Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 2

"Lan'er, why did you climb the tree? Be careful, don't fall off." Ye Qianze didn't like this little daughter-in-law very much, and now seeing the task that he couldn't complete but asked her to help him, he felt very sorry. Only then will I say a few words of concern.

Han Chu's blue and black eyes flicked down, the cold eyes made Ye Qianze's emptiness and concern look even more pale, he could only laugh sneeringly, his heart choked to death.

He is 20 years old, and in front of the 16-year-old Han Chulan, he always tastes the taste of choking, no, not always, it started after the little daughter-in-law fell into the river and woke up.

Counting your fingers, it's been three days.

Han Chulan quickly climbed up the tree. In the era of advanced science in her previous life, she was also a rural girl. When she was a child, her family was poor and she had to do everything. Climbing trees and chopping firewood was just a child's play for her.

Han Chulan doesn't pick and chop thick branches like Ye Qianze does. She only chooses the kind of branches that are dry and thin. Because the hatchet is not sharp and she is weak, she can only choose this way.

As she waved the blunt hatchet, Ye Qianze under the tree began to get busy picking up the little firewood cut by the little daughter-in-law.

He is not good at working, but fortunately, he can still do such work as collecting firewood.

Soon, Han Chulan chopped off all the dry wood from the tree.She slid down the tree, Ye Qianze hadn't completely picked up the firewood together, she frowned coldly, couldn't help but stare at her smug husband-in-law, wanted to curse violently, but in the end He turned around and walked under another tree, and climbed up the tree like a monkey.

It took half an hour, a large bundle of firewood was available, and it was completely dark.

Han Chulan carried a large bundle of firewood on her back, and Ye Qianze walked behind her with a blunt hatchet, while walking, he asked tentatively: "Lan'er, at noon, I finished eating and our family only The remaining sweet potatoes, what shall we eat tonight?"

Turning his head and casting a glance at him, he also knew that he had eaten all the food left in their family by himself, so he was somewhat self-aware.

Han Chulan didn't answer Ye Qianze's question, and she was still thinking about it.

In the 21st century, she is a very capable girl, but at this moment she is not in the 21st century, but in a Daxing dynasty that did not exist in history, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the poor Zhangjia Village .Facing a house with bare walls and no food at all, she didn't know how to deal with dinner. It's hard for a clever wife to cook without rice.

However, it still needs to be solved.

After leaving the back mountain, the couple walked back all the way.

When I got home, the black sky net enveloped the earth, it was pitch black.

There was a faint oil lamp in the room.

Mrs. Li was sitting in front of the house with a stool made of bamboo. When she saw her son and daughter-in-law coming back, she rushed out to greet her with a smile: "Lan'er, Ze'er, you are back. It's getting dark. Mother is afraid." What about Lan'er, what shall we have for dinner?"

Han Chu's blue and black face.

I figured it out, she is just a new daughter-in-law who has only been married into Ye's family for half a month. Isn't it too much for the mother and son to put the burden of living a family on her little shoulders?I really don't know why her predecessor married to Ye's family. It is said that her poor parents only received half a bag of sweet potatoes from Ye's family. See, what happened to her being such a cheap married woman.

Han Chulan didn't answer, with a small black face, she carried the large bundle of firewood into the house. Mrs. Li glanced at Ye Qianze, turned around and followed into the house, watching Han Chulan put the firewood on the In front of the stove, when Han Chulan came over, Mrs. Li smiled again, looked at Han Chulan carefully, and said cautiously: "Lan'er, I also know that our family has nothing to eat now, But we have to find a way to get something to eat.”

After Han Chulan entered Ye's house, Mrs. Li began to hand over all the family's affairs to Han Chulan. The mother and son have become accustomed to treating Han Chulan as their parents.

Han Chulan gave Li Shi another cold look, and Li Shi couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart.This daughter-in-law didn't talk much before, but she could still call her mother, and her eyes would not be as scary as they are now.Since my daughter-in-law accidentally fell into the river three days ago, she wakes up like this. She hasn't said a word in the past three days, and her eyes have become particularly sharp. Every time she looks at her like this, Li Shi felt as if a large piece of his heart had been cut by Han Chulan.

After Ye Qianze entered the room, he sat down in front of the dilapidated table. There were four long benches under the table, and the long benches looked very dilapidated. One of the benches had only three legs. People sitting on it should be careful. So as not to kiss the floor.There was a very old teapot on the table. Because of the frequent tea making, there were too many traces left by the tea soaking, which accumulated into stains. Two damaged teacups stood quietly next to the teapot.

The beautiful phoenix eyes glanced at Han Chulan, and Ye Qianze picked up the teapot, trying to pour himself a cup of tea, but who knew that what came out was cold boiled water.The soft and evil face flickered for a moment, and she couldn't help but yelled at Han Chulan: "Lan'er, why did my tea turn into cold boiled water?"

Han Chulan still pursed her lips, and did not answer Ye Qianze, but walked over and pulled up Ye Qianze who was sitting. The hand that was pulling was Ye Qianze's hand holding the hatchet when he was chopping wood, which was full of hair. When her big blistered hand was pulled like this, Ye Qianze immediately cried out: "Lan'er, my hand hurts, take it easy."

Leaving him a glance, contempt flashed across Han Chulan's eyes. How could his predecessor be willing to marry such a shoddy man?Is he handsome?Being handsome can't be eaten as food, especially in this age, in such a poor family, being handsome is of no use at all!The one with thin skin and tender flesh doesn't look like a farmer at all.

During the three days after crossing, Han Chulan also figured out that the Ye family was not a local villager in Zhangjia Village, but moved here more than ten years ago. At that time, the Li family bought some land at the foot of Zhangjia Village. , but she is not good at farming. Ye family's fields are now planted with crops, but they are not as good as weeds. It can be predicted that the harvest will definitely be poor.

For more than ten years, Han Chulan was not even interested in knowing how the mother and son survived.

"Ze'er, what's wrong with your hand?" When Li heard Ye Qianze's low cry, she immediately surrounded her and snatched Ye Qianze's held hand from Han Chulan's hand distressedly, " It’s all bubbling, how could it be bubbling.”

"stupid!"

Han Chulan squeezed out a word coldly.

Doesn't he know that sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood?The hatchet is so blunt, and it's strange that his hands don't blister when he cuts the thick branches that haven't dried up.

The cold word, with endless irony, stunned both mother and son, staring at Han Chulan in a daze.The person who hadn't spoken in three days, spoke with sarcasm when he spoke. Under the dim and flickering oil lamp, Ye Qianze's face turned red little by little.

"Han Chulan!"

(End of this chapter)