Because of this, the greatness of the mother is manifested in this regard, in ancient times, as long as a little illness was heard in the mouth of the doctor, it could be exaggerated, not to mention that the mother-in-law who had never met was contagious, even if she returned to the village at that time, it is estimated that she would be driven out to fend for herself.

Su Yun sighed silently, these people are ignorant self-protection, thinking that others have nothing to do with themselves, one moment they probably greeted each other with a smile, and the next moment they immediately glared coldly, but when it happened to themselves, they understood the pain in their hearts.

It can be seen that this unmet mother-in-law understands human nature in her heart, but she doesn't understand, why can a person living in a small mountain village see through human nature so much? Could it be that this person is from the same world as her? If this assumption is true, then she and Jia can't go to death for this contagious disease.

Hey, no matter how cranky she thinks about it here, the mother-in-law can't come back to tell her that she shakes her head and doesn't think about all that nonsense.

After the two worshiped Ning's mother, they led them down the mountain, and it was not too early to return home, the village chief's daughter-in-law was now able to control the employees, go to work at the point, get off work at the time, and now they have done a good job, and they don't need Su Yun to worry about it.

When she got home, Su Yun went to pick cabbage, she was going to eat some noodles at night, she always ate steamed buns, her mouth was tired, she had to change some fresh tricks, if possible, she still wanted to eat white rice, but the price of white rice was so expensive, a pound of rice cost one or two silver, Nima, this is the rhythm of robbery.

She decided to plant some rice next year, and when the time came, she would call the whole village if possible, and then sell some rice to make money, and she could eat it every day.

Usually when she is at home, Su Yunru is in the kitchen, so Ning Zi'an must be by her side to give her a hand.

For example, now, Su Yun is mixing flour, then Ning Zi'an is washing vegetables, and then Su Yun is in charge, Ning Zi is burning the fire, and the tacit understanding between the two can be described as full, although in this not rich family, it can even be said to be simple, and the warm picture always makes people forget to return.

Time passed slowly, ten days later, the table that Su Yun had set in Uncle Zhang's place had all been done, Su Yun went to look at it, and was very satisfied, it was exactly the same as what he had seen in his previous life, although it was a pity that there was no paint to apply, but it was good to have such a look.

In the past ten days, she also selected a lot of green plants in the flower market, including long braided rich bamboos, pots of butterfly orchids, and some potted saplings.

Ten days ago, when Uncle Zhang ordered a table, he also ordered a plate, no plastic, so he could only use wood instead, hold the bowl with a plate, put chopsticks and spoons on it, it would be nice if he could prepare some to wipe his mouth, but the people who wipe his mouth here are silk cloths made of cloth, is it possible that she made some silk cloth to wipe the mouths of these people, and then take it back and wash it before using it? She said that she had a habit of cleanliness, so she omitted this column.

At the same time, she also customized a batch of work clothes, so that those who are guests and those who are her own people can be separated, so as not to make mistakes.