Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

Lu Chuan rarely got along with Wu Biao and the others, and Meng Tong didn't stop them from talking.

Sitting in the flickering firelight, the woman gazed at Lu Chuan with her misty, watery eyes.

The man, with a smile on his face, sat among Wu Biao and the others, chatting and laughing. This was a side of Lu Chuan that Meng Tong had never seen before.

He was calm and reserved in front of her before, and it was rare to see him so warm and talkative as he is now.

It seems necessary to let them interact with more people.

As dusk fell, Meng Tong told Ming Yu about the planting, and the two went straight back to Duanshan Village.

Meng Tong was also worried about leaving her three children alone at home overnight.

……

This time when he went home, Meng Tong brought Bai Ye and the wolves back with him.

Under the wooden house at home, a luminous pearl hangs from the eaves, like two hungry little animals crouching at the door.

When Lu He and Lu Yan saw Lu Chuan and Lu Yan under the moonlight, they stood up abruptly and rushed over like two "small cannonballs".

Nestled into Meng Tong's arms, Lu He looked up at the woman's slightly tired face and asked with heartache, "Mother, are you tired? Would you like He'er to massage your shoulders?"

"Hey, our He'er is so thoughtful."

Ruffled the little guy's head and glanced at Lu Yan, who was already hanging out with Bai Ye and the others.

The little girl with thin arms and legs was able to lift Bai Ye's front legs; that was truly... incredible.

A look of surprise flashed in Meng Tong's eyes. Holding Lu He's hand, she looked at Lu Yan and said with a smile, "Yan'er is so strong now."

"Hehe, I need to protect my mother and father, so naturally I need to be strong."

Bai Ye's fluffy fur clung to Lu Yan's little face, and the little guy replied in a muffled voice.

Unable to bear watching any longer, Lu Chuan quickly grabbed Bai Ye by the neck to prevent its fur from getting into Lu Yan's mouth. As he did so, he whispered, "Let them rest! We'll play with you again tomorrow, okay?"

"……All right!"

After giving Bai Ye and the wolves a good pat on the head, Lu Yan took Lu Chuan's hand and followed behind Meng Tong and her daughter.

Having escaped the clutches of the "little devil," Bai Ye dashed off into the deep mountains, and the wolves disappeared with him.

Upon arriving at the door of the wooden house, one could see a blazing fire in the hearth, where chicken soup was being warmed in an earthenware pot.

A rich, fragrant aroma filled her nostrils. Meng Tong lifted the lid to take a look, then turned to the two sisters with some surprise and asked, "Did you two make chicken soup?"

"Well, Yan'er caught the pheasant, I just seasoned it," Lu He said somewhat embarrassedly. "Why don't you and Father try some? We've already eaten."

As she spoke, Lu He picked up the bowls and chopsticks from the table beside her and made a gesture as if to serve chicken soup.

Lu Chuan quickly took the earthenware pot out of the hearth and then took the bowl that Lu He handed him.

The chicken soup was incredibly fragrant. Even though they were already full, the two of them each drank a large bowl and also ate a few pieces of hot chicken.

It was tender and flavorful, with all the flavors just right, and not greasy at all. To be honest, it was already very good for a first-timer.

While eating the chicken soup her daughter had cooked, Meng Tong felt her eyes welling up with tears for some reason.

As expected, my daughter is truly caring and has grown up to be sensible.

Having accepted their daughter's wish, Lu Chuan and Meng Tong were happy all night. Lying in bed at night, their eyes were filled with pride and happiness.

Although they had cooked before, this time it felt different.

……

The next day.

Lu Chuan focused on his regular bricklaying work, while Meng Tong took Lu Huai to the fields to harvest grain.

Just a few days ago, Meng Tong discovered one of the kid's special abilities.

He can actually control the rice ears to husk directly, something Meng Tong has never been able to do.

Originally, Meng Tong had planned to have Lu Chuan make a simple wooden shelling machine, which would then be accelerated by Meng Tong's special ability.

Before I could even implement my idea, I discovered an even faster method.

This little guy has finally found his place after being idle for so long.

As I walked towards the edge of the field towards the rising sun, I saw a woman with a beautiful face and a unique, aloof demeanor. She was dressed in a coarse linen outfit of gray and white, meant for working in the fields. In a small basket on her back, a chubby, adorable baby lay.

Lu Huai, who was just over six months old, could already utter a few words. When Meng Tong brought him out, the little guy blew bubbles from his mouth and kept saying, "Heart, heart."

He meant he was very happy.

With a wry smile, Meng Tong used the handkerchief she carried with her to wipe the drool around the little guy's mouth, then lowered her eyes and pried open her son's mouth to take a look.

They really have teeth coming in.

Meng Tong tucked the handkerchief into his sleeve and patted Lu Huaiyuan's chubby little head as he walked.

"My son! Whether your mother can complete the task today depends on you!"

"Heart."

He meant to put his mind at ease. If Meng Tong hadn't been his own mother and understood the meaning on his face, others would probably have thought he was still immersed in the happy atmosphere in front of him!

The two, one big and one small, chatted freely, their conversation seemingly encrypted, only Meng Tong could understand it.

They leisurely strolled to the edge of the golden rice paddies. After a long month of growth, the seeds that had undergone the transformation by zombie crystal cores had grown into mature crops.

Everywhere you look, there is the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Squatting down, Meng Tong lifted Lu Huai out of the basket and gently pushed it down so that she could sit comfortably against her back.

Looking down at the little guy bouncing around on her legs, Meng Tong smiled and said softly, "When Mommy harvests the grain in the field, you can help Mommy with the hulling and peeling, okay? Mommy will give you a big surprise tonight."

A seductive voice rang in his ears, and with a couple of smacking sounds from her glistening pink lips and little tongue, Lu Huai nodded his head twice, which was his way of agreeing to Meng Tong's request.

Without hesitation, Meng Tong freed his left hand and channeled a wisp of orange-red supernatural power, quickly pulling up the ripe grains from the ground as before, skillfully performing each step.

The first crop she harvested was rice, partly because it was nearby and partly to test the little guy's abilities.

She discovered his ability by chance at home, and whether it can be used depends on the situation.

The dense rice ears fell from the rice stalks like rain, but this time they were not directly collected into Meng Tong's space.

The rice stalks hovered in the air. The little guy nestled in Meng Tong's arms blinked slightly, and with a few casual waves of his little arms, the outer shell that had been tightly wrapped around the rice grains fell off easily.

Distracted, they stored the hulled rice grains into their spatial storage, their coordination unusually smooth.

The rice piled up like mountains in the space is getting more and more abundant, while the golden rice paddies in the fields are getting less and less plentiful.

It took the two of them two whole hours to harvest and husk all the rice.

This workload would take at least half a month for a normal person.

Whether you remove one or two, it's all the same. Fortunately, Meng Tong also asked the little guy to help with the rice that hadn't husked yet.

Lu Huai was awarded the title of "new type of shelling machine".