On the way to work the next day, Song Fuyu felt that more people greeted her.

If she still can't guess the reason, then she has lived in vain all these years.

It's just that everyone thinks she might become the captain's daughter-in-law, and they want to have a good relationship with her. She doesn't like this feeling, and even feels a little disgusted.

"Captain, please don't assign such heavy tasks to Song Zhiqing. She might become your daughter-in-law. Don't tire her out."

When an aunt saw Song Fuyu there, she couldn't help but make a joke to the captain.

"Mr. Cui, stop talking nonsense and tarnishing the reputation of Mr. Song."

"My third son hasn't been home for a month, and Song Zhiqing has only been in the village for more than half a month. We don't know each other at all, have never met or spoken a word, so how come she suddenly became my daughter-in-law?"

"If you keep talking nonsense like that, I'll deduct your work points!"

"No, no, I was just talking nonsense."

When the aunt who had just spoken heard that her work points were going to be deducted, she immediately slapped herself on the mouth twice.

"Look at my mouth, I'm talking nonsense. I'm just talking nonsense, captain, don't take it seriously. I'm going to work now."

After saying that, he quickly left the scene.

"And you guys, stop discussing nonsense in private all day long."

"Song Zhiqing helped my wife before. It happened that we cooked sweet potato soup at home yesterday. I brought her a bowl to thank her. There was nothing like the nonsense you mentioned."

"All the boys and girls in this area look for a matchmaker before getting married. How can parents go and look for girls themselves? Isn't this ridiculous?"

"If I hear you guys talking nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After beating the villagers who were watching the fun, Wang Zhiyong drove everyone to work.

"Song Zhiqing, please stay for a while."

After dividing the work and sending everyone away, Wang Zhiyong called her.

Song Fuyu, who was about to leave, stopped and turned his head with a faint expression.

"Song Zhiqing, I've heard about the incident, and I'm sorry that it has caused you trouble. I apologize to you on behalf of my unreasonable wife. She didn't have any bad intentions, but her actions were a little too abrupt..."

"No need, Uncle Wang. We are just overthinking."

Song Fuyu interrupted him without waiting for him to continue explaining.

Although she thought the rumor was a bit ridiculous, she still had to live in Shanhe Village for a few more years and could not directly offend the captain.

Moreover, the words he had just fabricated were also a disguised way of clarifying the facts for himself.

"I'm glad you understand."

"You have no relatives or friends in our countryside. You should consider all aspects of marriage and don't be too impulsive."

Although his youngest son was not bad, as his father, he was not as self-aware as Song Zhiqing, who had some.

Within two days of going to the countryside, he spent more than a hundred dollars to build a brick house, and all his luggage had been checked in. Not only did he look good, he was also very capable.

Looking around, in his opinion, there is no girl better than her in this area.

If the third brother could be with her, it would be a blessing for their Wang family.

Even if it wasn't with the third child in their family, he hoped that she would open her eyes and find a good home.

After all, he saw all the efforts of this girl.

Without saying much to the team leader, Song Fuyu continued to pull radishes.

When he got off work in the morning, he told Tong Youyou to cook porridge and went to the west of the village.

When Song Fuyu saw a cow eating hay in the cowshed next to the house, he knew it was this house.

"Uncle Lin, are you busy?"

"No, wait a moment, I'll be right out."

Uncle Lin came out and saw that it was Song Fuyu. He didn't invite her into the house, but stood outside the door.

He was a single old man in his fifties, and it was not convenient for him to let her come in and sit down.

"Song Zhiqing, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Lin, I'd like you to bring back some big things for me."

"What to bring?"

"I want a big vat for pickling sauerkraut, a water vat, and three smaller ones for pickling pickles."

"Okay, I have nothing to do this afternoon, so I can help you make the trip."

"That's great, thank you Uncle Lin."

Uncle Lin had helped villagers buy these things many times, so he knew the prices of several jars very well.

After Song Fuyu paid for the goods, he gave two cents as a reward for his hard work.

After lunch, Tong Youyou went to plant the remaining vegetable seeds, while she continued to peel the chestnuts.

The pheasant I shot last time can be used to stew chestnuts tonight.

They didn't have a pressure cooker, so the pheasant had to be stewed for two to three hours. She finished her work around four o'clock in the afternoon and came back to prepare to clean the pheasant.

Clean the chicken, chop off the head and feet, cut into rectangular cubes, put it in a large bowl, add appropriate amount of cooking wine, soy sauce and salt and mix well.

She is the only one in the kitchen now, so it is very convenient for her to get things out of the space.

Tong Youyou is not very good at cooking and can’t tell what’s in the food.

Marinate the chicken for about half an hour, heat oil in a pan, pour in the chicken and stir-fry until golden brown, put it in a ceramic pot, add onion segments, ginger slices, chestnuts, soy sauce and appropriate amount of water, place it on the coal stove, and simmer for two hours.

"Song Zhiqing, the jar has been bought back."

When Uncle Lin saw the smell of smoke coming from the kitchen, he knew she was at home.

"Hey, here I come."

She put down the chestnuts in her hand and quickly ran out of the kitchen.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Lin."

It was said that Uncle Lin had rheumatism in his legs, so she didn't plan to let Uncle Lin move it for her, but stopped him and prepared to do it herself.

However, they were both a step too slow. When she was about to reach out, a pair of strong hands first moved one of the large vats off the ox cart.

"Don't move, I'll do it."

Yan Ziyuan was carrying a basket of chestnuts on his back, ready to bring them to her, but when he saw her trying to move the water jar weighing dozens of kilograms by herself, he quickly put down the chestnuts and carried the water jar down before her.

Seeing that one of the large vats had been taken down by him, Song Fuyu prepared to move the other one.

Yan Ziyuan suddenly felt angry.

I told her not to move, but she insisted on carrying everything by herself.

"You carry the small ones, and I'll take the big ones."

"Song Zhiqing, since there is such a tall guy here, you can just take a smaller one."

Although Uncle Lin's wife is no longer with him, he has been in a relationship before, so he understands Yan Ziyuan's behavior very well.

But the young man still has some way to go, and the young girl doesn't seem to have figured it out yet.

With Yan Ziyuan's help, several jars were quickly moved into the kitchen.

Seeing that there was nothing left for him to do, Uncle Lin drove the ox cart back home.

Yan Ziyuan took the backpack that had just landed at the entrance of the yard into the kitchen.

"Thank you for your help."

"When I'm here and you need to move something heavy, come to me. If I'm not here, go to Jin Kai next door. He has nothing to do after eating every day anyway."

Jin·Toolman·Kai: "......"

If he knew that Yan Ziyuan was slandering him like this, he would definitely want to kick him out of his house immediately.

"Don't bother, I..."

"obedient."

He couldn't help but reach out to touch her head, but he raised his hand to shoulder level, rubbed the calluses on his hands, and quickly put it down.

She is not his partner yet, and sudden intimacy is likely to scare her away.

"You keep busy, I'm leaving."

Pour the chestnuts into the small pile that she had not yet peeled, Yan Ziyuan took the empty backpack and left her home.