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Everyone was busy, so she went hunting in the mountains. Perhaps because it was too hot, there were few small animals outside, and she only caught two pheasants. When she got home, she cleaned them up and separated the meat from the bones.

The meat was made into chicken cutlets, and the bones were used to make a soup.

Make a flatbread, a flatbread that can be rolled up with anything.

Chicken cutlet, greens, sauce, fried egg, rolled up together, tastes amazing.

There were many people at noon, and she did a lot of work. When she was about to leave with her large basket, Ling Silang said, "I'll go with you."

"Have you finished eating?" After finishing the meal, she first sent a portion to Ling Silang before making the rest. As for herself... she only ate a few bites while cooking and was already full.

"Yes, there's so much stuff. I'll go with you."

"Oh."

The soup was served in a jar, with bowls and other items on the side. The other basket of wraps wasn't heavy, so she had Ling Silang carry the wrap basket.

Ling Silang could tell that he was a little embarrassed, being a man. "Actually, I've been recovering quite well recently, and I'm stronger than before."

"Oh, that's good." Du Mingxian didn't catch Ling Silang's implication at all, and just subconsciously replied.

Ling Shiro: "..."

The two walked along the road. There was no one in the village. Everyone, young and old, was in the fields. Only those who stayed at home would cook and prepare meals.

Feeling a little awkward walking along, Du Mingxian asked, "You usually study at home, so how do you arrange things when you go to see your teacher?"

"I can go for five or seven days a month, depending on the situation. I can go after the busy farming season."

"Oh." Du Mingxian wanted to ask why they were eating out while they were there, but remembering that she had already asked Hunzi to find out, she didn't ask any further questions.

However, she went to the county several times but couldn't find him, which...

People shouldn't run away, right?

When they arrived at the field, Du Mingxian made soup and pancakes, which everyone enjoyed very much. After the meal, she went home to clean up, and in the afternoon she brought everyone another bowl of sweet soup.

Farming is really hard work.

However, when she returned in the afternoon, her third sister-in-law asked her to take her youngest child, Babao, home.

She had so much experience raising children in her previous life with Wu Daniu that she could already imagine the child making a fuss. But little Babao was exceptionally well-behaved, staying quietly in Du Mingxian's arms without fussing or crying.

Du Mingxian was so touched that her heart melted.

During the busy farming season, we eat three meals a day. Everyone comes back to eat in the afternoon. After dinner, it gets dark late, so we do some chores before going to sleep.

In the evening, Du Mingxian cooked noodles with chicken soup for everyone. Afraid that they wouldn't be able to digest it, Xiao Babao sat obediently to the side while she was cooking, or squatted at the kitchen door, counting ants. When he got tired of squatting, he would just sit down on the ground.

Du Mingxian really liked this kind of child who didn't cry or fuss, so she secretly cut a peeled apple in half from her personal space and gave it to her.

Little Baobao is already a little over two years old, and all her teeth have come in. Upon seeing the apple, she clearly said, "Thank you, Fourth Aunt."

And then... the kid started asking a million questions.

"Fourth Aunt, what is this?"

"Auntie, this is sweet and delicious."

"Why have I never seen Fourth Aunt before?"

"Fourth Aunt, can I save the rest for my brothers to lick?"

"Auntie, I'd like to share some with the rest of the family too. Could you cut it into smaller pieces for me?"

Du Mingxian: "..."

She was wondering which question to answer first when she couldn't hear Xiao Babao speak. Turning her head, she saw that Ling Silang had already picked up Xiao Babao, who was staring at her fourth uncle with a nervous and flustered look on her face.

The two were a perfect match: one gentle and doting, the other flustered and afraid to struggle. Their eyes met, creating a hilarious scene.

In the end, Xiao Babao didn't even dare to cry. Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

Ling Silang hurriedly reached out to wipe her tears, "Baobao, why are you crying? Don't cry, are you feeling unwell? Tell your fourth uncle."

When Xiao Babao saw Ling Silang wiping away her tears, even more tears streamed down her face, like beads falling from a broken string.

Du Mingxian, forgetting about cooking, came out immediately and asked anxiously, "Baobao, do you miss your parents?"

“I… Fourth Aunt, I’m scared, I want to stand on the ground.”

"You don't want your fourth uncle to hug you?"

"I can not."

The two adults didn't understand what the child meant, but then they heard Xiao Babao sob as she said, "I don't dare let Fourth Uncle hold me. I don't want to kill Fourth Uncle. Fourth Aunt, help me. I'm scared."

Seeing the child trembling with fear, Du Mingxian hurriedly took her from Ling Silang's arms. "Don't be afraid. Tell your auntie if anything happens. Don't cry. Our pretty little girl isn't pretty when she cries."

Perhaps because she had just come out of Ling Silang's arms, Xiao Babao's tears weren't as numerous as before. She sniffed and gave Ling Silang a somewhat resentful look, "Fourth Uncle, how could you hold me? What if something happened?"

"You're crying because you don't want me to hug you?" Ling Silang said, both amused and exasperated.

"Of course I don't want you to hold me. Fourth Uncle, you are weak. If you die because of holding me, I will be the biggest villain in the Ling family."

Du Mingxian could hardly believe that these were words spoken by a child who was just over two years old.

"Who...who taught you to say that?"

"No one taught me, but my brothers often said this, so I remembered it. My fourth uncle is the most precious in the family. He is not in good health, so he can't be overworked. He especially can't carry me. I'm very heavy. What if he can't catch his breath if he carries me?"

The child's words left the two of them both amused and exasperated.

Ling Silang was utterly bewildered; in the eyes of his nephews and nieces, he was such a delicate and fragile figure.

After the incident, Ling Silang chatted with Xiao Babao in the yard, hoping to change his image in the children's eyes.

Du Mingxian continued cooking.

Just as the meal was ready, my family came home at the perfect time. The appetizers were sour and spicy, and the noodles were plain white, hand-pulled noodles with chicken soup, greens, and egg. The taste was excellent.

Because everyone was working in the fields, Du Mingxian specially added a spoonful of spiritual spring water when she cooked.

Perhaps it was the effect of the spiritual spring water, but after the meal, everyone felt as if all the fatigue from the day had disappeared.

Meanwhile, Babao was telling Ling Sanlang about how Ling Silang had hugged her that afternoon, which had terrified her.

Ling Silang stood in the courtyard, feeling utterly resentful; his delicate appearance was truly pitiful.

During the ten-day busy farming season, Du Mingxian stayed at home cooking and doing housework, and didn't go anywhere. Ling Silang also didn't go anywhere, but read books and occasionally accompanied Du Mingxian to the fields.

Du Mingxian and Xiao Babao have become familiar with each other, and after spending ten days together, Xiao Babao has a new understanding of her sickly fourth uncle. Now, when Ling Silang hugs her, she won't be so scared that she bursts into tears, feeling like a sinner.

But she would also say softly, "Fourth Uncle, just hug Babao for a bit. Don't get too tired. If Fourth Uncle gets too tired, Babao will feel sorry for you."