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

Chapter 57
As soon as he saw the gate of his own house, Liu Ji couldn't walk for half a step.

God knows how far the mountain road is. He still has to carry so much wheat back, and there are almost no people along the way.

On the way back, he had scolded himself hundreds of times.

Liu San, Liu San, why didn't you sell the two acres of land together, now you are really hurting yourself.

Once vented, the whole person fell to the ground together with the burden on his shoulders. He was lying on the wheat straw, panting so hard that he rolled his eyes, not knowing when it would be.

Qin Yao clicked his tongue twice, because he knew how tiring it was to work in the field, so he rarely gave Liu Ji a sympathetic look.

The four children surrounded them worriedly, carrying water for water, wiping sweat for sweat, condolence for condolence.

No one else is treated like this. Who have you seen who came back from fighting wheat in the fields to be so squeamish?
People put this load down and then turn around and pick up the next load.

Qin Yao stepped forward, lifted him from the straw, took over the burden, and carried the two large bales of wheat straw into the yard.

Liu Ji stared dumbfounded at the straw that was about to crush him being picked up by her with one hand, and wanted to ask her, if that was the case, why bother to torture himself.

However, I didn't dare to ask. I could only crawl into the yard and shout: "I'm hungry, I need food!"

Qin Yao was too lazy to cook and didn't know how to cook, so she cooked a pot of white porridge.

Liu Ji glanced at the unappetizing white porridge, and asked weakly, "Madam, can I add some sugar?"

Qin Yao nodded for the sake of the two bundles of wheat in the courtyard.

The four children immediately followed up with Dad, and each of them added half a teaspoon of sugar, so that the porridge tasted sweet and delicious.

Qin Yao feels that the four children at home are quite easy to take care of. They are not picky eaters at all. They eat whatever they are given and never complain. They can also help pick wild vegetables.

Looking up at the basket of wild vegetables hanging on the beam in the kitchen, Qin Yao planned to fry them for lunch tomorrow to see how they tasted.

I haven't eaten enough vegetables, and the latrine has been uncomfortable for the past few days.

Si Niang murmured for a long time this morning before she came back with tears in her eyes and said, "Mother, your belly is swollen."

Qin Yao touched it with her hand and found that she was definitely constipated.

This matter can be big or small, and most people in the village don't care about it. Even if a child will die because of it, they don't care at all because of the frequency of going to the ground.

Qin Yao was worried, and immediately gave Da Lang twenty copper coins, asking him to go to Dr. Liu's house to get some convenient medicine.

After finishing the porridge at night, Qin Yao boiled the medicine. There are six people in the family, each with a small bowl.

"Drink porridge these days, it's good for digestion." Qin Yao made a decision.

The five fathers and sons have no objections, as long as they can eat enough, what's more, all the rice is cooked, which is a hundred times better than the porridge made of coarse rice.

After Liu Jicong drank the medicine, he lay down on the chair in the main room, looking like he was in a state of wandering.

Qin Yao finds him very annoying when he chatters on weekdays.

It suddenly became quiet today, and the house is still strangely deserted.

She went to the shower room to take a hot bath, put two buckets of hot water in it, and let the four of them go in to wipe their bodies and wash their hair.

The whole winter was afraid of catching a cold, and the whole family didn't take a shower or wash their hair. Only she couldn't bear it, so she washed her hair twice in the middle.

It's okay when it's cold, but now that the temperature is rising, the smell on my body, tsk tsk tsk, will be pickled if I don't wash it.

Qin Yao sat at the door of the main room wiping her hair with a dry handkerchief, "How much wheat is left uncut?"

When Liu Ji heard her question, his eyes became brighter and he said feebly:

"One acre has been cut today, and another acre will be cut tomorrow, and it will take another two days to pick it back."

His voice became quieter and quieter for a moment. He didn't know when he appeared behind Qin Yao and carefully grabbed a piece of her clothes. "Madam, please spare me. If you keep doing this, I will die in the ground tomorrow." !”

