After cutting the sweet potato vines, Lu Fangfang took half of them and went to Commissar Xiao's house behind the house, giving the vines to Sister Shufen.

After returning, she took a hoe and the remaining sweet potato vines, intending to plant them in the fields along the riverbank.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Mingcheng quickly took the hoe from his lover's shoulder.

"It's not heavy."

"It's not heavy, I can carry it."

Lu Fangfang: "..."

When they reached the wasteland on the riverbank, the two of them worked together well, one making ridges and the other planting sweet potato seedlings.

Tired from all the work, Lu Fangfang picked two small cucumbers, pulled Zhuang Mingcheng along, and sat by the river to eat them.

The bamboo cages I put in the river yesterday were confiscated; there seemed to be quite a few fish inside.

She sat there, too lazy to move, and directed Zhuang Mingcheng to pull the cage out.

"Just pick out the small fish and put them aside. I'll take them back to feed the quail later."

Following his wife's instructions, Zhuang Mingcheng picked out all the small fish and then threw the bamboo cage back into the river.

After resting for a while, the two went to the field to plant sweet potatoes again.

After working until the afternoon, Zhuang Mingcheng noticed it was getting late and quickly called out to his wife, "I'll plant the remaining sweet potato seedlings. You can go home first."

Lu Fangfang found it strange. She scratched her head and said, "Let's go together. Why should I go back first?"

"There's hot water in the troupe today, go take a shower, and wait for me when you get back."

Zhuang Mingcheng reached out and wiped the sweat from his lover's forehead.

Forehead……

Lu Fangfang blushed and instantly understood.

She glanced at her husband, then turned and walked away quickly.