The legitimate daughter is reborn to make money, abuse the scum, and do whatever she wants

Seeing that Mu Qingyue had gone away, Leng Ye walked out from behind the tree next to him.

When I was talking to Mu Qingyue just now, I saw something shaking in the grass out of a hunter's intuition. I was worried about danger, so I checked from the path, but I didn't expect to see this scene.

Seeing Mu Qingtao say that she was living in poverty, she didn't feel anything. She had heard too many slanders since she was a child, and she had heard many more unpleasant words than this. She had long been numb, but hearing Mu Qingyue's protection still warmed her heart. Warm.

When Mu Qingyue arrived home, the water had already boiled. Mu Qingyue quickly found a wooden bucket to wash it, scooped out the boiling water and put it into the wooden bucket to dissipate heat. After a while, when the water was not too hot, she found He took out the pole and carried it into the field.

When Mu Qingyue came to the field, the villagers were all busy in the field. When they saw Mu Qingyue, they didn't forget to say hello, "Young girl is here to deliver water."

"Well, I picked it out after it had cooled at home."

"It's too hot today. It feels better to drink something cold. Your father is over there! Come over quickly!"

"Hey" everyone in the village is related to each other, and the neighbors are usually harmonious. They will enthusiastically help anyone who has something to do. Compared with the intrigues in Beijing, Mu Qingyue still likes the simple and simple people in her village, although there are some It’s not good, but nothing is perfect.

Mu Qingyue walked for a while and soon saw Mu Laosan's figure. She saw that he was holding the straw in his skillful left hand, and using his right hand to cut the straw with a sickle, he cut the rice with a "swipe" sound. .

Then put it neatly together so that it will be easier to handle later. Now it is just a matter of cutting it and threshing it. It takes several times to get the rice.

Mu Qingchen was sweating profusely while picking up rice ears at the back. He didn't see Mu Qingyu, so he must have gone to play long ago.

"Xiaochen, tell Dad to take a rest and drink some water." Mu Qingyue shouted.

When Mu Qingchen saw Mu Qingyue coming, she waved her hands happily and ran forward to call Mu Laosan.

Mu Lao San said: "I'm drinking from the front, Xiao Chen, you go and have a rest first." Seeing Mu Qingchen's little face turned red from the sun, Mu Lao San touched it distressedly.

Mu Qingchen hurriedly pointed to the big tree in front of Mu Qingyue. Mu Qingyue understood instantly and walked forward until she came to the bottom of the big tree.

There was not much rice left in front of Mu Laosan. After a while, a piece of rice was cut down. Mu Laosan put down the sickle and came to the foot of the big tree. He sat down on the ground. Mu Qingyue quickly handed the water up. Mu Laosan He drank heavily.

"Dad, why are you and Xiaochen here, where is grandma?" Mu Qingyue asked without seeing Zhao.

"Your mother-in-law, your mother-in-law, and your uncle are in the field at the foot of the mountain. There is less land there, so take over that area first!" Mu Laosan said.

"What about my uncle?" Mu Qingyue asked.

Mu Laosan didn't say anything, and Mu Qingchen said: "Uncle, it's convenient for him to go. He hasn't come back yet. I think I should find a place to sleep. Mu Qingyu also went to find someone to play with!" Mu Qingchen whispered in a low voice. Said.

Mu Qingyue sighed helplessly. As long as there was no family separation, such things were normal in the Mu family, but now there was still a lack of an opportunity.

After resting for a while, Mu Laosan said to Mu Qingyue: "Go over there and give your master some water. I'll work for a while."

"Okay! I'll put some water here for you, and I'll bring the rice to you when it's ready." Mu Qingyue said. Now is the time to harvest. At noon, they usually bring the rice to the fields to eat. After eating, get back to work.

"Xiao Chen, rest for a while before picking it up." After saying this, Mu Laosan picked up the sickle and went to the field again.

