Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

"Hey, where is Sister Fang? How come she disappeared when I came back? I have to take back the lard from my house, otherwise it will be useless for cooking lunch..."

When Fang heard Aunt Lu say this, she hurriedly came out from the kitchen, took out a small piece of lard wrapped in oil paper and stuffed it into her hand. She then said a few polite words and sent her out of the yard.

Fang turned around angrily, gave them two awkward smiles, and moved towards the kitchen.

"Mom, why don't you let my sister-in-law make lunch so you can take a rest." Qiao'er walked forward and hugged Fang's arm, acting coquettishly.

Fang had just lost face in front of her children. If she had not gone crazy saying bad things about her daughter-in-law to Aunt Lu, she would not have been able to let others take advantage of her and reveal the secret that her son had revealed to her yesterday.

She said that her son should tell her how much money he earned so that she wouldn't have to worry about her daughter-in-law in the future.

Aunt Lu then started talking about borrowing money. She couldn't refuse, so she found an excuse to go home. Aunt Lu chased her and gave her half a piece of lard, which was delivered directly to her home.

Seeing she couldn't stop him, she hid in the kitchen and just hoped her son could handle it himself.

Du Wenxiu was happy to take on the cooking job. Compared to the bland dishes made by Fang, the pickled vegetable porridge she cooked was enough to fill her stomach.

She went to the kitchen to busy herself, while Lu Fanghai and Qiao'er, brother and sister, tidied up the chicken coop, built a shed, and spread the chicks inside.

Looking at the lively little chicks scattering around looking for leaves to eat, he looked at Du Wenxiu who had just added water and firewood to the kitchen stove and was pulling the bellows hard.

Lu Fanghai was in a good mood. This was the life he wanted to live.

Lu Fanghai, who couldn't sit still, took advantage of the time Du Wenxiu was cooking to tidy up the vegetable garden.

He had been a soldier for many years and was still young and strong, so he worked efficiently. By the time Du Wenxiu had finished cooking, he had also roughly outlined the vegetable garden, which surprised Du Wenxiu again.

He kept praising her until the rough guy was so embarrassed that he buried his face in his chest.

After dinner, Lu Fanghai made some bricks and repaired the half-collapsed courtyard wall. He also straightened and tightened the crooked courtyard gate so that it could be closed.

He picked out the usable ones from the pile of broken tools at home and pieced them together, and piled the unusable ones in the west wing. In a short while, the yard was tidied up.

The whole family stood in the yard and looked at the tidy yard. Fang's legs were still a little weak even with Qiao'er's support, and her tears could not stop flowing.

Perhaps he was thinking of the deceased old Lu, or perhaps he was feeling sad about the difficulties he had faced over the years. He turned back to the main room, closed the door, covered his head with a quilt, and cried heartily.

Du Wenxiu was greatly relieved, having read too many novels about time traveling back in time and meeting an extremely poor family. Although it was quite unlucky to open his eyes and find himself in such a poor family, it was still a difficult thing to say.

But having such a capable husband is a good consolation, which is better than fighting alone without any knowledge.

Lu Fanghai said that he wanted to go to the town to buy some rice and flour. He had made an appointment with Qiu Yong and others to go into the mountains tomorrow afternoon. They would be gone for several days, so the family had to prepare some food and also bring some dry food.

Du Wenxiu was eager to go with them, but was politely declined. The distance from Taohua Village to Dayou Town was quite far, and Lu Fanghai could walk fast, so if he went now, he could still be back before dinner time.

If we bring Du Wenxiu with us, I'm afraid it will be dark by the time we get to the town.

On weekdays, if the women in the village wanted to go to the town, they would get up early, take the ox cart driven by the village head old Yang, buy all the things and then take the cart back, and just give a few cents.

After hearing what he said, Du Wenxiu gave up the idea of ​​going with him and asked him to buy some seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. He also reminded him to be careful on the road and come back early.

Lu Fanghai agreed, and before leaving, he quietly promised Du Wenxiu that he would take Du Wenxiu with him when he went to town next morning, and they would have a good look around then. Du Wenxiu smiled and agreed, and then he left.

"Is sister Qiao'er at home?" Du Wenxiu was sitting in the shade, combing Qiao'er's hair. The courtyard door creaked open and a timid girl poked her head in.

"Oh, it's Sister Yulan, come in quickly, your sister-in-law is combing my hair, it will be done soon, please sit down first." Qiao'er didn't dare to move her head. When she saw that it was her, she pointed to a low stool for her to sit on.

When Du Wenxiu heard the word "Yulan", she remembered what Aunt Lu said yesterday about marrying Yulan to Fang Hai, and she couldn't help but stare at her twice.

Yulan is fair and clean, looks fragile, her clothes are patched up, and she moves in a slightly petty manner.

Seeing Du Wenxiu looking at her, Yulan's face turned red. She rubbed the corner of her clothes and sat down on the stool with half of her buttocks touching it. She lowered her head and said nothing.

"Sister Yulan, I haven't seen you for a while. Have you been staying at home?"

Qiao'er asked her curiously. The two houses were separated by only a wall, and if one side spoke loudly, the other side could hear it. It was indeed a long time since she had seen her or heard her voice.

Yulan still lowered her head, and although her voice was low, she could still be heard clearly. "I went to take care of Sister Sulan a few days ago. She was pregnant and had difficulty moving around, so my mother asked me to stay over there and take care of her."

"Hiss..." Qiao'er turned her head hastily, but accidentally pulled her hair, causing her to gasp in pain. "Isn't Sister Sulan working for Mr. Wang? When did she get married? Why haven't I heard about it?"

Yulan lowered her head even lower, huddled down, and buried it in her chest. "Sister Sulan... was taken in by Mr. Wang..."

"Ah? Mr. Wang must be over fifty, right?" Qiao'er didn't even bother to comb her hair. She jumped up suddenly, looking anxious: "Didn't I just hold my great-grandson last month?"

Yulan's face turned even redder with shame and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Qiao'er also calmed down. She had often heard Aunt Lu say that when Sister Sulan's slave contract expired, she would be taken out and found a good family.

She also mentioned that if her brother came back earlier, he and Sister Sulan could be a couple. Since her brother didn't come back, she mentioned Sister Yulan again.

Later, as time went by, Aunt Lu hinted that her brother had not returned for so long and she was afraid that something had happened to him, so she stopped mentioning the matter.

Now, she is the concubine of Mr. Wang.

"Aunt Lu must be very happy now. Now that she has a daughter who is a concubine, she won't have to worry about having no money in the future." Qiao'er pouted and sat back on the stool.

Du Wenxiu smiled and began to comb her hair carefully.

"Well, I was happy in the first few days. I pushed my dad along twice. But every time I went back, I couldn't see Sister Sulan. She said the fetus was unstable and needed to be taken care of. It was not easy for her to walk around and see people."

"I sat in the gatehouse for a while and was sent back with a few coins. They also said that I would prepare some gifts after the baby is born. The family is now waiting for my sister to give birth to a son. I don't care about the land, and I don't have a regular business. I don't know if I can get into Mr. Wang's house if I can't come up with a lot of money."