The little doctor in the farmhouse: the sweet pet of the general

Chapter 31 Repairing the Thatched Cottage
From the moment Jiang Beibei got up, she heard an angry call from outside.

"Sister Jiang, the sun is rising,"

Jiang Beibei rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked to the fence, saw Ding Shulan, and smiled politely, "Sister-in-law of the Ding family, you came back from the field so early!"

Ding Shulan was carrying a basket with some eggplants and potatoes in it.

She handed some to Jiang Beibei, smiled and teased, "Yes! The dishes in the morning are fresh, how can they compare with our sister Jiang."

"I have a considerate and good husband! Your sister-in-law Ding is envious."

This made Jiang Beibei unable to find the reason, the two of them were talking, why did they mention Ning Xicheng for nothing?

She smiled coquettishly, "What did Sister-in-law Ding say? Didn't brother Dazhu treat you very well?"

"How can this compare to the one in your family!"

Hearing Ding Shulan talk about it again, it aroused Jiang Beibei's curiosity.

She looked in the direction Ding Shulan pointed, and it was the thatched cottage bought from the village chief's house.

There are several familiar figures busy outside the thatched cottage.

It was Xia Dashan and Ning Xicheng who were busy with their backs hooked.

Jiang Beibei was startled, explained a few words to Ding Shulan, and hurried over to check the situation.

Xia Dashan found out first, and hurriedly said, "Boss, sister-in-law is here."

"Yeah!" Ning Xicheng wiped his sweat with a sweat towel, and walked out first. The place was too messy, and he didn't intend to let Jiang Beibei intervene.

Jiang Beibei remembered that Ning Xicheng usually got up early and only took a few days off to bathe a month, so he should go to the station to guard today, "Brother Ning?"

"No need to come here."

Ning Xicheng trotted over, shaking the sweat towel on his body, "Recently there is nothing wrong with the resident, anyway, the house has been rented out, so it's time to repair the medicine hall for you."

Jiang Beibei didn't want to ask these questions, mainly because the village chief said, "But, isn't this what we rented? The village chief is willing to let us move!"

She winked, put her hand to her mouth, and said secretly, "If Wang Chunlan knows, she won't make trouble in heaven."

Ning Xicheng was thoughtful, and then looked at Jiang Beibei amusedly, "Look at your usual appearance, so you shouldn't be afraid of her! Besides, this place is too dilapidated, so it won't work unless it's repaired."

Jiang Beibei laughed and nodded silently.

That's right, Brother Ning was there when the sky fell.

Wang Chunlan can't make a fortune.

Seeing that the weather was dry and everyone was doing their work, she must be thirsty, so she turned and went back to the house, where she and Hu Yumei specially prepared sour plum soup for the brothers to drink.

"It's time for tea, everyone, please stop."

Soon, a bucket of cool sour plum soup was brought to the courtyard.

Everyone came to inquire, drank sour plum soup, and kept praising.

"Sister-in-law is really good at craftsmanship!"

Jiang Beibei smiled and continued to hand them sour plum soup, "It's delicious, so drink more."

Ning Xicheng packed his things and came up last. Seeing that his head was covered with sweat and his exposed skin was red, Jiang Beibei's heart tightened instantly.

She pinned Ning Xicheng on the stool forcefully, holding a sweat towel in her small hands to wipe off the sweat.

Ning Xicheng narrowed his eyes, it was very helpful.

He hoarsely said, "A little thirsty."

Jiang Beibei hastily put down the veil again, and passed the sour plum soup to Ning Xicheng, "Brother Ning, this stuff quenches your thirst the most, drink it."

Ning Xicheng was taking advantage of it, but he wanted to make an inch of it. His eyes were half-closed, and he shook his weak arm, "I have no strength."

Jiang Beibei didn't have any doubts, picked up the spoon, "Then I'll feed you, open your mouth."

Ning Xicheng flashed a gleam of joy, obediently.

This scene made others envious, and the sour plum soup in their hands became more sour.

Ding Shulan is a warm-hearted person, and the matter has passed her mind, and it will be revealed within a moment.

Sure enough, it was only half a day.

Many villagers came to Jiang Beibei's house. They held hoes and axes in their hands, and they stood at the door and howled, "Sister Jiang, we are here to help you."

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