Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 32
Just as she was busy, two small figures came in.

"Third Aunt, let's help."

Lin Yunguang and Lin Xiaohua were sitting on a small bench, preparing to add firewood to the stove.

Han Qing chuckled: "I think you two are just greedy, why don't you see the sea of ​​clouds?"

The two little ghosts were embarrassed by Han Qing's talking about their thoughts, and they smiled silly at her.

"Brother is writing." Lin Xiaohua said with a confused face.

"Yunhai is really hardworking and studious." Han Qing couldn't help admiring, then looked at the two children beside her who were looking at her expectantly, and said with a smile: "You two are also good children."

Hearing the praise, the two children were satisfied and sat on the bench watching the fire while waiting for food.

"Third Aunt, I want to eat meat."

Lin Yunguang whispered: "The last time I ate meat was during Chinese New Year."

Han Qing's hand holding the spatula was startled, and she said softly, "Yunguang, if you want to eat meat, you have to work hard with your own hands, and you will have endless meat."

"really?"

Han Qing nodded in affirmation, although she knew that sometimes hard work might not be useful, but people who don’t work hard will get nothing!

The sun gradually went down, and the people who went out to work in the fields returned one after another.

The smoke in the house is curling up, and the hearts of those who return home are also warm.

This time when Lin's mother came back, she was very surprised that there was meat on the table, but after asking about it, Lin Jiashiro bought it. Although she complained about wasting money, but fortunately, Lin Yuwen had a good attitude of admitting his mistake, so Lin's mother didn't pursue it any further.

One sorghum steamed bun per person, one bowl of porridge accompanied by three side dishes, but two liang of meat, each person eats less and more flavor, and there is not even a trace left.

After the meal, Han Qing made another cup of chrysanthemum tea for everyone to clear away the heat.

"The third daughter-in-law is capable and manages the family well."

Mother Lin was very satisfied, and it was rare to praise Han Qing.

The wild vegetables were dug early in the morning, and the leftover meat was marinated and dried, and the house was cleaned up, which shows that this girl is hardworking.

The eldest daughter-in-law is also capable, diligent and agile, but her heart is not careful enough, and her cooking skills cannot keep up with the third daughter-in-law.

As for the second daughter-in-law, she would not be happy without talking about work, but fortunately, the eldest daughter-in-law and the third daughter-in-law made her feel a lot better.

Mrs. Liu was a little surprised while drinking chrysanthemum tea: "The wild flowers on the roadside can also make tea?"

"This wild chrysanthemum is very good. It clears away heat and relieves summer heat, and has a miraculous effect on sore throat." Han Qing explained from the side.

Only then did Lin Yuwen remember that he had read it in a medical classic, and nodded frequently: "Sister-in-law San is right, wild chrysanthemums can also be used for medicine."

At first, everyone didn't trust Han Qing very much, but when Lin Yuwen, who was a child student, said it, everyone nodded, especially the second room, who drank a lot of chrysanthemum tea, for fear that others would take advantage of it.

"Third daughter-in-law, you have worked hard."

Old man Lin hadn't had a full meal for a long time, now he took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and couldn't help sighing.

Lin's mother was very surprised that her old man would praise others?
But think about it, after a day of being tired in the field, you can have a full meal and a full drink of tea when you come back. The common people have worked hard for most of their lives, so don’t they just want to eat and wear warm, safe life?

***
Silent night.

"Lin Youtian, are you sleeping or not?"

"..."

"If you don't sleep, I will tear it up!"

"... Qing'er, you can rest first."

"one……"

"..."

"two……"

"According to your."

Under Han Qing's threat, Lin Youtian finally put down his pen, and smiled helplessly at Han Qing: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Han Qing sneered at the side: "Do you still know it's not early?"

"The moonlight is pretty good tonight."

"Don't change the subject."

Han Qing was indignant, and hurriedly packed up the pen and ink for him, and put them in the drawer, for fear that he would start writing again.

(End of this chapter)