After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

It rains in June at any time, and while people are still working in the fields, the clear sky is suddenly covered with dark clouds.

The heavy rain poured down on her pockets. Qin Yao, who was weeding in the vegetable field, was caught off guard by getting wet. She quickly dropped her sickle and ran home.

The two newly built brick houses in the backyard have been capped and covered with tiles, and the workers completed the work and left yesterday evening.

Big raindrops pattered on the newly built green tiles, and then fell in lines along the eaves.

Mrs. Li sent a dry cloth, took a look at the new house in the backyard, and said jokingly: "This rain comes at the right time, just in time to test the bricklayer's skills."

Qin Yao took the handkerchief and wiped the rain off her head and shoulders. She told Mrs. Li to wait for the rain to stop and check if there were any leaks in the newly built house. She then returned to the bedroom and took advantage of the rain to lie down for a while.

The work in the vegetable field is the easiest, but for Qin Yao, it is only a little better than farming.

It's a pity that she promised Awang to take good care of his vegetable plot and be honest, so she had to bite the bullet if she didn't want to.

However, with Qin Yao's level of cooking, even Li, a person who has never worked in the field, can't stand it.

Fortunately, the vegetables in those few acres of vegetable fields are very strong and can grow a little taller than the grass. There will be no problem in surviving until Butler Awang returns.

Liu Zhong came back from the county this morning and brought back a letter from Liu Ji from Fucheng.

Qin Yao had just sent the children to school and was busy cleaning up Awang's precious vegetable patch when she came back, so she didn't have time to look at it.

Anyway, the letter came through, which meant that both of them were fine.

Now that she was free and it was past nap time, Qin Yao took the letter in her hand and lay on the bed, reading the letter while listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window.

The letter contained an unexpected introduction. Liu Ji only said that the two had successfully arrived in Fucheng to meet up with Qi Xianguan and others. Everything went well, and she was reassured.

The letter was Liu Ji's handwriting, but there was a darker water stain on the corner of the envelope.

Qin Yao raised her eyebrows and thought of something. She stood up and went to the candlestick, lit the candle, and put the envelope on top of the flame to roast it.

Soon, a line of black writing appeared.

It was Awang's handwriting, which said: All goes well, no spies are following.

etc!

One more sentence.

[Madam, please remember that fertilizing cucumber seedlings once a month will damage the seedlings. 】

"Hiss~" Qin Yao took a deep breath and looked towards the backyard vegetable patch. She had watered it twice in the past half month. What should she do?

Salad!

Qin Yao pretended that nothing happened, collected the letter paper and envelopes, put them in the drawer and locked them.

The heavy rain left as quickly as it came. The rain has stopped, so I rolled up my sleeves and continued hoeing.

She said, why did the grass in the vegetable field grow so fast? It turned out that it was getting fertilizer along with the vegetable seedlings.

She would have to go to town to pick up the children soon, leaving her little time to mow the grass.

Qin Yao swung the sickle like a tiger, and he didn't know whether there were more innocent vegetable seedlings or more weeds in the weeds piled at his feet.

The sun shines down again, scorching the rain on the ground, and a unique rustic smell spreads in the air.

The canteen of the stationery factory had finished work. Yin Le took a deep breath of air. She liked the earthy smell after the rain, which gave her a special feeling of peace of mind.

After taking two big breaths of this air, Yin Le put on his old clothes and walked towards the Banpo courtyard on the other side of the river.

By the bridge, I unexpectedly saw an unfamiliar figure.

"Liu Yang?" Yin Le shouted uncertainly.

Liu Yang, who was holding something in his hand, turned around and saw that it was Yin Le, and nodded to her slightly embarrassed.

"Are you going to Master's house too?" Yin Le asked curiously.

Liu Yang nodded, raised the notebook in his hand, "Yes, tell the village chief something."

Yin Le motioned for the two of them to go together.

Liu Yang let her go first. He was almost fifty meters behind, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Le looked back at him and felt that this man was too stunned to be polite to him. He quickly rushed to his master's house, said hello to Mrs. Li in the courtyard, and spontaneously went to the firewood shed to start chopping firewood today. Work.

After she had chopped several sticks of firewood, Liu Yang came to the door, knocked on the door, and asked loudly: "Is the village chief at home?"

Mrs. Li, who was drying her clothes, quickly put down her work and came out. When she saw it was Liu Yang, she asked him to sit in the hall and said:

"Madam went to town to pick up the young master and the others, but she will be back soon. If it's not a hurry, I'll make a cup of tea. Can you wait here?"

Liu Yang nodded and found a seat in the main room uncomfortably to sit down and wait.

Mrs. Li brought herbal tea and a stack of snacks before she left and continued working.

The courtyard was very quiet, and the sound of chopping firewood was particularly clear. Liu Yang looked curiously at the place where it happened. The firewood shed was half blocked by the kitchen room. He could only see a pair of women with their sleeves rolled up high, revealing two white arms. The hand was holding an axe, raised it high, and then struck it down hard!

The exertion caused the muscles on the two fair arms to tighten instantly, showing a surging sense of strength.

Liu Yang picked up the tea cup and swallowed a sip of tea. An old saying suddenly came to his mind - a person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured.

The sound of chopping wood in the woodshed lasted for two quarters of an hour before it stopped.

Yin Le put down his axe, looked at the tree shadows on the wall and estimated the time he spent today.

He smiled in surprise, "It's half a stick of incense faster than yesterday!"

He clapped his hands, informed Mrs. Li, and strode towards the main room.

There was a teapot on the table. He picked up the teapot and filled it with water. He drank a bowl of water and ran out the door with a smile on his face.

I still have a five-kilometer jog left, and I will try to get dinner on the table today.

Liu Yang sat silently by the door of the main room the whole time. It wasn't until the figure ran out with a smile that he regained consciousness.

He frowned a little strangely and asked Li, "What is she going to do?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Li, who was busy steaming steamed buns, didn't realize who he was asking. Seeing Liu Yang pointing to the door, he smiled brightly, "Oh, Miss Le, she went out for a run. As long as it doesn't rain, we can do it five times a day." Land."

"What?" Five miles away? Liu Yang thought of her small body, "Can she still run five miles?"

Mrs. Li said with a smile: "What's the point? If I practice every day, I can run. It's a pity that Madam will no longer accept apprentices."

Mrs. Li sighed regretfully. If she were ten years younger, even if the madam said she would not accept apprentices, she would still give it a try.

Feeling the envy in Li's tone, Liu Yang was stunned for a long time. It turned out that both men and women yearned for power equally.

He thought they only liked to embroider, cook, do housework and take care of children, but now it seems that he is narrow-minded.

No wonder his father kept asking him to learn more from the village chief.

The sound of a carriage came from the entrance of the courtyard. Mrs. Li looked over and said happily: "It's the madam who's back!"

Liu Yang hurriedly stood up to greet Qin Yao, and after Qin Yao had arranged the carriage and horses, he immediately handed over the book in his hand.

"Village Chief, the tasks you assigned me have been completed. I have recorded the household registration information of the migrant workers in this book." (End of Chapter)