After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Home.

After Fang Tong had breakfast, he went on to dig a cellar.

This matter concerns food, so this work cannot be delayed.

Fang Nanzhi played by herself for a while, and when she got bored, she went to practice her own name.

After finishing writing, she even found Qin Yan and asked for praise proudly, "Brother, am I good?"

"Great." Qin Yan looked at her seriously: "Zhizhi is really amazing."

It was the first time that Fang Nanzhi was praised so seriously. She was happy but also a little shy. She did not forget to praise him back, "That's also because of my good teaching."

"Brother, can you continue teaching me how to read today?"

Fang Nanzhi raised the book in his hand, full of anticipation.

"Okay."

Qin Yan agreed readily.

The two continued to study the Three Character Classic they had learned last time. Qin Yan first read a sentence to her in a gentle voice, explained the meaning of the sentence separately, and then taught her how to write the characters.

There are two brothers and sisters, one teaches seriously and the other learns seriously.

Qin Yan taught her because, firstly, he had a really good impression of this younger sister, and secondly, the system had issued a daily task yesterday, which required her to teach her younger sister to recognize fifty words, and she would be rewarded with a mysterious gift and a health value of +10.

He doesn't care about mysterious gifts or anything like that, as long as the health points are distributed smoothly.

He now has only one wish, to stand up from this wheelchair as soon as possible.

The two of them studied for a long time, and Fang Nanzhi learned two more sentences.

The little girl lowered her eyes, held a branch in her hand, and wrote down the words seriously in a pile of sand on the table, looking very serious.

Fang Tong had just finished his work and was taking a break when he saw this scene in the cubicle.

He happily came over. Although he didn't recognize many other words, he saw the three words "Fang Nanzhi" on the table at a glance.

"Hey, my daughter is really amazing. She can even write her own name now."

Fang Nanzhi finished writing the last stroke, looked up, and said with a smile, "That's right, I'm awesome, right?"

"But my brother is even better. He taught me everything." Fang Nanzhi said, pulling Qin Yan to look at the words on the table. "Brother, check quickly, is it correct?"

Qin Yan took a glance.

Although the font is a little crooked, the structure is correct.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Watching the brother and sister interact, Fang Tong's face blossomed with a wide smile.

His daughter can now recognize words!

Marrying into the wife's family was the right move!

In order to pay the full amount, Qian Fengping endured the sprain and went back to dig for a long time.

When she came back, it was dark.

Fang Tong not only built the cellar, but also moved the grain in and hid it.

Even cooked a meal.

The woman limped into the yard and smelled the fragrance of rice.

Fang Tong heard the sound and hurried out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of wild vegetable porridge in his hand. He smiled and said, "You're finally back. You must be tired. Come and have dinner."

Qian Fengping nodded and said, "Okay."

As he said this, he tried his best to endure the pain and try not to be noticed. He closed the door and walked slowly inside.

Fang Tong frowned and asked worriedly, "What happened to you? Is your foot crooked?"

As he said this, he quickly put down the basin and hurried over to support her.

"Why didn't you tell me you sprained your ankle? Why are you trying so hard?"

There was a hint of blame in the words, but the concern made Qian Fengping's nose sore.

Fang Tong helped the man into the main room and sat him on the kang. He then went to get a basin of hot water, and brought a towel and some medicinal wine for bruises and injuries.

Fortunately, Qin Yan was often injured while hunting in the past, so these medicines were always available at home.

Fang Tong's eyes were solemn, and he carefully reached out to take off the woman's straw sandals.

Qian Fengping shrank back, looking a little embarrassed: "No, I can do it myself."

She had worked in the mountains all day, so it would be a lie to say that there was no smell. Besides, straw sandals easily got muddy, and she was embarrassed to let Fang Tong see such dirty feet.

As if he saw through her thoughts, he said gently, "Don't think too much."

Fang Tong grabbed her foot as she tried to retract it, and after a closer look, he saw a swelling at her ankle, but fortunately the bone was not dislocated.

First, I carefully used a cloth dipped in warm water to wipe her feet clean, then used a cloth dipped in cold well water to apply a cold compress for a while, poured medicinal wine into my hands and rubbed them to warm them, then gently massaged her ankles.

The man's palms were warm and his grip was gentle, as if he was treating some treasure. When his rough palms rubbed over her ankles, Qian Fengping's ears turned red with discomfort.

Fang Tong kneaded her ankle, feeling a little embarrassed.

Looking at her swollen feet, he frowned and asked, "How did it happen?"

Qian Fengping's eyes flickered as she stammered, "No, I accidentally fell."

Fang Tong lowered his head and didn't notice her expression.

"Next time you get hurt, just go home first. It's okay if we don't have enough yams. We have stockpiled food at home, okay?"

"Ah."

Outside the house, Qin Yan turned his wheelchair to the kitchen to put the dishes and bowls in place. He looked around but could not find Fang Nanzhi.

The sky gradually darkened and the evening breeze rustled the leaves in the woods.

Fang Nanzhi was at the doorstep, defecating in the toilet.

I have been eating well these days and am not constipated anymore.

After a refreshing bowel movement, the little girl, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, used the faint moonlight to pick up two leaves to wipe herself clean, put on her clothes, stood up and walked out.

As soon as I walked out of the toilet, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me!

"Wow! Dad, help me!"

Fang Nanzhi jumped up and screamed in fright.

"Ahhh!" The black shadow was also frightened and screamed.

His voice sounded familiar when he called out like that. Fang Nanzhi calmed down a little and looked over, and she could clearly see the big face with a hint of resentment in the darkness - her second uncle.

After a while, two figures walked into the Qin family one after another.

Fang Tong had just delivered steamed buns and vegetables to Qian Fengping, who had difficulty walking in the house. When he came back, he was stunned when he saw the figure in the yard.

"Second brother, why are you here?"

When Fang Yin saw him, his face was full of grievance, his mouth was pouting as if he was about to cry, and he was barely breathing: "I'm hungry."

"Brother, they, they don't give me food. I haven't eaten for three days."

Fang Nanzhi looked up at her second uncle and was also shocked. Her second uncle's eyes were bulging from hunger, his lips were pale, and he looked like he was going to die at any time.

There were already a few holes in his clothes, but now there were countless holes, bruises, scrapes and dirt all over his clothes, and he looked a mess.

Fang Tong frowned, feeling a little angry.

But he didn't say much, and pulled his second brother to the kitchen, "Sit down first, here, eat first."

As he said this, he handed over a steamed bun filled with wild vegetables.

He was really afraid that people would starve to death in the next second.

Fang Yin's eyes lit up, he immediately took it and started to gobble it up.

"Slow down, no one is trying to snatch it from you. There is water here, eat slowly!" Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Fang Tong's tone became fierce.

Fang Yin shuddered, then obediently began to eat slowly, drinking big gulps of water from time to time to wash the steamed bread down.

I ate while crying.

Fang Tong and the other two also ate together. Fang Yin's low crying could be heard at the table, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

After he finished eating a steamed bun and recovered, Fang Tong handed him another one: "Eat slowly. Tell me, what happened?"