Although Cheng Qingyan is much easier to get along with now, the psychological trauma she left on those children has never been erased.
It's understandable that Meng Chuying ran away as soon as she saw Cheng Qingyan.
Before Cheng Qingyan became the Cheng Qingyan she knew, Meng Chuying had seen that Cheng Qingyan pin a child to the ground and beat him up in order to snatch something from him.
Finally, the child's parents arrived, and Cheng Qingyan got into a fight with them.
This incident left a deep impression on her, and from then on, she would turn and run whenever she saw Cheng Qingyan. She was terrified that she might be the one pinned to the ground and beaten, since she had no parents to save her.
If I don't run, I might get beaten to death. After all, Little Fatty was already bleeding profusely from the beating!
That was terrifying! That person actually ran towards me! Luckily, I ran fast enough, but I don't know if that woman is alright.
Meng Chuying ran for most of the way, but when she realized that no one was chasing her, she quietly turned back a little further.
She wanted to see if Cheng Qingyan was making things difficult for Ye Lingyu.
Instead of seeing Cheng Qingyan bullying Ye Lingyu, they saw Cheng Qingyan chatting and laughing with Ye Lingyu, tidying up the grass roots that had been dug out to dry.
There must be some conspiracy.
No one is kind to someone for no reason. That scoundrel is probably up to something bad again!
Meng Chuying quietly turned back, but didn't get close; she just stood at a distance.
Ye Lingyu didn't notice her at first; it was Cheng Qingyan who looked up and saw her standing not far away.
I only glanced at her once, then looked away, afraid that I would scare her away again.
Cheng Qingyan remained calm and quietly said to Ye Lingyu, "Wife, that child has come back again. Is something wrong? Also, why does she run away as soon as she sees me?"
Ye Lingyu chuckled softly: "Perhaps you scared her before. I'll go check on her."
There are still many grass roots and stones in the field; if we don't pick them out, we can't plow the field a second time.
After this round of plowing, Old Wu will probably go and repair her farming tools.
Cheng Qingyan would occasionally glance at Ye Lingyu, who was talking to Meng Chuying, but she didn't know what they were saying.
Looking up again, she saw Ye Lingyu leading Meng Chuying over.
Cheng Qingyan picked at the pebbles on the ground. She had never even held Ye Lingyu's hand! How could this child be allowed to hold Ye Lingyu's hand the moment she appeared! She was still Ye Lingyu's husband!
Two shadows, one large and one small, were cast on the ground in front of them.
“Husband, I’ve already spoken with Lady Meng. She’ll come and help us clear the weeds when she has time. We’ll feed her and give her a few copper coins.”
There is no free lunch, and naturally there is no free labor.
Cheng Qingyan squatted on the ground and looked up, saying, "It's fine if my wife makes the decision; I have no objections."
“Then Miss Meng, please help me pick up the things here. Husband, please go help Uncle Wu plow the fields.” Ye Lingyu took Meng Chuying’s hand and squatted down beside her.
Cheng Qingyan was displeased, but he didn't show it on his face: "Yes, madam."
Just before leaving, he kicked the rake that was raking grass roots next to him.
Meng Chuying thought to herself, "He really is a fool. Why did he have to kick this rake for no reason when it was just sitting on the ground?"
Ye Lingyu saw Cheng Qingyan's little actions, smiled silently, and started working.
There are still some misunderstandings between Meng Chuying and Cheng Qingyan; haste makes waste. They need to get to know each other gradually and clear up the misunderstandings.
The rake was borrowed; I only borrowed one, but some grass roots still slipped through, and the pebbles couldn't be piled up.
After a day's work, my legs were numb from squatting, and my back ached.
The speed is too slow; I haven't even finished cultivating three acres of land in a day.
Ye Lingyu hasn't had much time to dig for wild vegetables lately, mainly because Cheng Qingyan doesn't eat them, so she buys some vegetables from villagers.
The radishes and cabbages in their yard hadn't grown properly yet; they had just sprouted tiny buds, no bigger than a fingernail.
Fortunately, the vegetables grown by the villagers themselves are not expensive, so they can still afford to eat them.
She used to eat wild vegetables mainly because she didn't have much money, so she tried to save money wherever possible, and wild vegetables were an option.
Since Cheng Qingyan stopped eating wild vegetables, they have been buying their vegetables mainly from people in the village.
Of course, it's much cheaper than buying it in town.
The vegetables that the village can sell are naturally the best of the best.
But what she didn't know was that Cheng Qingyan was never satisfied with the quality of the vegetables she bought. The leaves weren't fresh, there were too many insect holes, and the taste was terrible, etc.
Cheng Qingyan didn't say anything, but she knew in her heart that she was already lucky to have anything to eat and not have to eat wild vegetables. If she dared to continue being picky, Ye Lingyu might throw her out.
If she could grow vegetables of similar quality outside her space—not exactly the same, but close enough—she could sell them and make a fortune.
The lotus roots I bought today were from someone else's farm. They weren't very big either. They were only about half the thickness of her wrist, and quite short.
Ye Lingyu bought two sections of lotus root, planning to have rice with them that evening.
I haven't cooked rice with it since the new rice came in.
Meng Chuying came back with them, and when she arrived at their house, she was so surprised that her mouth dropped open.
In just a few days, the dilapidated walls of their house have been repaired to be high and sturdy.
The gate, which had been rickety and could have been blown down by a strong wind, has been repaired. A small plot of land in the yard has been cultivated, and tiny green shoots are sprouting; it looks like vegetables have been planted there.
In particular, the kitchen, which used to be drafty, has been rebuilt. One side was left blank, and an eaves nearly a meter long were extended from the roof to prevent rainwater from entering the house during wind and rain.
The stove was cleaned spotlessly, and a new stove had been built in the kitchen, with two pots inside!
On the table to the side, there were some bottles and jars. The washed dishes and chopsticks were also neatly placed, and the firewood was also neatly stacked.
There is also a large vat in the kitchen, which is filled with water. You can just take water from the vat when you need it, which is very convenient.
Cheng Qingyan wasn't planning to buy this jar, but the father and son who were repairing the wall said they would deliver it, and Ye Lingyu wanted it, so she agreed to buy it.
The main reason is that water left for a long time is prone to bacterial growth.
That's why she always thought that when she had money, she would definitely dig a well at home first!
Meng Chuying followed Ye Lingyu into the kitchen and didn't come out again. Instead, she sat in front of the stove and started a fire.
Having taken over Cheng Qingyan's job, Cheng Qingyan sat on a wooden stump in the yard, lost in thought.
With nothing to do and no phone to play with, are we just supposed to sit around doing nothing?
Well, it'll take a while to finish cooking, and it's not good for her to be idling around here. She turned and went inside.
He flashed into the space and harvested the ripe rice.
The rice in the space was directly stored in the warehouse and then turned into white rice.
The current quantity of rice in the space warehouse is 3,800 jin.
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