The Heroine is a Real Boss

The blue sky and white clouds, the fragrance of the soil, and the sound of chattering in my ears.

Qin Xiang opened his eyes and found that she was lying on a loess kang.

Outside the door separated by a wall, the sound of men and women talking came.

Mother, go kill a chicken and stew it tonight to nourish Xiangmei's body.

The man's voice is thick and powerful, and he should be around thirty.

Father, don't worry, sister Xiang drowned to save Dabao, and I will definitely not let her get sick.

The woman's voice is hearty, and she can tell that she has a straightforward temperament in her daily life just by her voice.

Wait, sister Xiang can't eat fishy food, you go to my room, I'll get you some old ginger to remove the fishy smell, and some shiitake mushrooms to enhance the flavor.

This time the speaker was a middle-aged woman with pale temples, and her exposed skin was dry and yellowed due to years of farming.

Beside him was a middle-aged man, whose shoulders and back were a little sunken and slightly bent due to years of farming. The skin on his face and hands was no less than that of the woman next to him.

It was also he who first noticed Qin Xiang appearing at the door...

Big sister, why did you come out? Why didn't you lie down for a while when you just woke up?

Qin Xiang shook his head, and called out to the man with a complicated expression, Father, I'm fine, I'm just so tight in my chest that I panicked to get some air.

As soon as Qin Xiang said that her chest was tight, Jiang Xiujuan, that middle-aged woman, immediately walked over and hugged Qin Xiang with a distressed face, and my Xiang sisters suffered one by one.

Qin Xiang: ... I was a little flustered.

Qin Xiang hadn't had time to accept the plot of this plane, and didn't know how to communicate with this family for a while.

But from what they said just now, as well as the caring and distressed faces of these people, Qin Xiang can be sure that this is the original owner's home, and these people in front of him should be the original owner's family.

Mom, Miss Xiang said her chest is uncomfortable, so I brought her a chair and let Miss Xiang sit and rest first.

Okay, okay. Hearing this, the middle-aged woman quickly let go of Qin Xiang as if waking up from a dream, and carefully helped her to sit down.

That's as expensive as treating Qin Xiang like a fragile porcelain doll...

Big sister, sit and rest first, mom and your sister-in-law will cook chicken for you to nourish your body.

The woman's voice was still loud, but she tried to keep her tone and voice as soft as possible, and her attitude towards Qin Xiang could be described as gentle to the extreme.

Okay, thank you Mom. Qin Xiang smiled.

Jiang Xiujuan was taken aback.

Why does she feel that the eldest sister seems to have become more beautiful?

The smiling face looks much better than before, but it is still the familiar face...

This thought only stayed in Jiang Xiujuan's mind for a moment and then disappeared.

Jiang Xiujuan didn't take it seriously, and took the eldest daughter-in-law to kill the chicken and stew the chicken in a hurry.

Boss Qin, also known as Brother Qin Xiang, is not good at words.

I am very grateful to my eldest sister Qin Xiang for saving his big treasure, but he is a rough guy who can only bury his head in the fields, he can't say anything about caring for others, he can only act in simple and rough ways...

Big sister, you like fish the most, brother will go to the river to catch a fish for you and cook fish soup for you!

After saying that, Boss Qin picked up his fishing tools and hurried out without giving Qin Xiang a chance to refuse.

Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Qin Han, that is, Qin's father, secretly went back to his room to search for a while, and within two minutes he returned to Qin Xiang with a nervous expression, took out something from his arms and handed it to Qin Xiang. Qin Xiang...