She transmigrated into a widow and farmed to raise vests.

Qin Yu, carrying two long bamboo poles, split them one by one under the guidance of Lu's mother.

Lu Zhou squatted down beside her, watching his sister-in-law effortlessly split each bamboo stalk.

Each one was remarkably uniform, which was quite surprising.

Lu Zhou felt that his sister-in-law was much stronger than before, and her knife skills were much better.

Whether it's slicing fish, slicing offal, or even chopping firewood!

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he sensed something was different!

He always felt that something was different about his sister-in-law, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it!

Just then, they saw Qin Yu holding a pen, carefully writing their names stroke by stroke.

"Lu Xiaoan, Lu Zhou!"

Lu Zhou snapped out of his daze and was even more surprised to find that the handwriting on the paper was quite beautiful!

He knew that in this family, only his older brother could write some words.

When my sister-in-law came, she told them that she was illiterate.

He was filled with doubts, and seeing his sister-in-law's serious expression, he couldn't bring himself to ask her what was on his mind.

Qin Yu watched the two of them write diligently, then pressed down all the papers on the side, bound them with needle and thread, and waited to write down the story she remembered!

Even after Lu's mother regained the ability to move her legs, she never stopped working.

The bamboo is softened by baking and then woven together to form a shape.

Because I hadn't done it for several years, I even got a few scratches on my hands when I started working on it again.

As she gradually became more skilled, her hands and feet became faster, and she finished half of the weaving in less than an hour.

The four people in the room seemed peaceful and content in the spring breeze.

That evening, with Qin Yu's help, Lu's mother took a bath and changed into clean clothes.

With renewed strength in my hands, I coughed less often and slept much more comfortably.

Qin Yu placed the spice packet into the boiled offal and waited for the spice packet to marinate the offal.

I looked at the peppers that had grown to the height of my calves, watered them again, and guessed that I could harvest them in two or three days.

Only then did I feel relieved!

After working non-stop for three or four days in a row, this frail body was also sore all over.

I boiled a bucket of water, planning to take a hot bath.

Soon after, she took off her clothes and lay down in the wooden tub.

Water gurgled outwards from the palm of the hand placed on the water's surface.

A flash of green light appeared on the water's surface and then disappeared.

Whether it was the effect of the spiritual spring or not, she instantly felt the soreness in her body disappear.

The relief from the soreness made her feel much more relaxed, and she lay in the bathtub, closed her eyes, and dozed off for a while.

"bump"

A sound of someone knocking something over came from outside the door.

Qin Yu listened intently and heard hurried footsteps.

He quickly blew out the candles, got dressed, and hid under the window.

Wu Yong was seen sneaking around in the dark, moving along the corner of the wall.

Qin Yu watched the man's movements and casually picked up the chopsticks and held them in his hand.

Who is it? Who's outside?

Lu's mother's voice rang out in the darkness. Wu Yong heard the noise and was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly.

I almost bumped into something behind me and hurriedly walked outside.

Qin Yu pretended nothing was wrong and got up to light the candles.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yu walked out of the room with a candle, and Lu's mother also came out.

"I think I heard something!" Lu's mother put on a coat and leaned against the wall because of her mobility issues.

Qin Yu opened the door casually, and in the darkness, she looked in the direction the person had walked away, and understood.

He glanced at the woodshed, made sure the doors and windows were closed, and then returned with peace of mind.

"There are probably stray cats around. Go to sleep!"

He was thinking about setting some traps for tomorrow.

"You should go to sleep too, there's a market tomorrow!" Seeing that everything was alright, Lu's mother went into her room with peace of mind.

Qin Yu didn't take the matter to heart and continued doing his own thing early the next morning.

I got up early to make the fish balls, and then took a piece of braised pork, cut it up, and placed it on a plate.

The rest were put in a wooden barrel, waiting to be taken to Yunlaiju for inspection.

The family was eating in the yard, and the two children nodded in approval as they ate the braised pork offal.

"It smelled awful yesterday, but it tastes delicious today!"

Lu Zhou ate and nodded, listening to his mother agree and chat with the two children. Qin Yu felt satisfied!

Before Qin Yu could even wait, Lin Erniu pulled up in front of his house with his oxcart.

He then helped her carry her things onto the carriage.

"Good morning, Aunt Lu!" Lin Erniu greeted Aunt Lu with a smile as she saw her come out.

The young man, who was only seventeen years old, had an exceptionally cheerful smile.

"Auntie, I see your legs are much better now. You can walk on the ground, and I reckon you'll be able to run in a few more days!"

"Haha, Erniu, you've become quite the talker!" Mother Lu was also pleased, and moved a stool to sit down, intending to continue making bamboo weaving.

"Why don't we go to town together today?" Qin Yu looked at Lu's mother and the two children.

"Okay, okay, Mom, Xiao An wants to go with you!"

"I am coming too!"

The two children happily agreed, but Lu's mother was clearly hesitant.

"Why don't you go ahead and I'll get your things ready!" Mother Lu was worried that Qin Yu would need them urgently, so she wanted to get them ready as quickly as possible.

"Besides, my legs aren't very good, and going to town would only delay your work. You guys should go!"

"These things aren't urgent. Since you're not feeling well, you might as well go to town and take a look."

As Qin Yu spoke, he helped Lu's mother up and put her things aside.

"Aunt Lu, since your sister-in-law has said so, why don't you listen to her and go to town to see a doctor? You must get better soon!"

Lin Erniu also joined in the persuasion, lowering the oxcart a bit to make it easier for Lu's mother to get on.

Two children followed to help.

Seeing Qin Yu's insistence, Lu's mother turned back to look at the door, which was not yet fully closed.

Qin Yu knew what she was thinking, so he turned around and found a lock to lock the front door and the kitchen.

The group then got into the car and headed to the market.

Lu Xiaoan was unusually excited throughout the journey, looking around curiously and climbing all over the oxcart.

Lin Erniu and Lu Zhou accompanied Lu Xiaoan, and the journey seemed quite pleasant.

Upon arriving in town, Qin Yu went to take care of important business first.

When they reached the entrance to the backyard, the portly head chef from the kitchen came out with a rather unpleasant expression.

Seeing Qin Yu's smiling face again, he warmly invited the group to sit in the backyard and wait.

Lin Erniu was afraid that it would be inappropriate for him to be present, so he made an excuse and left first.

Qin Yu wasn't in a hurry, but he was puzzled by their pale faces.

"What's wrong with Fatty Master? Everyone seems unhappy!"

The chubby chef is a master chef in his thirties who has worked in the kitchen for over ten years.

He knew Qin Yu had come to sell things, and he was very pleased to see Qin Yu's kind and gentle nature and his willingness to teach him.

So he didn't hide it from Qin Yu.

"Our young master has arrived and is upstairs talking to Manager Du!"

Qin Yu didn't reply, but seeing his furrowed brows, he knew there was more to say.

I thought he wouldn't tell me, but then I heard him continue.

"Actually, this matter is also related to you. The young master found out about you selling the soup base before and said some things to the manager."