"You lazy guy, you still have a face to lie down, hurry up for me!"

While he was in a drowsy consciousness, Qin Fan heard someone roaring beside his bedside.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see Jin Ju holding a broom in his hand, his hands on his waist, and glaring at him angrily.

"Look, don't hurry up! There's a lot of work in this yard, you go and clean up the chicken coop!"

The dusty broom fell on the side of the bed, stirring up thousands of dusty clouds.

Looking at Jin Ju's scolding and scolding figure leaving, Qin Fan still hadn't woken up.

After he practiced Tuna yesterday, he felt that his body was extremely light, and even his dreams were like being wrapped in warm water.

This Sanshi Village is inevitably too full of aura, and it is so abundant that people can get carried away.

Outside the window, the sky has just turned out of the white belly of the fish, and the whole mountain is still in the foggy sky.

Qin Fan got up and went to the ground, picked up the broom and walked outside the chicken coop in the yard.

He is now coming to Yao's house to atone for his sins, but he is not a guest, so he naturally has to listen to what people say.

Besides, even if he doesn't do these trivial chores, it will fall on Yao Xin's head.

In the early morning, the morning dew was deep in the yard, and the chickens in the cages were still asleep.

I don't know how long it has been since I cleaned it, and there is a strong smell of chicken manure inside.

Qin Fan clenched his nose, held his breath in his heart, drove all the chickens out, and cleaned the manure by himself.

He was so tall that he couldn't stretch his hand around in the coop.

I finally cleaned up, only to see that my feet were already stained with those dirty feces.

"After delaying for so long, I packed up a chicken coop, what's the use of asking you?"

"If everyone does things like you, then they can't eat up all the gold and silver!"

Jin Ju stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a wooden box in his hand.

She stretched out her hand to grab rice and feed the chickens, and rolled her eyes at Qin Fan.

"Auntie, there are some broken places in the chicken coop, I have repaired them now, do you think there is anything I need to do?"

Qin Fan licked his face and said with a smile at her.

In the entire Yao family, the person who is most resentful of him is Jin Ju.

If you want to lighten the burden on your heart, you must please this hostess.

Jin Ju's eyes purred, and she stretched out her head to look at the chicken coop.

The wires, which were originally a little unclosing, are now straightened and mended.

The expression on her face was slightly better, and she waved her hand and asked Qin Fan to continue to stir and mix the pig food on the stove.

"To be a man is to be diligent, and to be a lazy man will not be able to eat for the rest of your life. ”

"I know that I am sorry for people, so I put a little bit of money in my hand, otherwise where will I eat and drink for nothing all day long?"

The noisy sound in the courtyard disturbed Yao Xin.

When she got up and passed by the hall, she was startled when she saw the steaming heat in the kitchen.

"Mom, how can you let Brother Qin Fan cook pig food?"

The family can't eat a few bites, and the pigs won't eat very well.

In addition to adding some rice bran and mixed vegetable juice to the pig food, even the water is swill left over from weekdays, and the taste is only so pungent.

"He's a big man, can't he cook it? The old lady has been cooking for most of her life, when did she say half a sentence?!"

Jin Ju was still scolding outside Tanggu.

"Brother Qin Fan, these things are not what you should do, you go wash your hands first and get ready for breakfast." ”

Yao Xin rushed forward, trying to snatch the shovel from his hand.

"It's okay, just add another fire and wait for it to boil. ”

After the pig food in the pot is cooked over high heat, the color takes on a strange green color.

After leaving Sanshi Village for many years, Qin Fan has been traveling around with thousands of crazy Taoists.

With the skills of the two of them, they can calculate a hexagram for others casually, and sell some rare treasures for a lot of money.

Although he came from the township, he hadn't done such menial work for many years.

After a few arguments and helplessness, Yao Xin sat in front of the stove.

The fire in the stove reflected her face, and she looked delicate and elegant.

When Qin Fan lowered his head to stir the pig food, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Early in the morning, Yao's yard experienced a lot of chickens and dogs.

After this busy work, Qin Fan's body was already filled with a faint fishy smell.

He took a bucket of hot water from the stove and walked out into the backyard.

The thatched house is too small, next to the pigsty, Jin Ju is reluctant to let people use electricity to light the lamp during the day, but it is not as spacious as the backyard.

After a simple rinse, Qin Fan felt that the smell on his body had faded, and even his mind was much clearer.

He is going to Yunwu Mountain today, and now he is light from top to bottom, which is the best state.

"Aunt Jin, have you eaten?"

As he was wiping his body, a clear voice came from outside the courtyard.

Qin Fan's eyes were slightly dim, his hand movements did not stop, and he went back to the kitchen with the wooden barrel.

He could hear that this was Yao Xin's cousin, Yao Lingling's voice.

The three of them grew up together since childhood, and it stands to reason that their relationship is deep and incomparable.

But after rescuing the cattle on the shallows yesterday, Qin Fan's opinion of Yao Lingling has changed a little.

After people entered the city, they were also contaminated with the stinky temper of the people in the city.

As a first-hand witness, he helped the students in the city to deceive his fellow villagers.

He couldn't see this.

In the courtyard of Yao's house.

"Ah, my niece remembers her aunt all day long, so she hurried in and sat down, and the pig was fed here, and we haven't eaten yet!"

Jin Juxi looked at Yao Lingling with a smile and beckoned her to sit down.

"Aunt Jin, my dad and they bought some lo-mei from the city yesterday, and the family bought a lot, so I thought about sending some to you and my uncle. ”

Yao Lingling was holding a Haikou-wide bowl in her hand, and the lo-mei in the bowl was as high as a hill, and the bursts of aroma emitted made people's stomachs flutter.

She stood in the middle of the courtyard, her eyes wandering around, as if she were looking for someone.

"Come on, you kid, and give something else! Our two families are so close, you are polite to your aunt!"

The wide bowl of Haikou was taken by Jin Ju and put in the kitchen, Yao's family was preparing breakfast, and Qin Fan also went upstairs to bring Yao down.

The breakfast they eat at home is nothing more than gruel and pickles, which are cooked every day according to the population, and there is no superfluity.

"Lingling, you kid hasn't eaten yet, hurry up and sit down and eat two bites. ”

Jin Ju said enthusiastically, wanting to give her Qin Fan's share.

"No, auntie, my dad and they are still waiting for me to go home, I came over this morning, I want to ask Qin Fan for something. ”

Seeing that she was going to serve herself food, Yao Lingling hurriedly waved her hand.

Just the gruel pickles, she can't eat them.