"System, when will I be able to recover?"
He waited for a full five minutes for a response from the system, but there was no response at all.
After ten minutes, Li Mingqing lost all patience and slipped into the space.
Listening to his slow breathing, Sun Jiaxue thought he was asleep.
So she tiptoed to the yard to clean the kitchen, wash the dishes and sweep the floor.
She originally thought that being bought would mean she would have a hard life, but unexpectedly, the Li family treated her equally and had no intention of making things difficult for her. Except for Yang Daya rolling her eyes and looking at her sideways, everything was fine.
Although the man she married was not in good health, one could tell from his scholarly air that he was a reasonable person.
She is also good-looking and has a pleasant voice, speaking softly.
As she thought about it, she became more and more shy, and her entire neck turned red.
Li Qingming knew nothing about this and looked at the sprouts growing in the space excitedly.
At this growth rate, the harvest will be ready in less than two days.
He really had no worries about food and clothing, and with a gentle new daughter-in-law, he reached the peak of his life.
He had to find a way to take the things in the space out openly.
In the fields.
Village chief Li Fugui looked at the old man Li who was working hard and asked, "Fuzhu, how is Mingqing?"
He stopped swinging the shovel in his hand and said, "He can speak now. I think he will be fine after a while."
"That's great! You two old people can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
"Your family has helped a lot these days."
"It's what fellow villagers should do."
"I will return the millet I borrowed from you during the autumn harvest."
The millet porridge that Li Mingqing drank was borrowed by Old Lady Li from the village chief's house.
Being willing to lend grain is the greatest help.
Food is life.
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