Not long after, Lin Yan heard the sound of her husband and others coming in. While they were cleaning themselves, Lin Yan quickly picked up the pig ears and placed them on the chopping board. She let them cool for a while until they were no longer so hot before she started cutting them.

The pig ears were placed on a plate and drizzled with a little bit of the braised meat sauce. The rest of the chicken feet, wings, braised eggs, and vegetables were scooped into a large bowl, and a few spoonfuls of the sauce were scooped into it. The remaining broth was poured into a bowl. Lin Yan planned to use it to cook vermicelli tomorrow.

"What a nice smell! Did Brother Yan braise some meat?" Li Yuemei followed the aroma towards the kitchen door, where Brother Yu came out with some food. "Yes, braised pig ears. They smell so good."

Yu Ge'er brought the dishes to the table, and Lin Yan brought out a few bowls of rice. Everyone gathered around the table, looking at the table full of braised meat. They were already hungry and couldn't wait to start eating. Li Yuemei was the first to pick up a braised egg and put it in her mouth. Lin Yan had scored the egg a few times to make it easier to absorb the flavor. The marinade had already seeped into the cracks, and the color was a light brown, unlike the bright colors made in town.

Li Yuemei chewed the braised egg, her taste buds greatly satisfied. "Brother Yan, this braised egg tastes amazing, salty and fragrant, with a hint of spicy. Delicious."

Zhao Qiming liked pig ears, which were perfect for drinking. He glanced at Li Yuemei, who knew what he was up to. She snorted, "Only half a bowl allowed."

Zhao Qiming received the order and smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. He immediately ran to get his own wine jar, poured a small bowl of wine, and drank it happily.

Zhao Shiyun also picked up a piece of pig's ear and put it into his mouth, crunching it. The pig's ear was crispy and chewy. He ate several pieces in a row. Seeing that he was only busy eating meat, Lin Yan picked up a piece of vegetables and put it in his bowl, "Eat some vegetables."

The vegetables were soaked up with the broth, and the aroma of the braised meat was palatable. The family ate this and that, until their bellies were full.

Yu Ge'er slumped in the chair, not wanting to move. He touched his stomach and asked Lin Yan, "Brother, have I gained weight?"

Lin Yan glanced at his chubby cheeks and said with a smile, "Being a little fatter is more cute."

"That means I'm fat," Yu Ge'er said distressedly. He didn't want to be fat, like the fat Erya in the village, who ran around the village all day, got tanned, and looked dark and fat. It wasn't that she looked ugly, but Yu Ge'er couldn't imagine himself becoming like that.

He covered his face in fear, and Zhao Shiyun laughed at him: "I told you to eat so much every day, and you don't move."

"Brother, you are so annoying. You only know how to make fun of me."

Lin Yan tried to smooth things over: "Okay, don't bother him. Brother Yu, have some sour plum soup to help with your digestion."

After the summer begins, my family always has sour plum soup on hand. Drinking it can help with digestion and relieve the heat. Today I brought some to the fields, and the neighbors came to ask for some when they saw the bright red drink they were drinking. Those who were willing to spend money even asked if they could buy a jar.

"Brother Yan, how many cups of bamboo tubes can be filled with this earthenware jar of sour plum soup?" Li Yuemei asked, remembering this.

"Six cups, what's wrong?" The bamboo tubes used in the shop are of medium height. The main feature of sour plum soup is small profits but quick turnover. At one cent per cup, they don't make much profit.

"I'll take it to the fields today. Aunt Tao's family asked if I could bring a clay pot to their house tomorrow."

"Sure, the villagers will charge five cents." The people in this village are basically simple and honest, and Lin Yan has never had an argument with anyone. Since people asked, he would sell it to them without making any profit.

"Okay, I'll bring a clay pot over tomorrow."

*

After eating, Lin Yan boiled a large pot of water for Zhao Shiyun and the others to take a bath. They were tired after a day of sweat. As soon as Zhao Shiyun approached Lin Yan, he covered his nose and ran away, leaving Zhao Shiyun standing there confused.

After Lin Yan boiled the water and asked Zhao Shiyun to wash thoroughly, he realized that he thought his smell was too strong.

So when Zhao Shiyun took a bath tonight, he rubbed the bath beads twice and washed his hair thoroughly.

After taking a shower, he dried his hair while going to settle accounts with his husband. Lin Yan was in his room counting copper coins and keeping a ledger. He had recently saved up a jar of copper coins. He would wear them tonight and take them to the bank to exchange for silver tomorrow.

Lin Yan was conscientiously writing something down when Zhao Shiyun suddenly hugged him from behind. Startled, he flicked his brush, leaving a large stain on the paper. Luckily, it was a fresh page, so he could just cross it out. Otherwise, if he had crossed out what he had already written, he would have had to start all over again.

Lin Yan put down his brush and elbowed Zhao Shiyun. Zhao Shiyun bent over and backed away, clutching his stomach. "Brother Yan, you're murdering your husband."

Lin Yan looked at his exaggerated behavior and couldn't help laughing, "Who told you to scare me and waste a piece of paper?"

Zhao Shiyun immediately put on a playful smile, "You think I stink, smell it, do I still stink?"

Lin Yan actually wrinkled his nose and smelled it. At this moment, Zhao Shiyun's body was full of the smell of bath beads, and his face was shaved. Lin Yan was satisfied, took his cloth towel and helped him wipe his hair.

The weather was hot, and the hair was almost dry in a short time. Zhao Shiyun took the cloth and planned to take it out to wash it. "Do you want to take a shower? I'll bring some water in."

"No need to wash it, just bring in a basin of water and I'll wash it."

After washing up, the two of them lay down on the bed. Zhao Shiyun was exhausted from cutting rice today, and he fell asleep in no time, snoring softly. Lin Yan glared at him in the darkness. This guy was keeping him awake. He wanted to hit him, but he felt sorry for him after a long day of work. Never mind. Lin Yan forced himself to close his eyes and soon fell asleep too.