"Why do villagers have so much work to do every day?"

Song Ning had never lived in the countryside before, and only knew about rural life from other people and on TV.

She thought that life in the countryside would be easy and leisurely as long as she worked in the fields every day.

It was only after she really understood that she realized that the villagers had endless work to do every day.

For example, her mother-in-law Zhang Lan does laundry, cooking, cleaning, working in the fields, feeding pigs and chickens...

These tasks can keep her busy from morning to night, without a moment's rest.

Her father-in-law, Old Man Qiao, was also busy all day, making baskets, repairing farm tools, weeding and hoeing the fields...

Including Qiao An and Qiao Ran, as long as they are at home, there is always endless work to do every day.

Even so, they couldn't save much money throughout the year, just enough to fill their stomachs!

Zhang Lan was greedy for money, but she was forced into a corner by life.

If you can live a decent life, who would want to live by being petty?

"this is life!"

Qiao Bo smiled bitterly. Every family in the village was like this, busy all the time for three meals a day.

Rural people suffer, and so do city people!

Several or even dozens of people are crowded into a small house of dozens of square meters.

The house is so full that there is hardly any room to step...

This is a microcosm of the times. The country is working hard to improve people's lives, and he believes that things will get better and better in the future.

"Life..."

Song Ning seemed to be thinking about something.

Before she traveled through time, she, her master, and her fellow apprentices had special people to take care of their daily affairs.

They have never worried about their lives. They just indulge in their own research every day and pursue their own "God" throughout their lives.

Song Ning has had enough of this boring life. Maybe it's time to try the life of an ordinary person.

"Let me help you!"

After Song Ning figured it out, she instantly lost the desire to stay in bed.

She got up and dressed excitedly, planning to start her beautiful day with work.

"Then don't complain about being tired later..."

Qiao Bo was happy to cooperate as his vacation was almost over.

He certainly couldn't be with her until the army house was settled.

Song Ning will have to live alone eventually, so it would be better for her to adapt to the new life as soon as possible.

"No! Let's go!"

Song Ning specially found a long-sleeved shirt and pants, and also found a pair of cloth shoes.

"My mother gave me this pair of shoes. She said they have thousand-layer soles and are very comfortable to wear..."

Song Ning tried on the cloth shoes Zhang Lan gave her last night, "They're a bit too big..."

This pair of shoes was made by Zhang Lan for Qiao Ran. It was Song Ning who made Zhang Lan happy last night.

"Let me see..."

Qiao Bo squatted down and tried it with his fingers.

"It's a bit bigger...wait a minute..."

Qiao Bo found a pair of insoles that Zhang Lan had made for him, and twisted out a pair of insoles according to Song Ning's feet.

“Try again…”

Song Ning jumped on the ground as he said, "It's very suitable..."

“You’re awesome!”

“Is that amazing?”

Sometimes Qiao Bo felt that Song Ning was simply not from this era and knew nothing about certain things.

"sharp!"

Song Ning and Zheng Xiao nodded in agreement, "It seems like there is nothing you can't do. If you're not good, who else can be good?"

"I'm tired! I'm going to feed the pigs and cook..."

Qiao Bo almost couldn't hold back his compliments from Song Ning.

Who can resist the praise from the serious "little drama queen"!

It’s so annoying!

If he continued to be tempted by her, Qiao Bo felt that he would become ill sooner or later.

"By the way, how was last night?"

Song Ning followed Qiao Bo closely, staring with wide eyes, observing Qiao Bo's movements carefully.

Although she vowed to help, Qiao Bo was reluctant to let her do it.

As long as she followed him and watched, he would have endless energy.

"We didn't find the campsite, and Uncle Junshan was still injured..."

Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning hesitantly, he wanted to ask, is fate really unchangeable?

For example, last night, Song Ning had told him that Uncle Junshan would be in danger, and he had been paying attention at all times, but in the end the accident still happened.

"Destiny can be changed, but the premise is that you have to believe in it."

Song Ning knew what Qiao Bo wanted to ask, "There is a cliff in front of a person. You know that if he takes a few more steps forward, he will fall down."

"If you tell him with all your heart, he will not only not believe you, but will laugh at you. The fate of such a person cannot be changed."

"Qiao Junshan's accident was also caused by the same reason."

"Given his personality, even if you tell him, he won't believe it and may even give you two political lessons."

"Fate and luck are closely related. Qiao Junshan's luck is only average, so the accident happened."

Song Ning hugged Qiao Bo's waist and said, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"

Qiao Bo was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Get up! Don't you mind the stink?"

He had just been cleaning the pigsty and was stinking. It was obvious that he couldn't smell the odor.

If Qiao Bo hadn't said it, Song Ning wouldn't have noticed the smell. As soon as Qiao Bo said it, Song Ning was immediately attracted by it.

"Stinky! I can't breathe... do it yourself..."

Song Ning couldn't stay here for even a second, and ran away as fast as the wind.

Qiao Bo lowered his head and sniffed himself. Was it that smelly?

"Hey...sister-in-law! Where's my brother Bo?"

Dr. Xiao Zhou, carrying a bag of wedding candy, happily met Song Ning.

"In the pigsty..."

Song Ning had no intention of greeting anyone. She just wanted to go home and wash her hands and face...

"sister in law…"

Doctor Xiao Zhou chased after her with candy in his hand, "Sister-in-law... give me some candy!"

"You are amazing! Can you help me calculate when I will get married..."

"sister in law…"

"Qiao Bo's wife... I can't find the hoe at home. I heard you can calculate it. Can you help me calculate it..."

Doctor Xiao Zhou wasn't enough, another middle-aged woman came over and asked Song Ning to help her figure out where the hoe that was lost at home was.

"Please help my son calculate it too! When will he be able to get married?"

Aunt Zhao, who was watching the fun nearby, was not to be outdone. She grabbed Song Ning's hand and insisted that she say a few words.

Song Ning was speechless.

She now felt that even her breath stank. Couldn't they smell it?

"You can count it, but I will charge you for it!"

Seeing that the crowd had blocked the door of her house tightly, Song Ning was no longer in a hurry to go back.

"What?! Charges?!"

Aunt Liu, who wanted Song Ning to help her calculate the hoe, screamed, "A fellow villager is charging you for calculating the hoe? You must be crazy for money!"

"That's right! Neighbors are guarding each other, and they have to make things so complicated. There is no mercy at all!"

Aunt Zhao, who wanted Song Ning to help her son find a wife, also joined in.

They wanted Song Ning to help with the calculation, essentially to save money, not because they trusted Song Ning that much.

Now that they see there is no advantage to be gained, they start playing the emotional card.

"Bullshit! Open your mouth, why don't you open it yourself? What are you looking for my daughter-in-law for?!"

Zhang Lan, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise outside the door and ran out with a big spoon in her hand.

"My daughter-in-law can count, that's her fortune!"

"Why can't you charge me for eating here?"