Lu Yu gave each person a handkerchief made from scraps of cloth, which they could carry to wipe their sweat. She also gave Qin Xiaozhou a money pouch, saying, "You often go to the county town, so having a money pouch will be convenient."

She also noticed the sachet Qin Xiaozhou had bought, which made her a little unhappy. If Qin Xiaozhou wanted it, he could have told her; there was no need to waste money buying it. However, she only thought about it and didn't dare to say it aloud, perhaps because Qin Xiaozhou disliked her craftsmanship.

Qin Xiaozhou didn't think too much about it. She stretched and went to check on the porridge that had been simmering on the stove the night before. There were still two pieces of lean wild boar meat left at home. She had marinated one piece and dried it in the shade, and she had chopped the other piece into small pieces last night and cooked it into porridge with wild vegetables. There were also several wild boar bones left, which she could stew with wild yams in a few days.

As soon as the lid was opened, a fragrant aroma wafted out. Wang Lan glanced at it and said, "Granddaughter-in-law, good things should be eaten sparingly. We've been eating white rice and meat every day, and the fire in the stove has been burning all night, wasting so much firewood."

Lu Yunfeng carried the wooden basin into the yard, took off his straw hat. He had just gone to feed the chickens and ducks, and immediately added dry leaves to the pen to keep them warm. "Grandma, there's plenty of firewood here, so just burn it. Half of this rice and meat is thanks to her. She always eats the least, and she always gives the best food to my little brother first. Don't be angry."

He always remembered the doctor's words and didn't want to upset Qin Xiaozhou. Besides, it wasn't a big deal. It was mainly because his grandmother had been frugal these past two years and wasn't really blaming him. So he acted as a mediator.

"Come on, have breakfast." Qin Xiaozhou smiled and served the lean meat porridge, showing no sign of unhappiness. "Grandma, try it. Don't be angry. We'll go dig bamboo shoots to sell for money once the rain stops."

The rain had been drizzling for two days without clearing up, relieving the severe drought of the past two years. Although the late spring cold snap was quite cold, the villagers were very happy. The stream behind the house had grown larger, and the Lu brothers carried hoes to carefully clean the ditches in front of and behind the house to ensure that the water flowed smoothly and would not affect the house.

The rain was misty and the fog was thin. With nothing to do on a rainy day, Qin Xiaozhou was busy making food in the kitchen. Lu Yan was circling around her, and as soon as the food was cooked, it went straight into her stomach.

Some villagers couldn't sit still, so they put on straw raincoats and hats to go check on the fields. Every time they came back, they were all smiles, saying, "This year we can finally count on the winter wheat harvest!"

"My family's paddy fields are already filled with water. This year, we'll plant three or four acres of rice. We're looking forward to a delicious steamed rice feast after the autumn harvest!"