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

Old man Cui had just sharpened three chopping boards when he saw the woman coming over from work in the yard.

"Third daughter-in-law, can you see if these cutting boards can be used?"

The cutting board has a fresh wood smell and is polished to a smooth finish.

Lin took the cutting board and said sincerely, "Is this a new cutting board? Thank you for the trouble, Dad."

"We have our own stockpiled wood, so it won't be a big deal." Old Man Cui waved his hand. "You have a lot to do. Your mother and I can't help you and we don't know how to do it, so we'll just give you a hand. If you need anything in the future, just tell us. We'll do it for you without hesitation."

Lin smiled gently, "I understand, Dad."

Cui Chengliang stood behind Old Man Cui and nodded and greeted Lin. He had not finished the table yet, so he decided not to say anything for the time being.

Lin's smile remained unchanged. She nodded slightly to Cui Chengliang, then turned around and walked to the side with the chopping board in her arms.

Old Man Cui had a smile on his face but sighed in his heart.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. He said everything he needed to say. The third child didn't listen, so he could only leave it to fate.

"You don't understand, but I do." After hearing what Old Man Cui said, Old Lady Cui immediately became unhappy and waved the paper in her hand. "The third daughter-in-law specially asked me to manage this business, and there is this work record..."

"Workbook."

"Yes, yes, that's what Jingwen does in the threshing ground. It's the most important thing."

As soon as Mrs. Cui finished listening to the instructions on how to use the work record book, she couldn't wait to show it off to Mr. Cui.

Her job is much more important than a cutting board.

Old Man Cui took a quick look and saw that all the words on a page of paper added up to less than the number of fingers. He was too lazy to argue with her, so he just responded casually and took his men to the field.

"Grandma, this is a bowl of ink. After you inspect it, use chopsticks to dip it in the ink and stamp it behind the name..."

Cui Jingwen grabbed Old Lady Cui and continued to teach her how to use the work record book.

"Ouch, I didn't hear you clearly just now. Please tell me again from the beginning."

As proud as she was just now, she is now as humble as ever. But Old Mrs. Cui still wants to do this job, staring at the work book and taking notes desperately.

On the Lin side, three people each occupied a table. There was a chopping board on one side of the table and a basin on the other. They were cutting very skillfully.

It was originally a very simple job.

As soon as Mrs. Cui remembered it, one of the women stopped her knife.

"Boss, I've finished cutting two pounds."

"So fast, let me take a look." Old Mrs. Cui hurried over and used chopsticks to stir the vegetables in the basin. The evenly distributed filaments were flawless. "Not bad, not bad. Keep cutting."

Cui Jingwen reminded quietly: "Grandma, stamp it."

"Right, right, right." Old Mrs. Cui was in a hurry. She glanced at the work record book, then at the person in front of her. "San, can you help Grandma check, is it the one behind the first one?"

"The first one is Cuicui from Aunt Wang's family, it should be built in..."

Fortunately, although Mrs. Cui was illiterate, she had a good memory. After the three of them stamped their seals, everything was sorted out.

Seeing that he was no longer needed here, Cui Jingwen said, "Mom, I'm going to the threshing ground."

"Go."

Seeing Cui Jingwen holding the same work record book as hers, Old Mrs. Cui straightened her chest a little more and her eyes only looked between the three cutting boards.

Seeing that Old Lady Cui was facing a great enemy, Mrs. Lin couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, why don't you sit down and have a drink of water."

As he spoke, he poured a glass of water for Old Lady Cui, adding a small amount of salt and sugar to the water, which was specially prepared for people who worked. There was also some water in the threshing ground.

"What kind of water is this? It tastes weird." Old Mrs. Cui smacked her lips. "I'll be watching over here, you should just go about your business."

"Okay, I'll leave this to Mom. I'm going out for a while."

Lin happened to have something to do, so she watched Old Lady Cui inspect and stamp the documents before leaving.