Ugly girl only wants to farm

When Liu saw someone carrying things back and forth in her yard, she gritted her teeth and unconsciously dug a hole in the wall with her hand.

She had originally thought these people wouldn't be back for a while. She had already checked on the crops in the fields several times, and in ten or fifteen days they would be ready for a bumper harvest. She had even planned to dig up the taro and store it as food, and save the ginger to exchange for money. Now all of that was ruined. How could she not hate it?

Summer is already rainy enough, so we can just rely on the rain. The more I think about it, the angrier I get, especially when I see those women coming out with such happy faces.

These women didn't get along with her usually, and seeing their baskets full of things made her extremely jealous.

Liu couldn't resist going outside to say something sarcastic, but she couldn't win with her words and suffered a loss, returning with a long face.

Meng Taohua came over carrying some clothes. Seeing that her mother looked unhappy, she asked casually, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"What are you yelling for? Are you trying to summon your soul in broad daylight? Get over there right now, you have no sense of propriety at all."

Meng Taohua was scolded harshly and felt very indignant. She retorted, "Mother, if you're angry, why are you taking it out on me? I'm your daughter, not a punching bag. If you're so capable, go find the neighbor across the street."

He shoved the clothes in his hand into hers, saying, "I don't want to wash them either. My hands are so rough from washing them. How am I going to find a good husband?"

After saying that, he gave Liu a disgusted look and left.

Liu was already seething with anger, and now, after being scolded by her daughter, it flared up like a lit firecracker.

She flung the clothes out of her hand, grabbed a stick, and chased after him, starting a fight without saying a word.

"You little brat, how dare you talk back to me? You've got a skin on your hands. I've been wronged and you didn't even offer me a few words of comfort. Now you dare to mock me. I'll beat you to death."

Normally, she would never bear to hit her daughter and rarely asked her to do anything. But now, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she showed no mercy. No matter how much Meng Taohua begged for mercy, it was no use.

"Sister-in-law, can you hear that? It's screaming like a pig being slaughtered over there again. My second aunt is always going crazy."

Xu Chaoyan was cleaning the excess dirt off the ginger, feeling a little regretful that it would definitely grow a bit more in another half month.

Without even looking up, she replied, "It is indeed very noisy. Fortunately, we don't live here anymore, otherwise I really can't imagine how we could live like this."

Xu Chaoyan selected all the healthy young ginger plants, which were perfect for pickling. They would be just the right amount to make pickles and have a pot of porridge for breakfast.

She picked out all the less appealing ones and stir-fried them as side dishes. She also dried some to keep for foot baths. She had previously dried some for Meng Jiuhe to boil and soak his feet in. His feet would stay warm in the winter.

Meng Jiuhe had just returned with all those people, carrying a dustpan in his hand, his expression somewhat pleased: "What are they wailing and howling about over there again? It's so annoying."

Meng Jiuxia quickly went to fetch him water and handed him a handkerchief, looking gloating: "I just overheard something, it seems like Second Aunt was hitting Peach Blossom. She used to never hit her daughter, but now she's acting like she's possessed."

Seeing his sister's expression, Meng Jiuhe smiled and said, "When did you become so fond of eavesdropping? Be careful you don't get caught and get a lecture. You didn't even offer to help your sister-in-law."

Although his tone was reproachful, a closer look revealed a hint of doting affection.

Meng Jiuhe smiled and replied, "Brother, don't wrong me. I just came back from the fields. My sister-in-law asked me to check if there were any old ginger plants left. I just got back to see her and I haven't even caught my breath yet."

After washing his hands, Meng Jiuhe brought over a small stool to help: "Alright, come and help quickly. Your sister-in-law hasn't been feeling well these past few days, so lend her a hand."

Meng Jiuxia looked at him suspiciously: "How come I didn't know my sister-in-law wasn't feeling well? She seemed to be in good spirits, and we were just discussing things for a while."

"Ouch." Meng Jiuxia suddenly winced in pain and looked at him with displeasure.

Meng Jiuhe picked up a piece, unsure how to proceed: "Um, how should I handle this one?"

Xu Chaoyan handed him a small basket: "Just pick out the old ginger, and I'll dry it and boil it into water for you to soak your feet in during the winter."

