Cute Wife's Farming Life

Chapter 133
Chen Anxia's appetite is very small, one steamed bun is enough.

But Chen Jingyun and Chen Jinglin were growing their heads, and each ate three vegetable buns with plain water.Even the youngest Chen Jingshen ate two.

In the end, there were only five steamed buns left in the bamboo basket.

Half an hour before noon, Mrs. Meng put a steamed bun into her bosom, and led the four of Chen Anxia home.

Although she said she quarreled with Chen Yuanlu this morning, there was no overnight feud between husband and wife. The five of them ate the steamed buns, and he was the only one left.

Back home, Qian's few people who went to the town have not come back.

As for everyone else at home.

Chen Jinghao seldom had free time at home. He sat alone under the tung tree in the courtyard and read a book.

He ignored people, and Chen Anxia and the others naturally ignored him.

Chen Jingyun, Chen Jinglin, and Chen Jingshen returned to their three rooms, Chen Anxia returned to the room where the five sisters lived, and Mrs. Meng entered her room with a steamed bun.

In the morning, Chen Yuanlu went up the mountain with his family to dig wild vegetables.

This season is the time when spring is warm and flowers are blooming. There are waves of wild vegetables growing on the mountain. Now dig more, steam them and dry them in the sun, and they can be eaten in winter.

He went out for a whole morning, and came back with the big army. He was a little tired, so he lay down on the kang to rest.

But he didn't rest well, because when he thought of what Mrs. Meng said to him this morning, he didn't feel very comfortable.

The discomfort is not because what Meng said is wrong, but because she carefully read what she said, it is really hard for people not to think about it.

But even so, what can he do!

No one can change the current situation!

"you're back?"

Hearing the sound of the door, Chen Yuanlu got up from the kang, and rarely looked at Mrs. Meng to inquire.

Listening to his question, Mrs. Meng first turned her head and gave him a blank look, then turned around and locked the door from the inside, walked to the kang, and took out the white-faced steamed bun from her bosom.

Looking at the white-faced steamed bun, Chen Yuanlu stared blankly at Mrs. Meng, "You took them to Lianghegou in the morning."

"Keep your voice down, lest others can't hear you."

Chen Yuanlu's voice was a bit loud, and Meng frowned in anger, and stretched out his hand to pinch his thigh, reminding him in a deep voice.

After her reminder, Chen Yuanlu hurriedly glanced towards the window in fear.

"Okay, don't look, there is no one outside. Hurry up and finish eating the steamed buns, I guess mother and the others will be back soon."

Seeing Chen Yuanlu looking out with his head stretched out, Meng shi pulled him back.

Hearing what she said, Chen Yuanlu didn't dare to delay, and stuffed a steamed bun into his stomach with big gulps.

As soon as he had dinner here, Qian and the others came back. As soon as they came back, Deng's voice came from outside calling them to eat.

They went out when they heard the sound. Although Chen Anxia's family of six ate steamed buns and steamed buns, they still symbolically drank the porridge with vegetables and grains in the bowl when they got to the dinner table.

After finishing the porridge, before the crowd had time to disperse, Mrs. Deng suddenly spoke at this moment, looked at Mrs. Qian, and said, "Mother, there is something I want to tell you."

Something to tell her?
Upon hearing what Deng said, Mrs. Qian was taken aback.

Her four daughters-in-law have been married to their family for more than four months, and they have always been conscientious, and they rarely talk, let alone talk to her about something.

(End of this chapter)