Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

With the efforts of the aunt and sister-in-law, the small kitchen was quickly cleaned up. They also called Lu Fanghai over to move the cupboard to make room for firewood and put a lid on the water tank, so that the kitchen became brighter.

Du Wenxiu ran to the east wing again, sprinkled water and cleaned it. Sure enough, the dust was no longer flying everywhere, and a large kang occupied one third of the space.

In the corner there was a tall cabinet with one leg broken, but it was propped up with a piece of wood, so it was relatively stable.

This end of the kang is next to the window, and under the window is an old table. The table is large enough to hold some things, and there is a gray lamp on it.

Du Wenxiu smiled, narrowed her eyes, nodded, and looked at Lu Fanghai with appreciation. She felt embarrassed by the tall man, so she brushed the dust off her body and turned back to the yard.

"We'd better build a chicken coop to raise those chicks. It won't do to keep them in cages for too long." Du Wenxiu shouted behind him.

"Well, I'll go cut some bamboo to build it." After saying that, he went to the west wing, took a rusty machete from somewhere, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

"Hey, hey..." Du Wenxiu hurriedly stopped him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you in such a hurry? It's getting dark now, and you have such a rusty knife. You won't be able to chop down a single tree even after dark."

Looking at the machete in his hand, Lu Fanghai lowered his head and touched his neck, smiling innocently, "I'm very strong."

"Being strong won't help. They say sharpening a knife makes the work of chopping wood easier. If you sharpen it well today, you will be able to work faster tomorrow."

Du Wenxiu smiled and took the knife from his hand, put it aside, then filled a basin with water, wet the towel in it, and handed it to Lu Fanghai, asking him to wipe the dust off his face.

After he roughly wiped it, the water in the basin turned black. Du Wenxiu poured out the water, called Qiao'er to help him light the fire, and prepared to cook.

It was gradually getting dark outside. Fang sat in the main room without lighting a light or speaking a word. It was so quiet that it seemed as if she didn't exist.

When cleaning today, Du Wenxiu discovered that there was nothing in the house except salt and oil, so it was no wonder that they couldn't cook.

There was half a block of tofu left from lunch, so she had to cut it up and make tofu with green onions. She was more willing to add salt than Fang, so the taste was naturally better.

Cook a little more millet, and when it is almost cooked, add the chopped Chinese cabbage and stir it lightly, then sprinkle some salt and the aroma will fill the air.

When Du Wenxiu heard the sound of Qiao'er swallowing her saliva, he couldn't help but feel envious.

After the meal was ready, a small, unsteady dining table was set up at the kitchen door. Qiao'er ran in and called Fang, who was lying on the kang, to get up and eat. Du Wenxiu served everyone some food himself and put it over.

Fang reluctantly walked out of the dark room slowly. With the help of the moonlight, she saw the thick rice and vegetables in everyone's bowl. She felt her eyes twitching.

"You spendthrift daughter-in-law, if everyone cooks like you, how can we live like this? This bowl of rice is enough for us to eat for two days, look at you..."

Fang's eyes went dark and she swayed. Lu Fanghai and Qiao'er quickly reached out to support her.

Du Wenxiu also knew how lunch was prepared, and seeing Fang's reaction was not surprising. He smiled apologetically:

"Mom, don't worry. My husband has to go cut bamboo tomorrow, and Qiao'er is still growing. How can we not have enough food? My husband and I will work harder in the future and make more money so that our family can live better and better. You can eat as much as you want..."

Before she could finish her words, Fang looked at her with eyes that seemed to spit fire. She bent down, took off one of her shoes at lightning speed, and threw it at her.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Du Wenxiu was young after all. She dodged by turning her head, and was a little confused for a moment: should she pretend to cry or curse back?

"Mom!" Lu Fanghai let go of Fang's arm and came over to pull Du Wenxiu: "You didn't get hit, did you?"

Du Wenxiu finally reacted, but without answering, she pushed Lu Fanghai's hand away, walked to the table with a cold face, and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Let your husband and Qiao'er eat more. Tomorrow, Qiao'er and I will go to dig wild vegetables. There are men at home who can work, and women also have hands and feet. Are you afraid of starving to death?"

Du Wenxiu said in a cold tone without even turning his head.

After hearing what she said, Fang was so angry that her hands were shaking. When did it become your turn to be the master of this family? She pointed at her back and wanted to scold her.

"Mom, please sit down and eat. Xiuniang means well, and what Xiuniang said is right. Now that I am back, I will definitely not let mom and sister suffer in the future."

Lu Fanghai hesitated for a long time before finally uttering these words, then he sat down to eat.

Qiao'er gently tugged at Fang's arm. Fang's face flushed red. Thinking about what her son said at lunch and what he said just now, she didn't dare to curse him out loud.

She stood there motionless, and Qiao'er didn't dare to go over.

Du Wenxiu was angry and hungry, so she ate quickly and the bowl was empty after just a few bites.

She turned her head and looked at Qiao'er, and said loudly: "Qiao'er, come and eat. If mom doesn't want to eat and you don't want to eat either, I will eat one more bowl. I just haven't eaten enough yet."

After hearing her say this, Fang's anger subsided a little, but then it came back again.

It would be fine if I let my son and daughter eat the extra bowl of rice, but if I let her eat it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

He took a few steps forward with a fierce momentum, slapped away Du Wenxiu's hand that was reaching out for his bowl, sat down on the bowl, picked it up and started slurping it into his mouth.

Du Wenxiu hissed, rubbed the place where his hand was hit, and didn't get angry. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Qiao'er who was covering her mouth and laughing at the side with his eyes slanted: "Why don't you come over to eat."

Qiao'er responded quickly, ran over, sat down and picked up the bowl.

"Mom, don't worry too much. When I come back, the army will pay all these years' salary in one go. Although it's not much, it's enough to support our family for some time. When I find a job, things will get better slowly at home." Lu Fanghai said softly to Fang.

Fang didn't even look at him. She lowered her head and continued eating. After a long time, she said "hmm" softly, indicating that she understood.

After finishing the meal and cleaning up, Qiao'er and Fang went to the main room, while Lu Fanghai and Du Wenxiu went to the east wing.

Both of them felt a little embarrassed. Although they were husband and wife in name and law, they were still not very familiar with each other and felt quite unfamiliar.

Du Wenxiu had the soul of a modern person inside, but at that time he was not very good-looking and was devoted to his career and saving money.

She doesn't like the people who like her, and the people she likes don't like her. She says it's better to be alone than to be with someone bad. In the end, she never had a serious boyfriend.

Now that she was in the same room with her legal husband, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Should she be more proactive or reserved?

The Lu family was so poor that they couldn't even afford to light a lamp. Lu Fanghai took off his clothes in the dark and got on the kang. He pulled a torn sheet over himself and felt so nervous that he could hardly breathe.

Neither the Du Wenxiu of the past nor the Du Wenxiu of the present knew that Lu Fanghai had actually seen her a long time ago and had her deeply in his heart.