Mu Qingyue brought the water to the foot of the mountain. She saw that half of it had been cut. They were all sitting under the tree to rest. Only Zhao was still working in the fields. Mu Qingyue put the water on the ground. When she went to the field, she called Zhao to rest. Only then did Zhao rest and follow Mu Qingyue to sit under the tree.

The breeze brought a bit of coolness. It may be because there is less sunshine at the foot of the mountain. It is not particularly hot, but the corresponding harvest is not particularly good.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Mrs. Tian said, "Boss, please go back and cook! When it's ready, bring it over. Qing girl, you can also go and help. You can send it to your father later."

Wang Yanhua looked happy, and Qing Yatou also went back. After letting this girl cook, she could still sleep, "Okay, I will send it over when it is ready."

Mu Qingyue pulled Zhao and said, "Mom, please rest for a while, the sun is too strong now."

"Okay! I understand, go back quickly."

Mu Qingyue cooked with Wang Yanhua. Wang Yanhua kept talking in Mu Qingyue's ears about her headache, leg pain, and arm pain.

Mu Qingyue kept looking straight ahead and did not answer. She knew Wang Yanhua's nature. This was a prelude to not wanting to cook and wanted to cook for herself so that she could rest. If it were in her former self, she would have taken over this job long ago, but Now Mu Qingyue will not ask for trouble.

Wang Yanhua walked all the way without getting Mu Qingyue to agree to cook. She couldn't help but became anxious and pulled Mu Qingyue, "Qing girl, I'm too tired. Can you help me cook the food? I'll take a rest." Wang Yanhua Looking at Mu Qingyue with a smile, he just waited for her to promise that he would go back to the room.

"No" Mu Qingyue replied coldly.

"Then I will...what?" Wang Yanhua thought in a sharp voice.

Mu Qingyue hurriedly covered her ears and looked at Wang Yanhua, "Auntie, I said no, are you already deaf now? If you don't want to cook, I'll tell grandma, it's okay if my grandma comes back to do it."

"Huh, no need!" After saying that, he angrily walked towards the room, just in time to see Mu Qingtao walking out of the room with sleepy eyes and a few red marks on her face, shaking her arms as she walked.

When Wang Yanhua saw this, she cursed angrily: "I'm so tired out there on the ground, you'd better hide at home and sleep."

"I just came back from doing laundry and I didn't sleep," Mu Qingtao said aggrievedly.

"Before you lie, look at yourself first. There are red marks on your face!" He ignored her and walked to the kitchen.

Seeing that her mother-in-law didn't believe her, Mu Qingtao felt aggrieved.

Looking at Mu Qingyue standing at the door, "Huh, broom star, it's all your fault."

Mu Qingyue touched her nose. She did not expect that Wang Yanhua would vent her anger on Mu Qingtao. Not to mention the way Mu Qingyu looked just now, she looked like she had just woken up and came out of the house. She could only blame Mu Qingtao. Qingtao came out at the wrong time.

There were sounds of banging and beating in the kitchen, and it took a while to regain calm. Mu Qingyue didn't bother to pamper her. It was the time to eat purslane. When she came, she saw a piece of ground growing on the ground. It was very fresh and tender. It was perfect to have some cold drinks, so I returned to the house, picked up my backpack and walked out.

Looking at the basket full of purslane, I thought it should be enough to eat, so I went to the river, picked and picked it up by the river, washed it by the way, and went home to see Wang Yanhua's face.

The pancakes had been steamed when they got home. While there was boiling water, Mu Qingyue quickly poured the boiling water on the purslane. After a while, the purslane was all gone. Mu Qingyue picked it up and drained it. Then add the wild onions and ginger you dug up just now and stir.

Wang Yanhua also made the pancakes here and cooked two buckets of mung bean soup, and then the two of them sent them over separately.

When delivering the rice to the fields, I actually saw my uncle's. When he saw Mu Qingyue coming back, he put down his sickle and ran over, "Why did you bring the rice here? Hurry up, I'm starving to death."

"It's not too late now. Look, no one else has sent it over. Grandpa hasn't come yet. Wait a moment." Mu Qingyue said.

Mu Zhidong looked at the people next to him and said nothing.