Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Lin Tingting, however, didn't seem to care, raising her chin: "I'm pretty enough. I'll make your brother fall for me."

Su Wanqing returned to the kitchen, took out a large bowl of fried meatballs from her spatial storage, and put more than thirty large meat buns into a steamer to heat them up. She quickly made a pot of egg drop soup, and then cut a watermelon with a sandy flesh to plate it—dinner was ready.

For the rest of the time, she would lie on the kang (a heated brick bed), eating cantaloupe, grapes, and peaches, and happily using her consciousness to survey the space, feeding and cleaning the livestock.

The good news is that all the vegetables in the space have matured thanks to the tenfold growth rate; the bad news is that the fruits will have to wait another month or so, and we can only rely on the tenfold return to eat them sparingly.

She hadn't used up her "Craftsmanship Grid" and "Tenfold Return" chances for today. She thought for a moment; the feed was almost gone—even though she'd already used the tenfold return, she might as well try again. So she put two thousand catties of feed into the "Craftsmanship Grid" and selected preliminary processing.

The feed is now cooked and smells even better, but otherwise, it seems unchanged. However, the good news is: the tenfold return opportunity has been refreshed!

After another "tenfold return", the feed increased to 20,000 jin, which chickens, sheep and horses could eat, and it was even more palatable.

These 20,000 jin are enough to eat for a while. The chickens in the space have multiplied to more than 200, and there are more than 40 red-tailed chickens. She hardly manages them. As long as she forgets to collect the eggs, these chickens can hatch in just two or three days.

Based on the time calculation, with a tenfold growth rate, it can indeed hatch in two or three days.

As for the other animals like sheep, horses, and pigs, they have not yet reproduced on their own.

"Let's choose a different test subject next time," Su Wanqing pondered.

For now, "Craftsmanship" can at least be used as a "refreshing machine for returning attempts," so it's not a bad deal.

After eating until they were half full, Zhou Yanshen finished his work. Uncle Ding tidied up the yard spotlessly—Su Wanqing finally realized where Ding Xiaomei inherited her restless nature: Uncle Ding hadn't taken a break since he was able to work in the fields.

They are the kind of people who can't sit still at all.

She complements Su Wanqing perfectly; she's the kind of person who's completely free.

She got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and called to Zhou's mother, who was paralyzed on the kang, and Uncle Ding in the yard, and Zhou Yanshen and the others to eat.

"Oh, sister-in-law, this is too much! I could smell the aroma while I was working in the backyard..." Qin Xiao followed Zhou Yanshen into the house and felt embarrassed when he saw the table full of food.

These days, nobody's well-off; how can anyone afford to eat and drink like this?

Zhou Yanshen placed several cans of malted milk powder and canned fruit on the shelf and said to Qin Xiao, "Don't be shy, it's not right for me to accept so many things you brought."

Su Wanqing greeted them with a smile, "Even if you weren't here, we'll still have this to eat today. You've worked all day, so sit down and eat."

On the table was a large bowl of golden, crispy meatballs, served with egg drop soup, and accompanied by soft, fragrant meat buns—the buns had been processed by the space and were incredibly delicious.

Qin Xiao didn't believe it. Who eats in such large bowls? It must be because they came.

Zhou Yanshen ate six large steamed buns in one go. Qin Xiao, on the other hand, gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Delicious! So delicious!" He also ate six large steamed buns without realizing it.

Even Qin Xue squinted her eyes happily and couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, can I live with you from now on?" She suddenly felt that living with Su Wanqing wouldn't be bad... She even thought that it would be great if she were a man.

Qin Xiao: "..." He quickly stuffed a meatball into his sister's mouth, "Just eat it and don't talk." His sister was unpredictable and often said surprising things.

In short, the food Su Wanqing prepared was eaten clean. Even she had to marvel at how big people's appetites were these days; it would be a shame not to go to a buffet.

After the meal, Zhou Yanshen escorted Qin Xiao and his sister to the farm's guesthouse—they had brought a letter of introduction, otherwise the guesthouse wouldn't have let them stay.

Su Wanqing lazily lay back down on the bed.

Lately, for some reason, she's been feeling lethargic and likes to eat while lying down. When Zhou Yanshen came back and saw her slumped over, he assumed she was tired, so he went to get a bathtub and filled it with hot water.

"Shall I wash you up before you go to sleep?" Although it was almost September, it got dark late in Xinjiang, not until 11 p.m., and the days were hot and dry, so you would be covered in sweat by the end of the day.

He was counting down the days; his wife's period was approaching, and she was bound to feel uncomfortable. He figured he might as well take a bath now to avoid any inconvenience when it came.

Su Wanqing nodded lazily: "Okay... Shall we shower together? It'll save time."

The bathtub was quite large, enough for the two of them. Zhou Yanshen, seemingly lost in thought, blushed slightly and hummed in agreement, "I'll wash you first."

But Su Wanqing underestimated Zhou Yanshen's size—he looked strong and muscular, but in reality, he had broad shoulders and a wide back, and his body was full of muscles. When she first sat down, she felt that there was plenty of room, but after Zhou Yanshen squeezed in, most of the water overflowed.

The two were huddled close together in the bathtub.

"Wanqing, turn around, I'll rub your back," Zhou Yanshen said in a hoarse voice.

He simply couldn't stand the way his wife looked in front of him.

But to everyone's surprise, even turning around couldn't save it.

Once it turned around, it never turned back.

Later, they moved to the kang (a heated brick bed). Then, Zhou Yanshen had to fetch another basin of hot water and wash Su Wanqing again.

The young wife was truly exhausted in the end, and he carried her onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and held her as she fell asleep.

Today... it wasn't his initiative.

With just a gentle flick of his wrist from his young wife, he was utterly defeated.

"From now on, we still can't bathe together in the tub anymore," Zhou Yanshen thought to himself, looking at the sleeping person in his arms.

He counted the days, feeling a little regretful—his wife's due date was approaching, and he would have to stay up for another seven or eight days.

But they waited for several days and it still didn't come.

Zhou Yanshen had prepared brown sugar water for her several days in advance, but her period was still late. His wife had been unusually clingy at night lately, and he didn't want to ask too much, fearing she would experience abdominal pain when her period came. He just hoped it could be delayed for a few more days.

Over the next few days, Zhou Yanshen and Qin Xiao worked together and quickly completed the new wall. The front yard was about forty square meters, and the back yard was expanded to more than sixty square meters. Considering that they would need coal in the winter, they also built a low shed to store the fuel.

Uncle Ding also planted new vegetables in the field.

Su Wanqing's new home in the countryside was finally completed. The two piglets Zhou Yanshen had requested were also delivered to the backyard, adding even more work to the day. Uncle Ding got up at six every morning to cut grass, cook pig feed, mix chicken and sheep feed, and prepare horse fodder…

In short, even Su Wanqing felt that Uncle Ding was working too hard, but Uncle Ding was working with great enthusiasm and couldn't be stopped—he was so diligent that even capitalists would be moved to tears.

Oh, Uncle Ding is so diligent and sensible. He always praises the food when he eats, and he runs incredibly fast when he's working. He's also like an invisible man. Tell me, who wouldn't like an old man like that?