first time Chu Zigui knew that sitting in the field and eating was like this. This bowl of cold and delicious mung bean porridge was so sweet in his mouth.

After eating, Xi'er didn't linger long, and after a few words, she and Zhu'er tidied up and left with the basket on her shoulders, not intending to let Chu Zigui go home together.

The lady didn't speak, so Chu Zigui could only accept his fate and pick up the hoe again. This kind of field is too tiring, really tiring, even more tiring than learning martial arts by himself.

But with Meng Hai watching, Chu Zigui couldn't give up halfway, he just gritted his teeth and persisted.

Zhu'er followed Xi'er back to her own home, entered the courtyard gate, and then burst out laughing, "Oh, sister Xi'er, you don't feel sorry for the young master's disheveled face, do you?"

"My heart hurts." Xi'er couldn't help sighing as she thought of Chu Zigui's temples that were wet with sweat.

"Then you still let the young master farm the land, and the family doesn't lack that much money." Seeing her sigh, Zhu'er said hastily.

Xi'er shook her head, "That's different. Let him experience it for himself before he realizes that things are hard-won. How can I really expect him to farm the land to support this family?"

"That's true." Zhu'er nodded, obviously agreeing, and immediately touched her stomach, and said aggrievedly, "Sister Xi'er, I'm hungry."

"Then let's eat. After eating, they will be back in a while." Xi'er reached out and rubbed Zhu'er's little head, and then led her towards the kitchen.

"Ah? Then why didn't you come back with us?" Zhu Er's words were actually worried about Cheng An. After all, if the young master didn't come back, Cheng An couldn't come back either.

Xi'er didn't know what Zhu'er was thinking, she just said softly, "It's still early, when the sun gets brighter, I'll be back."

"Okay." Zhu'er could only obediently follow behind Xi'er, the two of them went to eat and cleaned up the kitchen, before they had time to relax, they heard someone knocking on the door.

Zhu Er trotted to open the door, and she really saw the young master and Cheng An coming back, but Cheng An was carrying two hoes, looking extremely embarrassed, Zhu Er felt distressed, and hurried forward to help pick up the hoes. down.

"Master." Zhu'er held a hoe, and then greeted Chu Zigui.

Chu Zigui didn't care, he looked around and didn't see Xi'er coming out, so he couldn't help asking, "Where is your sister Xi'er?"

"Sister Xi'er is helping you two to boil hot water. She said that she must be exhausted and soak your feet."

"My wife is really caring." Chu Zigui smiled knowingly, and went to the kitchen without asking any more questions.

Seeing that Zhu'er wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, Cheng An didn't refuse. He just looked at Zhu'er like this, and after a while he said, "Aren't you angry with me?"

"I wasn't angry with you in the first place!" Zhu Er said shyly, pursing her lips, and said coquettishly.

Cheng An also laughed, "I just said, you can't be angry with me."

Chu Zigui headed towards the kitchen, and when he reached the door of the kitchen, he saw Xi'er standing there boiling water, with a slender figure, looking a little thin.

Thinking of the spring night last night, Chu Zigui just wanted to carry Xi'er to bed.

As soon as Xi'er turned her head, she saw Chu Zigui standing at the door, looking at herself with affection in her eyes, a little reserved, and asked uncomfortably, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Fuck~~you~~" Chu Zigui said this, and he was shameless.

Sure enough, Xi'er's face turned red after a brush, and she raised her head to stare at him, "No one is serious, bring a basin to scoop up water to soak your feet."

"Okay!" Chu Zigui readily agreed, went back to the room and took the foot basin to the kitchen, scooped up half the basin of hot water, and the two of them returned to the room.

Chu Zigui sat by the bed, Xi'er sat next to him with a small stool, helped him massage, and asked, "Is it hard?"

"It's okay." Chu Zigui smiled, and wanted to raise his hand to touch Xi'er's face, but after a second thought, he took it back.

Even at this moment, Xi'er also realized something was wrong, grabbed his hand, looked at the glistening blisters on it, and immediately felt distressed, "How did you make it like this in the morning!"

(End of this chapter)