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

The next day was sunny again, but fortunately the temperature was not high, and I didn't feel hot wearing long sleeves.

Today, Lu Chuan was going to plow the fields. He got up very early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The bison and other animals were temporarily kept in the village chief's cowshed, while Bai Ye and the wolves went into the mountains to forage for food.

After quickly washing up with the cold water he had brought back the night before, Lu Chuan started making breakfast.

"Father, let Yan'er and my sister help you!"

"Okay." Lu Chuan glanced at his two daughters, who were already up, and said with a smile, "There's a basin over there. Wash up first, and then help Daddy wash the vegetables later."

"Good~"

The two sisters obediently went to get the wooden basin standing at the door of the cabin. They washed themselves first, and then sat down to help pick and wash the vegetables.

Meng Tong had already gotten up, but she was feeding Lu Huai and changing his diapers.

Although the little guy has learned to control himself, he can't avoid it at night.

After changing the diaper, Meng Tong carried the energetic Lu Huai outside.

"Why did you come out? Aren't you a little cold?"

"No." Meng Tong waved her hand, hugged Lu Huai with one arm, and then said to Lu Chuan, "Bring the bamboo bed out of the house! Let him get some sun outside."

"it is good."

Putting down the pot, Lu Chuan went inside and brought out the bamboo bed. There was a thick blanket and a mattress in front of it, making it very comfortable to lie on.

"give it to me!"

"Ah."

After setting up the bamboo bed, Lu Chuan took Lu Huai from Meng Tong's hands, put the little guy inside, and then covered him with a thin blanket.

The sun rose slowly, and the small square was filled with peace.

Lu Huai lay on the bamboo bed with his eyes closed, blowing bubbles and playing, while Lu He and Lu Yan assisted Lu Chuan.

As for Meng Tong, he wandered around the village again and delivered enough tender grass to the wild cattle in the cowshed.

Patting the bison's sturdy head, Meng Tong whispered, "Good luck today! I'll give you a reward when we get back tonight."

"Moo~"

The bison roared, its powerful energy now unleashed.

Meng Tong was very satisfied.

Back at their destination with their hands behind their backs, Lu Chuan and the others had almost finished making breakfast.

After setting up the table and chairs, the Lu sisters, He and Yan, took charge of setting out the bowls and chopsticks.

Soon the family sat down together, and on the table were steaming four dishes and a soup, as well as fragrant rice.

"My wife, eat more."

“Yes, you too.” Meng Tong said, placing a piece of wild boar head meat on the man’s plate. “I took a look at the village’s land yesterday, and it seems there’s quite a lot. It’ll probably take you a long time to plow it all by yourself. Anyway, there are three wild buffaloes. Maybe I can go plow it too later…”

“No way.” Lu Chuan refused without hesitation, his handsome features showing helplessness. “What woman plows the fields? You stay home and rest. I’ll do it.”

"Besides, this plow requires skill, and I'm afraid the wild buffalo will hurt my wife because it's uncontrollable."

Lu Chuan was being honest, but Meng Tong didn't think women couldn't plow the fields; in her opinion, it didn't seem difficult.

After swallowing everything in his mouth, Meng Tong continued calmly, "You can teach me, as for the bison, I don't think it can hurt me."

It wasn't arrogance on her part, but rather self-confidence.

Almost all the tender grass they eat is ripened by her using her supernatural abilities, so it's not only clean but also of good quality.

Meng Tong didn't think she was any worse than her master, Lu Chuan.

It seems that Lu Chuan also thinks this makes sense.

He subconsciously felt that his wife was the weaker party.

Thinking about what his wife had done over the years, Lu Chuan knew he needed to change his opinion of her.

His deep, dark eyes flickered, and the man said calmly, "Then I'll make a new rope and teach my wife."

"it is good."

The matter was settled happily, and for some reason, Meng Tong was even a little excited.

After the meal, the Lu sisters, Lu He and Lu Yan, were very considerate in clearing away the dishes and helping with the washing.

Then Meng Tong assigned them their learning task for the day, which was the few words she had taught them the night before.

……

Lu Chuan gathered enough ropes from the space and squatted down to study them carefully. Then he made the rope connecting the bison and the plow. Meng Tong observed from the side and offered suggestions from time to time.

It took about an hour to complete a brand new rope.

It's not a difficult thing in the end; it can be achieved simply by observing.

"Wife, wait for me here, I'll go and bring the wild buffalo over."

“Okay.” Meng Tong nodded and said, “Also, call Bai Ye and the others. We’re going out in a bit, and I’m worried about the safety of the children at home.”

"it is good."

Lu Chuan got up and walked towards the cowshed. Not long after, three wild buffaloes followed him.

As for Bai Ye and the others, Meng Tong didn't know how they communicated, but Bai Ye and the wolves returned in less than a quarter of an hour.

Lu Chuan leaned down and gave Bai Ye a few instructions, and after seeing it nod, he...

The man then walked towards Meng Tong and said, "Let's go, my wife. I've made arrangements. They will inform us if anything happens."

"Ah."

I glanced at the two sisters writing diligently in the cabin and Lu Huai lying on the bamboo bed.

A smile spread across Meng Tong's face as she followed Lu Chuan into the field.

Only two of the three bison were tied with ropes, while the third was used for replacement.

……

The land in the village was actually not far from the village at all; the two of them arrived in just a few minutes.

Lu Chuan put the basket on his back down and stood on a wider ridge in the field, saying, "Let's start by tilling this plot today! I'll teach my wife how to use it first."

"it is good."

After following Lu Chuan down to the ground, Meng Tong rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.

Lu Chuan took out the plow from the space and connected it to the rope on the bison. He then guided Meng Tong through the process of using the plow.

First and foremost, you must hold the plow firmly; you can't be too weak, otherwise the ox will easily pull the plow off course or the plowing depth will be insufficient.

Of course, you can also adjust the depth of plowing according to the ground. If you want it shallower, lift the plow up a little; if you want it deeper, press it down.

These are all techniques; you can't just rely on brute force.

Meng Tong listened attentively; it felt very easy to her.

"Then, my wife, let's begin here!"

"it is good."

The two of them held the plow together, and Lu Chuan raised his whip and gently struck the buffalo's rump.

It doesn't hurt, but it's a sign that you can walk.

The bison walked slowly forward, plowing smoothly without any effort.

The originally hard ground turned up to reveal soft, damp soil, so soft that you could even sink a little when you stepped on it.

Fortunately, Meng Tong was wearing a short-sleeved shirt for working in the fields today, otherwise her skirt would have easily gotten stuck in the ground.

The two worked together seamlessly, and could even chat while walking.

Lu Chuan took Meng Tong back and forth three or four times. Seeing that she was indeed learning easily and quickly, the man finally felt relieved and let go of her hand.