Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 117 Plowing the Field ([-])
Shen Zhuo quickly wiped off the mud on his daughter-in-law's face with his sleeve, brought her water, and patted her shoulder lightly.

Mu Shuangwan took several sips of water before spitting out the mud in her mouth, and then she knew what it meant to not die if she didn't do anything.

"I'm sorry! I'm a bit stupid!" Mu Shuangwan apologized to Shen Zhuo, and then said with some self-blame. "It seems to be wasting your time!"

Shen Zhuo looked at his daughter-in-law, starting from her hair and ending at her shoulders, except for a face that he had wiped, it was covered with mud, especially her hair, no matter how you looked at it, how funny it was.

Especially her aggrieved look made Shen Zhuo, who was still a little worried, almost couldn't help laughing.

"That's good, you will sit here quietly! I'll go to work first, don't wash the mud on your body for now, I'll take you to the stream to wash after I'm done."

Mu Shuangwan nodded helplessly, then watched Shen Zhuo leave.

It is said that there is a specialization in the art industry, maybe farming is not suitable for her, and I hope that there will be no moths in the next transplanting.

Very boring, Mu Shuangwan could only focus on Shen Zhuo.

They came out early, and the sun was just emerging at this time. The pale yellow sunlight continued to spread, and gradually sprinkled on the peaceful foot of the mountain.

Shen Zhuo supported the plow and led the ox, his movements were much faster than when she was leading the ox.

It turned out that he had been accommodating himself.

Mu Shuangwan suddenly felt her eyes a little sour. This man seemed to follow her whatever she said since she let go of her temper. He never beat or scolded her, and he always rushed to do the dirty and tiring work.

Even Shen Qing, who looks so simple and honest, would yell at Feng Guihua from time to time!
She is really lucky.

Moreover, Shen Zhuo's height of 1.8 meters, but because of her, he often bowed his waist, just to hear what she said clearly, after all, there was a certain gap in height between the two.

"Why do you think there are such stupid people in the world? They can't be beaten or scolded if they spend money to buy them. Shen Zhuo, if you keep doing this, I really...really..."

what will happen?like?Or is it a habit?Or love?
The answer turned around in Mu Shuangwan's head, but she just wasn't sure.

But at least, there is no hatred in my heart.

The sun gradually rose above her head, as if heralding the hope that it would come soon, Mu Shuangwan raised her head, facing the sunlight above her head, even though her eyes were too bright to open, she kept watching.

When she lowered her head again, she felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly. After a long time, she finally focused on Shen Zhuo again.

The sun shone on his strong and dark face, and in a moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mu Shuangwan picked up the straw hat and water bottle on the ground, and called softly.

"Brother Zhuo, you should put on your hat first, drink some water, and wipe off your sweat, your head is sweating a lot."

The title changed inadvertently, and Shen Zhuo's heart began to beat violently, as if he was about to break out of his body.

Keeping the clouds open to see the moonlight, probably this is what it means!

Shen Zhuo dared to give without asking for anything in return.

Mu Shuangwan has flesh and blood, and feels good from others.

"Hey! Don't come down, I'll go up!"

Shen Zhuo put the plow in his hand, walked up to the field slope, took the hat that Mu Shuangwan handed over, put it on quickly, and then took the water that Mu Shuangwan handed over, and gulped a few mouthfuls.

　PS: Haha, I’ve been thinking about how to abuse you on Qixi Festival recently~~~~ Recommended tickets~~~~
　　


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