Qin Yao was startled by him, frowned and pulled out the corner of her clothes, "I didn't die today, and I definitely won't die tomorrow."

Liu Ji started to cry miserably, and lifted up his sleeves and trouser legs, "Madam, please feel sorry for me. Look at where there is a piece of good meat on my body. They are all called wheat thorns and poisonous mosquitoes. The bite made me dizzy, and now that I think about going there tomorrow, I would rather be beaten to death by you."

Qin Yao smiled disdainfully: "Oh!"

"Then just beat me to death. If you die, you won't have to suffer!"

Liu Ji suddenly lay down on the ground, explaining what it means to be shameless and invincible.

The four Dalang brothers and sisters had just come out of the bathroom after taking a bath when they saw their biological father rolling on the floor of the main room, three circles on the left and three on the right, showing off his rogue look to the fullest.

It just makes people dumbfounded.

Qin Yao was also stunned, and it took five seconds before she realized that she kicked the maggot on the ground.

"Why are you crazy! Isn't it just cutting the wheat, what about it?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Liu Ji huddled on the door frame, with his head hanging down, his shoulders drooping, his peach eyes were flushed, his lips were biting his sleeves, and he responded weakly, "As for."

Qin Yao: "."

She was convinced. Seeing that the four of Dalang had come out, she pointed to the bathroom and urged in disgust:
"Go take a shower, it stinks!"

Liu Ji only moved a little bit, grasping the door frame with both hands, looking as if all the bones in his body were falling apart, with tears in his peach blossom eyes.

Qin Yao had to admit that there was a trace of pity.

But he still said coldly, "Go!"

"Tomorrow you will be in charge of cutting, and I will be in charge of picking, and strive to get back all the remaining wheat in one day."

She added this sentence.

Liu Ji's dim eyes lit up instantly.

He reached out excitedly to grab her hand, but she dodged it sideways. He retracted his hand nonchalantly, grinning his white teeth and said happily: "Madam, I knew you were kinder than a Bodhisattva!"

Immediately got excited, went to the kitchen to pour all the hot water in the pot into the wooden bucket, and took a shower in the shower room.

Qin Yao helped Sanlang and Siniang dry their hair. Seeing that the moon had risen, she patted their little buttocks, "Go back to the house and go to sleep."

He also told Da Lang, "Tomorrow morning, I will cook an extra pot of porridge and put it on the stove. You can eat breakfast and lunch by yourself, and practice your calligraphy at home."

Dalang knew that the adults would go to the fields tomorrow, so he responded sensiblely: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of Erlang and the others, and won't let them run around."

Qin Yao patted the young boy on the shoulder in relief, Da Lang looked at her embarrassedly, and led his younger siblings back to the room to sleep.

Seeing the lights in the children's room go out, Qin Yao turned around and looked up to see Liu Ji wearing a thin white undershirt, with black hair like a waterfall, walking out of the shower room with long legs.

He poured the remaining sewage into the drain and placed the bucket at the bathroom door. When he looked up, the moonlight just fell on that handsome and passionate face.

Qin Yao's pupils trembled, and a surge of anger came to her heart.

Why did God give this scoundrel such a peerless face?
"Liu Ji, which immortal did your predecessor save?" Qin Yao gritted her teeth and asked in confusion.

Liu Ji felt that these words sounded familiar. It seemed that someone had asked such a question before.

Who is it?Can't remember.

He looked over blankly, his peach blossom eyes looked affectionate even to a dog, if Qin Yao hadn't seen him rolling all over the floor, he might have been in a daze.

Leaving behind a sentence of "get up early tomorrow", Qin Yao turned back to the house and went to sleep.

Liu Ji felt much more at ease when he thought that he would not suffer alone tomorrow, and the corners of his mouth curled up after falling asleep.

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