The Yang family did not listen to Xiao Yang's words this time to reprimand Ding Qinghe.

After Ding Qinghe sent Fuji Langzhong away, Yang walked outside the door and urged Ding Qinghe: "You hurry up and send breakfast to the field, the three of them must be hungry and faint!"

"Auntie, she ......" Ding Qinghe wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang's eyes.

"The child wasn't supposed to be in her belly, and that's fine, otherwise she would have been immersed in a pig cage. She's a little hysterical, don't take it to heart what she just said. Yang frowned, his voice cold.

"Hmm. Ding Qinghe hummed softly, she turned around, with a shallow smile on her face, and secretly thought in her heart, she hoped that Xiao Yang's could move out as soon as possible.

When Ding Qinghe went back to the earthen stove room, Shi Muhiscus was already serving wild vegetable porridge and took a flower roll to gnaw.

Ding Qinghe casually scooped two mouthfuls of wild vegetable porridge and ate it with flower rolls, and the light and bitter wild vegetable porridge made Ding Qinghe feel that he was suffering every time he ate it.

Put the breakfast of the Shi family father and son in a basket, Ding Qinghe carried it and walked on the field path, the fresh air came to his nose, and the grass rolling through the dew was green one after another, occasionally mixed with unknown small flowers, blooming with a unique fragrance.

"Daughter-in-law Zhu Geng, give your man, father-in-law, and second brother their food?" In the field, many people knew Ding Qinghe, and laughed and teased her.

"Yes, Aunt Qi, your family's rice is so good, it seems that it is another bumper harvest year!" For this kind of person, Ding Qinghe knows that as long as he praises their rice planting, it will be done.

Sure enough, Aunt Qi's face was immediately full of smiles, and she said with a smile: "To borrow your auspicious words, if there is more rice this year than last year, I will make more flower rolls and distribute steamed buns to everyone to eat!"

"Okay, then we all have a good mouth, your old flower rolls, steamed buns taste good. When Ding Qinghe heard this, he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his lips and replied.

Walking to his own field, he divided the flower rolls he brought between two people, and the three of them tacitly put down the rice sickle, and then walked over.

"Lady, why are you so late? The second brother just said that he was about to starve his stomach. Shi Zhugeng said with a smile.

"Yes, fourth brother and sister, that's what I just told my fourth brother. The second brother Shi Zhubao took two flower rolls and a bowl of wild vegetable porridge, and after saying this, he devoured it.

Shi Polang ate silently and did not speak.

"Fourth brother and sister, but you didn't have a good way to come just now, are you too late?" Shi Zhubao saw that Ding Qinghe seemed to open his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, he felt curious, so he asked.

"It's not that the road is not easy, it's ...... It's my aunt......" Ding Qinghe looked around first, and when he saw that there was no one around, he whispered about Xiao Yang's birth.

"Is there such a thing?" Shi Polang was shocked and angry when he heard this, except for Shi Polang who asked, Shi Zhubao and Shi Zhugeng looked at each other, as if they didn't believe it, but after a while, both of them sighed for a while, or they were more sorry for the little life, or they still felt that Xiao Yang's was quite pitiful in the matter of the birth.

"My mother-in-law just told me that fortunately, the child was dropped, so my aunt didn't have to be immersed in the pig cage. Ding Qinghe said.

"Lady, auntie, has she embarrassed you?" Shi Zhugeng said worriedly when he saw that Ding Qinghe looked bad.

"She just didn't have a child, what should I do with her?" Ding Qinghe thought that he was not a person with a small belly, so she didn't pay attention to Xiao Yang's so-called.

"Okay, you guys eat while it's hot, the weather is good today, and you can have a good rest after getting these paddies!" Ding Qinghe didn't want to continue the topic, so he said.

"Zhu Geng's daughter-in-law, when you go back, you go back and call the hibiscus to cut rice in the field, she is so old, she should learn to go to the ground, and she will marry back, if she doesn't work in the field, she will definitely be disliked. Shi Polang thought that his second daughter Shi Hongmei couldn't cook well because of the Yang's favored meals, and he didn't want to be lazy when he went to the ground, so he wanted to teach his youngest daughter Shi Muhibiscus well.

"Father-in-law, why don't I stay and help, just go back to cook at noon, I see that the weather is good these two days, if I wait for these days to pass, it is estimated that it will start to rain!"

"After all, hibiscus is still too small. Ding Qinghe thought to herself that her mother-in-law loved hibiscus as an eyeball, how could she let Shi Muhibiscus go to the field to do farm work?

"Fourth brother and sister, Hibiscus will be married in a few years, and she will be a big girl and can get married. Hibiscus is at home, and we people spoil her, but Hibiscus is going to marry out after all, and if she goes to someone else's house, it will be different, and her future parents-in-law will definitely hope that she can work in the field to help the family. How could Shi Zhubao not understand what his father meant, so he helped.

"Lady, you go back first, the meaning of my father and second brother, I think my mother also understands. Shi Zhugeng glanced at Ding Qinghe.

In the field, some people passing by to pick rice heard Ding Qinghe's words, and they all said that Shi Zhugeng married a good daughter-in-law, and he didn't care about it, and he knew the general situation, and Shi Polang was also happy in his heart, and they praised at least the daughter-in-law of their Shi family, didn't they?

Ding Qinghe went back and told his mother-in-law Yang that Yang didn't want his youngest daughter Shi Mu Hibiscus to go to the field to cut rice under the poisonous sun, but when he thought about Shi Mu Hibiscus's pampered habits, he couldn't even do the simplest job of chopping firewood, and then thought about Shi Mu Hibiscus's family affairs that he discussed with Shi Polang last night, Shi Mu Hibiscus would definitely marry the Zhuang family in the future, so how could the daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family not go to the ground?

Yes, Ding Qinghe thought that he would be scolded by the Yang family, but the Yang family just glared at her unhappily, but did not say anything else, and then asked her to go to Shi Muhibiscus's house and call Shi Mujin to cut rice in the field.

Shi Mujin thought that the Yang family would not approve of going by herself, but she didn't expect that the Yang family also meant to let her learn more, saying that she couldn't be looked down upon by her in-laws like Shi Hongmei, and she was scolded for being lazy.

Shi Mujin could only take the sickle and reluctantly went to the field.

It's just that Shi Muhibiscus doesn't understand, why everyone looks at him with disgust when he works today, and keeps bending down to cut rice, as long as he wants to go to the ridge to sit and drink tea.

She was immediately stopped by the stern eyes of her father Shi Polang, so she had to drag her tired body and continue to cut the rice, but the speed was getting slower and slower, Shi Zhugeng and Shi Zhubao had finished cutting four rows, and Shi Mujian was still in the center of the first row.

Shi Polang was worried about this, if his daughter, who was not quick with his hands and feet, married, presumably his mother-in-law's family would definitely look down on Shi Mujian, who was not good at working like this!

Shi Mujin felt a little resentful of the fourth sister-in-law Ding Qinghe, she was good for herself, just cook a lunch and cook a few dishes, and her own delicate daughter's family still had to work hard in the fields, it was only more than an hour, and her skin was itchy from the poisonous sun.

"Hibiscus, although you are young, you have to pay attention to your work, our family is like you to cut the rice so slowly, when can this rice be cut?" Shi Polang saw Shi Hibiscus stop, raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve, and said to her in annoyance.

Shi Mujin felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to cry, so he only muttered a few words of scolding, endured the backache, and the work in his hands was much faster.