Generals take care of their children: The master mother leads the system to farm

Li Changle had a bad feeling in his heart.

really……

Hu Dexian sighed and looked at Hu Wang beside him, but the old patriarch turned his head to the other side and didn't look at him.

I'm sure he will get it done.

Hu Dexian secretly resented that his own niece didn't take good care of her, forcing her into this lonely situation, and in the end he, as her uncle, had to clean up the mess for her!

He still has to wipe this ass!

Hey……

He calmed himself down and looked at Li Changle, "It's like this... The person living in this house is the niece of the old clan leader Uncle Wang. I'm not in a position to go into detail about the reasons, but she doesn't get along well with her family or the villagers, and doesn't want to interact with them much.

…She has injured legs and feet now, and it is temporarily inconvenient for her to move around. The old man thought that Madam Li and her had some affinity, otherwise, with her personality, she wouldn’t be willing for you to come close to help her.”

Then, after a few days, they would find Hu Yue Niang's cold, frozen body in the bedding that had been frozen into a lump of filth.

Maybe even later...

Li Changle: "???"

Hu Dexian: "So, could you trouble Madam Li to help deliver food for a while until her legs and feet are better?" Having said this, Hu Dexian no longer felt uncomfortable as before he spoke.

As expected, it is easier to get things done if one is a little shameless.

Li Changle: "..."

Although out of humanitarianism, she was willing to deliver meals to the widow every day. At the same time, she also took care of the system's "dream" of evolving her into a saint.

But for Muramasa to bring this up is a bit...shameless.

Now that you have discovered the problem, shouldn't you find a way to solve it?

Oh, no.

Muramasa is solving the problem right now.

Just kick the ball to your kind self, well, your seemingly kind self.

Li Changle covered one side of his face and secretly rolled his eyes towards the roof where no one could see.

Do you think I'm a soft-hearted little white flower just because I look gentle and delicate?

Hu Dexian was waiting anxiously for her to agree, and even his mother-in-law couldn't stand his eager look.

"How about I take it there? Madam Li has two little ones to take care of at home..."

"Auntie, let me do it. I came here to bring you food. You are old, so don't go back and forth. You still have to take care of the stones at home."

She has to work hard to gain the favor of the future top scholar’s ​​mother, and try to be a good person this time.

What if this is the person she can hold on to one day?

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and the expression on his face became more sincere. "Don't worry, Muramasa. Since it's inconvenient for everyone, I'll make it convenient for you. Auntie doesn't eat much, so it won't take much effort. I'll deliver it."

Hu Dexian's usually serious face now showed a little more smile, and for a moment he forgot about Hu Wang who was silent beside him, and sighed:

"Madam Li is such a kind person, unlike some of her closest relatives..."

"Ahem..." Hu Wang glanced over.

Just try talking nonsense again!

Hu Dexian: "..."

He did not mean to imply anything against the old patriarch, he was really thinking about the son of Hu Wang's family, who was impossible to tame. Hu Wang was powerless, and he could not defeat his son or his daughter-in-law.

Anyway, who would dare to go to the family that Hu Yueniang followed to ask for an explanation? Not to mention that Hu Yueniang was sent back for such a reason.

Hu Wang glared at Hu Dexian for several times, then turned to Li Changle and spoke kindly, "I am ashamed, and I would like to thank Madam Li first. She... is stubborn, so please forgive me if my words offended me."

Li Changle watched the two old men exchanging glances and wondered if there was some story or accident involved.

Although she was curious, she knew that the other person would not tell her the whole story.

"No problem, no problem. You don't have to be polite, old patriarch."

Hu Wang was very satisfied with Li Changle's attitude. He nodded and fished in his sleeve pocket for a long time before taking out a small piece of silver. "I'm sorry to ask you to give away your food for nothing. Take this money and use it as her food for the next few days. If it's not enough, I'll make up for it later."

Li Changle blinked. Is there such a good thing?

She was prepared to work for free and even lose money on food.

Suddenly, she looked at Hu Dexian and he didn't seem so shameless anymore.

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Hu Dexian and Hu Wang left.

Doctor Li looked at Li Changle with comfort, "Madam Li is really getting better, that's good, that's good."

Although he was a little confused about her recovery speed, there was no point in worrying about it now that she was standing in front of him. After saying a few words to the two of them, he followed Hu Dexian and left.

Li Changle wondered why Dr. Li was not allowed to treat Hu Yueniang.

My mother-in-law said that Dr. Li is not good at orthopedics.

Li Changle suddenly realized.

Hu Yue Niang had already heard Li Changle's voice, and she opened her eyes when Hu Dexian and Hu Wang walked out of the room.

When Li Changle came in with the still warm pork ribs porridge, she was staring at the door of the wing room.

"Auntie, I'm a little late today, don't blame me, but today's rice porridge tastes very good, I'm sure you will like it."

Hu Yue Niang drank her porridge and looked up at the woman in front of her every once in a while.

There were red dates in yesterday’s millet porridge, and there are even fresh vegetables in today’s pork ribs porridge.

Hu Yue Niang has lived alone in Lushui Village for a long time and grew up here.

She knew what kind of life the villagers living under the Daqing Mountains had been leading for the past ten years.

Having fresh vegetables to eat in winter is the best thing that the masters and ladies in the county town can do.

It is said that this woman was a refugee from famine and was nearly dying of illness before...

Li Changle let her drink the porridge by herself and took a bucket to the kitchen to scoop hot water.

The good mother-in-law was filling a clay pot with boiling water in front of the stove. "It's so lonely in front of the bed. No one knows that I'm sick. Sigh, I just need someone who knows how to take care of me."

Li Changle smiled and made no comment. As his own mother was the future top scholar, even greater blessings were yet to come.

Well, I'm really down and out right now.

I thought he was really a lonely man, but now I know that he is lonely because he has no relatives.

Since she didn't know the truth, she didn't think too much about it. After all, it had nothing to do with her.

She fetched some hot water and went into the room to help her take care of the three urgent needs. Then she wrung out a towel for Hu Yue Niang and handed it to her to wash herself.

"Do you feel better today? You look like you have some strength." He didn't look like he was dying when I first saw him yesterday.

"Yes." Hu Yueniang still responded with a single word of truth.

Li Changle thought that the old patriarch was afraid that the aunt's words would offend him.

The aunt who is speechless is here to offend her.

Haopo stayed for a while, cleaned the yard and the main house, and was about to go back.

Before leaving, he went to the side room to check on Hu Yueniang, and then said to Li Changle:

"I have changed the bedding and clothes. They are soaked in water. Don't move. I will ask Guihua to wash them and hang them up. Come to the woodshed before sunset and hang them up. Come over tomorrow to deliver the food and hang them out again!"

You are just fine. Don't take on so many things at once. The bedding is very heavy. Guihua can do this, but you can't!"

As for her daughter Guihua's strong body, she looked pale while fleeing from the famine, but she didn't lose any weight at all.

Li Changle: "..."

They are a really close mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.