After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

When Qin Yao's side had all the soap materials ready, the convoy led by Liu Bai and Liu Fei set off for Fucheng again carrying a thousand finished book boxes.

In the factory, apart from the accounting matters that require her, there are other people in charge of everything else. She only comes to her for advice occasionally, so Qin Yao rarely has time to relax.

After Carpenter Liu established a team of craftsmen, he felt much more relaxed. He no longer had to do this and that by himself. He finally felt like being a boss.

When Qin Yao and Awang were cutting freshly baked soap together, the village chief came over leisurely with his hands behind his back and reminded her that it was time to go to the county town to complete the procedures for the stationery factory.

Qin Yao slapped her head, "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I almost forgot!"

The village chief said with a kind smile, "Then when do you think we should go?"

"Tomorrow?" Qin Yao asked tentatively, she had plenty of time.

The village chief nodded, "Then let's go together tomorrow morning. You can be busy then. I'll be back."

He raised his hand to signal Qin Yao not to see him off, got up and left.

But Qin Yao still followed him to the dam in front of his house before returning.

The door was left open when someone was at home. As soon as she walked in, two strangers followed her into the yard.

It was a father and daughter. After entering the door, the older one found the ax in the yard and started chopping firewood against the wood blocks that had not yet had time to be chopped.

The younger one found the broom placed by the door, picked it up and swept it in the yard.

what's the situation?
Qin Yao was a little confused, because she didn't feel that the two of them posed any threat to her, so she didn't kick them out immediately.

Awang was also startled. After a while, he realized that someone was actually taking his job. He frowned quickly and put down the cotton thread used for cutting in his hand to grab the big and small ones.

Qin Yao raised her hand to block it, telling him not to worry and to take a look first. It was quite new and she wanted to see him again.

Awang was anxious and said seriously: "This is my job!"

Okay, Qin Yao put down her hand, and Awang rushed over immediately, grabbed the ax raised by his father, snatched it off, and threw him in front of Qin Yao.

There was a cry of pain, and the younger one hurriedly threw away his broom and rushed over, kneeling in front of Qin Yao and explaining:

"Madam, please spare your life! Madam, please spare your life! Dad and I just want to help you work in exchange for your stuttering. Madam, please spare us!"

Maybe they didn't expect that there would be a ruthless person like Awang in the small farmyard, so they caught the father and daughter off guard.

It was obvious that this trick of theirs had been very effective before. Seeing that they had done a good job, even if they were unhappy, they would get some food to kill them.

The older one didn't seem to be able to speak. He made anxious "ahhhh" sounds and kept offering his hands to Qin Yao and Awang to apologize.

Qin Yao crossed her arms and asked, "Looking at the accent, you are refugees from the next door house?"

The father and daughter nodded. Seeing that Qin Yao didn't want to chase anyone away, the little girl asked again: "Madam, we can help you with a lot of work. Is there anything you want us to do? Just a little food will do."

The girl looked seven or eight years old, but listening to her mature tone, Qin Yao guessed that she must be a ten-year-old girl. She looked small, but she didn't eat well and was malnourished.

When it comes to girls, your heart should always be softer, signaling the father and daughter to get up first.

"Awang, go get one of the remaining steamed buns from the morning." Qin Yao was kind-hearted, but not much. One steamed bun was shared between father and daughter, which was almost enough.

Awang brought the steamed buns, looked at the father and daughter with a sense of crisis, and then continued to do what he had not finished just now.

Qin Yao brought a bench for the two of them and asked them to sit on it.

The big white noodle steamed buns were still warm. The father and daughter just got them and ate them up in a few bites. They had something in their stomachs and their spirits were much better.

The father and daughter did not dare to sit down, so they bowed and thanked Qin Yao and wanted to help her work.

"No rush, let me ask you something. Sit down and rest for a while. You look like this. Did you come from the mountain behind our village?" The father and daughter nodded and sat down on the bench. The girl said: "My father can't speak. Madam, you can ask me if you have anything. My name is Xiaohua, you can just call me Hua'er."

Qin Yao asked them why they didn't go home after receiving food for returning home, but instead came to their small mountain village to beg for food.

Hua'er said that the imperial court had distributed food to them and advised them to return home to prepare for the next wheat planting. The imperial court would provide them with seeds. Once they got over it, the crisis would be resolved next year.

But only a small number of people have gone back, because there are still three months left before the time to plant wheat. Many people cannot survive back, so they boldly come here to find work.

"My mother and two younger brothers have already brought back the food for their return home. We still have more than half a year to go. We can't survive with this little food, so my father and I stay here to find food by ourselves, which can save money for them. We only have food for two, and it would be better if we could find a job to save some money.”

Just like Mr. Hua'er, he reported with a helpless smile.

Qin Yao asked: "How many people like you are left?"

"There's half left?" Hua'er wasn't very sure. Anyway, from their hometown, every family kept the young and strong ones who didn't return home.

Everyone wanted to find some work to support themselves and go back until winter.

Qin Yao frowned, "Do you have any companions around here?"

Hua'er was silent for a moment, and the father and daughter lowered their heads with guilt.

The two of them are just here to lead the charge. If the village has spare capacity to accommodate them, they can go back and tell the other villagers to come together.

The silence of the father and daughter gave Qin Yao the answer, and their expressions became obviously cold.

But what could she say about them?

Compared with those who have no moral bottom line and do all kinds of bad things, the father and daughter just want to survive by relying on their own labor.

Even if you are a little shameless, you can't live anymore, so who cares about you?

Seeing that Qin Yao didn't speak for a long time, the father and daughter stood up awkwardly and bowed again to thank her for the white-faced steamed buns.

Turn around and prepare to leave.

"Do you have anyone who knows how to settle accounts?"

Hua'er turned around in surprise, "Yes! Uncle Qian is the accountant of our restaurant, he can settle accounts!"

"Is there a road construction meeting?"

Hua'er's father nodded quickly, anxious to express himself, and danced with his hands very fast. Hua'er was so anxious that he called his father to slow down, slow down, and asked for help with translation:

"Madam, my dad said they can build bridges and pave roads. If someone in the village wants to build a house, they can do it too. My dad is a mason, and the houses he builds are solid!"

Hua'er had a longing look on her face that said, "Madam, please choose us, choose us." On her thin and yellow face, she had a pair of bright almond eyes, which was very pitiful.

Qin Yao's expression remained unchanged, she pointed at the river at the foot of Beishan and ordered:

"Have you seen the river at the foot of the mountain? Call all your people over and wait for me there."

The father and daughter were overjoyed and immediately ran towards the mountain, preparing to call all the fellow villagers down.

Qin Yao watched them enter the mountain, told Awang to take care of his home and stop letting people come in casually, and set off to chase the village chief who had just left.

Originally, she thought that the village was currently seriously short of manpower and would wait until after the autumn harvest to build roads. Now it seemed that it would be good to do it earlier.

The labor force delivered to your doorstep is not wasted.