The funny counterattack of traveling through time and space and becoming a vicious female supporting

Chapter 50 Busy Times in the Cozy Courtyard

Two carriages arrived at the Shen family's courtyard on the outskirts of the city. There was a small open space at the back of the courtyard, just enough for the two carriages. As soon as they arrived home, Lu Linger began to assign tasks.

"Xuan Ping, Xuan An, go make the beds first. Take out the old quilts and bedding and let them air out in the sun. Then put on new ones. Then go boil some water for a bath and change into new clothes." She handed them new clothes and shoes. Xuan Ping and Xuan An were so moved that tears streamed down their faces, their faces filled with gratitude.

"Oh, don't cry. You will still have to help us with things in the future, so you have to repay us, okay? Now hurry up and complete the task. When you are done, I will give Xuan An acupuncture and prepare a medicinal bath. Go quickly." Lu Linger coaxed the two children gently. Xuan Ping and Xuan An nodded with sobs, and quickly went into the side room to deal with the things Lu Linger instructed.

"Mo Xian, your task is to turn over the vegetable garden in the backyard. Can you do it?" Lu Linger asked worriedly.

Sure enough, Mo Xian scratched his head, looking a little confused: "No."

Lu Linger rolled her eyes: "Then can you go and light the fire? To boil water for a bath, you have to chop wood."

"Yeah, I know how to do this." Mo Xian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to the kitchen to boil water.

"Mo Yan, you just arrived today, so do some easy work. Build a chicken coop." Lu Linger arranged.

"And Yichen, you can help build a stable for the horses. The stable you built at home last time was really beautiful, I love it." She said sweetly. Lu Linger thought to herself: "Although Yichen has lost his memory, his craftsmanship is still superb. Letting him build the stable will not only allow him to use his expertise, but also make him feel needed and slowly regain his confidence."

When Gu Yichen heard Lu Ling'er's praise, his eyes suddenly lit up and he revealed a satisfied smile. When Gu Yichen was repairing the stables, he knew that his skills were not very proficient, which means that he might not be good at these things before he lost his memory, but he was willing to try for Ling'er, so that she would rely on him and love him. Mo Yan watched helplessly and could only shake his head speechlessly, muttering in his heart: "Where did the wise and brave prince who used to be so decisive go? God, please give me back the prince. I don't want this big fool."

Lu Linger was too lazy to pay attention to Mo Yan's complaints. She felt that Mo Yan was even dumber than Mo Xian. If she got any closer, she might get infected. So, she picked up the hoe in the backyard and started to cultivate the vegetable garden. In her previous life, when she was in an orphanage, she had learned to farm, so this was not difficult for her. The only challenge was that it required sufficient physical strength. Although the Shen family's suburban yard was not large, it was well laid out. The vegetable patch in the backyard had been unattended for a long time, and it was overgrown with weeds and the soil was soft. The sunlight shone through the shadows of the trees and sprinkled on the ground, as if waiting for new life to take root.

After Mo Xian boiled water in the kitchen, he went out to chop wood. Seeing his eldest brother Mo Yan still staring at the sky in a daze, he couldn't help but wonder, "Brother, what are you doing? What's so good about the sky?"

Mo Yan came back to his senses, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Yi Chen has been possessed by someone? His Highness used to be an invincible general on the battlefield, but now he is working as a stable boy here. Is he still our master?"

"Brother, you don't really think His Highness has been possessed, do you? Why don't you go and pray, and see if you can find the original His Highness?" Mo Xian teased, causing Mo Yan to chuckle and shake his head. "I think you should go and pray, and get your mental illness treated while you're at it." Mo Xian rolled his eyes, not wanting to bother with this paranoid older brother. Who dared to stop His Highness from doing anything? Anyone who dared to stop him would probably not see the sun tomorrow.

Just as everyone was busy, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from afar. Lu Linger looked up in the direction of the sound, feeling a faint sense of unease. What was going on? Who could be rushing over here in such a hurry?