Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

"I'll bring it up." Cui Chengliang pursed his lips, his words were simple but his tone was firm.

Along the way, some villagers passed by and greeted the two with a smile.

Lin withdrew her hand, stood with Cui Chengliang, and nodded in response.

"Are you two going to the grain drying ground?" The villagers saw Cui Chengliang carrying a wooden bucket, which was emitting wisps of heat. "Why are you carrying a bucket of hot water in such hot weather?"

If you smell it carefully, there seems to be a bean fragrance in the hot air.

Lin smiled and said, "Everyone has worked hard, so I made some mung bean soup for us to share."

When the gauze was lifted, there was indeed half a bucket of mung bean soup inside, and there was quite a lot of mung beans.

"Very good, very good." The villagers swallowed hard. They hadn't had mung bean soup for a long time and they could hardly resist the smell.

After reading it, he walked away without saying a word.

She was afraid that if she said a few more words, she would not be able to help but ask for a bowl of drink.

“You don’t actually need to cook these.”

The two walked side by side to the threshing ground. Cui Chengliang lowered his head, glanced at Lin's swaying toes, deliberately slowed down his pace, and said something casually.

Lin said softly, "Silang's children also want to drink, so it's not a big deal to cook a few more bowls."

Cui Chengliang knew that Lin was not a stingy person. In a village where people had to count every little thing, Lin's generosity was somewhat out of place.

But different.

It was because of this that he couldn't help but worry about her.

When Lin first arrived, she not only had to raise three children, but also had to take care of five children from the second wife. The burden on her shoulders was extremely heavy.

She said nothing and passed her days unconsciously.

Cui Chengliang felt a little ashamed. He had been here for three years, which was not as good as Lin's three months.

"If you need any help in the future, just call me. I can do what Shiro can do."

Cui Chengliang's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and his old face felt a little numb.

I have fallen to the point of competing with children for work.

But there was nothing she could do, as Lin was closer to the other children and would rather find Silang alone than say a single word to him.

Lin chuckled and quickly stopped laughing, but a hint of smile still flickered in her eyes.

"Among the second wife's children, Silang has a talent for business. These jobs are also intended to train him. This child is very smart."

Isn’t that smart? The business is now running smoothly.

Even he, the third uncle, couldn't intervene.

"Forget it then." Cui Chengliang said in a muffled voice.

Lin suddenly said seriously, "But I still have to trouble you with something."

Cui Chengliang raised his head suddenly: "Go ahead."

"You are familiar with the surrounding area of the village. Can you help me see if anyone wants to sell cattle? I want to buy a cow."

Now that business is booming, ox carts are on the agenda.

Although the village has ox carts, they now have to carry goods back and forth to the brick kiln, plus go to the city to sell pickles, and they also have more than 20 acres of land.

It is more convenient to raise a cow at home.

"I'll ask around in the next couple of days and get back to you with some news."

Cui Chengliang was extremely happy and took this matter seriously, determined to pick a good cow.

There are some things to consider when buying a cow. It is not good if it is too old or too young. It is best if it is in its prime, able to work and strong.

It's just right to entrust this matter to him.

Several people are resting in the threshing ground.

Silang followed his third aunt's instructions and took a quarter-hour break every hour.

Everyone was curious about this rule. Some said there was no need to rest, but Silang meticulously followed Aunt San's instructions.

What about paid rest?

When the two Lins arrived, a group of people were standing under the tree, fanning themselves and chatting. A few boys were lying crookedly under the tree in a stretched-out position.