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

Qin Yao is not annoyed because she knows that the old man is not talking about her.

Then he followed his words and curiously asked: "Sir, who is the madman?"

Actually, Qin Yao wanted to ask, are you always talking about the Holy Queen, or Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess?

But then I thought about it, how could I, a country woman, know about these people, and how could I dare to guess about these noble people, so I didn't ask this question.

Gong Liangliao suddenly said: "I seem a little hungry."

Okay, the topic change was really abrupt.

Qin Yao didn't want to ask any more questions, nodded, pushed him back home, and asked Awang to prepare dinner.

There were many people going to eat tonight. After waking up Liu Ji to take care of Gong Liangliao, Qin Yao herself went into the kitchen to help.

Today Liu Zhong went to pick up his children from school, and Awang was able to stay at home.

Since Jinhua went to school, Liu Zhong began to take turns picking up and dropping off the children with Awang.

After all, she is the only daughter in the family, so Liu Zhong, an old father, always has to worry more.

When Jin Hua first went to school, Liu Zhong was either worried that his daughter would be bullied, or he was worried that she would be slapped on the palm by her master because she was too stupid to learn.

In the end I couldn't stand it any longer, so I decided to switch pick-ups with Awang.

If there is a lot of work in the factory, Awang will be asked to go. If the factory is not so busy, Liu Zhong will go there in person both morning and evening.

With Liu Zhong joining the team, Awang can feel much more relaxed. The vegetable plot that he had never had time to grow has been planted with seasonal vegetables.

Since Awang came to the house, Qin Yao's family basically does not need to go to the village to buy vegetables with the villagers, which saves a small amount of expenses.

There are many people eating today, so Awang doesn’t plan to make it too elaborate.

I cooked a pot of porridge and made two large trays of steamed buns.

The side dishes are a pot of hodgepodge. All kinds of meats and vegetables, tofu and sausages are put in it. Add heavy ingredients to the pot and stir-fry over high heat until it is cooked. Then add a few ladles of the bone soup stewed in the morning, cover the pot and simmer. Cook for a quarter of an hour.

Finally, open the lid and pour in the blended sauce to enhance the flavor, and then sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions. The aroma is so fragrant that everyone in the hospital swallowed their saliva.

The children have returned from school, and Qin Yao leads them to arrange the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks.

Awang brought thick white porridge and big, soft, white and fat steamed buns to the table, along with a large plate of appetizing kimchi.

Big pots of food were then served, one in the courtyard and one in the house.

Just waiting for Gong Liangxiao to move his chopsticks, the whole courtyard was filled with the sound of chewing.

The big pot dish with all kinds of dishes is a great meal whether served with porridge or steamed buns.

Gong Liangliao has been eating exquisitely presented dishes at He's house for three months. What he misses most now is the hot farm rice that can be eaten right out of the oven at Qin Yao's house.

The porridge and steamed buns are both soft and tasty, and the hodgepodge of side dishes caters to the appetites of young people. It is a simple meal that both young and old can enjoy happily.

Let's have a glass of wine with his third son and tease his twin twins who are identical. It's as happy as a fairy!

Sanlang had just been given half a sip of wine by Gong Liangxiao. The stupid boy didn't know how to run away like Si Niang, so he got curious and took a sip. Now he was choked and was spinning around the room, with tears streaming down his face.

Liu Ji and Gong Liangliao laughed loudly, but due to the presence of Qin Yao, they did not dare to be presumptuous. Looking at the child's red face, they quickly asked Dalang to get him some cold soup.

The older man glared at his father angrily, then got up helplessly and took his younger brother to the kitchen to find the leftover cold soup from this morning to relieve the spicy smell of alcohol.

When Sanlang returned to the dinner table, he hid far away when he saw his father and master. For this reason, Liu Ji coaxed him for three days and drew a cake with a hundred candied haws, and his youngest son reconciled with him.

After dinner, Liu Ji accompanied Gong Liangliao to the Lotus Courtyard.

Gong Liangxiao, who entered the lotus courtyard, was like a fish entering the water, it was so refreshing.

He ordered his servants to boil two large pots of hot water and took a quick bath in the bathroom specially designed for him. Still feeling uncomfortable, Liu Ji pointed mysteriously at the wooden box under the bed.

The two masters and apprentices had a tacit understanding. Liu Ji's eyes lit up and he immediately got under the bed and pulled out the wooden box that had been there for several months.

When he opened it, he saw five small jars of good wine that could be smelled even before they were opened, lying in the box waiting for him to taste.

Afraid of being beaten when he went home after drinking too much, Liu Ji just took out a small jar, emptied the teapot on the table, put the wine in, carried the teapot, picked up two teacups, and entered the bath happily.

Without the scruples of the He family and Qi Xianguan away, the master and apprentice completely let go, taking a bath, drinking and bragging.

Gong Liangxiao seemed to want to vent all the depression and restraint he had spent in the He family for three months. He drank three glasses of wine in a row, burped with satisfaction, became very excited, and composed a hearty and happy poem.

Liu Ji held up his wine glass and looked at the happy old man with missing legs in shock, admiring him from the bottom of his heart.

Even though he was so depressed in his life, he could still be so cheerful and open-minded. He, a common man, thought he didn't have such a big heart.

But if one day he rises to great heights but then falls at the top, he will definitely think of this scene at this moment.

Perhaps, he has the perseverance to make a comeback again.

Liu Ji stayed in Lianyuan until very late before going home.

At this time, the children had fallen asleep. Qin Yao and Awang also finished cleaning up the housework left by so many people after eating, and went back to their rooms.

However, Qin Yao still heard the sound of the courtyard door opening.

The door of the master bedroom was half opened. Qin Yao stood at the door and looked at Liu Ji who was sneaking in the kitchen eating hot and cold meals, and asked doubtfully:

"Why have you been gone so long?"

Liu Ji didn't notice her at all. This sudden question frightened him so much that he shook his hands and almost dumped the cold rice he was about to heat on the stove.

After quickly steadying the bowl in his hand, Liu Ji turned around and saw Qin Yao standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at him doubtfully.

Liu Ji breathed a sigh of relief. She shouldn't be able to smell the alcohol on her body after being so far away.

"The teacher wanted to take a bath, and I didn't trust anyone else to take care of him, so I delayed him for a while." Liu Ji explained seriously.

At this time, the tip of Qin Yao's nose twitched a few times.

Liu Ji quickly stepped forward to cover the kitchen door and explained: "I was a little hungry. I had a late night snack and then went back to the room to sleep. I didn't expect to disturb my wife's rest. I will close the door and be gentle. Madam You go back and continue to rest."

Qin Yao glanced at him suspiciously. Most of her body was hidden behind the kitchen door and she could not see clearly. In addition, the candlelight in the kitchen was dim, so Qin Yao did not see Liu Ji's red face.

But Gong Liangxiao's wine was good wine after all, with a strong aroma. Qin Yao could not help but smell a few wisps of wine aroma floating in the wind.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, turned around, closed the door, and fell asleep under Liu Ji's nervous gaze.

Seeing the candlelight in her room extinguished, Liu Ji, who was behind the kitchen door, wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience or because of his limited conscience, Liu Ji got up early the next day and wrote down the poem "Xiaoyao" that his teacher had written while drunk last night.

I plan to post it at the entrance of the village to make some contribution to the great cause of tourism reform in Liujia Village that Qin Yao has been thinking about.