It was still early, Ye Qingyu didn't let Gu Lidun do it this time, he went to bake the sweet potatoes by himself, ate them with Gu Lidun, and then took Gu Lidun out of the door.

Although he inherited the memory of the original owner, he was still not very familiar with the entire Xiaonanzhuang.

Moreover, the land allocated to them by the Gu family always has to go to see the situation, and the days to come will go on, there is no food at home, and Gu Changyang is still so worried.

Walking in Xiaonanzhuang, many people couldn't help but take a few more glances when they saw Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu was puzzled, and couldn't help but ask Gu Lidun, "Why do they always look at me?" ”

"Because my mother is so good-looking." Gu Lidun's answer was a matter of course.

The corners of Ye Qingyu's mouth twitched when he heard this, this kid has been so sweet and good at talking since he was a child, and it will be terrible when he grows up in the future, so he can't help anyone's little girl.

Xiaonanzhuang is not big, but it is not too small, there are more than 100 families, Gu Changyang and Ye Qingyu The house they were assigned was already in the innermost position, not close to the main road outside.

The village is surrounded by fields, and there are still many people working in the fields at this time.

Some people recognized Ye Qingyu and greeted her in a friendly manner, and at the same time looked at Gu Lidun's eyes, with a little sympathy.

In the eyes of outsiders, Gu Lidun is thin and weak like this, most likely because Ye Qingyu, who is a stepmother, treats him harshly.

Gu Lidun held Ye Qingyu with his little hand and walked slowly along the path in the field.

From a distance, I saw Gu Changyang working in the field, there were no crops in the field, the ground was dry and cracked in winter, and the others were in the field, so they had to turn over the land in advance, most of the people did not raise cattle at home, so they had to turn the ground by themselves, and there were still a lot of straws in the field, which had to be cleaned out, and by the way, some fertilizer should be buried, so that next year's crop harvest could be better.

Ye Qingyu has never farmed, her background is okay, her parents are both salarymen, she is not rich, but she is also a well-off family, plus her parents have loved her since she was a child, and she is also very fond of her, and she is the only daughter in the family, and she is almost never allowed to do anything.

However, Ye Qingyu has loved to eat since she was a child, and her father is the chef of the hotel, making all kinds of delicious food every day, raising Ye Qingyu into a foodie, and later graduated from college, she gave up the iron rice bowl of civil servants and went to the magazine as a food editor.

Probably because she ate too much, her weight became more and more terrible, accompanied by various physical problems, this time she will cross, probably because she stayed up late for a long time and her body was burned.

Having said that, although Ye Qingyu has never planted the land, he also knows that the land in front of him is not a good land, compared with other people's homes, the color of the soil is completely different, and there is a lot of sand and gravel, it is estimated that he can't grow rice, no wonder the life of a family of three is so miserable, this old man of the Gu family is also an eccentric master.

Gu Changyang just looked up, and saw Ye Qingyu and Gu Lidun standing on the edge of the field, and also saw the expression on Ye Qingyu's face by the way, with a little resentment and a little injustice on his sallow little face, and he didn't know who it was.

Seeing Gu Changyang looking at himself, Ye Qingyu simply pulled Gu Lidun and jumped into the field, and walked in front of Gu Changyang generously.

"Why did you get out?" Gu Changyang looked at the thin clothes on Ye Qingyu and Gu Lidun, and couldn't help frowning.

"Come and see our family's land, I will live separately from you in the future, and this land will also be divided, otherwise how will I eat with Xiao Dun? But how can this be? What kind of food can be grown? Ye Qingyu frowned tightly, looking at the ground under his feet, and couldn't help but ask.