Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Zhao Ze's back stiffened, but he did not stop. He walked several steps forward, and when he was a few meters away from the courtyard gate, he finally turned back.

"Sister-in-law, go back and do your own thing. I'll return the ox cart and come back to clean up the door."

From Shi Yan's perspective, Zhao Ze's expression was a little too serious at the moment. In order to save face for the people in front of her, Shi Yan followed his instructions and took two steps back into the courtyard gate.

"Then remember to go home and change into a pair of clean shoes before returning the car. I'll cook now and wait for you, uncle, and aunt to come."

"it is good."

After making sure, Yan went back to the yard and didn't look outside again. Zhao Ze walked back to the ox cart and patted the old ox several times. Although it looked very imposing at the beginning, in fact, the pats on the ox were light, just to scare it and make himself feel better.

The old ox made a "Mou~Mou~" sound, and Zhao Ze returned to his yard contentedly. He threw his dirty shoes into the corner immediately, washed his feet with cold water in the water tank, changed his shoes, and drove the ox cart to Shuanzi's house to return the cart.

"Brother Ze, you're back. What did you buy in the city today? Is ginseng really valuable? When I went to cut fodder just now, the whole village heard that the widow next door to your house bought a lot of things and brought them back!"

Shuanzi didn't have any bad intentions, and his tone was full of curiosity.

"What can I get for a broken ginseng? All I bought was rice. It made me exhausted!"

"Also, how can you call her a little widow? You should call her sister-in-law. Brother Liang Zhi is older than you and me. Don't follow those gossipy women and call her that. You should be a real man and be more capable!"

Shuanzi: "Okay, Brother Ze."

The educated Shuanzi silently took the rope of the ox cart, grabbed a handful of grass and handed it to the old ox's mouth, luring the old ox to walk into his own yard.

The sound of the courtyard door opening and closing was heard, and a somewhat old male voice came from inside the courtyard:

"Shuanzi, Lao Huang is back, right? Has the fodder been delivered?"

Shuanzi: "It's been delivered, it's been delivered, I'm feeding it now!"

Listening to the brief conversation between the grandfather and grandson coming from the yard, Zhao Ze, who had not walked far outside the yard, snorted lightly.

"Kid, be smart!"

Without the restraint of the ox cart, Zhao Ze took a shortcut back home from the back mountain. Before he reached the outside of his own yard, he saw his mother hurriedly coming out of Shi Yan's yard next door. After passing by him and returning home, she came out after a while with an enamel jar in her hand and returned to Shi Yan's yard.

Being ignored, Zhao Ze turned around and followed his mother into the yard next door.

"Aunt, please sit down for a while. I'll be ready soon. Today I wanted to let you and uncle taste my cooking skills. I'm sorry to bother you again!"

After Zhao Ze left, Shi Yan started to light a fire and cook. The onions, ginger and garlic had just been put into the pot when Liu Cuimiao came. She originally just wanted to chat, but when she learned that Shi Yan was going to cook for the whole family, she quickly rolled up her sleeves and started to help.

"Ah, your aunt is always busy. I'll serve you the food, and you wash the dishes. I see that your dishes are all new, so just rinse them before you use them again."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll go wash the dishes then."

The newly bought bowls and chopsticks were separated by kraft paper and tied together with hemp rope. Shi Yan picked up a bundle of bowls and walked to the well. Just as she was about to reach out to draw water, someone threw a bucket into the well before her, and soon a full bucket was hauled up.

"Sister-in-law, let me help you."

"Zhao Ze, you're back!"

Shi Yan had actually noticed Zhao Ze's figure a long time ago, but seeing that he was standing in front of the gate for a long time without saying anything, she didn't rush to greet him.

"Well, I'm back."

The two people worked together very well, one was responsible for pouring the water slowly, and the other was responsible for washing the new bowls.

After all the preparations were made, Shi Yan and the Zhao family sat around the table. The atmosphere was filled with joy.

Aunt Liu kept praising Shi Yan's cooking skills, while Zhao Ze would agree with his mother from time to time during the meal. As for the quiet Village Chief Zhao, one could tell how satisfied he was with today's meal by the speed at which he ate.

There was no kitchen in Shi Yan's courtyard. She just had a simple stove made of bricks that Zhao Ze built for her on the day the house was being renovated. She cooked a proper meal on it. Now she was covered in smoke and felt really uncomfortable.

After the Zhao family went back, she filled the newly bought aluminum kettle with water and placed it on the stove, then Shi Yan turned around and locked the courtyard door.

It was the first time that Shi Yan took a bath in broad daylight after being in this world for half a month. She squatted in the shabby thatched hut, splashing water on herself, looking at the crack of the door that was so close to her. Shi Yan was vigilant and kept releasing her supernatural powers to observe the surrounding situation at any time.

By the time the smell of cooking oil was finally gone, the diluted water was almost gone.

Shi Yan changed into clean clothes again, and with the remaining water, she washed the clothes she was going to wear today and hung them in the yard. Then she brought a stool and sat at the door of the house, wiping her hair which was still dripping with water bit by bit.

The breeze, the fragrance of flowers, the quiet courtyard, such a cozy atmosphere made Shi Yan relax completely physically and mentally. At this moment, someone knocked loudly on the courtyard door from outside.

Through her supernatural powers, Shi Yan already knew who was outside the courtyard gate. She slowly wiped her hair, and when the hair stopped dripping, she got up to open the door. However, she was no longer in a good mood. With every step she took, the plant-based supernatural powers spread outward in a semicircle without being seen, and the roses climbing the wall in the corner, the vegetable fields, and the medicinal fields were all growing and sprouting visibly.

When Shi Yan walked to the gate of the yard, the plants in the yard stopped growing, and Shi Yan also put on her soft skin again.

"Hey! Aunt Wang, what are you doing here?"

After opening the gate, Shi Yan asked in a surprised tone.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do? We are a family after all. What? Now that Liang Zhi is gone, are you going to have to talk to my mother's family about different things?"

Widow Wang specially chose the time when her son was taking a nap to come and knocked on the door for a long time. She had lost her patience by now and wanted to push people away and walk into the yard after she finished speaking.

"Aunt Wang, what are you doing here? I'm feeling a little uncomfortable right now and want to take a rest. I really can't entertain you!"

Shi Yan grabbed the gate with both hands, her eyes were already filled with tears, and her frail body seemed like she was about to collapse at any time.

Widow Wang did not take the weak person in front of her seriously at all. She even saw Shi Yan's whiter and more delicate skin, which made her more certain that there must be something good in Shi Yan's family. Who knows, she might have secretly relied on this coquettish look to get the good stuff from some wild man in the village to raise this child.

The daughter-in-law got something good, so it's her duty to show respect to her mother-in-law. As for the recent division of the family property, she didn't take it to heart. Only a fool would not take advantage of the opportunity.