Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

When Du Wenxiu heard this, he didn't bother to pay attention to Erlang, and hurriedly turned around and went out, and asked Qiuyun to go to the workshop to call Qiaoer back.

"Oh, I was thinking that if you guys don't agree, I'll have to go to your house and invite you personally. If I can't invite you, I'll tie your wife up and bring her here."

Seeing people from afar, Du Wenxiu smiled and spoke loudly.

Mrs. Fan had just gotten out of the car. When she saw her coming, she smiled, looked back at the wet nurse holding the child, and hurriedly took her to meet her.

"I didn't want to cause trouble for you, but my son is too annoying, and we want him to meet his mother, so I had no choice but to come here shamelessly."

"What are you talking about, madam? It was me who asked Chengyi to bring my parents-in-law over so that they could stay with us at home and we could concentrate on our work."

"Is this Hui Jie'er?" Du Wenxiu looked at the little girl held by the nanny at the back. She was looking around with her big black eyes and holding a piece of mud in her hands.

"She is so well-behaved and looks like both her father and mother. Come quickly and ask your aunt to hug you." Du Wenxiu stretched out her arms towards the little girl.

Hui Jie'er, who had a bun on her head, stared at her carefully again and again with her eyes wide open, and then opened her arms towards her, actually wanting to hug her.

Du Wenxiu was overjoyed and took Hui Jie'er in her arms. Little Hui Jie'er's soft body leaned against her and her arms were around her neck.

It's a different feeling from holding your own child.

Du Wenxiu instinctively felt that she did not like Hui Jie'er enough, so she asked Fan Chengyi to take good care of Fan Zhaoru's guest room to rest, and at the same time she instructed the servants to move the Fan family's belongings to the courtyard next door.

"My wife knows the situation of my family. We only have a few women at home. I want to hire more guards but I'm afraid someone will do something bad."

"That's why we shamelessly asked Chengyi to go back and bring our parents over so that we can go out and earn money without any worries."

"From now on, I will have to trouble my in-laws to take care of all the affairs of the family. We are not outsiders, and I have my own selfish motives, so I will inevitably have to trouble my in-laws."

Du Wenxiu walked and talked all the way.

Fan Chengyi had made it clear when he asked them to move in, and Mrs. Fan was naturally willing.

But he didn't dare to accept the responsibility of being a housekeeper.

Du Wenxiu said, "Madam, please take a rest first. We will discuss this matter in detail in the evening."

When I entered the inner courtyard, I saw a baby sleeping soundly in the shape of a cross on a bamboo mat under a tree. Qi Sanniang, who was standing nearby, looked a little stiff when she saw someone coming.

"Is this Xiao Haisheng? My adorable grandson, let me see him quickly." Mrs. Fan exclaimed in a low voice and took two steps forward.

"Oh, this child looks so much like his father." Mrs. Fan did not know the inside story of Lu Fanghai. When she said this, she could not help but pick up her handkerchief and rubbed her eyes.

Fearing that this would make Du Wenxiu sad, he quickly changed the subject.

A Luo, who was in the kitchen, heard the noise outside and came out to check. He saw Mrs. Fan and let out a low cry.

"Oh, it turns out that my wife is here. I have to cook a few more dishes."

"Don't worry, Auntie. I have asked Qiuyue to pick up the dishes from the restaurant. We can just make a few home-cooked dishes." Du Wenxiu hurriedly stopped her.

A Luo nodded and asked Mrs. Fan to go inside and do it, and then called Du Wenxiu to cut the watermelon.

Nowadays, Lu Sangui's wife Yang brings back vegetables from Du Wenxiu for three meals a day, and Lu Sangui delivers watermelons more and more frequently.

Sometimes I also ask him to send less, because such expensive watermelons taste like gold. Although they are sweet, they make me feel uncomfortable.

Lu Sangui laughed loudly, saying that he could not be stopped from thanking his sister-in-law, and said shamelessly:

"The most successful thing my brother Fang Hai has done in his life is marrying my sister-in-law."

"Besides, if I don't give enough, my wife will probably give me a lot again. I can't stand her nagging."

Du Wenxiu had heard that he had a melon field near the city, so he didn't bother to be polite and ate the melons as soon as they were delivered to him.

However, the dishes every day are more elaborate, and I think this is Lu Sangui’s real purpose.

But since you are fine, I am fine, and everyone is fine, we are so happy that we don't care about so many things.

After entering the main room, she saw the young man sitting on the chair. She stood up and bowed to the two of them. Mrs. Fan looked at Du Wenxiu.

"This is Fang Hai's distant relative. He came here to seek shelter because of family problems and to find a meal. Madam, you can just call him Erlang."

After hearing this, Mrs. Fan smiled and gave a gift. Du Wenxiu then went out and brought back a watermelon.

"Chengyi brought back two earlier. We cut them and gave two pieces to each family. It really made the family look good." Mrs. Fan sighed as she looked at the watermelons.

The rind of this melon has deep and light stripes all over it, and I heard it's very expensive.

In fact, the watermelons at that time were not as delicious as those in later generations. They were just big, juicy, sweet, expensive, and hard to come by, so they were highly praised.

"It's just a novelty." Du Wenxiu said as he cut some with a knife, and called Qiuyue to send some to the father and son of the Fan family in the front yard.

He took a piece and handed it to Mrs. Fan: "Madam, please have a taste. Qiao'er and Chengyi both like it."

Mrs. Fan took it and ate it, and couldn't help but sighed, "When Chengyi brought that back earlier, we only got two pieces to taste. This one today is sweeter."

"At first, I was afraid that the melons would be damaged by the bumps on the road, so I picked some that were not very ripe. Otherwise, they would break apart after being bumped around in the car. This time, the melons I picked are fully ripe and taste better."

Du Wenxiu explained to her and called Erlang to eat watermelon.

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "That's why we have to come here. Otherwise, we won't be able to eat such delicious watermelon at home to satisfy our cravings."

A few of them chatted and laughed. A Luo even fed Hui Jieer a little watermelon to try. Du Wenxiu warned: "Aunt, don't let Hui Jieer eat too much. Be careful not to catch a cold and get diarrhea."

Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "I cut up the two melons I sent her last time and asked her to eat some. A few days later, she asked for more, but they were gone. Now she's finally eating them again."

Du Wenxiu said with a smile: "My wife lives next to us. Apart from other things, we can have watermelon whenever we want in the summer."

Mrs. Fan could not help but marvel at it. Du Wenxiu told her about the relationship between her family and the Western Region merchant Lu Sangui, and only then did she understand the whole story.

Speaking of this, Du Wenxiu thought again that she was so busy being angry with Lu Fanghai that night that she forgot to ask him to take a watermelon with him to taste.

As for this woman, even if she was angry, she could just be coaxed. Instead, she was busy running around for Lu Fanghai's affairs.

Qiao'er came in from outside, feeling hot. When Huijie saw her mother, she reached out for a hug.

"You walked in a hurry and your face has become red. Wash your face first to get rid of the heat before holding the child." As Luo said this, he handed over a wet towel.

Qiao'er wiped her hands and face before taking Huijie'er's phone, crying out in pain, her eyes red.

After a while of being intimate, she shyly stepped forward to greet Mrs. Fan and said, "I haven't seen Sister Hui for a long time. I got carried away for a moment. I hope you won't blame me."