Cheng Yue was mainly there to do a handover today, so Chen An didn't go with her. He was sitting in the yard with his two daughters picking corn seeds when he looked up and saw Cheng Yue humming a little tune as she came in.
Look how happy you are!
"Ah Yue, what happened? Why are you so happy?"
The house deed was expected, but Chen An didn't think Cheng Yue would be so happy; there must be something else going on.
Adhering to the principle of sharing happiness together, Cheng Yue talked about her recent encounter with Zhao Shi, saying that things had only calmed down for a few days before she started causing trouble again.
Chen An frowned repeatedly after hearing this. Had his mother changed her tactics?
"Ah Yue, we should be more careful, in case they get desperate and do something rash."
How could he not know what kind of person his mother was? She had never bowed her head in her entire life; even on the day she collected her father's body, she kept cursing him.
I would never have lowered my stance if I hadn't been forced into it.
Now that Chen Gen, whom she had been pinning her hopes on, is gone, who knows how much resentment he harbors? He might suddenly do something drastic one day.
Cheng Yue thought about it and agreed. However, there's no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days without being able to do so.
People like Zhao, who never reflect on themselves and are always resentful of others, only do things that harm others and themselves. It's not surprising that they do anything.
That's what I thought, but I still have to take it seriously. After all, it's easy to defend against open attacks but hard to guard against hidden ones. Zhao suddenly changed her attitude, and she was not as reliable as she used to be when she was spewing nonsense.
Chen An instructed Chen Tong and Chen Ning, "You two sisters need to be the most careful. Once they get close, get away as soon as possible."
He and A-Yue are both adults, which is better, but I'm afraid that Zhao and the others might have ulterior motives and try to take advantage of the children.
Chen Tong and Chen Ning nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, we know that we'll avoid her house."
Having finally separated from their family and cut off all ties, they wouldn't try to get close to anyone else. Even if the other side tried to talk to them, they wouldn't pay any attention.
The family continued picking up corn seeds while talking. After harvesting the wheat, they would plant corn, so they needed to collect the seeds quickly.
The next morning, Cheng Yue took Chen Tong and Chen Ning to the wheat field.
The villagers have been harvesting wheat these past few days, and some fields are already more than half empty.
Wheat is a grain that needs to be harvested quickly.
If the harvest is delayed, the wheat grains will fall to the ground when they are ripe, and they will be impossible to collect. In addition, the wheat grains are prone to sprouting when it rains.
As soon as Cheng Yue and the others arrived, Qian Yulan waved and called out, "Sister Cheng Yue, don't worry, the wheat can wait a couple more days. We'll come and help you as soon as we finish harvesting!"
"It's alright, Sister Yulan, we'll keep it ourselves for now, you can come back when you're done."
Their ten acres of land isn't much, and there are at least seven or eight people helping out. With so many people, they can finish harvesting in half a day at most, so she's not in a hurry.
Other families, on the other hand, have much more land than them, and it takes them several days to harvest.
The people who came to help naturally took this into consideration, and they started harvesting wheat these past two days, working from morning till night.
"Okay! We should finish collecting them by tomorrow at the latest!"
Qian Yulan agreed and continued bending over to cut wheat.
Cheng Yue rolled up her sleeves and started cutting wheat with a sickle, while Chen Tong and Chen Ning, who were still young, gathered the wheat on the side.
In those days, there were no machines, everything was done by manpower. Cheng Yue's back ached after cutting for a while, so she stood up, hammered the bark a couple of times, and continued cutting.
Harvesting wheat is exhausting!
Putting everything else aside, my back just can't take it.
"Ouch! No, no! My back is going to break! Son, you need to find someone else. We really can't do this job!"
The villagers' wheat fields are all concentrated on the flat land on both sides of the river, so they are not far apart and everyone can hear each other clearly.
"How strange! Old Mrs. Zhao actually went to the fields herself! But why is she complaining about being tired after only cutting a handful?"
"Didn't your son say that harvesting wheat wasn't tiring at all? Why are you shouting first! Isn't this a slap in your son's face?"
Aunt Li's family was also harvesting wheat across the street. Hearing Zhao's complaints, they immediately started to mock her.
Let those heartless bastards Chen Ping humiliate them with fifteen coins! They hold grudges!
With Aunt Li leading the way, the others couldn't help but make a few jokes, "Oh my! They're all just peasants pretending to be delicate young ladies. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were some kind of old matriarch!"
"Hey! This is spoiling them! They've forgotten who they are."
"They used to take advantage of Chen An and his wife's honesty, exploiting them relentlessly. They never even dug up a single wild vegetable, let alone farmed the land. How could they endure such hardship!"
"Chen Ping, aren't you known as a filial son? How can you bear to let your mother work so hard?"
Even if we can't find anyone to help in our village, we can ask people in other villages! You're not just trying to spend money, are you?
After everyone finished speaking, Zhao started talking about Chen Ping, saying that it was because he was arrogant and looked down on people.
Chen Ping's face was flushed, not from anger, but from exhaustion.
He hadn't worked in the fields for years, and his hands were covered in blisters from just holding a sickle for a short while.
Chen Gen was injured and couldn't get out of bed. His mother and wife couldn't help him, and even Chen Shu was a hindrance.
He didn't want to pay for it and let others benefit, so he had to ask for leave to go home and harvest it himself. Little did he know that harvesting wheat would be so tiring!
If I had known, I would have paid more money that day, and I wouldn't be being laughed at by the whole village today. I have no way to express my bitterness!
Chen Ping glared at Zhao Shi and said in a low voice with dissatisfaction, "Mother, please don't cause me any trouble!"
Aunt Zhou is about your age, why doesn't she complain about being tired, but you are?
Zhao opened her mouth, about to say what she could possibly compare to that old woman Zhou, but seeing so many people around them watching, she shut her mouth.
She wasn't afraid of what others would say, but she was afraid of upsetting Chen Ping and losing his affections. He was her only son now, and he was her only hope for the rest of her life.
He could only glare at Li Manying with resentment, thinking it was all that slut's fault.
If it weren't for her stirring up trouble in front of her eldest son, saying that she was the one who caused the loss of money, chickens, and pigs, how could her eldest son have been so dissatisfied with her!
Li Manying raised her chin, her eyes filled with disdain, but she smiled and advised:
“Mother, what my husband says is right. Please stop shouting. Haven’t we lost enough face for our family?”
"You're only embarrassing your husband by doing this. As his mother, you should be more considerate of the children."
After Li Manying said that, Chen Ping felt even more that it was all Zhao's fault. How come other people's mothers could help, but his mother not only couldn't help but also made things worse?
Zhao felt a lump in her throat, "Son, don't listen to her nonsense. You're a heartless woman, how could I, as your mother, not understand you?"
Chen Ping waved his hand impatiently, "If you're going to be considerate of me, then harvest more wheat and stop complaining about being tired!"
So tired! Nobody's as tired as him! He's controlled by Manager Jiang at the shop, and when he gets home he has to put up with his wife and mother's temper. Only his Arou makes him worry-free!
Cheng Yue rubbed her lower back and laughed. This internal strife is quite big!
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