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Did he really come from a wealthy family?

Mrs. Qin actually had doubts.

From last night to this morning, Liniang actually exchanged few words with her, but judging from her words and actions, she should come from a wealthy family.

No matter how bad he is, he has seen the world, studied books, and knows how to read.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes at Qin Xiaomei: "Why do you care so much? Even if she is not a daughter of a rich family, she must have been an eldest maid who has stayed with the daughter of a wealthy family."

Qin Xiaomei's last test still ended in vain.

It seemed that her mother recognized this daughter-in-law, so she stopped talking and silently brought the dishes and rice to the table.

In fact, after seeing the food, even Mrs. Qin was a little cautious. After all, she was afraid that Liniang would not be used to eating such simple meals.

At this time, she had already forgotten that she bought Liniang from Yapo. Instead, she licked her face and said with a smile: "Liniang, it's time to eat."

"Um."

Liniang responded softly, lifted up her skirt and sat down slowly. Mrs. Jin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and motioned to Qin Xiaomei with her eyes to help her son out of the room.

Qin Ping'an heard the commotion in the house even outside the house. Maybe there were some disturbances before, but now it is just a family.

As soon as she sat down, Liniang asked softly: "When did my husband's legs happen?"

After saying this, several people's faces instantly turned pale.

Ever since something like this happened to Qin Pingan, Mrs. Qin and Miss Qin both knew not to mention this matter in front of Qin Pingan. Now that they are mentioned like this, they are also a little uneasy.

Qin Ping'an said in a deep voice: "It's been two years."

Liniang's eyes glanced at his knees: "It's been two years and my husband still can't stand up. I'm afraid he won't get better."

Qin Ping'an actually didn't tell Liniang that he had no feeling at all in his legs below his thighs.

For two whole years, he had already given up hope of getting back on his feet.

"Well, it's not getting better."

Mrs. Qin saw that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so she hurriedly greeted her: "Eat, eat, let's all eat."

Liniang was not a fool, so when she heard this, she agreed.

Mrs. Qin carefully watched Liniang's expression while she was eating.

But I saw people chewing slowly and eating in small bites. Although they were eating a little slowly, their movements were nice. After eating, they put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and gently wiped the corners of their mouths with a handkerchief.

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"Mom, husband, little sister, I've finished eating."

Mrs. Qin immediately smiled from ear to ear: "Oh, eat well, mother is afraid that you won't be used to it."

Liniang smiled and said nothing, turned around and entered the room.

Mrs. Qin motioned to Qin Xiaomei to help her help Qin Ping'an in again, and then instructed Qin Xiaomei to wash the pots and dishes.

Yesterday, the young couple had already lived together. She even put her ear against the door to listen to what was going on inside, but apart from the sound of breathing, there was no sound inside.

She knew that her son had limited mobility, so it was up to Liniang to take the initiative to keep her family alive.

She decided to wait until the day after tomorrow to officially get married, and then explain this matter clearly to her in advance.

With this thought in mind, she went to the kitchen again and saw Qin Xiaomei holding a dishcloth and slamming it on the table.

Mrs. Qin scolded: "Xiaomei, what are you doing?"

Qin Xiaomei was startled and quickly put away the dishcloth: "I'm washing the dishes and wiping the table."

Mrs. Qin said: "I know what you have in mind. Your sister-in-law has just entered the house, so you can't let her do rough work just because she comes in. But since she married your brother and consummated their relationship, the matter has been settled. When the time comes, let her

It’s not too late for her to make some fire.”

"real?"

"real."

Mrs. Qin was also telling herself that after all, her family was not very wealthy, so she really couldn't afford to raise such an idle person.

Although she now has face, she still needs to keep her dignity, but the identity of Liniang... No, she still has to ask Yapo to find out.

"Hurry up and wash. After washing, you still have to go to the fields. You are dawdling. When I come back, you will still be dawdling at home. See if I don't take care of you!"

After Mrs. Qin finished speaking, she walked out. Qin Xiaomei chased after her and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

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Qin Zhiyi went to check around the paddy field. Fortunately, although there was a little less water in it, most of it was still there. This is also a normal phenomenon.

Seeing that the water level was normal, she knew it was time to clean up.

At this time, the mud in the paddy field is soaked and soft, and it still needs to be raked again with oxen.

Large mud lumps are raked away so that they can be transplanted and other things done.

So she went directly to Uncle Qin's house.

Uncle Qin was still eating, and it seemed that he had just come back after getting up early. She told her request again, and Uncle Qin was very happy and agreed immediately.

He said that he had to plow his own land in the morning, and it would be in the afternoon for her to rake it again.

She thanked Uncle Qin and walked back.

When I went back, I saw Mrs. Qin walking hurriedly towards the entrance of the village, not knowing what to do.

But she didn't care about these. She had to rake the ground in the afternoon. No one in Qinjiazhuang had ever grown rice. Although there were some who made corn, they didn't have high requirements for water, so no one plowed the ground that much.

She had to go back quickly now. It was best to go up the mountain and chop some thicker bamboos and make a rake on the spot.

Fortunately, she used to be a student at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, so she had seen the rake, and she had also seen the rake tools used in agriculture earlier, and now a rough model had been formed in her mind.

After she went back, she started looking for a woodcutter at home.

Grandma saw her anxious look and said, "Ah Yi, what are you looking for?"

Qin Zhiyi said: "I'm looking for a woodcutter and want to go to the mountains to chop two thicker bamboos."

"What are you doing cutting bamboo?"

She couldn't explain it for a while, so she had to say to grandma: "Make something, grandma will know later."

Seeing the figures of He Chengxuan and Fei Chengsheng, Qin Zhiyi thought for a while and walked towards them.

Seeing Qin Zhiyi coming, Fei Chengsheng felt warm in his heart. At least the woman in front of him finally took the initiative to speak to him.

"Master Fei, I want to go up the mountain and chop two longer bamboo poles, which are about this thick. I need four or five poles. Can you help me?"

It wasn't that she was so willing to speak, but even if she could cut down four or five bamboo poles that were thicker than her arms and wrists, she really wasn't sure she could bring them back.

But this may not be the case if you meet Fei Chengsheng and He Changxuan who have practiced martial arts.

Fei Chengsheng responded: "Well, I'm going to get it now, but you have to tell me which bamboo forest to get."

She nodded, and knew that there seemed to be no one on the mountain, but it was also divided into areas by the villagers. In some places, bamboo could be cut, and in some places, bamboo could not be cut.

He said, "I'll come with you. Let's go up the mountain together later and I'll show you."
Chapter completed!