So it seems that a person's strength has little to do with what they ate as a child. Someone like Lu Zhiqing is probably just blessed by God; he was born to do farm work.
These days, this isn't meant to belittle anyone. The world is vast, but the poorest peasants of eight generations are the greatest; at that time, farmers held the highest status, even comparable to some government officials.
Because Lu Qingyan was so capable, people's goodwill towards her increased rapidly. Older men whose sons were of marriageable age all inquired about marrying such a strong and capable woman as Lu Qingyan.
However, the young men who were of marriageable age didn't think that way. With such strength, if the two of them had a fight, they definitely wouldn't be able to beat this woman. No, no, that would be too embarrassing; they absolutely couldn't marry her.
They all had the same thought in their minds, and even repeatedly ruined their families' blind date plans.
As a result, Lu Qingyan had a lot of peace and quiet and continued to immerse herself in her work.
Grandma Ma inquired about it several times, but Lu Qingyan naturally wouldn't agree.
The people in this village are indeed nice; quite a few educated youth have already settled here. There are also quite a few good-looking and decent men who are willing to pursue Lu Qingyan. But those men aren't Rong Qing, so why should Lu Qingyan be with them?
Lu Qingyan thought that even if she did nothing else, just searching life after life seemed like a pretty good experience.
"Grandma, I'm back." Lu Qingyan delivered a basket of hay to the cowshed, then walked briskly back to the house of Grandma Ma where she was staying. Seeing that Grandma Ma was old and still walking with trembling little feet, carrying a bucket full of water and pouring it into the water vat in the house, Lu Qingyan was so frightened that she quickly stepped forward, took the bucket from her hand, and helped her pour the water into the water vat.
“Mother-in-law, didn’t we agree that I would do these heavy chores?” Lu Qingyan looked at the old lady disapprovingly, but the old lady was not intimidated by her gaze.
"Pfft—" Grandma Ma looked at the little girl who had lived in her house for nearly five months with affection, her eyes full of smiles: "Alright, Grandma knows. Today I made your favorite dumplings, shepherd's purse filling."
Grandma Ma couldn't possibly afford the government's allowance for a martyr's widow on her own. Lu Qingyan, never one to suffer, always made sure to buy something nice when she went to the county town each month. Plus, she earned fifteen work points a day. In a time when a strong laborer could barely support several children with fifteen work points a day, her earnings were enough for her to eat dumplings or steamed buns every few days without feeling the pinch.
Besides, Lu Qingyan had lived in the apocalypse before, and she had a lot of fine food stored in her spatial storage. Even if Lu Qingyan just took it out like that, Grandma Ma wouldn't suspect anything.
Lu Qingyan was truly glad that she had chosen to be assigned to Grandma Ma's house. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to eat so well in any other household. On the contrary, she would have had to eat steamed buns mixed with chaff or wild vegetables to appease the family she was staying with, or she would have had to sneak into her space every night to eat and drink secretly.
It's just eating something, it's not like we're stealing. Just thinking about that kind of life made Lu Qingyan feel uncomfortable. Grandma Ma's place is the best!
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