Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

On the small table, there is a small basket with a few oil paper bags on it, including roast chicken and cakes. They were all just purchased and asked Mrs. Jing to help deliver gifts.

Although it is a monetary transaction, it is not good to arrive empty-handed.

If you can use some benefits to make the other party feel happy and work more diligently, then you will benefit from it. In this regard, Li Haitang has never been a stingy person.

"Madam, do you want to eat now?"

Wufu swallowed her saliva. When she was just shopping, her wife asked her to buy chicken legs, a few cold side dishes, and a small basket of soft white flour steamed buns.

"Secret Uncle Chen, stop the carriage first."

Li Haitang didn't have time to answer Wufu, so he called Uncle Chen first. After entering the rural dirt road, he couldn't find a few sellers.

It's a long way back to Zhuangzi from here, so it's better to go to Jing Pozi's place to take shelter from the rain and wait for the rain to subside before heading back.

"okay!"

Uncle Chen stopped the carriage and asked, "Madam, what are your orders?"

"Let's eat something first to cushion our stomachs."

Li Haitang saw a woman on the roadside selling melons grown in her own field, as well as refreshing and spicy fern root powder, so she asked Wufu to get out of the car and buy some, and have a full meal with steamed buns, mixed vegetables and chicken drumsticks.

When it comes to food, she never treats her servants poorly. Uncle Chen is already used to good food.

After eating and drinking, they continued on their way. Li Haitang and Wufu ate a melon respectively. As soon as they took a bite, heavy raindrops hit them.

It was a rainy day, the surroundings were dark, and the carriage was moving slowly. By the time we arrived at the entrance of Qingshui Village, it was completely dark.

The crackling raindrops beat on the car wall, making people feel restless.

"Madam, Qingshui Village is just ahead. We'll be there soon."

Uncle Chen was wrapped in linoleum, and only his face was splashed by the rain. He gave Li Haitang a thumbs up in his heart. Madam is like this, she is used to arranging everything properly.

Let them eat enough before it rains, so they don't feel cold or hungry now.

Otherwise, it would be unbearable to drive a carriage hungry in the rain.

"Okay, let's go to Mrs. Jing's house to take shelter from the rain and have a sip of hot soup."

Li Haitang opened the car window a small gap, and rainwater immediately penetrated through the gap. She quickly closed the window and lit the oil lamp on the car wall.

It was a rainy day and the carriage was very difficult to travel. As soon as it entered Qingshui Village, it suddenly got stuck.

"Uncle Chen, what's going on?"

Li Haitang was anxious to find a place to take shelter from the rain. When he saw the carriage staying there for a moment, he asked hurriedly.

"Madam, there is a puddle ahead. Our car's wheel got stuck in it and got stuck."

Uncle Chen wrapped himself in a linoleum cloth and walked around the carriage. After a while, he replied, "I have to ask Wufu to come down and help me push the carriage out."

The village was full of potholes, and this was not the first time that a group of people had encountered this. Li Haitang was familiar with the roads and pulled Wufu out of the carriage. She could at least reduce some weight by getting down.

For this, she was very lucky that she had brought the powerful Wufu with her on this trip. If it had been Ging Guo or Aunt Yu, the three of them could only stare and go to the village to find help.

"Madam, it's raining too much. You'd better get back in the carriage and take care of the cold."

Uncle Chen didn't show it on his face, but he was very moved in his heart. He understood that Madam's move was to reduce the weight of the carriage.

"It's okay. I'll get off the carriage soon."

Li Haitang shook his head. There was no weather forecast in this era, and the rainy days came so quickly. When returning to the village, it would be better to go directly to Mrs. Jing's house and finalize the recruitment of workers for his shop, so that it could be resolved early and quickly.

The three of them were working together to push the carriage. Not far away, there was a donkey cart coming towards the group of people.

"Madam, don't you think that's Mrs. Jing?"

Wufu had sharp eyes and immediately ignored the push of the carriage, but pointed forward with his hand.

Next to Mrs. Jing, there was a woman who was the helper she and her wife met last time. The two of them were covered in raincoats and had no bamboo hats on their heads. They wiped the rain on their faces with their hands from time to time, looking anxious.

"Madam, why are you here?"

Mrs. Jing screamed in surprise, and then said, "I'm afraid I can't help you. I'm going to the city to find a doctor right now. I'm afraid it'll be too late and someone will die!"

She had just returned today. She was listening to the rain and eating watermelon in the shed in the courtyard, when she saw her helper coming in in a panic, saying that the banker's newly married daughter-in-law was bleeding profusely from her lower body, which was probably a sign of miscarriage.

There was only one barefoot doctor in Qingshui Village, and his medical skills were so-so. He could usually only see minor illnesses such as headaches and fever. When he saw his daughter-in-law bleeding profusely, they panicked and asked them to call a doctor quickly. If they had been late, they might have killed one or two people.

Mrs. Jing has never given birth in her life, but she likes children, and the banker has a deep relationship with her, so she has to help no matter what.

"Looking for a doctor? It just so happens that our wife is the doctor!"

When Wufu heard that she was the dealer's little daughter-in-law, the first thing she thought of was Zhuang Mu's sister Zhuang Ke. Just as his wife wanted to inquire about the dealer, another opportunity came to her door.

"Madam, please come with me quickly. The little daughter-in-law is also pitiful. She is already four or five months pregnant. Logically speaking, she should be stable. I don't know why..."

Thinking of the blood at the foot of the steps, Mrs. Jing became extremely anxious, fearing that someone might die.

"It's important to save people, Wufu, take my medical kit quickly, let's go first!"

Li Haitang said, lifting up the hem of her skirt, not caring about the puddles at her feet, she quickly got on Mrs. Jing's donkey cart and went straight to Qingshui Village.

Zhuang Mu was sitting in the yard, letting the rain beat on him, frowning and looking gloomy.

"Mommy, why did you come back so quickly?"

Zhuang Mu scratched his hair, quickly calmed down, and looked at Li Haitang and Wufu, "These two are..."

The moment he walked in, Li Haitang recognized Zhuang Mu. Judging from the subtle expression changes on his face, Zhuang Mu was a deep-hearted person.

Zhuang Ke was in danger of miscarriage and death. Instead of running around and going crazy like a headless fly, he thought calmly and even had the intention to examine her and Wufu. This person was not simple.

Psychology has introduced that most people who think carefully are usually suspicious, because they are destined to think more than others.

"I came to see Mrs. Jing to discuss buying someone. I happened to meet her at the entrance of the village. I heard that she was going to find a doctor..."

Li Haitang looked anxious, but her mind was clear. The moment she saw Zhuang Mu, she suddenly had a hunch that this person was the murderer.

"Quick, where is the person? It's important to save people!"

Mrs. Jing wiped her face with her sleeves and raised her voice several times. She was almost dying. Why were she still standing at the door?

"Quick, it's in the back room!" Zhuang Mu's mother heard the noise in the yard and hurriedly walked out of the door, waving to everyone.