Meng Jiuxia clicked her tongue a few times, her tone sour: "Why is he the only one getting water to soak his feet? Am I not a person? Can't you see me?"

Xu Chaoyan burst out laughing when she saw the girl like that: "Alright, I'll give you a bath, you little darling, so hurry up and get to work. After you've finished cleaning everything up, you still have to rush back. You've lost a lot of copper coins by resting for these few days, and it pains me to see that."

After saying that, he put on a heartbroken look.

Meng Jiuhe carefully selected the old ginger, a slight smile appearing on his lips: "Why don't you rest for a few more days? There's no rush. Money is just an external thing; you can never earn it all."

The two women glanced at him simultaneously and said reproachfully, "You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household."

Meng Jiu smiled without saying a word. He felt very content with his life now. As long as his family was together peacefully and happily, nothing else seemed to matter.

Meng Jiuxia wisely left the two of them some space. She went to boil water and cook. Before leaving, she deliberately pulled away her older brother's small stool, claiming that the small stool in the kitchen was more comfortable to sit on.

She kept winking at Meng Jiu, and just as her eyes were about to cramp, her good older brother said something.

"Little sister, what's wrong with your eyes? You keep squeezing them. Your eyeballs are about to pop out."

Meng Jiuxia was so angry that she cursed him as she left, "Bookworm."

Xu Chaoyan suppressed a laugh and patted the bench in front of her: "Come sit down and rest for a while. Your legs will get uncomfortable if you stand for too long."

She also knew that her sister-in-law was creating opportunities for them.

Meng Jiuhe finally understood, lowered his head, squatted down, and continued working: "It's nothing."

Xu Chaoyan got up to stretch her limbs and kicked the small basket in front of him to get his attention: "Come here quickly, your legs are uncomfortable from squatting for too long, do you think I'm a tigress?"

Meng Jiuhe looked up at her and answered seriously, "I'm not a tigress."

"Then come over here."

After the two sat down together, their bodies were almost touching. When they bent down to pick up some ginger from the ground, their heads bumped together. Meng Jiuhe got nervous and grabbed a handful of ginger haphazardly.

You're holding my hand.

"Huh? I didn't see it."

The pustules on her face have subsided considerably, and the remaining pimples and marks look much better than before. She no longer wears a veil, and the ointment the doctor gave her is effective. Her diet has also improved her condition significantly.

Meng Jiuhe's fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Xu Chaoyan pulled them out of his hand and took a handkerchief from the side to wipe them for him.

"Alright, we don't need to select the rest; we can cook them later."

She wiped her fingers one by one with great patience, making Meng Jiu feel a little uneasy, and her heart pounded in her chest.

Xu Chaoyan exclaimed in her heart, "Wow, those hands are amazing! Those slender fingers must look so beautiful when they play the piano!" She let her mind wander and start daydreaming.

Seeing her staring at one of his fingers and grinning foolishly, Meng Jiuhe couldn't help but cough and blurted out, almost as if possessed, "Um, how about we switch to the other hand? If we keep rubbing like this, the skin will peel off."

Xu Chaoyan chuckled awkwardly to cover her embarrassment. She had just been thinking that such beautiful hands must feel wonderful to hold, or maybe a gentle head pat or something, but when she met his gaze, she immediately lowered her hands in embarrassment.

"I'll go get you a basin of water; there's some mud in it."

Meng Jiu suddenly burst out laughing. Seeing her fleeing in panic, he suddenly felt very happy.

The next day, they got up very early and moved all the things onto the oxcart. When Xu Chaoyan tried to move the wheelchair onto the oxcart, Meng Jiuhe looked a little upset and put it back inside.

Meng Jiuxia muttered to herself, "He doesn't want us to treat him like a cripple; he's just trying to save face."

The oxcart was packed full, so the three of them could only sit on the edge of the cart.

Meng Jiuxia's eyes darted around, and she pushed the person in front of him: "Big brother, you guys sit in the back and protect sister-in-law. I'm going to the front to chat with Uncle for a bit. It's rare for me to come back like this." She gave Xu Chaoyan a meaningful look.