The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Finally, Dazhuang fell into a deep sleep, and Fang Qin carefully handed him to Bai Ling'er.

This time, when Bai Ling'er lifted her clothes again, Da Zhuang seemed to understand something and began to suck hard.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qin felt relieved and suggested, "Why don't you move to my house for a few days? This kid will definitely want to drink milk at night."

Facing Fang Qin's request, Bai Ling'er hesitated a little. Fang Qin immediately took out the change given by the Zhou family from her sleeve and firmly put it into her hand, "Thank you for your hard work in just these few days."

Bai Ling'er felt Fang Qin's sincerity and the weight of the money, and felt embarrassed to refuse again.

After Da Zhuang had a full meal, she returned the child to Fang Qin, said a brief goodbye to her family, and went home with Fang Qin.

Night had fallen quietly. Jiang Xiehe hurried into the yard, immediately took off the heavy backpack, turned around to take care of Su Yu's horse, and carefully cleaned up the horse manure left on the ground.

The remuneration offered by Su Yu was quite considerable, so he naturally had to ensure that everything was done to perfection to meet the other party's expectations.

Su Yu was grateful and invited him warmly: "Second Uncle, I just steamed a pot of steamed buns. Come in and try two before you leave."

Jiang Xiehe waved his hands repeatedly to decline: "No need, no need. I'll leave now and won't bother you anymore."

His figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving behind a trace of warm humanity flowing slowly in the air.

Steamed buns are a rare and delicate grain in this simple village. Every grain of flour contains the villagers' hard work and their small expectations for life.

Perhaps Su Yu was just being polite out of courtesy. If I really accepted it without hesitation, it would inevitably seem that I was ignorant and inconsiderate.

Taking advantage of the moment when Jiang Xiehe was busy tidying up the horse gear, Su Yu slipped back to his own hut and carefully selected four of the fullest buns, as white and flawless as the first snow, from the steamer that was still emitting wisps of hot air.

She has a delicate mind, and every movement she makes reveals her appreciation for food and her grasp of the ways of the world.

"Uncle, this is what I just baked this morning. It's soft, sticky and sweet. You can take it back for Aunt to taste."

Su Yu's words were warm and sincere. She knew very well the kind nature of Uncle Jiang, otherwise he would not have agreed to help take care of the horses without any compensation.

In rural life where human relationships are intertwined, such kindness is particularly precious.

Jiang Xiehe looked at the steamed buns in his hands. They seemed like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, making people swallow their saliva involuntarily.

In this place where most families can only fill their stomachs with brown rice and coarse noodles, white flour steamed buns are undoubtedly a luxury and are usually only served on the table during festivals or special days.

Su Yu noticed Jiang Xiehe's subtle expression, and chuckled to comfort him, "Don't be polite, I really made a big pot of steamed buns today, and it's no problem to share these. They're just some steamed buns, not worth much."

Her cheerfulness and generosity made Jiang Xiehe feel less embarrassed. In the end, he took the steamed bun, and with gratitude, he slowly drove away with the carriage.

At this time, Bai Ling'er and Fang Qin happened to return and witnessed this heartwarming scene.

Bai Ling'er teased in a relaxed tone: "Oh, is that your new second sister-in-law? Not only is she pretty, but she's also very generous. She's even willing to give me white flour buns. It seems like she's a woman with a good personality."

In contrast, Fang Qin's heart was stirred. She was full of sourness about Su Yu's evaluation: "Generous? Humph, you are so black-hearted."

Although her muttering was subtle, Bai Ling'er still keenly caught the dissatisfaction in it, and thought to herself that the conflict between these two people seemed to have not occurred overnight.

Facing Fang Qin, Su Yu's eyes just swept across her without any lingering, and then he went straight back to his own cottage, leaving behind an indifferent and resolute back.

After returning home, Bai Ling'er was shocked at the condition of Fang Qin's door: "Oh my God, how did your door become like this?" Fang Qin was full of anger when she mentioned this: "It's all the work of that evil-hearted woman!" Bai Ling'er was full of confusion, unable to believe that the seemingly weak Su Yu would do such a thing.

In response to Bai Ling'er's questioning, Fang Qin's tone was slightly impatient: "Can I lie to you?" Faced with the question of why she was retaliated against for no reason, Fang Qin's eyes flickered, and in the end she could not tell the real reason directly - that was because she had taken Su Yu's meat privately.

Eager to change the subject, Fang Qin changed the subject: "Hey, let's not talk about her for now. Please help me take care of the children. I'll go see how my sister-in-law is doing with her dinner."

Bai Ling'er happily took the child. The moment she stepped into the courtyard, the tempting aroma of stewed meat wafted into her nose, making people look forward to it.

On the other side, Su Yu returned to the house and found that his daughter Xier had woken up. After the high fever subsided, her little face had a healthy blush and she looked refreshed.

The mother and daughter were busy in the kitchen together, their little figures shuttling between steamed buns and flour, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

At dinner time, the table was not only filled with soft steamed buns, but also a few side dishes that Su Yu had casually prepared, as well as a pot of fragrant and nutritious stewed pig's trotters. It was a simple yet hearty meal that embodied the taste and warmth of home.

Mrs. He's vegetable basket was left alone there, with only a few lonely vegetable leaves left in it, looking a little lonely.

Su Yu looked at the empty basket, and ripples arose in his heart. He thought that when the evening came, he would send a few freshly steamed buns to He Dasao. This would not only warm their hearts, but also be a small reward for He Dasao's help in the past.

Xier, this thin little figure, had not eaten for a whole day, and her stomach had been rumbling for a long time, but the little girl sensibly endured the hunger and insisted on waiting until Su Yu and Jiang Ziling sat down together before she was willing to pick up the chopsticks.

Those clear eyes sparkled with a desire for food, but also contained a sensibility and consideration beyond his age.

Ever since the slightly embarrassing episode in the morning, Jiang Ziling was determined not to let Su Yu accompany him to the toilet. He found a sturdy wooden stick and used it to move his body slowly and firmly. Although each step was cautious, it also revealed an indomitable will.

Su Yu watched silently from the side, and couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart.

For a person who has just recovered from a serious injury, being able to try to get out of bed and move around on the first day is not only a recovery of physical strength, but also a manifestation of willpower.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was warm yet a little heavy. Su Yu finally broke the silence: "Today your father mentioned that when you were injured, he happened to be in the city building the city wall and couldn't rush back immediately. But he was concerned about his family, so he asked someone to bring back money and asked Zhao to find a doctor for you brothers."

Having said that, she quietly observed Jiang Ziling's reaction.