But, how to do the work in this yard?

Bao Yatou went to harvest wheat, and she didn't even have anyone to discuss it with. Mrs. Shen suddenly said in a cold voice, "I can't survive this day!"

Shen Baozhen was so frightened that she almost chopped off her hand.

She gritted her teeth, stood up, and shouted, "Grandma, I'm going to help Sister Baozhi work."

Then, without waiting for the old lady to shout, she ran towards the yard.

Before Mrs. Shen could recover, Baozhen had already disappeared.

At this time, Mrs. Shen realized that she was the only one in the huge Shen family, and she still had a lot of housework to do!

Feng Anyen drove the oxen and carts to Shen Mingxi and his group.

After a few words with Li Qing, everyone started loading the baled wheat onto the bullock cart.

Looking at the neatly bundled wheat behind Shen Mingxi, his teeth were a little sore. To be honest, this perfect labor force was really not something to boast about.

Moreover, the power of role models is truly endless.

They are much better today than they were a few days ago.

The next moment, Feng Anyen narrowed his eyes. Why did he hear the little girl who brought him food calling Shen Mingxi sister?

Shen Mingxi?

The person who delivered the food seemed to have the last name Shen, but I forgot his name.

Are they sisters?

After just one glance, Feng Anyen calmly looked away.

The next day, the Shen family was extremely peaceful.

Ji Daju and Mrs. Shen cooked lunch and dinner together. After all, they were distant relatives and Bao Yatou's biological mother. He couldn't watch her hurriedly scratching her head.

Lunch was rice porridge and stewed eggplant and potatoes. It couldn't compare with Chen Li's cooking skills, but it was much better than in the morning.

At least they're all familiar.

As for Shen Mingxi's arrangement, Mrs. Shen also acquiesced.

But his face was terrifyingly gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, she left Shen Baozhi behind, and Shen Baozhi saw that there was no hope of a relationship between herself and Feng Anyen, so she just went with the flow.

However, Goudan and Yaya did not come back from cutting pigs for food, and she did not scold them. She just glared at the two children who were too frightened to say a word and left.

Of course she didn't dare to scold her because the child's two brothers were staring at her.

A large basin of clothes, from the second and third bedrooms, were taken out and washed separately. Especially Shen Jun, when he saw Shen Mingxi's half-smiling eyes, he almost fell over.

But these are small things, because after dinner, we still have to pick up the food.

Fortunately, it's a good day today and the moon is about to be full, so even at night, the speed is no different from that during the day.

Mr. Shen was very happy and promised that after the wheat returned to the warehouse, he would invite the county projection team to show the movie.

The villagers were very happy and worked enthusiastically.

You know, for people in backing villages, watching movies is almost the same as celebrating the New Year.

By the time the Shen family members came back, it was already the zenith of the moon and they had no energy to talk and behave like monsters, so they all went to sleep.

Shen Baozhi finally summoned 009 who was in a bad mood, and after collecting 10 points of misery, 009 took the initiative to cut off contact.

No matter how Shen Baozhi shouted, 009 did not answer.

Shen Baozhi gritted his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do about 009 for the time being.

In fact, she just wanted to ask 009 why Shen Yu was so easily persuaded by Shen Mingxi during the day.

This shouldn't be the case. It's a bit unreasonable. I haven't encountered such a phenomenon in so many years.

But she couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time, so she had no choice but to fall asleep bitterly.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Zhaodi got up.

After she saw that her second sister-in-law had cooked three meals a day yesterday, she temporarily suppressed her fantasy. She mentally guessed that Mrs. Shen had temporarily compromised and was waiting for the summer harvest to be over before cleaning up the big house and the whole family, so she even thought

Even cooking can only be done for one day, because the summer harvest will be over soon.

So she gritted her teeth and got up. Like Ji Daju, she hadn't cooked for many years and didn't know what to do when she got to the kitchen.

Yesterday, with the help of Mrs. Shen, Ji Daju managed to cook the rice, but today Wu Zhaodi had no one to care about her. Even if she called Baozhen to her side, she could do nothing but light the fire.

Yes, for so many years in the old Shen family, the housework and field work were basically done by the eldest family member. They suddenly gave up. It would be strange if these people could get used to it.

But she and Mrs. Shen had no other relationship apart from being mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and she didn't dare to instruct Mrs. Shen to help her cook.

Wu Zhaodi wanted to call Chen Li, but when she thought of Shen Mingxi's mouth, she stopped thinking.

So this morning was a mess again.

For the first time in Old Shen's life, things he took for granted would suddenly change.

Although the second and third bedrooms still looked down upon the eldest family, they finally realized that there was so much work at home.

I couldn't feel it before, because I couldn't feel the pain unless the knife stabbed me.

Since no one was making noodles last night, we couldn't make evaporated noodles. Mrs. Shen opened the cupboard door with a gloomy face.

She was also exhausted yesterday.

Wu Zhaodi was cooking today, but she had no intention of reaching out.

He scooped out a few bowls of cornmeal and threw them to Wu Zhaodi to make steamed buns, but Wu Zhaodi was as busy as Ji Daju.

Only then did Mrs. Shen feel uncomfortable at all.

Then suddenly I discovered that the third child had never cooked before entering the house.

It's not as good as her, she is still helping Shen Baozhi.

No wonder those women said yesterday that those from the second and third families would enjoy great blessings if they married into the Shen family.

This is true.

But what qualifications do those from the third family have?

She didn't give birth to a lucky star like Bao Yatou.

Mrs. Shen scolded sternly, "Wu Zhaodi, hurry up and cook, everyone has to work today."

After a pause, he continued, "Don't forget to cut the pickles later. I'll pick a cucumber and you can put it together for cold dressing."

Then Mrs. Shen raised her feet and walked outside.

When passing by the thatched cottage, I gritted my teeth and looked at the windows covered with paper, thinking to myself, I will deal with you soon.

Old Shen was still in a panic this morning.

What does this third family do?

The steamed buns were even harder than yesterday. How could he, an old man, swallow them? The pickles were cut into thicker strips than his fingers. They were already salty, and salt was added to them. Just like yesterday morning, there was no gruel left in his mouth.

What's the difference between this and what that dead girl in Xiaoxi said?

Aren't they just two losers?

I didn't feel it before because everything was well arranged at home, so I couldn't tell.

But now the fig leaf was suddenly pulled away, and everything was visible inside.
Chapter completed!