My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

It has rained recently, but it was only sporadic and light rain, which was enough to keep out with a straw raincoat. If it rained a little harder, it would not be so good.

Thanks to God, every time it rained, it would be in the afternoon, so it had no impact on their morning market.

Those vendors who live in the county town have prepared raincoats, so they are not too worried even if it rains lightly.

Si Muyan thought that the stalls were still a problem. When it rained, there was no shelter. Also, after the morning market, the stalls here had to be removed, and the awnings could not be fixed or repaired.

We need to see what method is better.

Si Muyan took action as soon as he said it. He went back to find the pen, ink and paper that his elder brother used before, and began to work on the design. He designed a foldable and movable awning, and decided to go to the street to ask the craftsmen tomorrow to see if this awning can be made and how much it would cost.

The autumn harvest had already begun, and although Si Xingzhi had found the village head and contracted out the entire harvest, he was still worried that someone might steal his crops because they were his own fields. Therefore, he went to the fields every day to monitor them.

But since others were working enthusiastically, Si Xingzhi didn't feel comfortable just being a supervisor, so he also went down to the fields to help.

The next day, he sprained his waist and was carried back by two strong men.

"Tsk tsk, you always say you're an official, but I didn't expect you to be so frail. How much work have you done, and yet you're so tired?"

"Hahaha, you officials are worse than us villagers. Stop working now and go home to lie down."

These were all jokes. The two men were honest. Although they spoke with disdain, their movements were very skillful. They kneaded Si Xingzhi's waist and back, causing him to cry out in pain.

The man laughed and said, "Master, please bear with it for a while. I will press it like this once, and your sprained tendon will heal quickly."

Si Xingzhi went to bed quickly and recovered quickly, and was out of bed again in the afternoon.

But no one dared to let the farmer do farm work anymore, and they drove him directly to the place where children worked - work done by children under ten years old.

When the younger sister heard this, she couldn't help but laugh: "Dad, I heard that you're working with kids now? You can't even compare to me, your younger brother?"

Si Xingzhi glared at her unhappily: "I am your father. If you say that to me again, I will not be polite."

After dinner, Si Muyan went out with Xiaoxia in her arms.

The younger sister asked curiously, "Where are you going, elder sister? Are you going to see Mrs. Zhu with the child again? Aunt Jin, how is Mrs. Zhu these days?"

"She's doing fine. She came here early in the morning to help with the laundry and cooking. She's the one who feeds the chickens and ducks. In the afternoon, she went up the mountain to collect firewood. I told her not to go. Her old arms and legs are too weak to climb the mountain. If she gets hurt, it will be troublesome." Aunt Jin rambled on and on, and then said, "It's strange. I thought half of the chickens and ducklings would die. Several of them were sick before, but not only did they not die, but those that were sick all survived."

The younger brother said, "It's all my credit. I was afraid I couldn't feed them, so I went to the fields to catch insects to feed them."

Aunt Jin laughed heartily: "Yes, it's all thanks to the young master. They all survived and are growing well, much faster than ordinary chickens and ducks!"

Of course, they didn't know that this was because Si Muyan fed the chickens and ducks every day. The chickens and ducks raised in the farm grew faster than those raised in the wild. And with poultry medicine, the chickens and ducks didn't get sick, so they naturally grew stronger.

Si Muyan held the child and did not go to Mrs. Zhu, but went to the fields to watch others work.

The men and women in the village have been working hard these days, fearing that if they slow down a little, the harvest in the fields will be wasted.

The village head's wife not only had to take care of her own household, but also her brother-in-law's family. Song Erqiang was strong, but he had to drive during the day, so he could only help for a short time when he came back. The village head felt sorry for his mentally handicapped brother and didn't let him work for long. As for Song Erqiang's wife, she was also useless, and could only be left at home to cook and take care of the children.

Although he felt some resentment in his heart, he had already accepted his fate. As long as Song Erqiang and his wife lived a good life and did not hold them back, that would be good enough.

Seeing Si Muyan, the village head's wife smiled brightly and greeted her: "Miss Yan is here? This is your niece, she's so pretty!"

Since the second sister has been back for so long, there are naturally rumors in the village. However, with the recent autumn harvest, everyone is very busy and there is less gossip. Of course, there are still rumors behind the scenes.

But Si Muyan's personality is such that if she doesn't chirp in front of me, I will pretend not to hear her. But if she dares to chirp in front of me, I will attack her directly.

Since there was no cricket in person, she naturally wouldn't do anything.

"Village head aunt." Si Muyan nodded, "I came to check on the situation in the fields. It's so late, why are you still busy?"

The village head's wife had originally thought that the Si family's porridge business would not last long, and that Song Erqiang's daily income of 25 coins would not last for many days. She had never expected that these days, there would be business every day.

A few days ago, when it was not too busy, someone from the village went to the county town and said that he saw the porridge stall of the three siblings of the Si family, and their business was booming.

Therefore, she was also happy to talk to Si Muyan for a few more words: "Of course we have to get busy. Seeing that the weather is getting bad, we are afraid that we won't be able to collect the grain before it rains, so we have to hurry up."

Si Muyan asked: "Is it going to rain? When will it rain?"

The village head's wife said, "I estimate it will only take three or four days. The old masters in the village are very good at judging this. Speaking of which, every autumn rain brings a chill. When this rain comes, the weather won't be so good anymore."

Si Muyan nodded: "That will be really hard work."

"This year is a good year, and everyone is happy after all the hard work."

Three consecutive years of good weather and harvests are a great blessing for farmers who make their living from the land.

Si Muyan got the news she needed, and Xiaoxiaer also woke up. She said goodbye to the headman's wife and went back with the child.

By this time, the day's work in the fields was almost done. The village head's wife wiped the sweat off her face, stood up, packed up her things and went back.

Others also stood up. Some who were familiar with the village head's wife came over quickly and asked, "Sister Guihua, you seem to be quite familiar with the girl from the Si family."

The village head's wife laughed and said, "It's not so bad. It's because her family has been having a lot of trouble lately. Her father has come to my husband several times and asked him to help. After a few visits, he can finally say a few words."

The woman was curious and asked, "I heard they set up a stall selling porridge on the street? Your family even rented an oxcart for them. I guess their business is pretty good, right?"

The village head's wife wasn't one for gossip, so she frowned, fearing trouble. "Aren't these kids busy every day just trying to make a living? How would I know if business is good or not?"