"What's wrong?" Lu Lan came over quickly, "Ah, why are you so careless?"
Feng Mian shook his head.
Lu Lan sighed, "I see you're worried about something. The knife is so sharp, how can you be distracted? Stop it. Rest next to me. I'll help you."
Feng Mian said: "No, I'm going back."
"Ah? If you leave now, I'm afraid I'll lose one point for you."
Feng Mian thought, she would only get five points a day anyway, and five points wouldn't make much difference, so how could she make a living from that? Then just try not to starve to death.
It's better to just deal with it casually and free up some time to do something else.
"It's okay. I don't think there's a future in mowing the lawn. I want to do something else to make money."
Lu Lan looked confused.
Feng Mian returned home early. Fortunately, the wound was not big, so he cleaned it and put a Band-Aid on it.
At noon, she cooked rice, fried eggs with Chinese toon, made a vegetable soup, and then took some beans out of the kimchi jar and fried them with dried chilies.
These sour beans were pickled by the original owner, but she didn't pickle them much, so she couldn't eat them more than a few times.
Fengmian bought kimchi on Taobao. There were three big jars of kimchi in the slate cabinet, two of which were ready-made kimchi she bought.
In her kimchi jar, there are not only pickled beans, but also pickled radishes, pickled ginger, pickled peppers, etc.
At noon, Gu Yuelin came back carrying a hoe, and Feng Mian had already put the food on the table.
"Wash your hands before eating."
"Um."
Sitting at the table, looking at the food on the table, Gu Yuelin frowned slightly and asked: "Do we have enough food?"
Feng Mian was startled and said with a smile: "Enough, enough, enough, I bought a lot before the New Year."
In Gu Yuelin's mind, she was really rich and had the means to make money.
If I weren’t burdened by that family... Alas! Forget it, I don’t want to think about that family anymore.
From now on, he will live a good life with Feng Mian and make their life prosperous.
"I sold those soon-to-expire tickets." As he spoke, he took out a handful of change from his clothes, "Here's the money, keep it."
Perhaps because he was afraid that she would not accept it, he said, "Don't worry, I can make money and I won't eat for free."
Working and paying... "Let's do it."
In fact, Feng Mian thought that when you work in the production team, they only recognize me as the head of the household, which is actually equivalent to you paying for food.
"I won't be working this afternoon. I'm going to see if there are any opportunities in the city."
Feng Mian thought about it and decided that she couldn't do this job, and she didn't want to put herself in a difficult position.
The important thing is that she felt that it was not worth it for her to spend so much time and endure so much effort just to earn these few cents.
Gu Yuelin looked up at her in astonishment, and his eyes fell on her hands again.
She has a Band-Aid on her hand?
"What happened to your hand?"
"I accidentally cut the grass while mowing it."
Gu Yuelin quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked around the table to her side, "Let me take a look."
He immediately snatched the hand away, and Feng Mian felt embarrassed.
"It's okay, just a small wound."
He still took off the Band-Aid and saw that it was indeed a small cut, and there was nothing wrong with the wound, so he felt relieved.
"If the injury is serious, there is a risk of tetanus. Our troops... ahem, you treated your wound very well."
Feng Mian retracted his hand.
Gu Yuelin added, "You should stop doing this in the future. I've asked people and found that you can only do 70% of your work at most, and most of the time you can only do 50%. It's more cost-effective for you to do something else, and it won't be so tiring."
He even made a special trip to ask this?
Feng Mian looked embarrassed.
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