The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 185
Du Xiaozhu glanced at him sideways, since she was not required to work in the fields, how could she be dissatisfied, so of course she responded straightforwardly.

"it is good!"

Seeing that she agreed, Yang Xiuning raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Anyway, when the boss left, he had promised to take good care of her, so he kept his promise.

But he didn't want to hear a slow voice coming from beside him, but he almost fell into the wheat field by the roadside in fright.

"It's still comfortable to take a bath in the room, remember to fetch water for my bath at night!"

The corner of Du Xiaozhu's mouth slightly lifted, and after saying this, he found that he felt much better for no reason.

But Yang Xiuning froze in place with a face of shock.

Who's going to tell him what the hell it is and get her bath water?It's not impossible!

But, is it really okay for him to do such an intimate thing?

Also, why doesn't he remember when he got his bath water?Who's going to tell him what's going on?

Yang Xiuning looked dazed, until the sun was high and people in the field went home to eat, he still didn't understand.

Seeing that it was late, he greeted Yang Xiuning and told him to call the helpers to go to the river to wash his hands and go back to have breakfast.

Yang Xiuning looked at the sky, and then at Du Xiaozhu. It stands to reason that at this time, Yang Xiaomei should come to the field to call for talents. Seeing that the people in the surrounding field are all gone, there is still no movement on their side. There is a delay.

I was really hungry at this time, so I called people to the river.

Because Du Xiaozhu had been knotting grass ropes on the ridge of the field all morning, he didn't go to the field, and he didn't follow the others to the river, but went back to Yang's house first.

As soon as Du Xiaozhu entered the yard, he saw Yang Xiaomei picking vegetables in the yard with red eyes, and the kitchen chimney was still emitting thick smoke.

Du Xiaozhu put down the sickle in his hand, and walked towards the kitchen. He saw a square table in the kitchen, with a mess of cups and plates.

A bowl of thick porridge was eaten to the bottom, and a lot was spilled on the table, and there was only a little soup left in the two dishes.

At this time, Widow Yang was also burning a fire under the stove, and the rice fragrance emanating from the pot made it clear that she was re-cooking breakfast without asking.

Before Du Xiaozhu could say anything, Yang Xiuwu's voice came from outside.

"Mom, is breakfast ready? I'm starving to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that he had already entered the kitchen, looking at the leftovers on the table, his face was so dark that it was ugly.

Widow Yang also had a cold face, burning the pot and stove without saying a word.

Even Yang Xiaomei, who was originally in the courtyard, saw Yang Xiuwu come back as if she was seeing the backbone.

Those words were like peas pouring out of a bamboo tube, crackling, without taking a breath.

"Third brother, those bastards who came yesterday afternoon came again in the morning. They said they would help our family harvest the wheat, so they came to have breakfast first, and when they were full, they were ready to work, so they ate all the breakfast my mother and I prepared for you." It’s too late, so mother can only cook it again!”

Hearing what Yang Xiaomei said, Yang Xiuwu thought it was okay, and holding a sickle, he yelled, "I'm going to chop up those bastards, they're bullying too much."

Du Xiaozhu took a look at Yang Xiuning who had already stepped into the yard, and didn't pay much attention to Yang Xiuwu's yelling. To his surprise, he even knew the idiom 'deceitful too much'.

Du Xiaozhu didn't hold back, Yang Xiaomei wanted to show off to those people, but Yang Widow didn't react at all, Yang Xiuwu just rushed four or five steps away with a sickle.

(End of this chapter)