"Why do villagers have so much work to do every day?"
Song Ning had never lived in the countryside before, and only knew about rural life from other people's words and on TV.
She thought that life in the countryside would be easy and leisurely as long as she farmed every day.
But after really understanding it, she realized that the villagers had endless work to do every day.
For example, her mother-in-law Zhang Lan does laundry, cooking, cleaning, working in the fields, and raising pigs and chickens...
These tasks can keep her busy from morning to night without a moment's rest.
She was busy with Old Man Qiao all day, weaving baskets, repairing farm tools, weeding and hoeing the fields...
Including Qiao An and Qiao Ran, as long as they are at home, there is endless work to do every day.
Even so, they can't save much money throughout the year, just enough to fill their stomachs!
Zhang Lan is greedy for money, but she is forced into a corner by life.
If you can live a decent life, who would be willing to live a petty life?
"this is life!"
Qiao Bo smiled bitterly. Every family in the village was like this, busy all the time for three meals a day.
Rural people suffer, and so do city people!
Several or even dozens of people are crowded into a small house of dozens of square meters.
The house is so packed with stuff that there is barely room to step...
This is a microcosm of the times. The country is working hard to improve people's lives. He believes that things will get better and better in the future.
"Life..."
Song Ning seemed to be lost in thought.
Before she traveled through time, she, her master, and her fellow apprentices all had special people to take care of their daily affairs.
They have never worried about life. They just indulge in their own research every day and pursue their own "Tao" throughout their lives.
Song Ning has had enough of this boring life. Maybe it's time to try the life of an ordinary person.
"Let me help you!"
After Song Ning figured it out, she instantly lost the desire to stay in bed.
She got up and dressed excitedly, intending to start a beautiful day by working.
"Then don't complain about being tired later..."
Qiao Bo was happy to cooperate, as his vacation was almost over.
He certainly couldn't be with her until the army house was settled.
Song Ning will eventually live alone, so it would be better for her to adapt to it sooner rather than later.
"No! Let's go!"
Song Ning specially found a long-sleeved shirt and pants, and also found a pair of cloth shoes.
"My mother gave me this pair of shoes. She said they have a thousand-layer sole and are very comfortable to wear..."
Song Ning tried on the cloth shoes Zhang Lan gave her last night and said, "They're a bit too big..."
This pair of shoes was originally made by Zhang Lan for Qiao Ran, but Song Ning made Zhang Lan happy last night.
"Let me see..."
Qiao Bo squatted down and tried it with his fingers.
"It's a bit bigger...wait a minute..."
Qiao Bo found a pair of insoles that Zhang Lan had made for him, and twisted out a pair of insoles based on Song Ning's feet.
“Try again…”
Song Ning jumped on the ground as he said, "It's very suitable..."
“You’re amazing!”
“Is this amazing?”
Sometimes Qiao Bo felt that Song Ning was simply not from this era and knew nothing about certain things.
"sharp!"
Song Ning nodded solemnly, "It seems like there's nothing you can't do. If you're not good, who else can be?"
"Okay! It's time to feed the pigs and cook..."
Qiao Bo almost couldn't hold back his compliments from Song Ning.
Who can resist the praise from a serious "little drama queen"!
It’s so annoying!
If he were to be seduced by her again, Qiao Bo felt that he would become ill sooner or later.
"By the way, how was last night?"
Song Ning followed Qiao Bo closely, staring with wide eyes and observing Qiao Bo's movements carefully.
Although she vowed to help, Qiao Bo was reluctant to let her do it.
As long as she followed him and watched, he would have endless energy.
"We didn't find the camp, and Uncle Junshan was injured..."
Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning hesitantly, he wanted to ask, is fate really unchangeable?
For example, last night, Song Ning had told him that Uncle Junshan would be in danger, and he had been paying attention at all times, but in the end the accident still happened.
"Destiny can be changed, but only if you believe in it."
Song Ning knew what Qiao Bo wanted to ask. "There's a cliff in front of a person. You know if he takes a few more steps, he'll fall off."
"If you kindly tell him, he won't believe you and will laugh at you. Such a person's fate cannot be changed."
"The same goes for Qiao Junshan's accident."
"Given his personality, even if you told him, he wouldn't believe it. He might even give you two classes on healing."
"Fate and luck are closely related. Qiao Junshan's luck can only be described as average, so the accident happened."
Song Ning hugged Qiao Bo's waist and said, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your responsibility!"
Qiao Bo was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Get up quickly! Don't you mind the stink?"
He had just been cleaning the pigpen and was smelling bad. You could tell it must have smelled bad.
If Qiao Bo hadn't said it, Song Ning wouldn't have noticed the smell. As soon as Qiao Bo mentioned it, Song Ning was immediately overwhelmed.
"It stinks! I can't breathe... You smell it yourself..."
Song Ning couldn't stay here for even a second, and ran away as fast as the wind.
Qiao Bo lowered his head and sniffed himself. Is it that smelly?
"Hey...sister-in-law! Where's my brother Bo?"
Dr. Xiao Zhou, carrying a bag of wedding candy, happily met Song Ning.
"In the pigsty..."
Song Ning had no intention of chatting at all. She just wanted to go home and wash her hands and face...
"sister in law…"
Doctor Xiao Zhou caught up with her, carrying some candy. "Sister-in-law... give me some candy!"
"You're amazing! Can you help me calculate when to get married..."
"sister in law…"
"Qiao Bo's wife... I can't find the hoe at home. I heard you can calculate it, can you help me calculate it..."
Doctor Xiao Zhou wasn't enough, another middle-aged woman came over and asked Song Ning to help her figure out where the hoe she had lost at home was.
"Can you also help my son calculate it? When will he be able to get married?"
Aunt Zhao, who was watching the fun nearby, was not to be outdone. She grabbed Song Ning's hand and insisted that she say something.
Song Ning was speechless.
She now felt that even her breath stank. Couldn't they smell it?
"You can count it, but I will charge you a fee!"
Seeing that the crowd had blocked the door of her house tightly, Song Ning was no longer in a hurry to go back.
"What?! Charges?!"
Aunt Liu, who had asked Song Ning to help her calculate the hoes, exclaimed, "A fellow villager is charging you for calculating the hoes? You must be crazy for money!"
"That's right! Neighbors are guarding each other, and they open their mouths to make things so complicated. There's no mercy at all!"
Aunt Zhao, who wanted Song Ning to help her son find a wife, also joined in.
They asked Song Ning to help with the calculations, essentially to save money, not because they trusted Song Ning that much.
Now that they see there is no advantage to be gained, they start playing the emotional card.
"Bullshit! Open your mouth, bastard! Why don't you open your own? What are you looking for my daughter-in-law for?!"
Zhang Lan, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise outside the door and ran out with a big bag in her hand.
"My daughter-in-law can calculate. That's her talent!"
"I'm eating here, so why can't I be charged?"
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