Hearing this, Lu Changqing raised his head and met Gu Qingning's smiling eyes.

Gu Qingning took out an aluminum lunch box and handed it to him. "It's the middle of the day, why don't you take a break?"

The temperature at this time is particularly high, and the whole person feels like being placed in a steamer, but these people are still working hard, and their physical fitness is extremely strong.

Lu Changqing smiled, revealing his big white teeth, looking a little silly. "Why are you here? Why don't you stay at home? What if you hurt your skin?"

Gu Qingning's skin is delicate, and sometimes it will turn purple if she uses too much force. Lu Changqing naturally doesn't want her to suffer.

Gu Qingning gave him a glare, "You're talking like I'm some lazy old woman. Shouldn't I cook it myself and bring it to you?"

No one loves Lu Changqing, so shouldn't she love him more?

Lu Changqing felt warm in his heart when he heard this. If there were no one around, he would have wanted to hug that person and give them a few kisses.

How could his wife be so good?

Lu Changqing was wearing a coat and quickly pulled out some grass to spread on the ground. He gave the straw hat on his head to Gu Qingning and asked her to sit down. He was very considerate.

Gu Qingning was not polite either. She squinted her eyes and looked over. A group of people were working. People at that time were very hardworking.

Decades later, the economy developed rapidly, young people left the village, and no one cultivated this land anymore.

Lu Changqing sat next to her, opened the lunch box, looked at the meat dishes inside, and smiled like a fool.

"Wife, you are so good to me."

It's a festival now, who would be willing to eat meat? It's just that Gu Qingning feels sorry for herself and wants to nourish him.