Also watching was Yang Anfu who was working in the field next to him.

It's lunch time now, and my family is eating the steamed buns we brought from home.

It's made with cornmeal mixed with wild vegetables. It's dry and very choking.

There is no harm without contrast.

Smelling the fragrance coming from the field next door, Yang Anfu took another bite of the honey in his mouth.

It was getting harder and harder to swallow. "This thing tastes so bland!"

As he spoke, he looked towards that house.

The wife is beautiful and she cooks great food.

I don't know what to do, but it smells so good!

Zhou Yun ate the steamed buns expressionlessly. "It's good to have cornmeal. Why are you being so picky?"

She was frugal by nature, otherwise the harvesting would be too tiring, and she would not even eat the cornmeal.

How can we live like that spendthrift woman?

At this time, Jiang Yuman's coquettish voice came from the field next to them, and I don't know what they were saying.

It wasn't loud, but I could hear it clearly because we were so close.

Yang Anfu listened to the laughter of the Fu family, and saw Zhou Yun's expression as if someone owed her money, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Throw the nest into the basket and say, "I don't want to eat it."

"Anfu, we have to work all afternoon, how can you eat this?"

Seeing her son taking two bites, Grandma Cai said quickly, "Hurry up and eat some more!"

Yang Anfu glanced at Zhou Yun and said unhappily, "What's delicious? Nothing good can be eaten without oil."

Zhou Yun raised her head suddenly. There were some bruises on the corners of her mouth, from the fight they had yesterday.

His face looked particularly bad. "If you want to eat something juicy, why don't you go up the mountain and hunt wild boars? Why are you complaining in front of me now?"

“If you get some wild boar, and if something happens to keep me at home from work, I’ll cook it for you in different ways!” His tone was somewhat sarcastic.

놆Doesn't she want to cook meat?

The question is, does Yang Anfu have this problem?

She always said that she asked Yang Anfu to go with her to hunt wild boars, but she herself refused to go, and she even had a fight with her last night.

Both of them had bruises on their faces from the fight. They didn't go to the square to watch the excitement, and as a result, they missed the pork that was to be distributed to others.

Thinking about this, I am still very angry.

When Yang Anfu heard this, his face turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

Who would be happy when his woman tells him that he has nothing to do with other men?

Otherwise, with so many people watching outside, I really want to teach this woman a lesson again.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you two." Veins popped out of Wang Ren's forehead, and he finally took the sickle and went to work.

Mrs. Cai couldn't hold back at all.

Zhou Yun also finished her meal in a few mouthfuls, and when she took the sickle to cut the wheat, she did it quickly and fiercely as if she was angry.

I don't know if he is taking it out on Mai.

At this time, at the other end of the land.

"Mom, I want to eat wild boar meat, too. When can we eat wild boar meat at home?"

The son of Mrs. Yao who was speaking was already eleven years old and he followed along to pick up some wheat ears to earn work points.

Since they lived in the same area as Zhou Yun's family, they could naturally smell the aroma of the Fu family eating wild boar.

The child is at the age of growing up, and he longs for the taste of meat every night.

Yesterday, I was so excited when I saw two wild boars brought home that I couldn’t sleep well. As a mother, I was of course distressed.

Mrs. Yao glanced at Mother Yao beside her and remembered what she said yesterday.

Patting her son, she said, "When your grandfather comes back from work, share the meat, and I'll cook meat for you."

The Niannian Brigade killed so many wild boars that Yao Anguo got up early that day. In addition to notifying the team members to bring their own food, he also had another important matter:

Take these wild boars to the commune to hand them in and return the borrowed guns.

Therefore, the meat at home was only simply processed. If we really wanted to divide the meat, we had to wait for Yao Anguo to come back.

“Really? That’s great!” His joy was visibly evident.

Yao's mother heard this but did not object.

We have two wild boars at home now. According to the third child's personality, he will definitely have no objection to sharing them.

Mother Yao understands her son.

Recently, the third daughter-in-law has been a little undisciplined. She spends the whole day at home making clothes with a sewing machine and never even goes out to the floor.

I have to talk it over when I get back, don't follow the Fu family's daughter-in-law's example and be lazy!

…

Jiang Yuman doesn't know yet.

I just brought some wild boar to deliver food, but it caused so much trouble.

She felt that many people's eyes were on her, but she was used to it and didn't care at all.

But Fu Jingchen, who was a reconnaissance soldier, saw so many people staring at his wife.

There were some homeless guys among them, their eyes were fixed, and I couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Besides, these people are not rookies in the army. They won't make others run eighty laps at the mere mention of a single word.

A little depressed.

He just drank the mung bean soup in one gulp, then handed the lunch box to Jiang Yuman, "Go slowly on your way back."

Fu Wangshan also frowned and warned: "Watch carefully on the road, some wheat stubble can prick people."

After the wheat is harvested, there is still some stubble left that you don't have time to dig up. If you are not careful, you will fall.

After all, we were really worried that Jiang Yuman had come so far to deliver the meal.

But after eating these meals and drinking the mung bean soup, I felt satisfied and my fatigue was much relieved.

I felt happy and relieved.

Jiang Yuman nodded, looking at Fu Jingchen's face full of sweat.

It's rare to feel a little distressed.

She looked at the mung bean soup that had been drunk up and said, "I'll make some more mung bean soup this afternoon and you can come back and have some."

Although I feel bad for her, if I really ask her to do it in the field, that would be unacceptable.

Not to mention that I can't bear it now, even if I give birth to a child in the future, I won't be able to go out.

The only thing she did was to take care of everyone's diet and daily life.

Don't accuse her of being hypocritical. If someone pampers her and she doesn't want to go out to the fields, which woman would go out to the fields?

A hypocritical woman has the best life.

Fu Jingchen's eyes warmed up. "Well, the sun is so big, let's go back quickly."

"good."

Jiang Yuman was of course aware that the sun was very strong and it made people dizzy.

I didn't stay long, carrying my lunch box. When I came back, I didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Even so, I was sweating all over.

I took a bath in hot water and took a nap in the afternoon. This time I slept particularly deeply.

After waking up, I went to the kitchen to make mung bean soup.

After returning from work, the family drank mung bean soup and felt a lot more relaxed.

While drinking mung bean soup, Fu Haitang wondered secretly: Could it be that people with good cooking skills are so magical that the mung bean soup they make can relieve fatigue?

But she estimated that it was just for psychological purposes.

After drinking the mung bean soup, she collected the bowls and prepared to wash them clean.

Before I even left the house, I heard a rapid knock on the door.