Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Shen Qing looked at her and waited for a while. Seeing that she just lowered her head and didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more questions.

"I'm new here, and I find the local customs and people in Peach Blossom Town quite nice. The villagers are also very kind to me."

"I plan to stay here for a few more days." His voice was very gentle, as if he were having a casual chat.

"As for whether it depends on you or your young master, come find me anytime you've figured it out."

Lin Xiuer was in a state of confusion and couldn't think of any good ideas for a while. She nodded, stood up, and took out a few coins from her sleeve and placed them on the table.

"Thank you, sir," she said.

The doctor waved his hand: "No need for a consultation fee, and I haven't written any prescriptions."

Lin Xiuer still put the money down, considering it hush money.

She turned and walked a few steps, then couldn't help but look back.

Seeing that the doctor was already greeting the next customer with a smile, he did not show any other expression.

Lin Xiuer then withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward.

But a heavy stone weighed on my heart. I sighed, quickened my pace, and headed towards the vegetable stalls.

Passing by a tofu stall, she bought a few pieces of fresh, steaming tofu. She also picked out a few sections of white, crisp-looking fresh lotus root from a nearby stall.

Xiao He was standing in front of the live poultry stall when she saw her coming, and her eyes lit up.

"Sister, there aren't many chickens left, just these few."

Lin Xiuer went over and saw five or six chickens sparsely squatting in the cage, some fat and some thin, but they all looked to be in good spirits.

"Is that all?" she asked the stall owner.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man, tanned dark by the sun, squatting on the ground tidying up the chicken coop. Hearing the question, he looked up and grinned.

"That's all. We sold out quickly today. If Madam Lin wants them all, take them all and I'll give you a discount."

Lin Xiuer counted them; six. Thinking about the number of people who had helped today, she nodded.

"Okay, I'll take them both."

The stall owner deftly grabbed the chickens one by one from the cage, tied their claws with straw rope, held them upside down, and handed them to Lin Xiuer.

Lin Xiuer took a few, and Xiao He took a few as well. The six chickens were held upside down, flapping their wings and clucking loudly.

"This isn't easy to carry either," Lin Xiuer said, a little worried.

The stall owner waved his hand: "Anyway, I'll have nothing to do after buying the chicken. Is your house far away? I'll deliver it to you."

"Not far, just that old house in the west of town."

The stall owner paused for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, you know the place. I'll pack it up and deliver it to you in a bit."

Lin Xiuer thanked her and then added, "Just drop us off at the door; we'll be tidying up there today."

After saying that, she and Xiaohe went to the grocery store to pick up the bowls, chopsticks and plates they had bought earlier.

The shopkeeper had already packed everything up. Seeing them come in, he greeted them with a smile, "Madam Lin, everything is here. Take a look."

Lin Xiuer opened the bundle and looked inside. There were bowls, chopsticks, and plates, all tied tightly with straw rope.

She paid the money, put the bundle into her basket, and walked westward with Xiaohe.

The sun had risen high, and it was nearly noon.

Xiao He walked beside her, carrying a basket on her back, a smile on her lips.

"Sister, are you going to feed all those chickens yourself?"

"No, there are a lot of people working today, and it's tiring, so we need to braise a big pot of it."

"Is the braised chicken delicious?"

"It's delicious, very fragrant."

Xiao He swallowed hard, her eyes sparkling.

Lin Xiuer couldn't help but laugh when she saw how greedy she looked.

Lin Xiuer led Xiao He in her hand, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw that everything inside was already bustling with activity.

The door was wide open, and you could hear voices and the sound of things being moved inside.

The front yard has been completely transformed, and the area in front of the west wing has been almost tidied up. All the grass has been removed, revealing the uneven, muddy ground underneath.

Ping An emerged from the west wing, carrying a pile of rotten wooden planks. He was wearing a short brown coat, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the strong muscles on his forearms.

His face was a little dusty, and his forehead was sweaty, but he looked even more attractive than usual.

He looked up and saw Lin Xiuer, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

"You're back?"

Lin Xiuer nodded, placed the basket on her back in the shade under the eaves, rolled up her sleeves, and came over to help.

"Where are you at? Let me help."

Ping An stepped aside to make way for her to go in.

Inside the west wing, Hu Yidao was squatting in the corner, holding a hoe and digging at the old stove.

Half of the stove had already collapsed, and the rest was cracked. When he swung his hoe, the adobe bricks fell down with a whoosh.

"This stove is no longer working," Hu Yidao said without turning his head.

"It all has to be torn down and rebuilt. I'll go get some yellow mud, mix it with straw, and the resulting stove will be sturdy and easy to burn."

Lin Xiuer leaned over to take a look.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Brother Hu. I bought bowls and chopsticks, tofu and lotus root, and a few chickens. Once your stove is built, we'll add the pig offal and braise a pot of it."

Hu Yidao's eyes lit up: "That's great!"

The two young masters, Wu Liangcai and Chen Mingxuan, were also inside, each holding a broken basket and picking up broken tiles and other junk that they didn't know what it was.

Both of them were covered in sweat and their faces were smeared with dust, but they worked very hard and didn't complain about being dirty or tired at all.

"Sister Lin is here!" Wu Liangcai looked up, saw her, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "How did we do?"

Lin Xiuer looked around and saw that most of the clutter in the west wing had been cleared away, with broken tiles, rotten wood, and tattered rags piled up in several heaps.

There were a few broken pieces of furniture piled up in the corner, crooked and unusable.

"Wow, that's amazing!" she praised sincerely. "You've accomplished this in such a short time."

Chen Mingxuan wiped his sweat and chuckled, "That's right, we're not just good at eating."

Xiao He stood at the door, looking at the few people busy inside, feeling a little helpless.

Lin Xiuer turned to look at her and beckoned, "Xiao He, come in and help. Pick up the broken tiles over there and put them in the basket, be careful not to cut your hands."

Xiao He nodded, rolled up her sleeves, and went inside.

She worked efficiently, squatting down to pick up the broken tiles. The edges of the broken tiles were sharp, so she pinched the corners with two fingers and gently placed them in the basket without any carelessness.

Lin Xiuer glanced at her and nodded inwardly.

This girl has work experience.

She went inside, found a broken basket, and started picking up the large pieces of debris.

Ping An was standing nearby, and their arms occasionally brushed together when they passed each other. Lin Xiuer looked up at him, he smiled at her, and then lowered his head to continue working.

After dismantling the stove, Hu Yidao stood up, dusted off his hands, and went out to find water and mud.

The well is in the corner of the courtyard, partially hidden by an old locust tree.

The well platform was made of bluestone slabs, covered with moss and slippery. A broken wooden board covered the well opening. Hu Yidao lifted the board and peered inside.

It was pitch black inside, and you couldn't see the depth, but you could smell the stench of rotting mud.

"This well is terrible. There should be water down there, but it's too dirty," Hu Yidao said.

"The fallen leaves and mud have probably reached the bottom of the well. We need to find someone to clean it up."