Nongmen shrew: Farming with cubs is spoiled by rough men

Chapter 74 Ready to Rake the Paddy Field
Is it really from a rich family?
In fact, Mrs. Qin had doubts too.

From last night to this morning, Liniang actually didn't exchange a few words with her, but judging from her words and actions, it should be from a rich family.

No matter how bad it is, he has seen the world, has studied, and is knowledgeable.

Thinking about it this way, Mrs. Qin gave Qin Xiaomei a straight look: "Why do you care so much? Even if it's not a daughter from a rich family, she must have been a maid who stayed by Miss Qianjin's side."

Qin Xiaomei's last trial still ended without a problem.

It seems that her mother recognized this daughter-in-law, so she stopped talking, but silently brought the dishes and rice to the table.

In fact, after seeing the food, even Mrs. Qin was a little cautious. After all, she was afraid that Liniang would not be used to the simple food.

At this time, she had already forgotten that she bought Liniang from the matchmaker, but licked her face and smiled, "Liniang, it's time to eat."

"Ah."

Liniang responded softly, and sat down slowly with her skirt lifted. When Mrs. Jin saw this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then signaled Qin Xiaomei with her eyes to help her son out of the room.

Qin Pingan heard the commotion inside the house even outside the house, maybe there were some disturbances before, but now it's just that there are more than one person in the house.

As soon as she sat down, Liniang asked softly, "When did Xianggong's leg happen?"

After saying a word, the faces of several people turned pale in an instant.

Ever since Qin Ping'an had this kind of thing, Mrs. Qin and Qin Xiaomei knew that they couldn't mention this matter in front of Qin Ping'an. Now that they mentioned it like this, they were also a little apprehensive.

It was Qin Pingan who said in a deep voice, "It's been two years."

Liniang's eyes swept over his knees: "It's been two years, and my husband still can't stand up, I'm afraid it's going to get better."

Qin Pingan didn't actually tell Liniang that he had no feeling in his legs below the thighs.

For two full years, he had long since given up hope of standing up again.

"Well, it's over."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Mrs. Qin hurriedly greeted her again: "Eat, eat, let's eat."

Liniang is not a fool, when she heard this, she also responded.

When Mrs. Qin was eating, she carefully watched Liniang's expression.

But I saw people chewing and swallowing slowly, eating in small mouthfuls. Although they ate a little slowly, their movements were beautiful. After eating, they put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and gently wiped the corners of their mouths with a handkerchief. .

"Mother, Xianggong, little sister, I'm done eating."

Mrs. Qin immediately laughed from ear to ear: "Oh, eat well, well, mother is afraid that you won't get used to it."

Liniang smiled and said nothing, turned around and entered the room.

Mrs. Qin motioned Qin Xiaomei to help her to help Qin Pingan in again, and then instructed Qin Xiaomei to wash the pots and bowls.

The young couple lived together yesterday, and she put her ears on the door to listen to the movement inside, but there was no sound of talking except for the sound of breathing.

She knew that her son was handicapped, and Liniang had to take the initiative to continue the incense for her family.

She decided to wait until the day after tomorrow to officially get married, and then explain this matter to her in advance.

After thinking about this, he went to the kitchen again, and saw Qin Xiaomei throwing the dishcloth on the table fiercely.

Mrs. Qin scolded: "Xiaomei, what are you doing?"

Qin Xiaomei was startled, and hurriedly put away the dishcloth: "I'm washing the dishes and cleaning the table."

Mrs. Qin said: "I know what you are thinking in your heart. Your sister-in-law has just entered the house, so you can't let her do rough work when she comes in, but she and your brother have married and consummated the house, and this matter will be settled. It's not too late for her to make some fire."

"Really?"

"real."

Mrs. Qin was also telling herself that after all, her family's conditions were not too rich, and she really couldn't afford to support such an idler.

Although now that she has face, she still has to have a face, but the identity of this Liniang... No, she still has to ask the matchmaker to find out.

"Hurry up and wash. After washing, I have to go to the field when I turn around. I'm dawdling. When I come back to see you, you're still dawdling at home to see if I don't clean you up!"

Mrs. Qin went out after she finished speaking, and Qin Xiaomei chased after her and asked, "Mother, where are you going?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

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Qin Zhiyi went to the paddy field to check around. Fortunately, although there was a little less water in it, most of it was still there. This is also a normal phenomenon.

Seeing that the water level was normal, she knew it was time to clean up.

At this time, the mud in the paddy field is soaked, and it is still necessary to rake it again with a ox.

After the big clods were raked away, we could transplant rice seedlings and do other things.

So she went directly to Uncle Qin's house.

Uncle Qin was still eating, and he seemed to have just got up early and went to the field. She said the request again, and Uncle Qin was also very straightforward, and agreed immediately.

He said that he had to get his own land in the morning and rake her again, and it would be afternoon.

After thanking Uncle Qin, she went back.

When I went back, I saw Mrs. Qin hurriedly walking towards the entrance of the village, and I didn't know what to do.

But she doesn't care about these things. She has to rake the land in the afternoon. No one in Qinjiazhuang has ever planted rice. Although there are some people who make corn, they don't have high requirements for water, so no one rakes the land that much.

She has to go back quickly now, it's best to go up the mountain and cut some thicker bamboos to make a rake on the spot.

Fortunately, she was a student of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences before, and she had seen the raking machine before, and she had also seen the raking tools used in agriculture earlier, and now the rough model has been formed in her mind.

After she went back, she started looking for a hatchet at home.

Seeing her anxious look, Grandma said, "Ah Yi, what are you looking for?"

Qin Zhiyi said: "I'm looking for a hatchet, and I want to go to the mountains to chop two thicker bamboos."

"Why are you chopping bamboo?"

She couldn't explain it for a while, so she had to say to Grandma: "Make something, Grandma will know later."

Seeing the figures of He Chengxuan and Fei Chengsheng, Qin Zhiyi thought for a while, then walked towards them.

Seeing Qin Zhiyi coming, Fei Chengcheng felt warm in his heart, at least the woman in front of him finally took the initiative to talk to him.

"Mr. Fei, I want to go up the mountain and cut two longer bamboo poles. It's about this thick. I need four or five bamboo poles. Can you help me?"

It wasn't that she was willing to speak, but that four or five bamboo poles were thicker than her arms and wrists. Even if they could be chopped off, she really couldn't be sure to bring them back.

But if you meet Fei Chengsheng and He Changxuan who have practiced martial arts, it may not be so.

Fei Chengcheng responded: "Well, I'll go get it now, but you have to tell me which bamboo forest you get."

She nodded, and she also knew that there seemed to be no one on the mountain, but it was divided by the villagers one by one. In some places, bamboo can be cut, and in some places, it cannot be cut.

He said: "I'll be with you, let's go up the mountain next time, and I'll show you."

(End of this chapter)