Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

This season, with a bit of chilled plum waves and mung bean soup, the men in the family will be more comfortable working.

If this is gone, the two men might not be comfortable.

Feng Changxia curled her lips and said to Zhao Yun'er, "Yun'er girl, what you said is not unreasonable. If my house is for nothing, it shouldn't be taken for nothing. It’s not easy to work in the fields. Drinking some of the sour plum soup and mung bean soup you made will make it better..."

Zhao Yun'er is not a stingy person, because of Zhao Tianhu's face, she agreed to Feng Changxia.

Otherwise, she would not be uncommon for the little silver she sold.

After cooking a big pot of sour plum soup, Zhao Yun'er delivered it to Dafang and her family, and then delivered some to Mulan.

The two went to the field together.

There are still a lot of rice grains that have not been harvested. Zhao Yuner's own house has been harvested. At the moment, it is helping Erfang to harvest.

But it was Mulan's family, because there was only Zhu Erhu alone, and there was a shortage of manpower, so several acres of land have not been finished.

Mulan felt very distressed for Zhao Tianhu, but she had a lot of housework at home, and she had to take three children with her. She didn't have so much time to go to the ground to help Zhao Tianhu cut wheat together.

When he arrived in the field, Zhao Yuner saw that Zhu Erhu's back was already covered with sweat, because Zhu Erhu's slightly dark skin felt a little darker now because he was busy in the field these days.

If this keeps going on, I feel like Bao Qingtian has the potential to be a native of Africa.

Of course, Zhao Tianhu is not the only one, and those who cut rice in this season will be a little bit black.

Mulan was holding the iced sour plum soup in her hand and yelled at Zhu Erhu who was busy in the field not far away, "Msang Gong, I'm here to bring you sour plum soup. Come over and drink it. Let's take a break!"

Zhu Erhu heard the sound and straightened up. After seeing Mulan, he walked in the direction of Mulan and Zhao Yun'er.

Zhao Yuner and Mulan were under a shade of trees, which was a little bit cooler.

When Zhu Erhu came over, he smelled of sweat all over his body, and took a heavy breath after sitting down.

Mulan poured a bowl of sour plum soup and handed it to Zhu Erhu. Zhu Erhu grunted a few times and poured all the mouthfuls into his stomach.

"Comfortable~" Zhu Erhu sighed, then wiped the sweat beads with his sleeve.

Mulan smiled, "Thanks to Yun'er. If it weren't for Yun'er, she wouldn't be able to drink such a delicious sour plum soup for relieving heat!"

Zhu Erhu nodded in response, "Yes, thanks to Miss Yun'er, this thing can't be bought with money."

Zhao Yun'er smiled, "You are welcome, I will cook a little more incidentally!"

"Haha, it's freezing cold, I came to work for a bowl, and I immediately regained my energy!" Zhu Erhu said, pouring a large bowl into his stomach, with a satisfied smile on his mouth.

"Msang Gong, do you have back pain again?" Mulan asked with concern when seeing Zhu Erhu crouching on her back.

Zhu Erhu smiled as if it was okay, "A little bit, it won't get in the way!"

Mulan curled her mouth, "Every night when she sleeps, she yells painfully and she says it's okay! I'll squeeze it for you. After squeezing, you will feel better!"

As Mulan said, she stretched out her hand to give Zhu Erhu a kneading posture.

She was reluctant to be like her husband. It was too hard to work alone in the field.