Oh yeah!
When Qiao Jingjing returned home, Qiao Manman was still in the corner of the yard, wiping away tears over the tiny sprouts that had just emerged from the ground.
Qiao Manman was afraid that others would discover her actions, so she was extremely careful.
Qiao Jingjing could tell at a glance.
"Sigh, I've already returned that thing to Sun Ce. We're even now."
“Manman, General Sun and General Zhou have already left the city. We saw the notices on the streets. Prefect Liu Xun posted notices widely, conscripting men from every household for two reasons. One is to strengthen the city's defenses against external enemies, and the other is to intensify patrols to maintain order in our city…”
Qiao Manman remained unmoved by these words.
Zhou Lang is gone!
Zhou Lang is gone.
He had helped her so much, and she wanted to thank him in person, but her older sister wouldn't allow it.
Her elder sister.
I really don't know what to say about her. General Sun, a man of such high standing, still wrote her letters and sent her gifts.
Qiao Manman was so envious.
She only had a heart that longed for Zhou Lang, but she didn't know if Zhou Lang had feelings for her.
Qiao Manman, with the heart of a young woman, was filled with melancholy.
Qiao Jingjing didn't care about all that.
What was a fleeting infatuation compared to the distance between them? Qiao Xiaomei's little feelings for Zhou Yu would dissipate in time.
She waits to find a good young man for Qiao Xiaomei.
Qiao Jingjing was unaware that she had overestimated a woman's abilities in a certain area.
She thought that people always have to experience many things, meet many people, and then forget many people.
Qiao Jingjing rolled up her sleeves, picked up her farm tools, and went to inspect the mulberry orchard and fishpond first.
This time, she didn't go alone. Learning from her previous experience, she brought Qiao Er and Qiao San with her.
He Miaomiao stayed at home doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of Uncle Peng and her father's meals.
Qiao Manman was in a bad mood, so Qiao Jingjing assigned her a task: to get some salt and white wine, pickle the duck eggs at home, and store them in the cellar.
Qiao Jingjing believed that even though she was the only one in the family, she could still be strong and stubborn.
With the fall of Lujiang City to Sun Ce and the downfall of Lu Kang's family, Old Man Qiao had nowhere to contact anyone, and he seemed to have suffered a great blow.
He Miaomiao has been very quiet since she returned.
Qiao Er and Qiao San have also become much more obedient.
My father rarely expressed his opinions at home. He would either talk to Uncle Peng for a while, go fishing by the fishpond, or take a few steps in the yard.
Suddenly, she became the pillar of the family.
In the first month of the lunar calendar, the temperature in the Jiangnan region is still very low.
The spring chill was biting. In such conditions, Qiao Jingjing made Qiao Er and Qiao San, two men who had never experienced hardship and whose hands had never lifted a finger, go to the fields to do farm work.
"Go! Be a down-to-earth man! Look up at the sky, look down at the road. The road is under your feet. Take this first step on the journey of a thousand miles..."
"ah?"
What?! How can you know where the fine silks and satins you wear, the rice and grains you eat, and the sweet wine you drink come from if you don't try it yourself?
Qiao Jingjing also rolled up her sleeves and began to teach her step by step.
Start by clearing away the dead branches and rotten stems from the pond.
In less than half a day, the two brothers were exhausted and collapsed.
This time, Qiao Er was alright. He didn't shout any grand pronouncements about wanting the Six-Flower Horse and the Red Peak Sword, or about going out to stir up trouble and control the world. After the Battle of Lujiang, he had matured a lot. Even though the farm work was extremely hard and tiring, and his tender little hands were all blistered, he didn't dare to say a word.
Qiao San's delicate skin couldn't withstand it.
"Sister, I can't stand it anymore! Look, look! My hands... are all worn out."
"Sister, you told me to till the land, you told me to dredge mud from the pond to plaster this embankment... Ah... what kind of mud is this that can't be plastered on the field ridge? Look, who tills their land now? Whose fishpond needs to be done like this? Oh dear, it's freezing! Sister, look at my hands, my feet, they're so cold... Sister, can we spend some money and hire a few people to do it?"
Qiao Jingjing said no.
Learning and life cannot be separated, and labor and theory cannot be disconnected.
Why were Qiao Er and Qiao San able to be completely fooled by Li Zhu before?
Isn't it because these two idiots only know how to be lazy and have never personally experienced the hardship of working? If he had personally harvested the grain and personally fed the chickens and ducks, would he have taken it without batting an eye and thought to trade it for a fine horse and sword?
"Your hands are cold? Your feet are cold too? Yes, the water is quite cold right now! But that's just how it is; farmers rely on the weather for their livelihood all year round. Now you know how hard it is to work, and you know how hard it is for our family's grain and harvest?"
Qiao San nodded.
Qiao Er nodded, his face expressionless.
Qiao Jingjing scooped up a handful of cold water and washed her hands.
"Alright! That's enough for today, get up. Qiao San, before you get up, scoop a basket of snails from the field, put them in this basket, and carry it over to our ducks. Remember, the ducks will swallow these snails whole, they might choke. Take a rock and smash these snails to pieces, then feed them to the ducks, understand?"
Qiao San just wanted to cry out to the heavens.
This time, Qiao Er acted properly: "Stop howling, Third Brother, get back to work. What kind of man has the face to wail? Look at your elder sister!"
Qiao Jingjing isn't someone who talks without understanding the situation, nor is she just someone who stands by and gives orders.
While she was talking to Qiao Er and Qiao San, she had already climbed over the mulberry tree, crawled through the chicken coop, and picked up a hoe to dig a ditch.
As this truly meaningful day comes to an end.
As night fell, the three siblings returned home with their tools. He Miaomiao had prepared dinner. Qiao Manman pickled duck eggs, and Old Man Qiao caught a bass to add to the family meal.
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